Author's Note: Hello all! I decided to post the next chapter early since only having the prologue up with no KanoKido action didn't seem so interesting, so here it is! I've been writing a bunch of future chapters so if I get them finished, maybe I'll even be able to post one chapter everyday for the next week or so... Well, I'm not making any promises either, but it's a possibility XD

Anyways, enjoy!

Her eyes flashing red, Kido passed along the sidewalks, ignoring the sharp glare of the car lights as they sped past them. As she padded silently down the back ends of the city, no one one passed by turned to face her. No one sitting on the streets to look for money saw her. No one said anything when she neared the odd, back corner alley of the city and crossed a leg over a line of yellow cautionary tape into a restricted, abandoned building.

The building was dark, all the windows shut and the curtains drawn. But as she approached the porch, a humming sound could be heard through its walls, almost like the hum of a television. She took a ring of keys from another pants pocket and carefully unlocked the crusted wooden door before slipping inside.

Just as she entered the a messy living room, the carpets covered in lint and the furniture blanketed in a thin layer of dust, a light-hearted voice spoke up from the nearest couch. "How much did you get tonight, Danchou?"

Kido turned. She blinked a few times to get her eyes adjusted to the light, then pulled down the zipper of her jacket to reveal a subtly triumphant smile. "$400," she replied, pulling the wad of money out of her pocket and waving it in the air.

The one who she was speaking to was Kano, who sat on the dirty couch, dressed in a black short-sleeved hoodie, a mustard yellow shirt, and gray jeans. His blond uneven bangs danced over his eyes as he grinned excitedly, and his gold eyes glowed fiercely with joy. "Awesome!" he exclaimed, and held out his hand with his palm up. Kido approached and high-fived him appreciatively. "For only 1 ounce?"

Kido sighed. "First-time buyer. I had to rip her off, the opportunity was too good." She slumped down on the couch next to him, passing him the cash, and stared at the television screen in front of them, displaying some kind of game show.

Kano laughed, clear as a bell. "Well, we could always use the extra money, right?" He set the bills down on his lap and turned his head to Kido, the smile gone. "Do you feel guilty?"

"Yeah." Kido readjusted herself so she leaned more towards him, their eyes locking. "I was playing into this whole confident kind of guy, and I felt like that personality reflected on my actions. I mean, she seemed so young and impressionable, you know? One of those hipstery popular girls who wears cliche grungy clothes and smokes pot to be cool. It makes me feel bad for her."

"You think she got pressured into buying it?" Kano asked.

Kido drew in her breath between her teeth. "I hope not, because I just got an extra $200 off of her. She's gonna be broke for the next month, I know that's for sure."

"Heh. What a poor girl." Kano giggled, which flashed him a disapproving look from Kido. "I wonder where she got our contact info, then. Is she from that high school nearby? The one Shintaro-kun went to?"

"Probably," Kido said. "Maybe Hibiya gave it to her."

"Couldn't he have just given it to her himself then?" Kano snorted. He was fiddling with a glass jar of weed on his lap, left unnoticed on the floor by the couch, struggling to get the cap off. "He's in the gang too, after all."

"Maybe he just doesn't want people to know that he's a member of a local drug cartel," Kido deadpanned flatly. "I've been told middle school is a tiring time for people his age since everyone cares about what people thinks about them, so maybe he's just laying low and trying not to draw attention to himself. It'd probably be beneficial for us anyway. You don't often hear about 12 years old getting arrested for possession."

"Yeah, but we're a local drug cartel with cool eye powers." Kano looked up at Kido from the jar and his eyes flashed red, and for two split seconds, he was Hibiya himself, with his tousled light brown hair, determined youthful face, and tiny stature.

Kido's eyes widened a moment, before he transformed back into his old appearance again, not a single blond hair out of place. "Besides, wouldn't he be all the rage with everyone there? Drug gangs are pretty famous with kids," Kano laughed, taking a shiny glass bowl pipe, the color of jade, out of his jeans pocket. "It's like the neat, picturesque lifestyle of every typical awesome badass protagonist from every other show ever. You know that show Breaking Bad? Now I'm pretty sure everyone wants to start cooking with the methheads!"

"First of all, I don't think anyone with common sense would ever want to be a situation like Walter White," Kido responded cynically. "Sure, growing marijuana is one thing, but creating methamphetamine drugs and selling them to addicts is dangerous, difficult, and even worse if caught by the law. And second of all, no one is supposed to know about the Heat Haze and what it did to us." Kido grimaced a moment, thinking of the other members of the gang. "Who knows what'll happen if other people find out, especially if the information gets in the wrong hands. And third of all, where did you learn the word 'picturesque'?"

Kano shrugged and exhaled loudly, a puff of smoke blowing from his lips. He held the now-packed pipe, filling it while the two had been talking, and a lighter was held loosely in his other hand. "I was reading the newspaper the other day. Seto picked it up from the store when going out to deliver, something about ''an increase in criminal activity''."

Kido hesitated. "Hopefully that won't affect business too much. Speaking of which, where is Seto anyway?"

"Out with Marry in the garden shed." Kano put his lips to the pipe's mouthpiece as the flame of the lighter burned over the bud, inhaling sharply. After a satisfying exhale, he turned and raised his eyebrows, winking at her.

"Marry is still young, Kano," Kido muttered. "I doubt they're doing anything... weird."

"I heard that pause there, Danchou," Kano chuckled. "Anyways, while they're still out there doing who knows what... wanna party?" He held out the pipe and lighter to her, gesturing for her to take it, his smile most prominent.

"On a Tuesday night?" Kido asked doubtfully. "I thought we had more class than that, Kano."

"Well, I am a stoner, Danchou," Kano responded, nodding his chin towards the apparatus. "I don't have much better to do."

Kido stifled an amused grin. "I guess I don't have much better to do either." She took the heated pipe and lighter from him, her fingers sweeping softly over his. She put her left thumb on the carb hole and yanked on the side of the lighter with her right thumb, creating a spark and a flame. She put the mouthpiece in between her lips, and held the small fire over the weed. She inhaled, and then took the pipe away, exhaling slowly, feeling the burn of its taste in her throat.

Kano giggled, touching his fingers to his mouth. "An indirect kiss!"

Kido laughed and toked again, but instead of blowing the smoke out into the air before them, she turned her head and blew gently it into his face. Kano snickered louder. He tilted his head, staring into her eyes, a light as flickery as the lighter flames dancing in them, before bending forward and pressing his mouth against hers.

Kido stiffened at first: her fun with Kano was always random and spontaneous, and whenever they started kissing, it always took her by surprise, and she was the last person to ever be good with surprises. It didn't help that she wasn't always a fan of getting romantic while high, since the vibe felt strange, sometimes even forced. But as she felt strands of his hair tickle her cheeks, his nose brush against her own, she allowed her lips to soften, opening her lips a little to let the tip of his wet tongue enter. They moved their mouths against one another lightly, their hands touching. When he pulled back, she smiled, his pungent breath tangible with her taste buds. "The flavor of pot in my mouth just amplified from kissing you."

Kano took the pipe and lighter from her hands and huffed the fumes down into his lungs after a long light, releasing the smoke up above him. He smiled warmly at her, leaning in against her body, their shoulders pressing together. "And doesn't it taste delicious, Danchou?"

So that was it! Liked it? Didn't like it? Let me know why you did or didn't by leaving me a review! I'd love some feedback or some advice, anything to help make the writing more interesting, realistic, etc... Remember to have a great day, and thanks for reading!