Yoko looked up as Satira slowly entered the room. His heart beat faster and he wanted to kiss her, right where she stood. She closed the door softly behind her and stood there, looking at the floor.

"Satira." He said softly as she looked up at him. Her tail twitched nervously and Yoko had to smile. His tail was doing the exact same thing. She walked closer to him, keeping an eye out for her necklace. She stood right in front of him and looked up at him. They both just stood there, staring at each other, not knowing what to say or how to begin.

"I'm sorry." She finally said quietly. Yoko was stunned at her apology, but waited to hear what she was sorry for.

"I'm sorry for all the trouble I have caused you." She said. And she meant it. She had started the thing just to get back at him for beating her fairly in a fight. And then when he had punished her, she reciprocated. She had caused a lot of problems for him and now that she thought back on it, part of the reason she did it, was because of the attention he gave her for it. Yoko smiled and reached into his pocket. He pulled out her silver locket and Satira looked at it hopefully. Yoko took her hand and placed the locket in it.

"And I am sorry for taking this from you." He said as he closed her hand over it. "I thought you were going to run when you saw those Raiders. I thought this would keep you here. But there really isn't a reason for me to keep it any longer." Satira smiled at having her necklace back.

"What is it about them?" Yoko asked her. "What is it about the Raiders that has you so spooked?" Satira dropped her gaze.

"Tell me." Yoko pressed. Satira was saved from answering by a knock on the door. Yoko looked up.

"Come in." he said as Kuroune entered. Yoko nodded at him and then looked at Satira.

"Why don't you go and get some sleep. We can talk in the morning." He said as she gave a nod and slipped out of the room. She quickly put her necklace back on and headed down the hall.

'If I am still here in the morning' she thought to herself as she made her way to her room.

Yoko looked at Kuroune as he entered.

"What?" he asked.

"The Raiders have sent a message. They won't be coming tonight as they planned." Kuroune said. Yoko sat down.
"Good, I didn't really want to see them anyway. I don't trust Sarkan."

"It's because of that neko isn't it?" Kuroune said mischievously.

"She's obviously afraid of them." Yoko said, trying to look indifferent. "But she isn't the only one."

"You love her. It's so obvious." Kuroune said with a smirk. "Just tell her and get it over with. Maybe then she'll tell you what her little problem is." Yoko shot Kuroune a look and started arranging things on his desk.

"I'll do it in my own time." Was all he said as Kuroune shrugged and left the room.

Amira gave another growl of irritation as she slid the stone's wet surface across Hiei's blade. She had to go out and pick the stones and then wet them so they didn't leave scratches on Hiei's precious weapons. After she was done with the first one, he had left her alone in his room to sharpen the rest katantas and she was glad. She was able to think freely without the constant threat of him invading into her thoughts. But what really aggravated her, was that most of her thoughts were about him, and she would lose focus and the stone would slip causing her to cut her hands on the blade. Her hands were already sore, and she still had ten more to go. Just how many swords did a demon need?! Seriously! If she didn't know any better she would have sworn that he had collected every sword in the entire place just to be spiteful. But she knew that each one of these swords were his. She gave a small cry as she started thinking of him and cut her hand. She winced as she looked at the cut.

"Great!" she muttered as she grabbed a cloth and dabbed at the cut. It wasn't deep and it didn't bleed much, but it still hurt. She picked up the stone again and continued her work as Hiei came in. She gave him a glare out of the corner of her eye, but otherwise ignored his presence.

"You're still not done!" he asked, knowing full well how long the task took. Amira turned and looked at him.

"Well your highness, if I could sharpen them the NORMAL way, I would be done by now!" she shot at him. Hiei smirked.

"But where would the fun be in that?" he replied as she gave an irritated huff. Hiei went and perched himself on the window sill and looked out at the now darkening sky.

"You can leave for the night when you are done with that one." He said to her. Amira looked at his profile and couldn't help but stare…he was cute. She drew in a sharp intake of breath as she cut herself again. Hiei looked at her sharply when he heard her. She quickly grabbed the cloth and dabbed at her new cut, oblivious to the concerned look Hiei was giving her.