Satira leaned against Yoko's chest as he carried her home. She didn't need to be carried, but being held by him felt so right she decided to let it go. She closed her eyes; she would have to tell him. She wasn't looking forward to it, but she knew that she couldn't run from him now. She loved him, and he loved her. Yoko kurama loved her. Just thinking that sent her into a mad blush. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. He stared ahead, making their way through the forest. When he felt her gaze on him, he looked down at her and gave her a tender smile and kissed her forehead. She would then smile happily and snuggle into his chest as he hugged her closer. Her hand reached up and found her necklace. She absentmindedly fiddled with it as she thought of how and when to tell him when a thought occurred to her. What if he wanted to steal if for himself?! She bit her lip as she clutched it tighter. It was perfectly logical. After all, he was a thief. The raiders wanted it, why shouldn't he? She glanced up at him and then looked back down.

'No,' she thought. 'He wouldn't do that to me. He loves me.' She mentally nodded in determination and looked up as they got back to the hideout. Many of the guards smirked as they watched their leader carry in the cat demon.

"Pay up." One guard said to the other as he slapped a couple bucks into his friend's hand. They had all known that Yoko liked her. It was only a matter of time until he told her. Yoko carried Satira to his room and gently set her down on his bed. He then sat next to her and looked at her.

"So you going to tell me why you were going to run away?" He asked. Satira looked down as he waited for her answer.

"You can tell me." He said encouragingly. "Where you running because of something I did?"

Satira's head shot up. "No! Not at all….aside from the punishments….you have been a perfect gentleman to me." Yoko smiled.

"You deserved every one of those and you know it." Satira blushed.

"I did do some pretty funny stuff though." Yoko shook his head.

"So then why?"

Satira looked down again and twisted her fingers around the chain that held her necklace.

"Because of the Raiders." She said finally. Yoko let out a sigh. One because he wasn't the reason she was running, and two he had through they spooked her.

"Why were you running from them?" he asked. "Did one of them hurt you?" She shook her head.

"No, they haven't really done anything to me…personally…" Her voice trailed off.

"Then what?"

"They want what I have." She said finally.

"And what do you have?" Yoko asked searchingly.

She reached behind her head and undid the clasp that held the necklace around her neck. "This." she answered as she placed the pendant and chain in his hand. Yoko raised an eyebrow.

"You're kidding me…right?" he asked. "You were running because they wanted your necklace?" Yoko had noticed she had a strange dependence on it, but to run because she thought they would want a necklace? It looked ordinary enough.

She shook her head. "No, I'm not. The Raiders want it….They killed my family to get it." Yoko was shocked at the information but kept his mouth shut, waiting to hear more.

"I think that is why the tried to make that treaty with you." She said standing and putting the necklace back on. "They traced me here, and they wanted to be able to search your territory to find me without complications."

"You don't have to worry about them." Yoko said coming to stand next to her and held her. "I won't make that treaty; it wasn't going to be that beneficial to me anyway." She shook her head.

"You think that will stop them! They will still come for it, except now they will start some kind of war on you and everyone on your side! That is why I was running; I didn't want you to get hurt because of me." She lowered her head.

Yoko held her close as she rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"We'll think of something." He promised her.

Hiei stared out the window, Amira getting more impatient for his answer by the moment.

"WELL!" she yelled after what felt like an hour of silence. Hiei turned to her, his eyes once again cold.

"I don't need to explain my reasons to you." He said. Amira crossed her arms.

"You kept me waiting for that!" she asked outraged. She mentally cursed herself. 'You know what you were hoping' a voice inside her head told her. 'You wanted him to say that he liked you.'She quickly shot him a look to see if his Jagan had picked any of that up. He seemed lost in thought. She growled. It was hard to keep a secret with him in the room.

"Fine, since you don't want me to do that job anymore, what should I do now?"

Hiei looked at the sheathed sword she had been working on and the stone.

"Put those things away." He ordered. "And clean up anything else that needs to be in this room."

"And after that?" she asked, trying to keep from yelling at him.

"I will tell you when your done with that." Amira glared at him as she snatched up his sword and once again began the task of cleaning Hiei's room.