-          CAW! CAW! Why don't you scoot a little so I can lean on that human pillow of yours?

Pamella and Xián Leng shot open their eyes and abruptly raised and separated themselves. She tucked the cape tighter to her body while trying to breath away the embarrassment. Jiti flew over and lowered himself over her shoulder. He inquired with one raised brow.

-          Did we interrupt you guys?

Pamella chocked on air and started coughing. With a blush and shaky voice, she answered.

-          Nonsense! What are you spouting Jiti?!

Jiti shrugged.

-          It's that from my eye level, you are naked and all. Who knows?

Pamella huffed.

-          Who knows?! We just attended my broken arm! Nothing of the such has happ... OW!

Pamella had been briskly moving and forgot that her arm could feel pain when she, unconsciously, tried to raise it.

Xián Leng stood up and went towards her. He lifted her, supporting both her shoulder and good arm on his. Hai Bao, already using his Beast form, glanced at them; trying to be imperceptible. Jiti though, caught his judgmental stare. He flew over to him. He murmured.

-          You should stop grimacing so much. Your menacing Qi is escaping in abundance trough those pores of yours, saturating the air. I hardly can breathe correctly, or stand straight while being near you. Now stop!

Already standing correctly on her two feet, Pamella asked curious.

-          Did you guys say something?

Startled, Hei Bao almost dropped what he carried on his arms. Xián Leng went over to him.

-          Do you want some help with that?

Hei Bao lowered his head, casting a shadow over his eyes.

-          ...

Xián Leng,

-          Hei Bao...? Is something wrong?

Hei Bao jerked his head up and looked at Xián Leng.

-          I... I'm okay. No need...

Xián Leng,

-          Are you sure? You seem full there...

He reached for some of the things Hei Bao was carrying and the latter was going to pull them back until Pamella exclaimed after taking a glance at the stuff that were in his arms.

-          Is that my bag?!

She almost tumbled over while reaching to it. Hei Bao handed it to her. She hugged it with her good arm and sat again on the ground to make sure everything was in it.

There it is! Oh, thank you God, Spirit, the Heavens, or Whatever. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!

She was going to store the pendant necklace inside her robes, but she realized she wasn't wearing anything to hide it in. Only her trousers were put on and she absolutely wasn't going to throw the necklace to dangle in there...

She threw it back into her bag and was about to cross it over her shoulders until Hei Bao stopped her.

-          I brought you this.

He handed her a not so heavy package. She turned it around and asked,

-          What is it?

Hei Bao scratched the back of his head.

-          Well, you see, I was too engrossed in the fighting with the guards, that I couldn't retrieve your clothing...

Pamella thought,

So, I am to go naked to Jīnhuáng. Well, that's... that's... Not pleasant at all... Haha...ha...ha...

He continued.

-          But I did get you another pair. I didn't know your size but just a look at you, I am sure they'll fit...

Xián Leng eyed him, a feeling he could not describe, burning in his chest.

So, he bought her new robes... I could have done that; I'm the one closest to her.

Pamella brightly smiled and exclaimed.

-          REALLY?! Thank you so much! What color did you pick them of? Are they light, or dark in color? That's so nice of you!

Xián Leng murmured,

-          Too nice...

Pamella heard him whisper and turned to him curious.

-          Huh? Did you say something Xián Leng?

Hei Bao and Jiti eyed him. He could see a triumphant spark in his eyes and a malicious playfulness in Jiti's, almost as if the bird was finding it all amusing. He grimaced for a moment and directed himself with a smile towards Pamella, while taking the package in his hands.

-          We should put them on, to see how they look on you!

Pamella turned red all of a sudden and was about to take the package from his hands, but Xián Leng had his reasons, and showed them to be correct.

-          You need help with putting them on. One of your arms is broken and I am sure you are well aware of the difficulty putting on these things is. Am I not right?

She remained stoic for some time, but without any other choice she nodded.

Xián Leng smirked, and Jiti could feel Hei Bao tense up. He hadn't expected that move from Xián Leng. Hei Bao curled his long-clawed fingers into fists and through his fangs said,

-          Why... do you... Why...?

He was interrupted by Xián Leng as he grasped with one hand Pamella's good one and pulled on her to follow into somewhere in the woods she "wouldn't be seen" by other eyes.

-          Pamella gets embarrassed when other people see her naked.

Hei Bao didn't get brushed off easily.

-          Then what you're saying is that she would let you help her change because she doesn't get embarrassed around you?

Pamella was internally screaming.

That's not... THAT'S NOT what he meant! This is SO embarrassing! And these idiots what are they glaring at themselves for?!

She yanked herself free from Xián Leng's grasp and pushed him into the woods; breaking the suffocating atmosphere. Jiti sighed and flew to a rock in front of Hei Bao.

-          You two... do you even consider world peace?! What was all that about?! CAW! I thought you had ultimate self-control. If Pamella hadn't intervened, you and Xián Xián would have started an unnecessary battle.

Hei Bao looked down and clenched his fist harder, almost burying his claws into his flesh. He murmured.

-          Unnecessary...

Jiti cawed, feeling in full wisdom.

-          Of course! Unnecessary! It's just changing...

-          Dressing.

Jiti scornfully glanced at the stubborn cat.

-          Yeah... That... It's just dressing. A man dressing another man. No big deal.

Hei Bao,

-          You mean a man dressing a WOMAN. There is a big deal in THAT.

Jiti,

This idiot... Is this the first time having an interest in someone? He's acting like a spoiled child!

-          Hei Bao, Pamella has shown she's a strong man, or woman... Whatever... She also has a strong character; she doesn't look like being the easy type.

Hei Bao raised his head and stearnly answered,

-          I never thought of her as an easy catch.

Jiti,

-          ...

He continued.

-          I also am aware of her strong and determined attitude. I myself don't even consider qualified to court her...

Jiti sweat dropped.

-          Wow... I didn't mean you're not qualified to fancy her but that you should take her feelings and emotions into consideration. She wants to go "home". You heard her, didn't you? She wants to get back to her time; she wants her body back. You must know... Things... Won't last as you... or HIM, want them to last...

Hei Bao remained silent and nonchalantly looked on the direction to where Pamella and Xián Leng had went. He unclenched his fists and slowly blood trickled from where the claws had dug into his flesh.

Somewhere, among the forest's trees and bushes Pamella and Xián Leng were having a discussion. Pamella tugged the cape that Xián Leng was trying to take back from her. Pamella pulled harder, feeling the exasperation rise on her.

-          Would you... Would you just let it go?! Didn't you lend it to me?!

Xián Leng was losing his patience. He answered while massaging with his free hand between his knitted brows.

-          Yes, I did. But you don't need it anymore. Let it go already and put on the clothe!

He tugged at it harshly, making Pamella's feet slide over the moist dead leaves.

Not having both of her arms at work made it difficult for her to expend strength on her tugging. She restlessly kept on stomping towards the opposite side from Xián Leng. He on the other hand pulled harder making the distance between them only inches away.

-          Give up Pamella. Look, the Sun is going down every time we waste in your ridiculous tantrum of not wanting me to help you dress. What do you take me for?!

This time his pulling surpassed Pamella's and his expectation, making her slide fast and slam hard against his figure. He took the opportunity to hold her still in a bear hug. Pamella shifted briskly only to be stopped by the pain of her arm. The sole idea that she was bare under that cape made her nervous; if dressing herself up in that male body was almost impossible for her, imagining having a man; Xián Leng specially, to dress her up like a Ken doll was absurd.

Xián Leng with precise agility pulled off the rest of the cape from her body and letting her go, smoothly knotted it on his shoulders. He fixed his eyes on the bent over and knelt down pretty young man in front of him. The face was flushed and both the shoulders, knees and the top of his chest were crimson.

Pamella glared at him.

-          I... Hate... You...

Xián Leng chuckled towards the good joke she pulled off.

-          No, you don't.

Pamella huffed and ignored the mocking smirk on his face. Xián Leng rarely smiled or laughed and when he did, it was only when he only spouted mean, but realistic facts. She detested that with all her heart. Ok, maybe not, but it was no time to make fun of her. He could at least, close his eyes.

-          I'll let you help me but close your eyes!

Xián Leng raised an eyebrow.

-          What nonsense are you stating? Without looking at you, how would I be able to help you put them correctly? Now stop it and stand up.

Pamella pointed at one of her eyes.

-          Then, with one eye closed...?

Xián Leng has never, in what he could pick up from his memory, dealt with such a stubborn person as the one in front of him. That person spouted more stupidities than an ass.

-          I told you to stop with your childish arguments! Stand up and...

Pamella screeched as she heard a rustling of leaves nearby, accompanied by the wind smoothing itself in between a certain naked sensitive area of her lower body. She jumped and started escalating Xián Leng's body, ironically asking him in a desperate manner for him to help her. Of course, she still didn't refer for him to help her with the clothe, but all that, had no meaning now that she hanged both her feet around his waist and her good arm around his neck; chocking the Hell out of him.

Xián Leng drew his sword out, weary that he had listened the rustling to.

Calmly and trying not to touch any "vital" part from her body that could earn him a slap, or worse, he gestured her to let him go and come down.

Another rustle and sounds of breaking branches came from behind them. She pulled on his head and hair, earning painful complaints from him.

-          CALM DOWN DAMM IT! YOU'LL DISMEMBER MY HEAD OFF IF YOU CONTINUE TUGGING AT IT THE WAY YOU ARE!

She was starting to calm down until she felt something wet squishing her behind. Her heartbeat raised and her eyes shrank almost white. She tugged Xián Leng's hair. He was about to reprimand her until a soft but squeaky voice; much like a child's, petrified them both and made them look at their backs.

A three horned pale child with black hair and eyes looked at them both while he pinched one of Pamella's butt cheeks and with the other held what remained of a hand. He said in an angelic voice,

-          Still not tender enough...

And he resumed to pinch her and suck on the three blood stained fingers that remained on the hand he held.