A/Nthanks to all of you that reviewed.

My eyes became huge. He let go of my waist, and I clung to the trunk of the tree to keep my balance. My first kiss! With a thief!

He grinned at me a moment, then I realized he'd taken my purse again. I slapped him across the face, yet he only shrugged and threw it back to me. I sighed and climbed down the tree, glad to reach the ground. I almost walked away, but I stayed a moment and looked up at him.

"So you'll just sit there till another maiden comes along and you'll steal her purse?"

"Of course not, I have a better plan." He says confidently. I rolled my eyes.

"What? Stealing from children?"

"No, I'll just follow you home and steal what you have there."

"No you won't, I'll have my father out after you!" I insisted. I began to walk away, but all the way back to market, I felt his presence. Once I found Bells, I climbed on behind her and told her we had to leave immediatly.

"Why? I still haven't found any..."

"We'll have Matt go get it for you alright! Its supposed to storm." I hated to lie to Bells, but I wanted to leave as soon as I could.

"Poor Matt, I couldn't just send him out for me something after you hit him!" She insisted.

"Listen Bells, I'm being followed," I whispered in her ear. "Get us out of here now!"

She pulled the reins swiftly, and we pushed Felicity as hard as we could. As soon as we made it in the house, with Felicity in our stable, Bells looked at me.

"Who's following you?"

"Just this stupid guy I met." I didn't want to think about it too much. She gave me a questioning look, but only walked outside. Probably to go see Matt.

While she was gone, I went to the back of the house, and filled a bucket with water from the well. As I lifted it I could swear I saw a figure jump out near the stables, but I ignored it and went inside.

Bells was gone most of the day. I washed our cups, our bowls, and some clothes. I hung them in father's room to dry, when she came in.

"Sorry to be late Mari, but I went to talk to Matt. He wanted to go get the fish, even though I told him he shouldn't bother." She asked as if it was a huge surprise. I knew different though. Matt would climb a mountain for Bells.

"Its alright, I've done most of our chores." I showed her the clean cups and bowls, and she smiled.

"Then I should make dinner?"

"I'm not very hungry. I think I'll go to bed." I lied. I was hungry, but the thought of my encounter with the thief, and the fact my first kiss was horrible was enough to sicken me.

"You aren't sick are you? I can go get Matt, and have him take you to the medicine woman." Worry filled her voice. I couldn't stand to see her so sad, no matter how mad she made me. Her eyes looked like they would pour tears in a moment.

"No, no I'll be fine Bells. I'll just go to sleep and I'll feel fine." I promised. She bit her lip, and nodded slowly.

I climbed the ladder into my room, which was really more of a loft I suppose. I once shared it with Bells, but when mother passed on, Bells wouldn't leave her sewing room. Father put a small bed in it for her, and she remained there.

She had passed on when I was four, and my sister was five. She was older, but so silly in her head it often seemed I was older. Father wouldn't speak of how she died, but I didn't want to know anyway.

I opened the chest of clothes at the foot of my bed. I thumbed through my things, and found a white night gown. I stripped from my pants and tunic, then threw on the nightgown. I knew it was mother's, but it fit me perfectly.

I folded my tunic, and stared at it. The custom was that a young woman would wear the clothes of men until they were married, then when they were to wear the gowns of women. I wondered how long it would be, before father had me married away, and my tunics would be lost to me.

I put my things away, and climbed on my bed. The beat up old quilt on my bed was faded grey, and white. My whole room was really nothing fancy. Just my chest of clothes, with a few coins kept secret for when I was older. My bed and chest were all I had.

I didn't sleep at all. I tossed and turned, then gave up. Once I decided not to sleep, I looked out my window. The crescent moon stared back at me, revealing our land to me. Father's field, the stable, and then I saw him. A figure waving at me. I slammed my shutters closed, my heart pounding.

I took a sharp breath and looked down at the kitchen from my ladder. The candles were out. I looked back at the window, and opened it.

"What do you want?" I hissed.

"Only to speak with you." It was the thief from the market. I closed my shutters again, and climbed down the ladder into the kitchen.

After I opened the kitchen door, I could fully see him. He was a few inches taller then me, with dark green eyes, and dark brown hair. He didn't look like a thief, in fact he was very handsome. I bit my tongue at the thought, and walked out to him.

"I have nothing for you to steal." I said immediatly.

"I don't want to steal nothing."

"Then what do you want?"

He walked closer, and put a hand on my cheek. Shivers filled me, but I had to look up at him. His eyes were hypnotizing.

"I just want to talk with you." He said softly. I nodded slowly, and looked back at my house.

"Its cold out here, come inside."

I led him into the kitchen, and lit a candle. I took it upstairs to my room, and lit my own candle. He followed me up, and waited as I locked the shutters closed.

We stayed in silence a moment. I looked at him studying him. His eyes seemed weary, as well as his heart. Being a thief wasn't easy on a boy. Not even if he was close to becoming a man.

"What's your name?"

"Sin." He replied simply.

"Sin? Why would you're mother name you sin?"

"I don't know. I never met her. I was raised by thieves, they left and here I am."

"Oh. My name's Mari." He smiled as I said my name. I remembered how softly he kissed me, and I blushed.

"Mari, that's nice." He stood up, and walked over to me. He kissed me again, and I could have fallen over. When we parted, I looked at my shutters, blushing again. I looked back.

He was asleep on my bed, exhausted. I fixed the quilt around him, and laid on the floor. I didn't care that if anyone found him I would be in trouble. All I knew, was that I had Sin. He wouldn't think I was jealous if Bells. I was sure.