Yoko lets out a cry of surprise as he felt lips covering his. This caused him to squirm harder as he just wanted to get away. He would rather take a swim with the fishes than be being kissed by this man. He growled though as soon as his mind became clear enough to realize he wasn't planning on stopping kissing him. He was pale though not from fear but from shock at the being kissed thing. Yiping as he is thrown over the other man's shoulder like he didn't weigh anything. True he was extremely underweight as the navy bastard was afraid if he fed him he would get killed in his sleep. While this was true it made him lose more weight than he would have if he had eaten normally. He growls and starts swearing in a language that made no sense but was his mother's native tongue. Something he had never forgotten due to practicing it each and every time he had a chance to do so. He growls defiently yet says nothing. Words weren't necessary when his nails digging into the man's back in anger spoke volumes. Volumes on just how he felt about this man and his statements.