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Clint listened to Maddie as she listed off the things she would need. Did the grocery store carry all that? He believed so. A hairbrush?He wasn't sure if the store would have that item but there was only one way to find out. Whatever they didn't find at the store, they would look for somewhere else. It wasn't long before Clint pulled up to the store's parking lot. It looked somewhat full but it didn't look like it would be packed which was great. There was nothing worse than shopping in a packed store. "Sounds to me like you have the list in your head." He told her after he had parked and killed the engine. He was a little worried she'd have a panic attack in the store from all the people that were bound to be inside, he just hoped they could be out of there before that even happened. "Ready to do this?" He asked her, un buckling his seat belt and stepping out of the car. He went around and opened her door for her. It shouldn't take long. That's what he kept telling himself in his head.

Kaneko looked at him, raising an eyebrow questioningly. "Trust in you?" She repeated and remained where she stood. "Allen...I know you wouldn't hurt me on purpose. I understand that you don't want to hurt me which is why you refused...and it's okay. Really, i don't want to force you to do anything you're not comfortable doing. Like you said, you've never done this before..I can understand why you'd be hesitant to try. It was just a suggestion Allen, not an order. It's fine. Maybe you have a herb you can eat that can help you with the thirst for now." But herbs were only temporary, what would they do when they arrived at the new place? What would he feed from there? A random animal? That didn't sound very nice or healthy.

Clint listened to her and nodded. The grocery store it was then. Hopefully they had all the things that Maddie would need. He wanted to go with her this time though, just to make sure she'd be okay. A grocery store was bigger than a clothing store, chances were someone could maybe recognize her and try something. He had to keep a positive mindset though. She would be fine and he would be there to make sure she was. Besides, between the two of them, they could probably get everything she needed in a shorter amount of time. "I hope you don't mind me going in with you this time, Mads." Clint informed her, turning onto a street and continuing to drive smoothly. It was sad, to know that she had to go through the dumpsters just to get a few things she'd need. Not anymore though, not while she was staying with Clint. For however short or long that would be, she'd be able to live a hopefully safer life. Safer and healthier too. Home made food was better than any other food you could find out there.

Kaneko blinked at his explanation and answer. Just as expected, he refused. She was relieved but a little upset? She wasn't even sure, but she could understand that he didn't want to hurt her. "Ohh....I see." She said quietly. She lightly pat the top of his hand and smiled. "It's fine Allen I was just...it was just a silly suggestion. D-don't worry. I'm not upset or anything, I promise." She said, grabbing his suitcase and moving to set it down along with their other things. She went around closing all the drawers then closed his wardrobe and closet. Leaving the room as it was when they first got here. A room frozen in time. "I think that's everything. I should uhhh...check your study in case there are any herbs you might need in the future. You know, better to be safe than sorry." Kaneko spoke nervously. "A-are you sure you don't need anything Allen? Anything at all?"

"Thank-you." Clint took back the card and slipped it into his wallet for safe keeping. She listed off what she had gotten and he smiled. "Sounds like you found what you were looking for. I get you though. Clothes shopping can be difficult even for us guys, so don't let it get to you." Clint closed the door and walked around, getting into the driver's seat and buckling his seat belt. He closed his door and started up the ignition. "Alright, next on the list is pretty much everything else a girl needs. I don't know what that might be, or where to get it. Shampoo you can get at grocery stores though. Weird, I know. Where do you suggest we go though? Where would you get your female stuff?" He asked, looking at her before starting to slowly back out of the parking spot he was in.

Okay, this was it. She had to be brave and just come out with it. The worst that he could do is refuse. Kaneko's slender fingers ran along the fabric of the clothes in the suitcase before she closed the suitcase properly, hearing it click once it closed. "Umm...w-well I was just curious. D-does it hurt to get b-bitten? I mean well...i-if you are thirsty and you r-require blood, I...I wouldn't mind giving you mine. I-if you wanted it. B-but if you don't want to it's okay. I was just thinking that I c-could help you like that. You know? A-and even if it d-does hurt it's okay because well...because I'd be taking care of you and t-that would make me happy. I..." Kaneko was rambling and quickly stopped to take a breath. "It's just an idea. An offer...a suggestion. I don't know anything about v-vampires. Father never told me anything. I...I don't know if I'll be turned by doing this but.." She shrugged even though he couldn't see her. "It's a silly question...I know."

"I'm sure it's fine." Kaneko approached the closet and looked inside. Sure enough, there was a suitcase there. Taking it out, she blew the dust off of it, away from Allen so he be covered in dust. "It is usable, no worries." She smiled. It had seen some better days yes, but it wasn't in horrible shape. She could tell it was old, but it still worked. It had a few scuff marks here and there and it even smelled of old. But that was fine. There was something lovely about antiques. Taking the suitcase with her, she carefully placed it on her side of the bed and opened it then walked to where his shirts were and carefully took them all out. Kaneko hummed softly as she worked. Folding the shirts and placing them inside the suitcase. She pulled the drawers open and took the pants she saw there as well. Again, she carefully folded them and set them in the suitcase. "You have a really nice fashion sense sir Allen." She said to him softly. Her eyes looked through the drawers carefully taking any clothing items she could find that belonged to him. However, in her search, she found no shoes. Strange. Unless she wasn't looking hard enough? "S-sir Allen...could I ask you a question?" She asked, looking at him nervously.

Clint was going to have to figure something out. If she stayed below the radar, would they stop looking for her? One could only hope that would be the case. It was a relief when he spotted Maddie stepping out of the store with a shopping bag in her hand. It had felt like an eternity but in truth it had only been a couple of minutes. "Hey, not at all. I hope you found something that you liked and it wasn't too hard. Did you have any trouble using the card?" Sometimes you were required to show an ID to make sure the card was actually yours, he hoped that wasn't what happened though. He doubted it. If it had happened, then she wouldn't be holding a shopping bag right now. The next place they would go to would probably take longer to get everything she needed. Shampoos, body wash, face creams. Whatever it was that girls used to get ready for the day. Prepare for potential moods swings when the girl is on her cycle. Fun times Clint. Oh jeez, that was something he hadn't really thought about. What would she need for that and how much? Surely this was something that Maddie would know though. Snapping out of his thoughts, he opened the door for her again.

Clint watched her go. He closed the door and set the alarm then leaned back against the side of his car, watching her leave and walk into the store. How long was this going to take? Maybe she was one of those girls who knew what she wanted, got it and was out in less than thirty minutes. Maybe. He didn't mind though. Clint looked at his phone and looked through his messages, replying to one from a co-worker. Yes, I'll be at work tomorrow. I'll try not to be late but I can't make any promises. Some stuff has come up, personal stuff but it's nothing to freak out over. I'll see you tomorrow. He didn't need anyone, not even his co-workers knowing about the situation he was currently in. For all he knew, maybe they'd want to hurt her too if they knew about her. What if they were part of that cult Maddie had mentioned? It was possible. There wasn't a way to know who was in a cult. They didn't look any different than regular people. That was a scary thing to think about, but it was the truth. The person at the cash register was probably in the cult too. Okay, now Liam was just freaking out a bit too much. If these people were in a cult, he didn't think they'd go shopping here and if they did, he didn't think they'd try anything since it was a public space and there were witnesses everywhere. With that in mind, Clint could relax only a little.

He looked towards the store again, worried. She would be fine. She had survived this much. Yes, but how much more could she take? The more she survived, the angrier these people chasing her probably got. He thought back to what she had told him. Her readings, people were upset at her because of her readings. No what was it she had said? It was made to look like readings but they weren't. When she touched people, she could see the bad in their future. So of course when it came true... "They think she cursed them or something, hence why they hate her." Clint groaned. Getting the cops involved in this wouldn't help, they'd call her crazy and that would be the end of it and he didn't want that to happen to her either.

Kaneko quickly nodded. "A shirt? R-right...I...right I'll get you one." Carefully the girl made her way out of bed and tiptoed around the bed towards the large wardrobe. For a moment, she was reminded of Narnia, the mythical place inside a wardrobe. Thank goodness it was mythical, she'd hate living there. Her feet were careful about where they stepped, not wanting to disturb the shards of glass that littered the floor. Opening the wardrobe, her eyes widened at the different array of shirts hanging there. Just waiting, collecting dust. Forgotten. This wouldn't do at all. Picking out a white one, she turned away and walked back towards Allen. "Here you are Allen." She said, carefully helping him put it back on so he wouldn't hurt his wound. "Very nice." She commented, her hands smoothing out the fabric a bit. Kaneko smiled, momentarily admiring the details in the shirt, sighing in contentment. "Is there anything else I can help you with sir Allen. I'd offer to make tea but well...I'm afraid we don't have water." She noted quietly. "Oh, we should also pack up the clothes you wish to take as well before we forget." So much to do, what to do first though?