It was a foggy November morning and Mail was watching Misa from the street through binoculars. He watched as she followed her morning routine and showered, dressed and applied dark make up. He couldn't believe how a beautiful woman like Amane could appear so pure and innocent. Despite being one of the most intelligent men in England, Mail knew how truly foolish that his lover, his best friend and his boss actually was. Surely knowing that Mail was bisexual would dawn on Mihael at some point. He had to know that hiring Mail to follow the beautiful model around would lead to something. But he hadn't even questioned the red head. Mail was taken from his thoughts and re-focused his attention on the blonde as she skipped out of the building and began down her street with the two men, Mogi and Aizawa behind her. He puffed his cigarette and started his cherry red Camaro SS and followed them.
"Misa, where are we going?" Aizawa asked. "I need to go shopping, Mochi!" Misa replied, happily. "Didn't we just go shopping two days ago?" Aizawa said as he opened a car door for her. "Yes, but we went for shoes. I need clothes to wear at bed time!" Misa grinned. "To Harajuku, please, Mogi" "Hmph." Mogi mumbled and started the car as Aizawa stepped in and buckled his seat belt. "You know, Misa, it would be much faster to take the Yamanote Line from Shibuya." Aizawa pointed out. "I know, Mochi, but I don't want to take a train. There are too many fans." Mogi looked from the rear-view mirror to see Misa who was re-applying lip stick.
Matt wasn't far behind when they pulled into Harajuka. Misa, Mogi, and Aizawa stepped out of the car. Misa skipped through the crowds of the teenagers, and stopped in front of a lingerie shop. Mogi and Aizawa stopped and starred nervously behind her. "I-I thought you needed pajamas, Misa." Aizawa stuttered. "I said I needed something to wear to bed, didn't I?" Misa said as she skipped in, happily. Matt trailed behind a few feet and walked through the crowds, casually. "Oh god… I can't believe I have to follow this chick into a freaking sex shop!" He complained quietly to himself. He walked in lifted his goggles to his head and silently searched the floor for the blonde girl. He finally found her by some underwear and quietly stepped behind her. Mogi glanced to his side to check out the person who had approached. He deemed them un-important and turned back. Matt tensed and relaxed. "Oh man they're onto me!" he thought. Matt stayed behind as Misa walked to a fitting room with a cute little "outfit" to try on. Mogi and Aizawa stayed back. "I don't want to be in here, Mogi. I want to wait outside. I'm sure she'll be fine." Mogi nodded before glancing back inside looking for the man who'd approached and saw him playing a video game on a handheld. He figured that the red head was waiting for a woman and held the door open for Aizawa and followed him out. The two stayed outside for only a few seconds before Matt had made his move toward the changing rooms. Mogi glanced back in and didn't see the man but didn't want to worry Aizawa so he brushed it off and face forward again. Matt was in the hallway to the small curtained cubicles and ducked swiftly to the ground to look for the model's high-heeled shoes. "Gotcha." He whispered as he stood back up. He put his foot under the curtain and Misa squealed. "Someone's in here!" she said in her high-pitched voice. "I know." He said and slid in without any more of a warning that making his company known. "Uh, pervert!" Misa screamed and grabbed her clothes to cover up the sexy underwear and matching brazier. "Don't make a scene, Amane." Matt said as he looked her in the eyes. Misa relaxed but stayed cautious. "Do I know you? You look familiar." Misa said quietly. "No. But listen, I know you. I'm a big fan of your work, but listen. I'm 18 so I am obviously not a pervert." Misa looked him up and down. "Well what do you want… an autograph or a picture or something?" Misa said shaking Matt's hands from her wrists. "I want..." Matt started and looked her up and down "you." He came closer and slowly sat her on the bench and leaned down to kiss her. He put his lips to hers and
began gently kissing her. She kissed him back and pulled her fingers through his hair. Matt pulled his lips away and she breathed in loudly as he began gently biting and sucking her neck. "I-I don't even know you…" She whispered into his ear. "He looked at her and said "My name is Matt. That's all you need to know." He pressed their lips together again the two sat in the dressing room for minutes before Aizawa came through the hallway and began asking for her. "Misa, are you alright?"