I stared at the sight before me with wide eyes.

The kitchen was a mess. I mean a mess. It was like a tornado has swept throughout my kitchen, whipping around the food and utensils to the most random places I could think of. For example, there was some kind of green goo dripping from the ceiling.

But that was only part of why I was surprised. The other reason why I was surprised was Rin.

The previously homeless woman had gone to sleep yesterday in a room down the hall, after a briefing from me about my normal in and out of the house routine. She had silently taken in the knowledge, nodding when required. But I never imagined that she would have remembered the part about me not being a very good cook.

So here she stood, in her clothes from yesterday, with a plate full of pancakes. And they smelled delicious. She had the biggest grin I had ever seen on her face, despite the fact that there was a distracting drip of pancake batter on her cheek.

"What. . .?" I said, surprised.

"Well, I wanted to thank you for letting me stay here. I'll clean up the kitchen, I swear. And I remembered the part about you saying not being a very good cook. You're lucky that I am. So I made you," She pointed to the plate. "Pancakes!"

I blinked. Mentally, I thanked whoever was up there for my good fortune.

She pranced to the dining room, and I followed like a puppy. She set the plate down on a place mat. There was a tall glass of orange juice, eggs, and syrup.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I pretty much threw everything together that I could think of for a pancake breakfast." I didn't answer; I just gaped at the food.

She took on a worried look. "Do you not like it? I can make something else. . ." She glanced to the kitchen, biting her lip. I shook my head feverishly. "No, no! It's fine. It smells wonderful, actually."

She brightened like a sunflower meeting the sun for the first time. "Great. Now, try it." She practically forced me into the seat, and stared as I picked up a fork. She even took the liberty of pouring syrup on my pancakes. I cut a piece off and put it in my mouth.

It tasted perfect. It was sweet, with a touch of vanilla. It was the perfect balance of warm; it seemed to melt in my mouth. I finished the meal quickly, wiping my face with a napkin.

"So you liked it?" She asked eagerly. I nodded. "I've never tasted breakfast this good in my life. Thank you." I almost forgot to thank her, so I tacked it onto the end of my sentence. She smiled. "You're welcome.

She looked back to the kitchen, pulling her eyebrows together. "Although, there's no more of . . . well, a lot of things. I'll clean up the kitchen and then go shopping for groceries." I shook my head. "The maids will clean it up. Besides, you can't go grocery shopping like that." She looked at herself. "Oh. Yeah."

"How about I buy you some new clothes?" I asked after a minute. She looked at me, surprised. "No buts. You will not walk around the house only wearing that." I said firmly. She laughed. "You sound like a mom." She nodded. "Okay. I'll let you buy me some clothes . . . but I have to pay you back later, alright?" I nodded, and grinned.

Later, when Rin was dressed in the smallest shirt of mine I could find, baggy jeans, and too – big shoes, we set off to find her some clothes. I had put on a hat and sunglasses, not wanting to be noticed by any sudden fans.

The first store we went to was one I suggested. Rin didn't want me to spend too much money on her, especially at designer stores. But eventually she complied, gazing at the many clothing choices from the window. We came out of the store with bags and bags of clothes; so many, in fact, that I had to call the car to take them home. We continued onto the next store, a ladies' wear store. I gave her my credit card, blushing and saying that it would be weird if I went in the store. She laughed and said she wouldn't have let me go in the store, anyways. She came out with a smaller amount of bags, thankfully. We also went to a jewelry store, where she grimaced at a bright green necklace.

"It's so . . . girly!" She groaned. "But it looks nice." I commented. She shook her head and moved on. "That's because you're a guy." She said over her shoulder. I hung back, looking at the necklace. I couldn't help but imagine it around Miku's neck. I grabbed the necklace and bought it on a snap decision. I would give it to Miku when I got the chance.

Later, we got hungry. We made our way to a fast food place, Dairy Queen. We both ordered burgers and sodas, and sat down at a window table. We shoved the bags under the table and dug in.

"This tastes so good!" Exclaimed Rin. "I haven't eaten fast food in forever."

"Me neither." I admitted. She looked surprised. "Really?" she said. I shrugged. "Never needed to. I always had food made to perfection for me." She snickered. "You're so pampered." She said. I grimaced. "Being famous has its downfalls." I said. She smiled.

We both ate our food in silence for a minute. I stared out the window. So many people, I thought. You think people would have school or a job to be at. There was an especially large group of people near the restaurant. They were all girls, sporting some very bright yellow outfits. They looked to range of ages twelve to sixteen. They were all sporting cameras and strange posters. I looked at the design on the posters, and immediately groaned.

I slid down in my seat, putting my burger down on my tray. Rin looked at me, curious. "What is it?" She asked. "Those girls outside are fan girls. Fan girls of me." I hissed under my breath. She raised an eyebrow. "I really doubt that they would find you in this restaurant. Or in all of Japan, for that matter." I was about to say something, when there was a chorus of screams. I looked back out the window, and the girls were pointing at me and shrieking.

"Let's go!" I said. Rin got up and grabbed her bags, running out of the restaurant with me. We ran down alleyways and down streets, and all the while the fan girls were on our tails. Finally, we hid in a tiny alley, and the fan girls ran past us, oblivious of our hiding spot.

We both were frozen for one second. Then we were laughing, gasping in needed air.

"W – Why are we laughing?" I managed to say between laughs. Rin just shook her head. "I – I don't k – know!" She snorted a little, which just brought on another round of laughs. We stayed in that alley for about five minutes, laughing so hard we were holding our sides. Some passerby stared down the alley at us, probably thinking that we were crazy.

Finally we both stopped laughing. Rin wiped a tear from her eye. She was grinning. "Well. That was . . . fun. In a sense." I just shook my head, grinning as well. "Not something you want to repeat, trust me." I looked up at the sky. I hadn't noticed it, but we had been out all day. The sky had shades of pink, purple, and red thrown across it like paint splatters.

"We should go back home." I said. Rin nodded. Then she scrunched up her face. "What?" I asked. "I don't want to De – tag these and hang them up." She said. I chuckled. "Don't worry. I'll help you."

We headed out of the alley to walk home. I vaguely thought that I couldn't remember when I had smiled this much in one day.