"U-um, how is it?"
"Really nice!"
Seto had given the outfit a thumbs-up, his hands over his eyes with Mary in the changing room, various clothing choices tossed, rejected, on the floor. Mary looked up, her rosy eyes flickering nervously up at the raven head, giving the XXXL black and red rock band shirt a twirl. "Are you sure? This dress feels a little off…" Seto's cheeks flushed, and he averted his eyes, the hands tightening over his line of vision. "M-mhm!"
Kido sighed in the corner, and Mary hesitantly threw it into the reject pile. She had come along to make sure that Kano's plan didn't have anything shady to hurt their new neighbor, and now she had been stuck in the same locked stall with a small albino girl who needed new clothes, a blushing raven-headed virgin who also sorely needed new clothes giving clothing advice that was always, "That looks great!" with his eyes closed, and then there was her, with her excess of long sleeves and turtlenecks and sweaters, for maybe 2 hours now, because that yellow-haired bastard had decided that the best way to fix hopeless situation was by turning it into a more hopeless situation by locking the door disguised as an 'employee.'
She picked up a skirt at random from the pile, and, after giving a quick glance at the two of them, held it to her waist experimentally, discreetly tucking her hair behind her ear in the mirror. No, the cloth was far shorter than she had imagined… Mary had paused in her twirling, and Kido had picked up a bra—a lacy bra, of all things, that must have been Kano—and Mary seemed to have stopped in her twirling and poked the straps (that was literally all it was, straps) and creased her eyebrows together. "U-um, Kido-san, what's this?"
Kido threw it to the other side of the room as if it were fire and, red-faced, pulled a shirt at random from the pile. "U-um, why don't you try this on?" she said, lamely, shoving it in front of her face, and Mary frowned a little, and pushed it against Kido's torso, then beamed at her. "Kido-san, you should try it on! I'm sure it'll look really cute on you!" Mary pulled along a blushing, stammering Kido, and pulled the shirt over her sweater, and Seto peeked through his fingers.
"Not. A. Word," she hissed through her teeth, tugging down the red and black rock band shirt. Seto nodded grimly, and pulled out his phone and took a picture, wordlessly, and Kido chased after him in the room, shedding the shirt, her whole face a furious red. Mary rifled through the pile of clothes, pulling out lacy bras at random. Really, what were these things? She experimentally hooked it on as Kido finished strangling Seto.
"Is this how it works?" Mary had looked up, nervously, the bra hooked decoratively around her head. Seto's entire body turned red, and he stammered, quickly averting his eyes, "I-i-i-it l-looks very—" Kido shoved his hood over his eyes and unhooked the bra from around Mary's head with a sigh, and a voice from outside, muffled, commented with a cat-like grin she could feel, "Don't corrupt poor Seto, Mary dear, I don't think he even knows where a bra's supposed to go yet." Kido gritted her teeth, and promised to herself she would kill him when they got out, and hide his body in a hole with all of the lacy bras he had planted in that pile.
"Sorry, is it boring?" Kido looked up, and the albino girl's rosy eyes glimmered worriedly in front of her. Kido managed a small smile and ruffled her white head. "No, it's fine," she lied, then, looking at the pile of clothes and the violently red Seto lying next to the door, added, "I'm having fun, too. Don't worry about it." That was a lie too. She wondered if Kano was getting to her.
The girl looked relieved and nodded, her fluffy white head bobbing down before flashing her a bright, shy smile. "I didn't want to force anyone into it, so I wasn't sure if you were ok or not, but I guess it's all fine now." Kido stared at the pile of clothes in the corner, and walked back, re-energized. "Don't worry about it," she reassured Mary, and crouched by the pile. "We'll find something soon enough."
…
"She doesn't have any new clothes?"
Seto's golden eyes looked up at him from the rim of his (replaced) green coffee cup, and leaned back in his chair, thoughtfully. "And you asked me to accompany her," he confirmed, and Kano grinned from behind the counter, raising his cup. "See, you can figure things out after all."
"Why?" Kano jumped, and the voice behind him revealed the green haired girl, the red turtle neck pulled up over her face, and the solid black pupils eyed him suspiciously. "This isn't like you."
Kano shrugged his shoulders, his signature cat-like grin flickering upon his lips before raising the cup again. "What, is it strange that I want to help out our new neighbor?" Kido was silent, and she sat down, pouring a cup for herself as well. The two watched her as she poured in the 3 creams and 1 sugar, and then slid the cup away from her. "I'm coming, too," she announced, finally, and Kano's grin widened. He elbowed Seto across the table. "Hey, your date is going to have a little more people than planned, Seto. You disappointed?"
Seto shook his head and smiled. "This is good- she can get used to humans easier." Kano watched his face from behind his cup, and wondered how much he knew. "Well, then," he said, pulling his jacket off of the hook next to the door. "It's nearly 3. Shall we pay our new neighbor a little visit?"
…
Kano was waiting outside of the door, and smiled to himself.
Red eyes, he thought, and pretended to pick at his fingernails as customers came and went, the door opening and closing ever so often. It was a good role, playing the bored employee, and he was enjoying it tremendously. His fingers tapped at the bottom of the phone, and a live feed of the changing room went in.
He was aware that he was breaking a number of laws, right now, but it hardly mattered because one: he had already seen Mary and Kido (sometimes unscathed, sometimes not) and Seto naked before, and two: they were doing a recruit mission right now, whether they were aware of it or not.
He studied Mary's delicate face, flustered as Kido pulled out a blue dress, maybe a little long, but she seemed to love it from the second she saw it. "Red eyes," he murmured, and his fingers paused at the home button. The edges of his lips twitched upwards, and he stretched out on his perch, hopping downwards, and strolled to the locked room, key in hand.
He stepped in, and his eyes flitted from the red Seto on the floor at the doorway to Kido helping Mary pull on the dress. A lacy bra hit him, harder than any lacy bra should be able to hit someone, in the face, and Kido dragged Mary and Seto out of the door in one hand, and the other hand shot out and grabbed at Kano's collar, tight.
"You," Kido snarled, "are going to die today."
Kano laughed care freely, and let Kido drag all of them past the cashier, the sliding door, and to their apartment. He watched the bewildered Mary and Seto on the other side, and chuckled to himself.
Mission success.