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Kyoko locked the door behind her before dropping the apartment key into the pocket of her borrowed coat. She turned to look at her companion and almost fell over laughing again. Ren huffed before leaving her and heading to the elevator. He was suddenly worried about his disguise holding out. The oversized coat was not too out of place on the smaller woman. That fad was popular in some circles, but was his choice too much? Kyoko joined him in the elevator with an apology as the door slid shut revealing a mirrored surface. Ren nearly fell over when met with his reflection. He laughed in spite of himself. Yashiro was right; he did look like a tourist. He shook his head and slipped into his disguise. He shifted his stature to be more like an American and turned to his partner.

"What do you think now?" Ren addressed her in English. Kyoko turned to the familiar man next to her and was shocked at how much difference body position made in a disguise. He no longer looked out of place in the sweatshirt and hat. When the elevator opened back up, he walked out with a different swagger. He looked like a hoodlum and it reminded her of the way Cain had walked. Kyoko shook herself and chased after him. She slipped a little into Satsuki, but left the brother complex out of it. The coat fit this personality better then Kyoko's. Ren was pleased to see her get into her disguise. They may turn heads in there getups, but no one would recognize them.

Ren found a department store nearby that would have what they needed. Kyoko looked at the store funny; this was not a good place to get food. When she voiced her opinion, Ren smiled at her.

"And what are you going to cook food in?" He asked the confused woman. "Then what are you going to serve it on?" He got out of the car and waited for Kyoko to join him before they went inside. He led the way to the house goods department and looked around for the items he needed. When a sales clerk came up to help, Ren addressed her in English, keeping in his disguise. Kyoko laughed as her senpai tried to mimic cooking to the confused sales rep. She came over and addressed the two miming their words to each other. She almost wished she could watch them talk for a while longer, but they needed to get moving. She placed her hand on Ren's forearm.

"Let me handle this," She addresses Ren in English before turning to the sales clerk. In Japanese, "Yes, we need some cookware." The clerk bowed to them and led them to the proper section. Ren picked out a nice looking set. Kyoko wanted to refuse because of the cost. They argued in English for a minute before Kyoko had to give in. Ren was the person running this shopping trip. Next, they had the clerk show them to the flat ware sets. On the way past, Ren picked up a rice cooker to go with the pans. They spent ten minutes arguing over what dishes to get. Kyoko was looking at basic sets while Ren kept picking out elaborate ones. They both decided to agree on a mid-range set. Kyoko loved the look of the plates; they were cream with sakura petals sprinkled across one side. Ren liked that is had a wide selection of pieces that could be added to the set. The clerk came back with a cart to put their selections in. Ren made Kyoko get utensils to cook with. He also picked up a few smaller items. Kyoko kept chiding him for spending so much money. He stopped, turned to the complaining woman and glared at her.

"Don't you want to take care of the person that is taking such good care of you?" His words froze her complaints dead. These were things that Catherine would need, and they would help her get better. Kyoko shook her head in defeat and followed the happy man to check out. He almost had an issue when the clerk checked his credit card. She recognized the name on the card and refused to take it. There was no way this hoodlum was the Tsuruga Ren. She was about to call her manager over when he finally produced his identification and took off his hat for a moment. It was only after he spoke to her properly that she finally believed him. He apologized for his antics, signed an autograph for her, and left with his new cookware. Once safely in the car, the two actors looked at each other and busted out laughing. Their cover was blown by an attentive cashier. Ren calmed himself as he prepared to go get the food. Kyoko could not stop her mirth, every few minutes she would break into a case of the giggles. She was still sporting a large grin when they arrived at grocery store.

"What should we get?" Kyoko asked as they walked into the store. She picked up a basket and looked to the tall man with her. Ren thought for a moment.

"Well, Saunders-san could have an upset stomach so we should stick to something fairly bland for her." Ren looked down at his companion, "Otherwise, whatever you feel like cooking." Kyoko nodded to him and they made the rounds of the store. Kyoko started picking things up and putting them in the basket. Ren took the basket from her when she started comparing the produce. She started to protest his help, but he refused to relinquish their growing pile. "You know what to get. I can at least carry it." Once Kyoko had enough food for the four people, Ren took it to the register and paid for it. After loading it in the car, they started back to Catherine's apartment. Ren's phone started to ring during the drive back. He pulled it out and the color drained from his face. He handed it to Kyoko to answer. She looked at the number and saw it was the president. With all that had happened they had forgotten to call him. Kyoko opened up the phone and answered it.

"Hello Takarada-san." She closed her eyes as the eccentric man fired off questions at her.

"How is Saunders-san? Is she ok? Why have you not called me? It has been several hours since you left. Why are you answering Ren's phone?" Kyoko listened to him wined down. That last question held something more than worry in it. Did she hear hope in his voice?

"I apologize for not calling you sooner. We went shopping for lunch and lost track of the time." Kyoko was not going to tell him that they had forgotten to call him. "Kat-chan has a migraine. Yashiro-san is with her now. Ren is driving us back." Lory perked up as he heard that the managers were alone together. There were possibilities there. "She did not have enough in her kitchen, so Ren has gotten her a few essential items." Kyoko still wondered how anyone could live with no pans in the kitchen. "Once we get back, I am going to make lunch for everyone. Ren made Catherine take her medication before we left, so I hope she is feeling well enough to eat."

"Very well. Please keep me informed." Lory thanked her and hung up. 'A migraine?' he thought to himself. He was not aware that she was prone to them. He would have to ask her about it when she was better.

Kyoko hung up Ren's phone and let out the breath that she had been holding. That went better then she expected. Ren parked the car and pocketed his phone. After looking at their haul, they both decided that they should not try to take it up all at once. Ren grabbed the dishes, while Kyoko got the box with the pans in it.

The room was still dark when Kyoko opened it up. The temperature had come up, so it was less cave-like than the last time they entered. The pair walked in and stopped at the sight before them. The two managers were both sound asleep in the same place as before. Catherine was no longer buried in Yashiro's stomach. She had shifted up so she her body was lying across him and her head fell on his chest. Yashiro had his cheek resting on top of her head, his arms wrapped completely around her. Ren took the dishes into the kitchen and came back out with his phone. It took a couple of tries in the dark room, but he did finally get a good picture of the sleeping pair. With a few buttons he sent the picture off to the one person who would appreciate it the most, Lory. Kyoko blushed at the intimate scene before them. She hissed at Ren as he was taking the pictures. After he sent to pictures, he left to get the rest of the shopping. Kyoko went to cleaning the new dishes so she could start lunch.

The cell phone on the desk top buzzed as a new message arrived. Lory dropped the paperwork he had been trying to read back into its file and rubbed his eyes before retrieving the interrupting object. He really hadn't wanted to read the follow up report on the rumors. He had a team of independent detectives checking out the facts to make sure that they were correct. All leads headed back to the same source, but why would this person want to ruin Sho or Kyoko. It did not make sense. The last set of rumors had gotten Kyoko attacked. Lory paused for a second as a horrible idea crossed his mind. He scribbled new instructions for the detectives before turning his attention to the phone in his hand. Thumbing it open he clicked into the message and let out a happy noise as the picture of the cuddling managers popped up. In no time at all, Lory had transferred the picture to his computer and was happily clicking away adjusting the image. This was definitely better then dealing with depressing reports.