Chapter Three
They came upon a mall, rather close to the park where they began, and found a clothing store instantly.
"Here try this on." She handed him an outfit over the dressing room door.
"How about this?" Dilandau asked coming out to model his latest outfit, which was the twentieth one to be exact.
Hitomi snapped awake in the chair she had found, two hours earlier. She wiped the drool out of the corner of her mouth and looked up.
"Oh..." She gaped at Dilandau. "Wow...." She said looking him up and down. He was wearing a crimson silk long-sleeved button-up shirt with a black jacket and black pants completed with his own black boots.
"What?!" He narrowed his eyes.
"You look-"
"Hott? Your guy ain't hott. Now that is hott." A teenager said to her girl friend as they walked by, a stack of outfits in each arm.
"Really?" Dilandau looked himself over in the ceiling length mirror.
Hitomi blushed while nodding.
"Hmm," he continued to admire himself.
Oh great, Hitomi thought, Now he's going to be more full of himself than he was before.
She sighed hanging her head before looking him over again...Something was there that shouldn't be......
"Give me that!" She cried and yanked off his tiara.
"Hey! I need that!" He tried to snatch it from her but she dodged his hand ducking low and using the chair as refuge.
"You look cute, but-" feminine. She thought, but didn't dare say as she stood up right again.
"You can put it in your pocket." She said compromising and handing it back.
He grumbled incoherently as he did so.
"Let's pay and find a place to spend the night." Hitomi said, a yawn followed her speech.