He decided against going out after breakfast for any reason. And instead stayed in his study long after he had locked himself in it and tried to get some work done.

Tried was of course the operative word here.

He maybe done some work, for about thirty minutes. After that he got distracted by some women's clothing adds that popped up on his computer, and decided to go ahead and do some shopping for Lisa online to compensate for the crap that her clothing shopper had bought.

It was a little bit of a challenge to replace the gaudy and tasteless clothing that he'd been brought. Especially while nursing a bad hangover. But he inevitably managed to complete his task. After which he decided to get her some other things too. Hygiene products, perfumes, make-up, disposable razors, sweet and floral smelling lotions...

It only took him three and a half fucking hours.

And as it turned out, shopping for women's clothing was a trial. Like hands down, a huge goddamned pain in the ass.

Especially since some of the normally well liked colors and styles that he tended to favor had suddenly turned into utter eye sores that upon just looking at- had reduced him to vomiting in the small waste basket next to his desk.

Who knew that red and purple could reduce a man like him to vomiting and tears?

He certainly hadn't. But he definitely knew now. He also knew that he was never ever going to do anymore online shopping for women's clothing again. Especially while hungover.

For fuck's sake, he didn't even know if he got any of the clothing sizes right! He could only pray that he did otherwise he'd have to online shop some more for the right sizes.

Still, the moment that he finished placing his order's he mentally rejoiced in a job semi-well done and gave himself a pat on the back before he shut down his computer. And then moved away from his desk to flop down on the lounge chair over by the window and just lay there, staring up at the ceiling until his headache eased up some.

It was several hours later, well after mid morning before he finally managed to drag himself up off of the lounge chair and go check on his darling. He didn't know if she was an early riser or not and he knew that he really shouldn't leave her to her own vices for too long. There was no telling what she could get herself into.

Plus he needed to make sure that she'd eaten something and was generally, overall, okay. Well, as okay as someone in her present situation could be anyways.

After checking the time on his watch, and noting that the new clothing should have been delivered by now- he left his office to go and check for the package, and upon finding it, grabbed it up and then headed straight for his bedroom to deliver it.

Lisa hadn't woken up until well after nine.

After which she had sat up, noted that she was not home, and had to force herself to breathe- not go into further hysterics like some damned ninny- through the horrible sinking realization that she was probably never going to be free again. And just sat there trying to think of what she could do to get herself out of this mess.

But temporarily gave up after about an hour or so when she continued to come up with nothing. Nothing daring would help her here. Not when she was surrounded by people with dangerous quirks and no compunction whatsoever about killing her.

Huffing softly, she climbed out of the bed and went to use the bathroom since her bladder was starting to hurt. After which, she'd found a spare toothbrush lying next to the sink and quietly brushed her teeth. After that, she stepped back into the bedroom and wondered what she was supposed to do with herself.

She was sort of itching to explore. But not if All Might would hurt her for snooping.

Though it wouldn't have killed the man to let her have some clean clothing, would it? To be honest, she was kind of dying for a bath. Her current outfit was blood and dirt stained and wasn't the least bit comfortable to her at the moment. In fact her skin was starting to feel a little bit itchy in some places.

Moving over to the window on the far side of the room, she took a moment to glance through the curtain. She didn't know what she was expecting to see. After all, All Might was a notorious criminal and crime lord. He wouldn't have an open yard without a wall or anything.

So she wasn't sure why she was so disappointed to see not only a large thirteen foot solid stone wall running along the perimeter of the yard, but four large guard dogs as well.

Dropping the curtain back into place, she lifted a hand to rub at her forehead when she heard someone clear their throat behind her. Turning quickly at the sound, she glared at her kidnapper as she caught him standing just inside of the bedroom door.

"Morning," He greeted her in a soft tone. She thinned her lips as he went on to say in an awkward manner. "I got you some clothing and stuff for you to use while you stay here. Nothing fancy. Mostly just some comfortable shirts, jeans, panties, bras, socks, and some nightwear and a few other odds and ends. Hygiene stuff mostly. Soap, lotion, deodorant, some disposable razors, several types of floral scented shampoo and conditioner, make-up, perfumes-"

She narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion and he simply stopped talking and motioned with his head a little bit as he then said, "I'll just...set this down over here so you can go through it when you feel up to it. If I missed or forgot anything, please let me know so that I can rectify the problem."

"You're weirdly formal for a crime lord." The words were out before she could stop them since she hadn't really been paying attention to the fact that she was speaking. Mostly she was just thinking aloud. She didn't actually expect her casual observation to make him blush.

Much less drop the box that he'd brought with him, on his foot.

He yelped as soon as it hit his foot and started to jump around in place muttering a string of oaths for several moments. Eliciting a funny little giggle from her at the weird sight.

All Might- the man who could bring heroes to their knees with so very little effort, was hopping around and cussing just like any other person whom had hurt their foot. It was too much for her mind to take at the moment.

So she laughed.

She couldn't help herself. He just looked so damned ridiculous.

It was a far cry from the man that she had witnessed attacking the USJ and terrified her witless just yesterday. Or even last night. Right now...he looked just like any other normal person. It was easily the most mind boggling thing that she'd ever witnessed before in her life.

He stopped hopping around and put his foot back down as he muttered, "Hate when that happens." before then turning his attention back to her, uncertain about what to say or do.

She'd laughed. Sure she'd laughed at him and his little accident, but still...it was the first time that he'd ever seen anything beyond mind numbing terror from her. And she had such a beautiful laugh too. The sound was akin to the silvery tinkling of bells.

It made his heart beat just a little bit faster in excitement and a pleased, yet bashful smile tug at his lips. And for a moment...he could almost imagine that she was there of her own free will.

But only for a moment before he recalled his reasons for being there and asked, "Have you eaten anything yet?" It was a stupid question, especially since he had yet to assign anyone to care for her in his absence. But he still felt the need to ask anyways. If only to be polite.

"No, I haven't eaten anything."

"Then...I'll just...go fix you something while you check out your new stuff." He said awkwardly as he gave her a small, shy smile and then quickly left the room.