☓ 7. In the streets again

 Dakota had left two hours ago with Alexy in his pursuit. She did not know why the change of it being so sudden like that behavior, but could not intrude on his intentions. After all, one way or another, all he did was try to help her get better. She sat on the bed, waiting for some sign of their return. Had showered and was staring at the window.
   Alexy was the first to arrive, jumping the bedroom window with feline grace as ever, but there was something in that movement which portrayed a touch of extreme happiness. He approached Kristie and grabbed her by the shirt bar, pulling her towards the wardrobe.
- Alexy, what are you doing? There is nothing in my wardrobe!
   The tiger gave a stubborn snarl.
- What's going on with you two today?
- Put on your best clothes, going out for a stroll in the city.
- What? Dakota, I'm not inspired me to leave the house yet.
   The demon was jumping the window when grimaced in disapproval.
- And the way you are, I'm sure you'll never get out of in this house. I give you ten minutes to get ready and not a second more.
- You expect me to go through the company with you? What will they think of me?
- This does not concern anyone. Are you going out for some fresh air even if it is like this.
   She looked down at herself. Was with a set of pants and blouse lilac pajamas made ​​of flannel and leave like that would be shameful. Knowing Dakota and his indomitable spirit, he was sure he could not win if you make a negaciação with him. On the contrary, would lose more.
   The boy left the room, pointing at the clock on her nightstand.
- Only ten minutes.
   Wasting no time, she began to scour the wardrobe quickly, looking for something that, even accounting for her grief by Aiden, could be used to exit causally by whatever where they were.
   The ten minutes passed quickly. Dakota came in, as he promised he would do and grimaced soon to see the outfit she was wearing.
- What happened?
- For you will still be shaken not force her to change, but do not want to wear clothes that they can remember mourning.
   She looked critically Dakota's attire.
- It will be difficult not remember mourning. You even seem to be ready to be placed in a coffin.
- I will not dress like a clown to get it out of your head. His duty is to see the black color as a any color. If you want to see something in black, just look elegance.
   Alexy was in the window, ready to go.
- And it will be alright if Alexy join us?
- Yes. People will not see nothing less than a black white domestic cat with us and there to worry about.

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   Kristie didn't know the streets of their own city. Been locked in your house for so long that only had vague memories of those streets. The shops she frequented most were still there, but she did not dare enter. Do not know what to say to anyone, nor how to explain the company of Dakota without others thought he was her boyfriend.
   She followed Dakota, not knowing where he was aindo. Alexy was walking in front, his catlike grace of apparent tiger. However, the people passing in the street made ​​no expression of fear or terror, was exactly like Dakota had said.
- Dakota, where exactly are we going?
- It's a surprise, I can not tell you.
- Stop it, okay? Still do not feel comfortable walking the streets as well.
- You should be - his gaze strayed to the other side of the sidewalk - have two people watching us.
   Kristie looked away immediately and saw her two best friends with expressions of astonishment. The girl held the hand of Dakota and pulled him away from there as fast as I could, feeling embarrassed to be seen in the street with another boy. She could never explain the situation convincingly.
- Be calm.
- How? When we get home I will not have peace.
- Do not think about it. Your surprise is coming.