Kuro arms freeze mid wave in his hearing and his head snaps around to stare at the wall of the barn. [i]'Tell me I did not hear that'[/i] Abandoning his post he literally hops over the four foot wall into the stall with the pigs to listen better. I low whine leaves his throat ah he does not hear Aoba reply, only more words to convince him issuing from the priest's mouth. A low growl issues from him and on instinct he charges back out of the stall and heads for the front entrance. [i]'That damnable thing. Trying to take away what is mine, I'll ring his neck! My Little Mouse can't fault me for taking one out, can he?'[/i] Thoughts of Aoba slow his storming feet until at last he half stumbles to the large barn entrance.

Leaning against the doorway, mostly out of sight, he gazes at Aoba and the Priest herding the turkeys off the truck and around the barn. [i]'He's mine, but I can't. . . I can't keep him here against his will. That would destroy what attracts me to him. It would crush that little bit of him that I want to stay as it is. . .'[/i] Father Gerard pauses, feeling those eyes on him. He turns to find the oddest sight thus far in all his time around Aoba and Kuro. The demon does not realize the faint pleading in his eyes as he stares at the priest, a small part of him begging the other not to take his precious thing away. The moment is brief, the turkeys threatening to run off in all directions as he pauses to stare at demon gazing out of the barn at him.

Turning back to the birds Father Gerard shakes his head, unable to quite believe what he had just witnessed. [i]'It was almost as if he was begging me to leave Aoba with him. To stop trying to tempt him away from this place. A fallen angel is quite the prize, but if he really wants Aoba to stay, why did he not just kill me, or at least look furious at whatever he overheard?'[/i] Gerard shakes his head again, ushering the turkeys through the gate. His eyes snap up as he notices Aoba running off and his stomach drops as he spots him running close to the other demon. [i]'How can I not try and take him from here. That one looks like it would like nothing more than to eat Aoba's flesh right off his bones, and the evil pouring from him is so potent. . .'[/i]

Once again the Father is quite confused, wondering why he is second guessing himself at all. Demons are evil, and Aoba is not. He is trying to save a lost soul, not tear someone from their loved ones. [i]'Well, I'm not entirely sure he does not love that demon, Kuro, however even if that be the case, he is a demon and God's love would quickly erase whatever fondness the angel may harbor for it'[/i] He watches the exchange between the angel and the demon on the porch, doubt once more entering his mind, however as Aoba comes over with the last stray turkey he lets out a sigh and pulls the relatively large sack of seeds in packages from where he'd hooked it on his belt earlier.

Meanwhile Kuro has set about helping the truckers unload a weeks worth of feed from the truck. While the sheep and cows can graze, the rest of the animals rely on other sources of food. Kuro absentmindedly drags barrels far too large for a 'man' his size down into the feed closet, his mind on things other than his task. The barrels are color coded for easy identification and one of the truckers hand him a piece of paper on a clipboard to keep track of which color equals what. He thanks him softly and strings the clipboard up the inside of the feed room door before closing it. [i]'If he decides to leave with the priest, I could take over the farm and visit him whenever I want. After all, no matter the distance, I can get to anywhere on earth in less time than it takes to tear the wings off a bat'[/i]

With this thought in mind he finally manages to lift his spirits. The thought of going to a church everyday sounds highly unappealing, however he would be more than willing to do so if it meant having Aoba at his side each and every day. [i]'And even after Dani leaves, which he will one day once dad sends a “rescue”, I can always snare another demon to defend things. Once no one will care much about, but still strong enough to keep things safe'[/i] He is down right smiling when he comes around the barn and into Aoba's line of sight. [i]'And this doesn't mean I can't so some things to make the priest stealing him away more difficult'[/i]

Raising a hand in greeting he glances past the bodies towards the now wandering hens, scratching at the dirt to see what's what. [i]'We should feed everyone soon. We also need to come up with a feeding schedule. I bet Dani will get a kick out of feeding them eventually'[/i] He chuckles at the image of his big brother throwing corn for the chickens before coming to a stop next to Aoba. Ruffling the back of his hair gently he fills the angel in on the status of the barn. “All the animals are in, the feed in place. It should last about a week, but before it runs out we'll need to buy more. There's one female cow ready to give birth any time, and out pig population is going to double once the piglets get a little bit bigger!” He speaks with a jovial note in his voice, his love for the little critters hard to hide around so many animals.