Once the decision is made Kuro strikes out in the right direction and quickly hunts down what they are looking for. He makes sure to keep Aoba within arm's reach the entire time, deflecting the few sets of eyes that actually seems to take an interest with sharp looks and the occasional showing of teeth. A few of the girls seem to find that last move sexy, but they take the hint and back off. [i]'It's like entering a den of coyotes. They all keep circling, wondering when the big predator is gonna step aside and give them a chance to sink their teeth in!'[/i] He huffs at this, but thankfully the moments are few and they are soon back outside and Aoba is once more directly against his side.

When Aoba speaks up about his concerns, as poorly hidden as they are, Kuro gives him a playful tug around the waist. “No. You will not age unless you really want to. Since angels naturally age slowly, you will have to consciously decide to appear older, or else have to move rather often to avoid suspicion. At least around other mortals.” He shrugs. “I guess Yahweh figures it will take several generations for you to be absolved of you guilt, and not just you, any fallen angel, that only giving you one is unfair. So yeah, your age has not been stunted. No withering for my Little Mouse.” He gives another playful tug and wanders them out of town and behind a mass of weeds before cloaking them and taking off.

The clothes bag is tucked carefully between them while the slightly clunkier sack with the patch kit is held carefully behind Aoba's back. The trip is short an uneventful and when they land Kuro can't help but roll his eyes at the exchange between the angel and the demon. As Aoba practically skips off to the house the taller demon's face falls from soft contentment into a more serious expression. Dani more senses than sees the change and whips around with a curious expression. The smaller demon slips over to his brother, his voice reverting to normal. “What's caught in your craw Little Black Cloud?”

Ignoring the nickname for now Kuro asks softly, “Was Pops upset when you left?Not over you leaving, I just mean. . . .What he upset?”

Dani rolls his shoulders, looking at the house. “This question have anything to do with.. . . . .?” Looking back to Kuro they stare at each other for a long moment. Realizing he's never going to get an answer Dani sighs and says, “Yeah, Pops was ordering some harder hits. He was focusing on the combat more than usual. Why?.”

The taller male shakes his head. “My words stand, no matter how far I go. You take care of him, or so help me, the furthest reaches of heaven will not spare you from my wrath.” Dani does not question this statement and instead follows his little brother to the house. Once inside he settles on to the couch and waits for his younger sibling to finish interacting with the angel so he can take over watch. Once Kuro locates Aoba he takes hold of the smaller male's shoulders and looks down into those sapphire gems Aoba calls eyes and smiles softly, but seriously. 

“Little Mouse, listen. I have to go for a while. It shouldn't be longer than an hour, but I'll be leaving you alone with Dani. I don't want you to act skittish around him, he hates that. Just head to the field and dig up weeds or something. I put the fear of Satan into him, and as long as you don't trip one of his land mines, everything will be fine. But even if you do, he won't lay a hand on you. Promise.” Without giving the angel a chance to respond he leans in and places a soft kiss on the boy's lips before turning and leaving, slipping out the back door. Once outside he takes off, not wanting to open a gate too close to the farm. Once far enough away, he rips open a portal in mid air and heads into hell.