Moi meme moitie, Please come on by.

[Mana]

After following the inside, he headed straight towards his aristocrat section, instantly pulling out a frilled shirt along with some "trousers" to go with it. Last but not least, he pulled out a lovely coat to go with it all. Eyes glanced to the side and he shoved the clothes against Klaha, making him hold them as he went towards his shoes and looked around before snagging up a lovely pair of shoes that matched with the jacket. He turned to stare at Klaha who was still standing in the original spot before motioning with the curl of his hand. Once the other came over to him, he held up the shoes and placed them on top of the clothing the other one held, "Go try those on and I'll look for accesories." Like he said, he turned away and went towards his goods to rummage through to find something that matched.

After a decent search, he clutched a cross necklace in his hand, yet didn't find a decent ring that didn't have his store's logo on it to go along with it. Turning once again, he made his way to the dressing room, waiting for the other to come out, "I have a necklace for you when you come out."

[Satoshi]

With a heavy sigh, Satoshi set it down before crouching down in front of the mirror- what was he doing here? It was obvious he didn't understand anything about this clothing. Clutching the frills of the dress tighter about his legs he looked up into the reflection and spotted Mana standing a few feet from him.
Blinking rapidly he looked away before standing again. As he hunched over in a shy manner he shuffled back to his dressing room- trying desperatly not to offend Mana or anything for he still felt a little aqward.

[Klaha]

Klaha entered store and was immediately "lead" to a certain section of the store. He watched as Mana busied himself with gathering the necissary clothing items, just kinda observing how the other knew exactly what to pick out. Once inside the dressing room Klaha was a bit nervous about trying on the items, but he trusted Manas opinion.

Once dressed he stepped out and looked in the mirror. He paused. He looked awesome. Turning to Mana he reached for the necklase.

[Mana]

Mana turned to the other person bolting into the derssing room. He simply took hold of the younger looking man's hand and pulled him over a little, "Hey... That dress looks good on you. It's rare to see a boy in here trying one on." Mana simply took up the headdress the other held in his hand and he placed it on top of his head, "Try that." Mana turned away once he saw Klaha's curtain open and he soon felt the necklace being taken from his hand.

"O-...oh..."

He looked at Klaha carefully and simply nodded, keeping most of his surprised emotion back, "It looks like the old you." Mana guided Klaha over to the mirror and made him turn, peering around from behind the other, "What do you think? Will that do?"

[Klaha]

Klaha grinned at the others reaction. He put the necklase on and the turned a full 360 to look at the entire outfit. "I like the over all look, although the only thing I would change is the shoes. I don't really like platforms anymore.. never really did back then either."

Klaha touched his hair. " I think my infamous "Klaha poof" is coming back." He laughed, referencing how his hair had poofed through out his time with Malice Mizer. Turning slightly, he looked at Mana, "What do you think? Good?" he asked spinning again.

[Mana]

Concealed behind the sunglasses, his slender digits reached up and tugged his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose, revealing naked eyes once again, looking at the other's reflection, then pulling back to stand straight. The type of a finger pushed the glasses back up before anyone saw his bare eyes.

"Klaha, I like it because they are my clothes and I know what I'm doing."

Mana's tone sounded harsh and directed but then his hand folded and grip the elbow of his other arm as he brushed hair away from his cheek, tilting his head into his hand, "...but it looks good on you. You can chose any other shoes if you'd like." He waved his hand that rested upon his pale cheek towards the shoes, then quickly glanced over at the other customer that he helped out before, only to turn away and go rummage in the jewelry just to make sure there wasn't a ring that could match.

"You go choose what shoes you want. I won't make all the decisions for you." And with that statement, he always knew he liked to make decisions for others, but this time, he bit his tongue, knowing that Klaha could handle himself on his own. Mana continued to dig around for something and just sighed. He glanced at his own fingers, noting that he was wearing something that could go with it, but he simply curled his hands into fists and continued to bite his tongue, never wanting to share his own rings. His slipped his hand into his pocket to retrieve his cell phone and looked at the time and to see if he missed any calls.

None. Nothing new, so he returned his cell into his jacekt pocket and turned to look at Klaha once again, "Find any shoes?"

[Satoshi]

Satoshi touched the headdress, feeling a little sheepish as he did so. His mumbled responce was a little late for Mana had already moved on again. Slowly he peered around into a smaller mirrior to look himself over and tie the headress around his neck. Now he looked like a proper lolita, though he still wasn't sure he could pull it off as well as others could. With a small shuffaling motion he went around them to look near Klaha and the shoes- platforms were just fine with him, in fact the vocalist was too small without them.

[Klaha]

Klaha smirked at Manas response, he had almost forgotten about how seemingly harsh the other could be. Although Klaha wasn't taken back by the comment, he just nodded and turned to go look at the other shoes in the store.

Glancing around at the selection, occationally picking up one or two to look at them closer, he didn't see one that he really liked. Putting all his weight onto one foot and bringing a hand to his chin, he pondered as to wiether or not he needed to get shoes. Mentally going through the pairs he had at home, an image of some black dress shoescame to mind, not really platforms but they could work. Klaha looked down at the clothing, imagining the shoes he had at home on. not bad. I think they might work. He turned slightly, "No. None of these really..." he paused, not finding a way to say, 'they suck' in a nice way. "But I have a pair at home that I think would work." he said while turning to face Mana, threading his fingers together at his stomach, letting his arms rest on his hips.