"Are you ready yet" Damon asked after knocking on her door.

"Yeah I'm here" she replied opening it. She had just finished getting ready.

"Great bring your phone to in case we get seperated or something...wait are you wearing my clothes" Damon said, narrowing his eyes when he saw what she was wearing...

"It really just makes the outfit. Come on we should be leaving"

"When did you get my shirt" Damon asked following her.

"I didn't, when leaving the hospital mason brought me one of your hoodies, he ended up putting a few of your hoodies and stuff in my wardrobe. Is that okay"

"Yes of course it's okay, let's get going"

At least he's not filling her wardrobe with his hoodies

Damon didn't voice his thoughts not wanting to come off as jealous. He wasn't the jealous type but when it came to Emilia he had always been protective of her even when she was a baby.

They arrived at the shopping centre/mall within the hour and like always Damon silently scrutinised everyone who was about.

"Ok just remember don't wander to far" he said before they entered.

"Okay" she whispered, there was lot of people and it did make her nerves words

Damon didn't really expect a reply since he knew she struggled to talk in public still. He smiled when he heard her "I'm proud of you" he said and offered her his hand. She happily took his hand and they made their way to the arcade.

"What would you like to do first" he asked after letting her look around.

"Can we play that" she said gesturing to the game where you shoot balls through a hoop"

"Of course we can"

They spent alot of time on that because Emilia was determined to score, she couldn't and gave up. Damon had a good aim and got the ball in each time.

They then moved on to loads of different games, Damon was good at most of them due to his focus and aim. He was always amused when she failed to win at most of the games. Eventually they had a break from playing games and Emilia dragged them into a photo booth.

"Let's play this" Emilia said going to the shooting game.

Damon rolled his eyes at the plastic guns in front of him.

"If we must" he said.

"Yes we must, I'm going to be blue so you have to be pink" she said purposely picking the blue gun so Damon would have the pink gun. She thought it would be amusing especially since he could be scary as hell.

Damon knew exactly what she was doing so chose not to comment on it. He picked up the pink toy gun feeling stupid. He was the Mafia boss, he had a real gun strapped near his ankle and here he was playing a game with a pink plastic gun.

"Say cheese" Emilia said, she didn't give him a chance to say anything, instead she took a picture of him holding the gun.

"Are we going to play or is this all for photos" he commented.

"No we are playing" she picked the blue gun up.

There was several different rounds and different types of shooting games. They chose the one where you had to shoot the monsters first.

Of course Damon shot most of them he didn't care much for the game as it was impossible to aim correctly but nevertheless he managed it. The only ones he didn't shoot was 4 monsters that Emilia managed to shoot.

Soon they were on the last round and it was going to quick for Emilia but Damon was still impressed that she managed to shoot two of them. Damon got the rest.

"When you say parties did you mean you hang out at the arcade playing shooting games" Emilia said when Damon finished the last room.

He looked at her in a way he would when he was analysing a person. Eventually his serious expression dropped and he laughed.

"You're adorable" he finally said.

She was half right though, Damon did see shooting his enemies as a game, he taunted them letting them try to escape before he shot them between the eyes. It was fun for him. He enjoyed seeing their hope being crushed, the life drain from their eyes.

"I'm serious, you're really good at it" she said.

"Im really not that good I just have quick reflexes" he said playing it off.

"Can I play it without you and see how far I get" she asked knowing she probably wouldn't make it past the first round.

"Sure" Damon smirked knowing she would be lucky to make it past the first round.

"First we need a selfie though, pick up the pink one" Emilia said.

Damon reluctantly picked it back up and Emilia took a picture of them both holding their plastic guns "I can't wait to show Dante, he will be so jealous" Damon glared but didn't say anything. "Just get on with the game" he eventually said and took a step back.

"Okay, watch me though"

He smiled and watched her, the monsters attacked her every time, granted she did do better, but he had set it on easy mode, she got 6 kills, 6 was needed to pass the round.

"I did it without you" she said excitedly.

"You did, well done"

She started the next round. Damon decided she would be done after this round since he definitely didn't think she would pass. She insisted on him watching and so he did.

She of course didn't pass the round.

"Better look next time" he said.

"It's the game, it's rigged. Let's go play the claw games" she said looking at the guns in hate.

"Yeah it's much more your level, but I hate to break it to you, they are rigged too" he said leading her away from the game.

"But if they are, how will I win" she said.

"Luck" he told her.

They both had a few turns and each time the claw grabbed something it would drop it.

"I don't like this game" Emilia finally said.

"Me neither, we have almost played everything, do you want to see what we can do with all the tickets we have" Damon said.

"Okay" it cheered Emilia up.

They went to the counter and eventually after much consideration Emilia chose two small soft toys. One pink and one blue.

She gave the pink one to Damon and he laughed slightly "seriously a cuddly toy" he asked and she nodded "yep aren't they cute" Damon just nodded, it was obvious he wasn't impressed but he accepted the toy.

"We should really get some lunch, it's past lunch time and you need to eat" he said looking at the time.

"Okay" she agreed.

They left and Emilia felt anxious again. The arcade had been quiet but now there was plenty more people then before walking around.

She didn't want to tell Damon and she couldn't take his hand as she was carying the toy.

Damon knew she might be feeling anxious so he put his free arm over her shoulder "we will go in there" he said directing her into the nearest cafe.

Out of the way of people, her anxiety slowly got better.

"What would you like, take a seat and I'll go up and order it"

"Maybe a sandwich" she didn't know what to choose, their was a menu hung above on the walls.

"Ok what kind of sandwich"

"Can you choose, I can't decide" she finally said.

"Ok go take a seat"

Emilia found a seat and allowed herself to calm down. There wasn't many people in here as Damon had chosen a cafe inside the mall instead of the food court. Most people ate in the food court where the fast food options were available.

"Must be boring eating alone "

She looked up and a boy who looked a little older than her was stood in front of the table.

"I'm not alone" she whispered, feeling proud of herself that she managed to talk to a complete stranger.

"Sure, my name is Aaron, what's yours"

"Sorry I don't give my name to strangers"

"But how will we become friends if I don't know your name"

"That settles it then, we can't be friends"

"Oh come on, I'm sure we can be 'friends' I don't often get rejected it makes a change"

"There is a first time for everything"

"You're right, maybe a first time you give a stranger your name. It's not like I'm some creep, we are practically the same age I bet, I'm 17"

"Emilia " she finally said not seeing the harm in giving a first name. There was plenty people called Emilia.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Emilia, I'm sure we will be friends in no time"

Damon came back at this moment. He took one look at the boy and decided he didn't like him.

"Do you know this boy" he asked his sister.

"This is Aaron" she mumbled.

"Is he a friend" he asked

"We just met"

"I see. Well they are bringing drinks over so you wait here and I'll show Aaron out" he said, his voice laced with annoyance at the last part.

He gave her no time to agree, he was off leading the boy out "hey you can't do this, I might have wanted a drink" the boy complained.

"I think you will find I can do whatever the hell I want"

"Ah so you're the controlling type, stopping her from having friends she wants. Let me guess you're the type of guy who tells her that only you can protect her, only you should be around her" the boy continued.

Damon clenched his jaw, he had to admit there was a little truth in it but it wasn't like he stopped her from having friends, he encouraged her to have friends, he did believe to some extent he was the one to protect her since no one else noticed she was drowning. If he hadn't have heard her, if he hadn't of been there...but he also knew if his family had known anyone of them would have jumped in and saved her. He wanted her to think of him as her favourite, she still did but he wanted to earn that title back but it didn't mean he stopped her from being around others.

"You seem a little desperate to be with her considering you just met" Damon said.

"And? Maybe I just don't like you. You are obviously the controlling type who doesn't let her have friends or anything like that" he practically shouted this so Emilia would hear.

And she did.

It pissed Damon of but he ignored the boy and threw him out. He then walked back into the cafe.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to talk to him" she whispered seeing how annoyed Damon looked.

"It's fine, I presume you just heard what he shouted" he said.

"Yeah"

"Well it's not true, you can befriend anyone you like, just not him okay"

"Why not" Emilia asked.

"There is something about him I don't like"

Damon didn't know what it was, he wasn't an enemy and he wasn't part of anything illegal as far as he knew but there was just something he didn't like.

Maybe it was the fact he spoke English to her straight away knowing she couldn't understand Italian.

Maybe he was just someone from school who knew she couldn't speak Italian.

"Well I did tell him we can't be friends" she admits.

"Good girl"

"You're not mad at me are you" she asked.

"No everything is fine, we are good, let's just forget about the boy though, he's gone now"

And they did to some extent.

They continued the day like nothing had happened but the boy was still at the back of their minds.

Emilia was tired by the time they started shopping.

"I can't walk no further" she said as they stood in the middle of an isle.

"Why not" Damon asked amused by her dramatics.

"My arm" she said gesturing to the cast.

"Oh do you walk on your arms now" he asked.

"Don't be mean, I suffered a traumatic injury, I can no longer walk"

"You don't need arms to walk" Damon rolled his eyes.

"But damonnnnn"

"But Emmmillliaaa" he mocked.

"Fine get in the cart, but the food is going in the cart too so don't take up the full cart.

He helped her into it and soon she was sat crossed legs in the cart.

Damon rolled his eyes at her childish antics.

Together they continued shopping, Damon getting what was needed and handing it to Emilia who placed it at the side of her.

"Can we go faster" she asked

"We can't we need to look for the stuff"

"But the list is...." She never got to say complete because Damon had pushed the cart down the free isle.

She pretty much screamed as the cart went speeding down the shopping isle with her inside. Damon had let it go and was stood at the other end laughing.

"Damon that wasn't funny" she said glaring at him.

"I'm sorry darling but it truly was" he said smiling as he walked down to where the cart had stopped.

"You two stop playing around, this is a store, people are trying to ship" a worker said rushing up to them.

"my bad, my sister believes she can no longer walk because of her broken arm" Damon said.

The worker suddenly realised who Damon was and nodded "oh it's quite alright, no harm was done, I'll let you continue" the worker thrn dissapeared.

"Right out you get now we need to go pay" he told Emilia.

Emilia nodded and tried to get out but getting out was a struggle with one arm.

Damon saw this and was trying not to show he was amused. He eventually rolled his eyes "stand still" he said.

She did as he said and he quickly lifted her and placed her back down outside the shopping cart.

"Couldn't you have done that in the first place"

"It was fun watching you struggle" he stated and continued to push the cart.

They thrn went to the self check out but after scanning a few items the machine spoke

Unexpected item in the bagging area

Damon redid it and it kept repeating itself.

Then it flashed red

Please wait for assistance to come

"I don't need bloody assistance" he muttered.

A worker came and sorted it.

He repeated it and again the machine played up.

"Stupid machine" he glared, it was so tempting for him to get his gun and shoot the machine.

"Let me try" Emilia said.

The machine wouldn't let her either.

"That's it, I'm going to destroy this thing" he said kicking it.

"Damon no" Emilia said but laughed.

"Bloody thing won't work" he muttered.

The assistant came over for a fourth time and helped them move to another check out.

After the shopping was done they went home. Damon was unpacking the shopping and Emilia was sat on a stool drinking orange juice.

"Damon" she said getting his attention.

"Yes" he asked giving her his full attention.

"I had alot of fun today, thank you"

"You are welcome, I did too"

"Can we talk about that boy" she dared ask.

Damons calm expression turned into a deadly one "what about him" he forced out.

"I don't know, why did he even want to be friends with me"

Damon sighed, he wasn't going to have this conversation with her "I guess he thought you needed a friend. You know Emilia I don't mind you having guy friends, have as many as you want but please just not him"

"Okay, can we watch tv after this" she said and just like that the dark mood was dropped.

"Of course but I'll also need to do a bit of work on my laptop if that's okay"

"Yeah as long as I get snacks"

"Deal"