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"Hayate!! Wait, why're we-" Hiro scoffed, groaning as soon as he realized that the silver haired youth had either blown him off completely, or had simply not heard him. "God damn it all, why in the world would he bring me to a freakin beach? I hate the ocean!" Following behind Hayate, he found himself looking around as he eyed the other beach goers. 'Great. There's a mix of greater and lesser nekos. Why on earth would he bring me to this kind of beach?' "Hey! What for me, doofus!" Hiro shouted.

By the time Hiro found Hayate, the latter was already decked out in a dark blue aquatic suit complete with racing stripes along the sleeves and legs. Hayate was standing in front of the changing tent, carrying another water suit. "Hiro! About time you got here, what took you so long?" He meeped as Hiro grabbed him by the scruff of his top, furious.

"Hayate…I understand that you have no fear regarding our feline counterparts, but need I remind you that to them you and I are little more then another tasty morsel?? Even our tentative friendship with Kri doesn't stop her from devouring you or me at a moment's notice!"

"…And?" Hayate wondered, waiting for the rest of Hiro's rant. 'He's mad again.'

"What do you mean by 'and'! If you know what we are to them, why do you drag me to a beach that's full to the brim with them! Damn it, can't we go someplace normal for once, you know, where humans are supposed to go? Like an arcade, or the mall, where nekos aren't crawling all over the place?"

"What's the point of going to a place like that?"

"So we don't have to worry about becoming a meal on some neko's menu! I mean, even the human sized nekos can eat us whole! We should get out of here on our own two feet, not inside some catgirl!"

"U-Ugh…fine, I see the point in your argument…" Hayate frowned, looking none too pleased, but he didn't dwell on it. "Just, give me a minute to change back into my normal outfit, alright?"

"Hayate! Will you jus-Wait, you're actually giving in for once?" Hiro stared in blank surprise as Hayate reappeared from the changing tent, shrugging. "Are you sure you're feeling ok?"

"Hey, I'm just not in the mood to argue. You want to go to a human-type place, then fine, that's where we'll go. I doubt anyone'll notice, anyway."

"This is just too weird…" Hiro muttered, matching his pace to Hayate's own as they started to leave. "This just isn't like you, you kitty lover."

"Hiro…why are you so hesitant to join me…?" The voice of a certain neko echoed, far over their heads. Both humans froze in their tracks, glancing up over head at a pink furred neko who looked rather annoyed at the moment.

"It's not you I'm hesitant to join! I just don't want to go to the beach!" Hiro stammered, glancing to Hayate for help; Help which was apparently not forthcoming, as he was currently engrossed in eyeing a nearby butterfly as it flapped and fluttered in the sea breeze. "It's not the right weather for humans like me to be at the beach!"

"But it's a balmy 65 F. Perfect swimming weather!" Kri countered, crossing her arms.

"Perfect for a neko maybe, with your fur. But Hayate and I'll just freeze!" He once again glanced to Hayate for assistance, only for the latter to be eyeing a pair of looming catgirls nervously. "R-Right, Hayate?"

"The kid has a point, Kri. We aren't made for swimming in this weather," Hayate sighed, catching Hiro's gun arm in a vice-like grip as he stalked away. Kri watched after them in annoyance, crossing her arms as she observed the pair.

"Hayate didn't bother looking at me, and Hiro was too nervous to look…The only point for a human to be at a beach would be to act as a meal, so what were they doing here?"

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"Hey, Hayate! You cut it seriously close there! Why weren't you saying anything? We might've been eaten by that cat!" Hiro shouted in his counterpart's ear as he was dragged from street to cluttered alleyway back to street. "Kri's gonna be pissed later. Especially with you. You know that."

"Eh, then I'll probably be eaten by her. No big. On a more important note, did you see those two babes that were eyeing us back there? The ones with silvery fur." Hayate kept yanking on Hiro's arm as they exited from yet another alley way, coming out in front of a relatively large building. It loomed over them, bright golden letters stamped above the neko high entrance way, marking the building as the Syren Island public library. "They looked familiar for some reason. On another note, we're stopping here because there's a couple of books that I need to buy."

"Shouldn't you be going to the book store for that, not a library?" Hiro commented dryly, following as Hayate entered the huge building. Within, several nekos walked the halls, looking at books as large as a human's house. There was a smaller section for the humans as well, which is where Hayate's, and thusly Hiro's, footsteps were turned. Hiro held back, watching over his shoulder attentively as Hayate approached the clerk, a woman in her early twenties with raven black hair.

"Jior, hello! Ya got in that new shipment of books for me yet?" Hayate smiled benignly as the clerk giggled, pushing her small spectacles back up on her nose as she turned towards a stack of books in the back, looking at their titles.

"Yes, I do believe they just came in five minutes ago! Again with the impeccable timing, Hayate-kun! You wanted those three books, right?" Jior asked in confirmation, carrying back three leather bound volumes. "Are you interested in this kind of thing? You never struck me as being the kind of guy that'd-."

"It's 2,250 Col, right?" Hayate interrupted, pulling out a few bills from his wallet. Jior nodded in affirmation once again, handing Hayate his change before bagging the items.

"Thank you! Please come again, Hayate-kun!"

Hiro's interest piqued, he glanced at the books Hayate had just bought, but they had been stored with their spine side down. "You a book reader? That's odd. Between all the fights for justice, avoiding becoming Kri's meal, and school, I never thought you even had the time to read."

"Leo___do Da Vinci had the exact same hours as I did, and he managed to pull off some pretty amazing inventions. If he can do that while painting, sculpting, designing, flirting, and chopping off his own ear, then I can spare some time to read through some books." Hayate defensively gripped the books tighter, looking from side to side in suspicion as he listened attentively. Hiro watched in curiosity for several seconds, hand slowly slipping towards his holster as he watched the surroundings.

'Is he hearing something I'm not?' Hiro figured that Hayate probably was because he had that kind of expression.

Hayate took off, Hiro struggling to keep up as Hayate rounded a corner. It was all Hiro could do to keep Hayate in his sights, the latter running down alleyways, over trash cans, sidestepping pedestrians like they weren't even there, even running through a girls locker room, while the entire swim team was taking a shower no less. They didn't notice Hayate's silent, graceful passage, but Hiro's clamorous plodding alerted them, prompting a veritable shower of abuse from the nekos. Had Hiro not been quick on his feet, he surely would've been crushed then and there, but he still managed to pass relatively unscathed.

By the time Hiro'd escaped, carrying the books Hayate had thoughtlessly dropped, Hayate was long out of sight, and Hiro couldn't even hear a sound.

"Damn it, where the hell did he-" He started, slinging the books over his shoulder in irritation, just in time for a high schooler to be thrown out of yet another alley, smashing headfirst into a wall.

"Hey, kid, sorry, but do you mind training a bit more before you try beating someone up?" Hayate muttered. With a shake of his head he turned, helping up a beaten, sniffling girl. "Are you ok miss? I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner."

"I-It's ok…He just…he just…!" She covered her face with her hands, sobbing. "He just came out of nowhere! There was nothing I could do!" Hayate knelt next to the girl, patting her shoulder as the hooligan stood up, grabbing a nearby rusty pipe.

"Shut up, you filthy whore! Don't try to act so high and mighty when you do what you d-" He stopped in midsentence, a loud thud resounding. Hiro stood behind him, sheathing the gun as the boy dropped the bat, falling to the floor senseless.

"You might want to be a bit more careful with your books." Hiro commented, as naturally as if he'd found a 100 Col coin. "If you just drop them, someone's probably going to steal them. Why am I always involved in trouble whenever I'm around you? Can't you spend one day, you know, normally? Without any fights, or justice?"

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"Hayate!! Wait, why're we-" Hiro scoffed, groaning as soon as he realized that the silver haired youth had either blown him off completely, or had simply not heard him. "God damn it all, why in the world would he bring me to a freakin beach? I hate the ocean!" Following behind Hayate, he found himself looking around as he eyed the other beach goers. 'Great. There's a mix of greater and lesser nekos. Why on earth would he bring me to this kind of beach?' "Hey! What for me, doofus!" Hiro shouted.

By the time Hiro found Hayate, the latter was already decked out in a dark blue aquatic suit complete with racing stripes along the sleeves and legs. Hayate was standing in front of the changing tent, carrying another water suit. "Hiro! About time you got here, what took you so long?" He meeped as Hiro grabbed him by the scruff of his top, furious.

"Hayate…I understand that you have no fear regarding our feline counterparts, but need I remind you that to them you and I are little more then another tasty morsel?? Even our tentative friendship with Kri doesn't stop her from devouring you or me at a moment's notice!"

"…And?" Hayate wondered, waiting for the rest of Hiro's rant. 'He's mad again.'

"What do you mean by 'and'! If you know what we are to them, why do you drag me to a beach that's full to the brim with them! Damn it, can't we go someplace normal for once, you know, where humans are supposed to go? Like an arcade, or the mall, where nekos aren't crawling all over the place?"

"What's the point of going to a place like that?"

"So we don't have to worry about becoming a meal on some neko's menu! I mean, even the human sized nekos can eat us whole! We should get out of here on our own two feet, not inside some catgirl!"

"U-Ugh…fine, I see the point in your argument…" Hayate frowned, looking none too pleased, but he didn't dwell on it. "Just, give me a minute to change back into my normal outfit, alright?"

"Hayate! Will you jus-Wait, you're actually giving in for once?" Hiro stared in blank surprise as Hayate reappeared from the changing tent, shrugging. "Are you sure you're feeling ok?"

"Hey, I'm just not in the mood to argue. You want to go to a human-type place, then fine, that's where we'll go. I doubt anyone'll notice, anyway."

"This is just too weird…" Hiro muttered, matching his pace to Hayate's own as they started to leave. "This just isn't like you, you kitty lover."

"Hiro…why are you so hesitant to join me…?" The voice of a certain neko echoed, far over their heads. Both humans froze in their tracks, glancing up over head at a pink furred neko who looked rather annoyed at the moment.

"It's not you I'm hesitant to join! I just don't want to go to the beach!" Hiro stammered, glancing to Hayate for help; Help which was apparently not forthcoming, as he was currently engrossed in eyeing a nearby butterfly as it flapped and fluttered in the sea breeze. "It's not the right weather for humans like me to be at the beach!"

"But it's a balmy 65 F. Perfect swimming weather!" Kri countered, crossing her arms.

"Perfect for a neko maybe, with your fur. But Hayate and I'll just freeze!" He once again glanced to Hayate for assistance, only for the latter to be eyeing a pair of looming catgirls nervously. "R-Right, Hayate?"

"The kid has a point, Kri. We aren't made for swimming in this weather," Hayate sighed, catching Hiro's gun arm in a vice-like grip as he stalked away. Kri watched after them in annoyance, crossing her arms as she observed the pair.

"Hayate didn't bother looking at me, and Hiro was too nervous to look…The only point for a human to be at a beach would be to act as a meal, so what were they doing here?"

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"Hey, Hayate! You cut it seriously close there! Why weren't you saying anything? We might've been eaten by that cat!" Hiro shouted in his counterpart's ear as he was dragged from street to cluttered alleyway back to street. "Kri's gonna be pissed later. Especially with you. You know that."

"Eh, then I'll probably be eaten by her. No big. On a more important note, did you see those two babes that were eyeing us back there? The ones with silvery fur." Hayate kept yanking on Hiro's arm as they exited from yet another alley way, coming out in front of a relatively large building. It loomed over them, bright golden letters stamped above the neko high entrance way, marking the building as the Syren Island public library. "They looked familiar for some reason. On another note, we're stopping here because there's a couple of books that I need to buy."

"Shouldn't you be going to the book store for that, not a library?" Hiro commented dryly, following as Hayate entered the huge building. Within, several nekos walked the halls, looking at books as large as a human's house. There was a smaller section for the humans as well, which is where Hayate's, and thusly Hiro's, footsteps were turned. Hiro held back, watching over his shoulder attentively as Hayate approached the clerk, a woman in her early twenties with raven black hair.

"Jior, hello! Ya got in that new shipment of books for me yet?" Hayate smiled benignly as the clerk giggled, pushing her small spectacles back up on her nose as she turned towards a stack of books in the back, looking at their titles.

"Yes, I do believe they just came in five minutes ago! Again with the impeccable timing, Hayate-kun! You wanted those three books, right?" Jior asked in confirmation, carrying back three leather bound volumes. "Are you interested in this kind of thing? You never struck me as being the kind of guy that'd-."

"It's 2,250 Col, right?" Hayate interrupted, pulling out a few bills from his wallet. Jior nodded in affirmation once again, handing Hayate his change before bagging the items.

"Thank you! Please come again, Hayate-kun!"

Hiro's interest piqued, he glanced at the books Hayate had just bought, but they had been stored with their spine side down. "You a book reader? That's odd. Between all the fights for justice, avoiding becoming Kri's meal, and school, I never thought you even had the time to read."

"Leo___do Da Vinci had the exact same hours as I did, and he managed to pull off some pretty amazing inventions. If he can do that while painting, sculpting, designing, flirting, and chopping off his own ear, then I can spare some time to read through some books." Hayate defensively gripped the books tighter, looking from side to side in suspicion as he listened attentively. Hiro watched in curiosity for several seconds, hand slowly slipping towards his holster as he watched the surroundings.

'Is he hearing something I'm not?' Hiro figured that Hayate probably was because he had that kind of expression.

Hayate took off, Hiro struggling to keep up as Hayate rounded a corner. It was all Hiro could do to keep Hayate in his sights, the latter running down alleyways, over trash cans, sidestepping pedestrians like they weren't even there, even running through a girls locker room, while the entire swim team was taking a shower no less. They didn't notice Hayate's silent, graceful passage, but Hiro's clamorous plodding alerted them, prompting a veritable shower of abuse from the nekos. Had Hiro not been quick on his feet, he surely would've been crushed then and there, but he still managed to pass relatively unscathed.

By the time Hiro'd escaped, carrying the books Hayate had thoughtlessly dropped, Hayate was long out of sight, and Hiro couldn't even hear a sound.

"Damn it, where the hell did he-" He started, slinging the books over his shoulder in irritation, just in time for a high schooler to be thrown out of yet another alley, smashing headfirst into a wall.

"Hey, kid, sorry, but do you mind training a bit more before you try beating someone up?" Hayate muttered. With a shake of his head he turned, helping up a beaten, sniffling girl. "Are you ok miss? I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner."

"I-It's ok…He just…he just…!" She covered her face with her hands, sobbing. "He just came out of nowhere! There was nothing I could do!" Hayate knelt next to the girl, patting her shoulder as the hooligan stood up, grabbing a nearby rusty pipe.

"Shut up, you filthy whore! Don't try to act so high and mighty when you do what you d-" He stopped in midsentence, a loud thud resounding. Hiro stood behind him, sheathing the gun as the boy dropped the bat, falling to the floor senseless.

"You might want to be a bit more careful with your books." Hiro commented, as naturally as if he'd found a 100 Col coin. "If you just drop them, someone's probably going to steal them. Why am I always involved in trouble whenever I'm around you? Can't you spend one day, you know, normally? Without any fights, or justice?"