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[He is indeed not planning on actually going into the water... Not more than ankle or knee deep, anyway.]

What about it? It's not my prom, I'm just there to chaperone.

[As if that ever stops him from trying to steal the show...]

[So he thinks.]

Yeah, but you always want to look nice for that stuff. ["That stuff" and yeah, to be fair, Kashuu wants to look nice every day, but ~events~ are on a whole different level.] You're going to smell like sunscreen.

If you don't think I'm gonna take a two hour shower after we get back, I don't know what to tell you.

[SCRUBBIN OFF EVERYTHING and bathing in froofy shower gels until he no longer stinks like chemical coconuts.]

A-ny-way! It's cute that you're worried about how nice I'll look, but I can handle it.

There won't be enough time for that!

[How long does he think they're gonna stay out there, A MYSTERY. But he rolls his eyes as he grabs his hairbrush, haphazardly dragging it through the pompom in some semblance of "brushing".]

I'm not worried, I just don't want to deal with you having a meltdown because the water dried out your hair or something. [HE'S TRYING TO BE TSUN but nobody's fooled yams, give it up.

What he actually gives up on is his dang hair, spending about thirty whole seconds brushing it before he snags one of the 9287359275 hair ties he has and throwing it up into the usual ponytail.]

Alright, I'm done.

[Yeah the look he gives Yamato after that is one that says exactly that... How long do you think we're gonna stay out there, his judgmental eyes say, but he won't voice it at least.]

I'm not gonna actually dunk my head in the ocean, idiot.

[GOD. But he'll step over once Yamato's done with his .5 seconds of hair taming, moving to stand in front of him. He brushes his bangs one way first, and then the other.]

Hm...

[Squinting in a highly scrutinizing manner... THIS ISN'T ROCKET SCIENCE KASHUU.]

[Three hours. Three months. Forever.

--But yeah seriously, what the heck?? If Kashuu wasn't holding the pin he probably would've forgotten about it already, good job Yamato... here he is, though, bouncing on the balls of his feet and waiting impatiently.]

Come on, I want to get there before next year!

[YOU PROMISED HIM BEACH TIME KASHUU, now that he's more-or-less awake, he's Ready 2 Rumble.]

I wanna make it look good, so don't rush me!

[HE SAYS and then reaches forward to slide the clip into place and-- promptly pauses for a second, looks vaguely surprised out of nowhere, and nearly drops it instead.

It's probably as good as sign as any that he just had a fun and fancy memory regain!! Which was just basically the same clip-gifting scene Yamato had described from earlier, though from his own point of view.

Welp.

...At least it wasn't anything traumatic, he thinks, and promptly also thinks why is this the life I'm living where I measure weird memory blips by how much blood they involve. In any case, he moves on pretty quickly to finish securing it.]

—There.

Edited 2017-05-24 07:06 (UTC)

[WHY DOES HIS HAIR NEED TO LOOK GOOD AT THE BEACH--

--but Yamato's spared from having to complain about the clip ~~that he kinda asked Kashuu to put in his hair in the first place, okay yams~~ by that look on his face, one that shuts him up immediately. Even Yamato isn't so oblivious that he'd miss that expression, and he knows all too well what it means by now. So even as Kashuu shakes it off and puts the pin in his hair, he stares with a furrowed brow and worried eyes.]

Kiyomitsu? Is everything okay? ["What did you see?" he doesn't ask, if only because he knows there's a 50/50 chance Kashuu won't want to tell him, and he doesn't want to ruin their day with tension already.]

[Ah, he made Yamato worried... He needs to work on his memory regain pokerface, which is sometimes Great and sometimes Too Transparent.

In any case, apparently today is the benevolent side of the 50% chance.]

Yeah, I'm fine. [He pats Yamato's hair smooth as a final check for stray hairs sticking out and a mild apology for being worrisome at the same time.] I just remembered giving you this thing before, is all.

[YOU'LL NEVER FOOL HIM, KASHUU!!! But that's definitely a mild memory--a pleasant one, even, and Yamato relaxes with a smile, tilting his head like he's trying to see the clip.]

So it's not too cute for me after all, huh? [Which is basically asking Kashuu to go "ON SECOND THOUGHT YEAH" and yank it out, but it's too early to be a punk, so he's giving Kashuu the benefit of the doubt.]

I'm glad you remembered. [Even now, Yamato rarely refers to these visions as memories, still not entirely convinced that that's what they've got to be--for this kind of thing, though, he'll accept it.] All this stuff, it's not so scary if it means you've always been there too, you know?

[FOREVER EMBARRASSING-- and Yamato's regain pokerface is better than Kashuu's, apparently, since there's nothing to give away the way he'd felt, waiting for Kashuu for so, so long, trapped and forgotten and completely alone until he'd figured out on his own that Kashuu wasn't coming back. All that shows on his face is a content little smile, because if Yamato's good at anything, it's fixating--on the good as well as the bad.]

Nope, it's definitely still too cute for you.

[But he doesn't yank it out because it really is too early to be a punk.

It's not too early to be a tsuntsun though WHICH IS WHAT NATURALLY FOLLOWS BECAUSE HE CAN'T! HANDLE YAMATO!!]

How can you say things like that with such a straight face? It's like a super power or something.

[RUDE.

Yamato would honestly argue about it just for the sake arguing, because we all know he doesn't care about this stuff that much, but he's too distracted by Kashuu's dumb tsun face to bother. He can't help but laugh, poking Kashuu in the cheek.]

It's just true! And it's not often I get to see you blush.

[YOUR EMBARRASSMENT GIVES HIM LIFE KASHUU

But that's enough of that, because apparently Kashuu's tsuntsun charged up his inner battery, so now that his hair's fixed, he grabs Kashuu's arm and tugs him out of the room.]

Come on, let's get going already!

[WHAT A PUNK!! Kashuu reaches out to slappyhands his hand away, but lets himself be tugged out of the room anyway. An energetic Yamato is a cute Yamato... sometimes. Sometimes it just makes him want to die.]

Try being this energetic when you first wake up, why don't you? Save me the trouble of having to deal with you when you're half asleep.

[HUFFS AND PUFFS and grabs the beach bag he'd set up earlier with everything they both need that Yamato would probably foolishly forget if left to his own devices.]

[Yeah yeah TSUN HARDER, KASHUU, YOU'RE NOT FOOLING ANYBODY.

Luckily Yamato's either too oblivious to tease, or he just doesn't care about Kashuu sad attempts at tsunning, because he's quick to slip into his shoes and bounce impatiently on the balls of his feet. Will he let go once they're outside or will he just keep on dragging Kashuu around like this until they get to the beach, only time will tell...]

Don't wake me up so early all the time then! [He says, as if he's ever not a zombie regardless of the time of day it is.] Or we could go to the beach more often, I guess.

[Now that it's warmer... the outdoors are a pretty strong incentive for pompoms, after all.]

[Does it count if he successfully fools himself!!]

You'd get tired of going to the beach if we went more often.

[Maybe he's thinking of himself, though. ANYWAY after adjusting the bag and making sure to lock the door behind him, AWAY HE GOES... He doesn't bother trying to shake free of Yamato's grasp if he's still clinging, so if he doesn't let go, apparently they're just walking to the beach this way.]

[NO.]

I would not.

[Yes he would, Yamato is a lying liar who lies, but it's fine.

And if being a barnacle is also fine, then yep, they sure are heading to the beach just like this. Yamato generally isn't a tactile person, but there are a select few people that he turns to when clingy tendencies emerge. Kashuu is the lucky winner of the brunt of his physical attention, so here they are...

The trip all the way through Tisse might be a long one to other people, but Yamato visits home fairly often, so it's easy to navigate the shortcuts and side streets he's grown up with, chattering away now that he's wide awake. Once they're close enough to hear the calling of sea birds, he slows a little, glancing at Kashuu.]

Do you want to stop by mom's for anything first? She probably has snacks or something.

[He sure didn't look through the bag before they left, Kashuu could have a severed foot in there for all he knows.]

[Just ROLLING HIS EYES because he knows he's right...

But AWAY THEY GO ON AN AMIABLE WALK. He gives Yamato a look when he poses that question, raising the bag up a little.]

We don't need snacks, I brought some along with us. I brought water and sunscreen, too.

[Good thing Kashuu is prepared because Yamato sure isn't.]

[LOOK... look. Who needs to be prepared, it's a beach, not a deserted island!!]

Oh, that was smart. [WHY DOES HE SOUND SURPRISED.] Good, then you don't get to hide under the umbrella the whole time!

[HE SURE IS BEAMING guess what Kashuu you sure are gonna get wet now]

Um, no. The sunscreen is just for extra protection. Don't you know you can get burned in the time it takes you to walk down the street and buy a latte?

[Why does he know these things... ALSO--]

Don't sound so surprised, either!

Just walk faster!

[LOGIC.

And look!! This is an impromptu trip, okay, how was he supposed to know the level of preparation Kashuu put into it? But if Kashuu really does have everything they need, then there's no need for detours--which is good, because he's just caught a flash of blue between two buildings, so OFF THEY GO.]

Let's give it something to protect, then, come on! [YOINK]

[GOD DAMMIT YAMATO there go his flipflops, flying off into oblivion as soon as they hit the sand... Good thing preparation for prom and the early timing has made the beach pretty much deserted so he's not too worried about them getting stolen but still.]

Geez, slow down—! The ocean's not going anywhere!

[AT LEAST GIVE HIM A CHANCE TO PUT THE BAG DOWN. Fortunately at this hour, the sand isn't scorching yet, either...]

[BYE FLIP-FLOP FELICIAS!!!! It's definitely a good thing they got here relatively early, though, since Yamato definitely would've dragged him onto burning hot sand and they would've had Many Regrets.

Still, even though it's not scorching, the sun is out, so sunscreen should probably be a thing... even though it's unlikely he'll get burned, and even though he sure isn't anywhere near as paranoid as Kiyomitsu "THE SUN IS A DEADLY LAZER" Kashuu, he remembers getting scolded by his mother far too many times to skip out on that important step. So even though he wants to go diving straight into the shallow waves, he sighs dramatically, slowing down.]

Well hurry up, we're going to miss out on all the prettiest shells. [Because they'll all be taken by the children who are actually children, not 21.]

Don't worry, don't worry. We've got plenty of time. Shirt up.

[OUT THE SUNBLOCK COMES after he sets the bag down on the sand. He'll go get his boots boot shoes shoe later...

But of course even going to the beach is a struggle, and somewhere between squirting some lotion into his palm and smacking it rudely against Yamato's back, he pauses, remembering a whole assload of stupidity at once.]

[OF COURSE. But where earlier he'd been able to notice the look on Kashuu's face, this time, he freezes too. It's strange, though--aside from the memory of Kashuu fixing his hair, this is the first time anything he's seen has been, well... normal.

It's almost creepier than the monsters and blood, honestly.

Dazed, he shakes his head a little, rubbing his eyes like that'll help with anything.]

Weird...

—You, too?

[Well, that's a first. He's heard of some other people remembering things around the same time because they're having a conversation, or one person talking and triggering memories in the other, but neither of them had even been doing anything unusual.]

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