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[THE FACE WINS EVERY TIME thanks for giving him all your chocolate and stuff all the time shoecash, you're the best.

And extremely similar situations to this have happened more than once, so Yamato just grunts in response, tossing a different T-shirt onto the bed. IT'S CLEAN AND UNWRINKLED, that + hoodie is the best Kashuu is going to get out of him unless he wants to pick out Yamato's beach outfit himself.

But even if he does, that's got to be put on pause when Yamato's fingers brush against something metallic and oddly shaped. He pauses, frowning--he may not care very much about his clothes, but he actually does a pretty good job of keeping his things organized. And since he isn't huge on cute accessories, it's pretty easy to keep all the stuff he does have contained to the bathroom, so there's no reason for any of it to have made its way into his drawer.

He never would've expected what he actually pulls out, and if he wasn't fully awake before, he is now. His eyes widen in surprise as he holds the pin up, automatically turning towards Kashuu, because, well. Where else would it have come from?]

How did you know?

[He was almost about to mosey out of the room to fetch a brush (apparently deciding that that'll be his chosen battle, rather than trying to tackle Yamato's hair) when the pin is held out. Between the time Yamato mentioned that vision and now, so many wildass things have happened that he doesn't immediately draw the connection...]

What? [How'd he know? How'd he know what?? BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY--] That's super cute... Where'd you even get that?

[And in he crowds to peer at it more closely...]

Huh? Isn't it from you?

[THIS AGAIN... except where the omamori is something vaguely generic that anybody could've guessed he'd want, this is an exact replica of what he saw in his dream. He doesn't remember describing it to Kashuu this clearly, but it's perfectly plausible that he did.]

It's just like the one you gave me in that dream I told you about, remember? [The one he mentioned right before Kashuu told him he'd had a dream about them discussing a beach trip... SUSPICIOUS?!]

Mm? [GIVE HIM A SECOND... Ah, right. Back when they were first starting to get these weird bouts of hallucinomemory things. BACK WHEN HE COULD PRETEND THINGS WERE NORMAL. Back before he was heckin' attached to his dang sword like a voodoo gremlin.]

Just like it... Are you sure? [Holding a hand out to take it so he can inspect it for himself!] I've definitely never seen this before.

[Yamato's explanation was pretty dang vague. "Pink flower"... Well, this one is pretty cute, at least.]

[Embrace your voodoo gremlin identity Kashuu... and also tell Yamato about it while you're at it please okay thanks]

I'm positive. I remember thinking you made it by hand, too. [And indeed, it has that handmade quality to it, like something you'd find in an Etsy shop rather than the discount rack at Claire's.] Are you sure you didn't get it during one of your online sale sprees?

[IT WOULDN'T BE THE FIRST TIME... #burglarmasksnever4get]

[No and no.]

Yeah, I don't remember seeing this at all. And if I did, I'd have totally just gotten it for myself.

[CUTE THINGS ARE WASTED ON YAMATO. Mostly that's just a joke though, because he's slightly discomforted by the timing of what he can only assume is another Retrospec gift.]

[Ugh!!

...But yeah okay it's true, this isn't something Yamato would even look at twice in a store. If not for all the weirdness surrounding this dang pin, he probably would've just been like "huh, how'd this get here" and thrown it away.

The joke actually works to relax him a little bit, though. Maybe it's just the lingering sense of relief at being large again that's making him mellow, but he rolls his eyes, even as he holds it out with a smile.]

Well, here. Do what you want with it, then. [Because let's be real, he's not going to put it in his own hair?? Kashuu can if he wants to, but it won't affect Yamato's life any if he decides to keep it for himself.]

[After reaching out to take it, he toys with it for a few seconds, flipping it around between his fingers and looking it over. Hm.]

...I'll use it after you fix your hair. It's too much of a mess to do anything with right now.

[MAYBE HE'D KEEP IT if it were a normal pin, but neither of them are that lucky!!]

Why me?

[Maybe because it's your own hair, yams...

But that seems to be the extent of his whining, since Yasusada "actual child" Yamato turns back to his dresser to dig out a pair of shorts. They're not actually swim trunks, but he doesn't plan on actually going swimming, so they'll do.

BETTER AVERT YOUR PURE EYES PEANUT though it's probably not surprising when he shuffles on over towards his desk to look at the computer clock, tugging his nightshirt off as he goes... what is modesty can you eat it]

It's probably going to be crowded down there... what time is it, anyway?

"Why me"? What, did you forget how to brush your own hair?

[HE SAYS as if he wouldn't brush it out for him if asked, even now...

Either way that isn't surprising at all because they're ever polar opposites, with Kashuu literally concerned Yamato will one day just go get the mail without a shirt or something while he himself still wraps his full body up in a towel when he has to go between the bathroom and his bedroom when showering. Some things never change...]

It shouldn't be that crowded... I think it's only like, 11?

[It's actually closer to 10, who even wakes up this early on the weekend.]

[Who says he doesn't get the mail without a shirt when you're not home, peanut!!

On the bright side, it's not something Yamato has ever felt the need to tease Kashuu about, so it's not a big deal on either end. He does glance at Kashuu curiously as he changes, though, figuring it's not worth tackling his hair until the easy stuff has been dealt with.]

You aren't worried about tonight? [Since it takes a thousand years to wash sand off and salt water isn't good for the hair... assuming Kashuu goes in the water, which he very well might not. Loser.]

[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.]

he feeds off his ability to make yams Tired

not unlike a vampire

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