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xxxxxWas it a stroke of luck or tragic fate that they would come to a village that oddly resembled Hidden Twilight; aside from the fact that they weren't unable to enter the village, the fact that it was night time during the day was similar. It didn't matter how remotely similar the village seemed. After all, Akou couldn't really see anyway. The cost of gouging out ones own eyes in order to use the cursed eyes Agamoto and Virus. Akou shifts some hair out of his face as a low purring is heard from behind him. "Do you have to do that? You're a human, not a cat, so act like one."

xxxxx"So says the little boy pretending to be a man," Hayai retorts a bit angry. Akou turns about to face her, a cloak wrapped about him carrying the SCM symbol that no longer existed flapping as he does, and frowns. The half naked woman, wearing little butt a silver handkerchief to bind her breasts and a pair of pants too big for her, sneers at him but says nothing more. She prances ahead of him a bit before beginning to rustle with her trousers. "I hate clothes... so confining, can't I take them off? Kan's not here to force me to wear them anyway. He left me to go tend to things in Passion." She muttered the last sentence. Akou doesn't respond and start off in another direction in the minuscule town square. Her light green eyes glower at the red head as she sifts a hand through her flowing silver hair. The two continue on silently; not including the sound of the jingling bell around Hayai's neck or the clunking of her thigh high boots against the pavement.

xxxxxAs Akou continues to walk, he raises a hand up to his face and waves it back and forth. "Tsk," is all that escapes his lips as he lowers his hand. Just when Hayai prepares to make a witty remark she stops walking. She raises her head into the air and listens. She looks to Akou and sniffs the air and then turns in a different direction. "What is it now?" Aou asks in a sigh turning in the same direction as Hayai. His eyes peer about, however futile, and then fall on Hayai. She giggles and takes off in the direction of the female who called out to Akou. Even though Akou could easily hear the outcry, he was deep in thought at that moment and hadn't heard it. Regardless, he takes off after the busty woman.

xxxxxUpon drawing near enough to the source of the smell and voice, Hayai flickers up into a tree and perches herself there. She gazes down at Akou who slowly walks to where she had been and continues forward. She almost giggled but resisting, curious as to how Akou would respond once getting into close range with the person who called his name.

xxxxxHayai watches Akou stop, start walking again, and then stop again. She cpvers her mouth with her hands before a female reclaims her attention. Her eyes truly resembled those of a cats as she gazed down from the trees right at Yuriko. Of course, unlike a normal human, her eyesight was fairly good in the dark. There were others that could see better than she but the majority couldn't see their hand in front of their faces in the dark. Still keeping her senses open to Akou, Hayai reaches into her cleavage and rustles around before tugging out a kunai. She glides her tongue along the sharp edges, a cut developing on her tongue, before twirling it. Who was this female to ask of her who she was? No one tells Hayai what to do... or so she still continues to naively believe.

She flings the kunai down towards Yuriko but does not strike her. Instead the kunai slices through the bandages she'd attempting to wrap about her arm. "Why does your face seem familiar?" Hayai makes sure to emphasize her words and use her seductive voice as she often did with strangers. This time, however, she wasn't aiming to lure Yuriko in with her charm and then kill her like the others since she recognized her. Akou finally makes his way over and looks up at Hayai.

"Up in a tree again, baka neko?" Hayai ignores the boy and flashes down to his side. She grabs either side of his face and aims his head in Yuriko's direction. Before he can react, she whispers something in his ear. His eyes grow larger and he tries to identify Yuriko but can't. He raises a hand just as before while Hayai motions away from him and over to Yuriko. She knew she recognized her. From Akou's reactions it had to be from a memory gifted to her by another psychic.

"You'll have to excuse him," Hayai purrs, "He lacks sight." She grins at Yuriko and her arm that had yet to be bandaged up thanks to the cats actions prior.

xxxxxHayai shrugs at Yuriko's question with a light laugh. She didn't know whether or not Akou remembered her. For Hayai, remembering even the smallest of details was easy. She is a cat, of course.

xxxxx"Yuriko," Akou finally murmurs in the dark as Yuriko's hands find his chest. His face flushes red, his eyes scanning the darkness but still unable to see anything. Normally, in that little light, he could see okay. But ever since that broadcast, he couldn't see at all. But he could still read Yuriko if he tried. It wasn't a hostile act and was less of a jutsu and more of heightened awareness of an individual. He wouldn't risk it though; he might lose more than his sight just for that.

xxxxx"Now you asked me why I did what I did? Hm. I don't really know. My instincts took over and screamed, 'I don't care for her much. Kill her.'. I actually wanted to hit you with it but I kept my actions in check. I hate being scolded." Akou wasn't sure if that really was Yuriko or if Hayai was playing a prank on him since he couldn't see her. but she sounded like the same old Yuriko that he spent so much time together with. Hayai suddenly appears behind Akou and shoves him forward and into Yuriko. "You're wife's injured so do somethin about it. Geez. That's the responsibility of a husband. To patch up the tattered, poor fighting, and vaguely unattractive wife." Hayai said rather rudely with a cheery smirk. Her actions left Akou without time to even attempt to respond angrily to her words as he continued to fall into Yuriko's outstretched and open arms.

xxxxxAs time passed, Akou began to have a light blush creep across his face. With his cheeks growing more and more red at Yuriko's delicate touch. Akou kind of shrugs his shoulders, looking off in another direction bashfully. Once he hears the sound of Yuriko digging through something, he turns back around just when the match is found and lit. If time allowed, Akou would be seen standing just a bit taller than he used to be. He'd undergone a more normal growths spurt recently as opposed to when he went from a five year old to, well, self explanatory. He is wearing a black coat adorned with various golden designs and items upon it. The drawstrings for the hood, the vertical stripes on the hood and side of cloak, to the buttons lining the front of the coat are golden. Upon his feet would be simple black boots. It was about time he walked around actually wearing shoes.

xxxxxThe hood is off of his head to show his bright red, tomato colored hair. It was a little messy, as if someone had rustled his hair roughly, and went a short distance down his back. His eyes wouldn't be the same as before either. in fact, they might come off as a bit shocking. They seemed to be empty, like blind eyes. Neither eyes held the same vibrant crimson as they use to. Behind him, as Yuriko would see before Akou is shoved into her, would be Hayai. Though she was terribly under dressed, her most appealing and alluring feature was her eyes. Her almost glowing green eyes peer deeply into Yuriko's as if she were looking at them all along. A few strands of hair are hanging in Hayai's face but it wasn't hidden in the slightest. She had a strongly attractive face as many seemed to have who had ever been to Hidden Passion. Even the ugly could come out of that village looking like diamonds. Even though she had ventured there before, she wasn't unattractive to begin with.

xxxxxHayai's pink lips curl up and over her teeth as she grins, also revealing rows of glittering white teeth. Of course she had fangs longer than normal peoples fang teeth, since she is a cat. Her rosy skin, like a lightly painted porcelain doll, almost glitters in the dim light of the match. Yuriko could see the poor excuse of a handkerchief struggling to keep the woman's breasts bound and hidden. She could also see the pants that the woman wore--they fit a lot like boy pants--and the litter of weapons slung about her body. What in the world was Akou doing traveling around with a woman carrying so many dangerous weapons anyway? A black leather collar with a golden bell shifts about her neck before she actually shoves Akou into Yuriko. Once she does and the pair fall onto the ground she frowns slightly. In times like these, people always tend to fall in awkward positions.

xxxxxAkou is positioned above of Yuriko, having kept himself from falling on top of her, with either hand pressed firmly on the ground on either side of her shoulders. His knees are dug into the dirt on either side of Yuriko's hips, the cold ground being almost nonexistent. His face, mere inches from Yuriko's, is red; he could tell because he could smell her cool breath as it tickles his cheeks. As the moments pass, Akou draws closer and closer to Yuriko, his lips pursed lightly as if he were about to kiss her, even though he couldn't actually see her. Just when it would seem he would, Hayai kicks him lightly until falling over and onto his side on the ground before laughing.

"Baka neko!" Akou exclaims angrily but Hayai such grins at him in the dark. When Yuriko offers start a fire up the busty female shakes her head.

"Now why would you go and do that? Akou and I were fine in the dark. The light would make this place less comfy feeling."

"You really have no say," Akou replies quickly as Hayai plops down onto the ground. A bit upset that Akou responded to her in a way other than she wanted, she begins removing her pants to get more comfortable.

xxxxx"Fine then. Go ahead and make your stupid fire. I hope you mistake a bit of wood aflame for your girlfriends hand and burn yourself," she muttered everything after the first sentence. She was just being stubborn. Her eyes drift over to Yuriko's arm but she doesn't say anything about it. She was just curious why the female hadn't asked Akou to patch her up. Even though he couldn't it was just something she figured a lady friend would ask. Note the fact that her perception of Yuriko changes here and there. A sign that she was only toying with them as she liked to do. She finally gets the pants off to reveal her usual pair of bottoms. Given the season, Kan felt it necessary she wear actual pants and a shirt. She escaped before the shirt was forced onto her but not before the pants, tragic.

xxxxxAkou could hear Yuriko gathering wood and wanted to help but sided against it. He would just be a burden. Once the fire was made and those who needed to could see, Yuriko asks Akou something he doesn't understand. "Bandages? I have some but... Do you need them right now? Did you get hurt when Hayai pushed me onto you?" As soon as he'd said it he recalls her saying her other one got cut up. So she was using one before? Was she hurt? Who'd cut the other one, an enemy? For the last question it was Hayai but the cat would keep silent. She would more than likely get way more than just an earful about it if he knew it was her. "What do you mean? Are you hurt?" What an odd question to ask since her wound was obvious on her arm. Strange.