Yeah… I originally had a lot of crap to say, but it was longer then the freaking chapter. So to summarize:

1. I'm sorry for being late, I've just been lazy.

2. Anonymous reviews are annoying because I can't talk to you guys.

3. Get an account, it takes 5 minutes.

4. Hina No Ecchi is no longer a oneshot, but I need your guys help if you want me to write more.

5. Sorry for splitting this chapter, expect the 2nd half this week.

Chapter 4: Part time jobs are annoying; it's a lot easier to just be rich. Part 1

-Knock, knock- "Mmm..?" Hayate groaned lazily. He flipped over, onto his back, looking strait up at the ceiling. The colors were foreign to his memory. "Umm… where am I?" It took him a while to realize he was not in his room. His first though was, 'D-did those "Nice People" find me.' He looked down, his arms weren't chained up, he quickly took off his shirt looking for new scars. 'Phew I still have my organs.' –Knock, knock- He jumped out of his bed, rubbing his eyes, as he walked to the door. As he grabbed the handle all of the events that happened in the pass few hours flew into his mind instantly. He knew who would be on the other side of the door. Quickly Hayate turned to the mirror striating out his bed head and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. A third knock and Hayate quickly turned back to the door, opening it with a smile.

"Good morning." He said cheerfully.

"Good morning Hayate-kun." Hinagiku's mother replied, much to Hayate's dismay. His smile quickly faltered as he realized Hinagiku did not wake him up. She sensed this, "My Hayate, are you that troubled to see me in the morning... or are you just heartbroken that I'm not Hina-chan?"

She hit the mark. "N-no, I'm not troubled." He took a step back, in fear of her esper abilities.

"Ah, to be young again…" She began to drift off in nostalgia.

"I said it's not like that!"

After showering and changing, into borrowed clothes, Hayate arrived downstairs to the sweet smell of breakfast. On the table was a bowl of steamed rice, grilled fish, an omelet and several other dishes. "Thank you Katsura-san." He happily sat down, ready to eat.

"Your welcome, but please call me Motoko, or even Okaa-san if you want." She shot a wide smile at him.

"Ano, if it's fine with you I prefer Motoko-san." He sweatdropped at her bluntness.

"Thank you for the meal Motoko-san." He brought his dishes to the sink, preparing to wash them.

"You really shouldn't thank me; Hina-chan prepared it for you." He was a little shocked. "Usually I cook breakfast, but she said she wanted to prepare it for you, saying you have a busy schedule today."

"That's right; I was going to look for a part-time job today." He quickly ran to the paper, grabbing a pen. A half an hour later he had circled three potential jobs. 'Well one of these should be perfect, they're close by, with decent pay, and they even have apartments near by.' Motoko leaned in, her head over Hayate's right shoulder. "What was that last part?" Her voice sounded dry. He jumped back, "Are you really a esper?"

"What? I just thought I herd something, which made me really angry. I guess it was just my imagination." She began hum and clean dishes. Seeing this opportunity Hayate bid her a farewell and left the house.

Stay tuned for part 2, which will be out later this week. Thanks for reading and reviewing.