Dude, I must've been on something bad when I wrote this! Damn lollies! *Glares at lolly tin* Naughty, naughty… very random, this chapter. ^^;

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It seemed later that the super ninja was on a roll. Christie volunteered to spar against Hayabusa next, but not without him getting rid of the cattle prod, at least for a time. Soon enough, however, she was out for the count. Hayabusa knelt beside her briefly.

"Gomen. Gomen nasai. I'm a good liar," he stood up again, pulling her up as he got up. "Get up before you see my cattle prod,"

"Shut up before you see my stilettos," the other assassin retorted.

"I won't see your stilettos if my cattle prod gets to them first," Hayabusa stated.

"No! My stilettos! You evil bastard!" She lunged at him, very un-She Quan.

"Watch the cattle prod!" Hayabusa retaliated, very un-ninjutsu.

"Wow. It seems they've suddenly picked up karate," Hitomi mused.

"Oh my. Someone seems to be flying across the arena," Hayate added.

"Big deal. I could make them fly further," Jann-Lee boasted.

"Yeah, and cattle prods might fly," Leifang scoffed. 

"Shut up!" Jann-Lee instantly snapped.

"You'll meet my stilettos soon! And you have no cattle prod!" Leifang sneered.

Several minutes and one stiletto stomp later, Jann-Lee was rolling around in agony on the grass, while Hayabusa sat nursing his cattle prod. Christie shrugged and began sparring against Ayane. Helena, Tina and Hitomi looked at each other before walking off to go shopping. Kasumi sat in the sun, daydreaming of cute little budgerigars, while Zack was trying to resuscitate Bayman. Hayate gave Leifang a high-five. Jann-Lee immediately stopped his rolling and went to bash up Hayate. Leifang gave him another stomp. He started rolling again. Christie flew backwards, hit a wall and frowned. Ayane smirked, then got hit in the head by a flying bumblebee.

"So…" It was time for another what-the-hell-to-do-for-Hayabusa's-birthday-in-two-days-meeting. Helena was chairing, as usual. "What should we get him?"

"He seemed to like that cattle prod," Christie remarked offhandedly.

"Do and die," Bayman spat.

"Guess what we saw in the shops today?" Hitomi exclaimed. She pulled a shopping bag from somewhere and whisked out something with a flourish. "A soft toy dragon! Isn't it cute!"

"What made you pick a dragon?" Kasumi asked interestedly.

"His name means that in Japanese, does it not?" Helena asked.

"Have you seen him in the morning?" Tina added.

"It's cute!" Hitomi exclaimed.

Everyone shot her odd looks. She shrugged.

"It is!"

The dragon, dubbed Ryu II, soon made its way around the room, everyone squeezing, poking, teasing and moulding it.

"Nice," Hayate complimented, poking it in the stomach. "Cute,"

"Cute? It's preposterous!" Ayane exclaimed. "He's not a cutesy cuddly little soft toy kind of guy, he's more of a blow-it-up-your-ass-and-smoke-it kind of guy!"

"You never know…" Hayate said mysteriously.

"Well, blow it up his ass and tell him to smoke it," Tina said, shrugging.

"I want one," Zack said.

"Shut up," An annoyed and still sore Jann-Lee snapped.

Leifang raised her foot threateningly.

"Fine…"

"Why doesn't it have things?" Hayate asked suddenly.

Everyone turned to stare oddly at him.

"Oh, right. Things aren't brains, are they…"