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	Daiki looked over his shoulder at the mention of his name. Shin had started walking over and he sighed at apparent attention. The guy was loud, outgoing, and famous for pranking people. However, he had never pull one on him, which made Shin "okay" in his eyes. Daiki raised his hand in acknowledgment before turning back towards the lake. Everyone was having so much fun, but to him it sorta felt like just another day. It didn't seem special.  

	A shrug of his shoulders was his response to Shin's question. He hadn't seen any that particularly stuck out to him. Sure a few of  them looked enticing in their bikinis and swimwear, but none made him want to get up and chase after them. 
	
	[color=red]"Who knows,"[/color] he said before nudging his head towards the lake. [color=red]"It looks to me like there all out there. Maybe waiting for you to join them."[/color] 

	Before Shin could reply, he felt a harsh kick in his backside, one that sent him forwards into the beginnings of the lake. Daiki let out a breath, bubbles floated to the surface before he turned onto his butt and looked up at Aoi. Water fell down his face as he squinted a eye at her. 	

	[color=red]"I just knew it was you,"[/color] he said softly, casually. [color=red]"Your greetings are always rude."[/color]

	Then he realized what she had accused him of as he stood up, soaked from his back to his feet. [color=red]"Who's being boring? "[/color] he asked, livelier than before. [color=red]"I've brought myself and a smile. A Daiki with a smile, don't you think that's pretty exciting in itself?"[/color]

	He chuckled to himself but it was soon stifled by Yamato argumentative voice. The scene that unfolded in front of him, from the lakehouse to the lake, was unnerving. His fist clenched as his heart went out for the guy. After he was tossed out onto the lake, Daiki was one of the ones that ran out to check on him. His stoic demeanor returned as he looked down on the hurt man. 

	[color=red][i]This is what happens when strength is feared instead of admired. No one speaks up[/i][/color] 

	With long strides, he walked off the pale blue lake and back onto the healthy soil. Before he knew it, his feet had carried him in front of Yamato. He gazed onto the seated man a few feet away, his face calm but his body tense beneath the damp clothing. He didn't know the situation prior to the bout , but even so, was it necessary? Was it right? 

	[color=red]"That was a bit excessive don't you think? Was it necessary to kick him onto the lake?"[/color] 

	His stance was confrontational.