Naminoka High School

The next morning, Ken woke up in an alley. Since he couldn't just leave the waiter guy all on his lonesome, the freerunner managed to carry him into the aforementioned alley, where it was relatively safe. Poor guy hadn't moved a muscle all night, but something told Ken that he was the kind of person who would rather survive than simply die. Rummaging around in his bag, he found that packet of cookies Kumi had given him earlier. There were four left. Two for him, two for the waiter guy. If he woke up, that is.

An idea popped into Ken's head all of a sudden. Taking a cookie from the packet, he waved it in front of the other guy's nose. He wasn't really expecting a reaction, but it was worth a shot if it meant reviving him.

J's body was unmoving, limp like a child's doll. Even as the cookie was put in front of his face, he made no move, seemingly unconscious...

...then, a twitch.

His hand gave a small twitch as his nose began to smell furiously, intrigued by the new smell of chocolate and cookie. He began to squirm closer to the cookie, when, with out warning, he snapped out, devouring the cookie in a single bite, his eyes fluttering open. He gave a groan of pain as he rolled onto his back, rubbing his face. "Why do I feel like I was dragged on my face?" He sat up slowly, his mind recollecting the previous day's occurrences. He looked up to the sky, giving a sigh. "May Mother Moon protect your soul, my scaly friend." He then looked down, obvious depression in his eyes...

His head snapped up as he smelled...smoke? Not just any smoke, but...a wide smile broke out on J's face. "He's not dead!" J turned to the boy who was in the alleyway with him. "Can't you smell that?!" Of course, unless the boy had a sniffer like his, he wouldn't, but J was not caring about that. "He's alive!"

Ken hurriedly pulled his hand back before it was bitten off. That waiter guy must have been really hungry! "Who's not dead? What smell are you talking about?" the freerunner asked in total confusion. As the fangirl bait gave his answer, Ken started eating one of the cookies.

"You realise that this is the... third time I've pulled you out of harm's way, right?" With any luck, the other guy would be able to recall each separate incident with clarity, and probably come to a conclusion along the lines of 'Oh, you're that guy!'

Just so the freerunner wouldn't be constantly referred to as 'that guy' by the... waiter guy, he introduced himself. "And before you start calling me 'that guy', my name's Ken Sumato, and I hope you don't forget that name in a hurry since you kinda owe me. For saving you again, that is."

Francesi awoke laying in her bed next to Lily. Quietly, but quickly moving, she went to the front door to see if there was any mail today. Instead, a person was passed out on their door step. "Oh, Saito." She had gotten some information on him a while back. "I guess I'll help you." She gripped him under his shoulders and dragged him to the couch. "I'll be back." With that, Francesi waked into the kitchen.

When Francesi went into the kitchen, Lily ran down the stairs and jumped onto Saito's chest, knowing he was there. "Who are you~?" She asked, poking his face.