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Boxing's a full experience. It's not just about how hard you hit, bit where you hit, how fast you hit, and what hit's you dodge. It's defensive and offensive.

[... He already has an idea but he doesn't want to assume, so he asks: ]

And where will I learn it?

Are you going to school here?

Yes, but middle schools aren't gonna teach boxing...

There's a gym you can use can't you? [Wait, really? They won't? He can't remember.]

You can also ask around and take up separate classes.

... I don't think I can really afford all of that. I'll think about it...

Like I said, you can ask people too. I'd even be able to teach you if you had an interest.

Aren't you busy, Sanada-san? I know I asked you to meet up with me today, but... I don't want to eat up your time.

Yeah, I'm busy. But not too busy for you. [A slight shrug of his shoulder. Why would he be? If anything, those part of SEEs deserves his time the most, especially when it comes to training purposes. That and he was confident in his ability as a boxer. hell, if anyone was gonna teach Ken boxing, it probably should be him.]

... Really?

[It's so weird with people making time for him.]

Yeah.

[Yeah? He said so didn't he?]

Why are you questioning me?

Ah, no! That's not what I mean, just--

[His face burns and he kicks the ground a little harder to pick up pace.]

I just... wasn't expecting it.

Why wouldn't you? [A small huff, though it's mostly from running, nearing the beach finally. You can smell it actually, the sea, real nice. His blood's got a good pump going too.]

You're just as much a part of the group as the rest of them. We're a team, we all need to be strong members, one weak player and it'll pull the rest of us down. I got the time, and any training with you is more for me too.

[Ken doesn't answer that. If he started, there would be too much running through his mind to say. But.]

... You're right. I can't fall behind. If it isn't trouble for you, Sanada-san, I'd like to learn.

I offered, so it's not troubling me. Besides, I like working out with other people. Better you than most. [Most as in around 80% of the people that bother him to hang out on a regular basis. Mostly girls. Like, okay he- kind of gets it now, but at the same time?

No he doesn't?

Leave him alone. Can't they see he's uninterested and busy? What's they're problem? Ken's nothing like that. He's part of SEEs, they have some history, and he's young but he can handle himself. Training with him, teaching him, it has a point. That just makes in fun for Akihiko too.]

We'll get you prepared for anything. [A grin, hopping in his jogged steps a bit more, throwing a few punches to the air infront of him.]

[He asked three times, and he got three yeses. Ken finally relaxes and decides to accept the answer, and in doing so, experiences the warmth of acceptance that he denies himself much too often. He smiles to himself, the expression sheepish, and watches the few jabs Akihiko throws.]

Thank you, Sanada-san. I-- I'd like that. Where do we start?

Aren't we starting now? [A smile over to him, the both of them still running after all.] Cardio's just as important.

But as far as the actual fighting goes, we can start on the weekend when I have some time off. You're out of school then, right?

I am! [Whoa. A smile? That's -- well, not new, but it's still a surprise.]

If you give me things to do on my own, like a regimen, I can train during the weekdays, too.

[Well boxing IS the topic right now, isn't it? Plus Akihiko's just bee happier in general here, for multiple reasons.]

Yeah, I can. Taking the time to do it yourself is what's going to make you any good, it's up to you to make that choice on your own, I can only help you so much.

I know. I won't make you hold my hand.

How much should we run today?

A few hours? How long you think you can?

As far as I can go. I think I can go at least two straight. [But don't encourage that, Aki. Make sure he, like, drinks water or something.]

All right, we'll shoot for two hours then, wait up.

[Stops, they near a cement stairway with a metal railing, past it, down, it's sand, grass here and there, and the beach, not far out with the water pulling and pushing inwards. Akihiko moves to check his running shoes quickly, pulling back his hood, and pats out his shorts, good? Good.]

[A breath, looking to the beach again, down it, seeing if anyone's around. Doesn't look like it, though there's bound to be a few others, even some pairs running in the next hour or so.]

All right, let's go. [And he'll head down the stairs, curving to start along the beach but still heading a bit closer to the water.]

Okay!

[The beach. When was the last time he saw one? Iwatodai had harbors, not beaches, and he didn't go along on the Yakushima trip that Junpei told him about. He breathes in the salty air and follows Akihiko down the steps, feeling the wind pushing back at him whenever it gets pasts Akihiko's larger body.

Running on the sand is different from the tracks and he falls behind a little, unused to the surface, but he manages to catch up again and he keeps up this time.]

[Pretty damn big beach too, Florida and all, nothing rocky about this area at all, except further away from the actual shore. It's all refreshing, crisp, Akihiko certainly knew what he was talking about when he suggested this as a good place to jog.]

[Another deep breath and he adjusts his pace, matching Ken. They definitely have to keep a higher speed though, running on the sand means they sink in, so be fast and fleeting with those steps!]

Tough on your feet? [A glance back, keeping his eye on the boy.]