After Hatsu had run for what felt like hours, nearly collapsed again, taken a break, and come back to the warehouse, Yami had him do some more training with his gun until about lunch time. He was getting to the point where he could fire a couple times one-handed, but Yami advised him to fire with two hands anyway, as long as there was an option. There was less strain on his body that way.<br/><br/>Hatsu had eaten both sandwiches and drained both water bottles that he'd brought with him the last time he visited the hide out, so now he got to go back again. The boy was going to ride back to the hide out, but Yami stopped him, instructing him to run instead. Hatsu sighed, but didn't protest. This training was going to help him... that's what he kept telling himself anyway.<br/><br/>---------------------<br/><br/>There wasn't much else for them to do at the moment, so Hiei and Anaka simply walked around town a bit. They walked in silence, since neither of them seemed to have anything to say. Hiei thought that Anaka didn't look in the mood to talk anyway... which was odd, for her. For him... It was stranger if he did talk.<br/><br/>By the time lunch time came rolling around, Hiei was starting to feel very hungry again. After their little training session, he was already starting to feel peckish, but he kept himself strictly to three meals a day. That was all he needed and he wasn't going to let his high metabolism convince him into eating more. It was painfully obvious he wasn't going to be getting any taller, so he didn't have that excuse either.<br/><br/>Hiei still didn't feel like talking, so without a word he adjusted his course toward the hide out, hoping Anaka got the hint.