"One day on the beach."

(Chapter originally by faith at writing.com)

Ann sighed to herself as she paused in the midst of the crowded beach. Hoping not to draw any attention to herself, she carefully drew her fingers beneath the flower spotted bikini bottoms she wore and pulled the material free of the space between her butt cheeks it had conspired to hide within during her brief journey from the dressing room. There was a blush on her cheeks despite her attempts to play it off. Wasn't there little enough material for her to work with without it being transformed into a thong? Ann had bought the tiny swimsuit almost as a dare to herself. She knew she had a fabulous body, of course, but the exotic blonde hair and blue eyes from her mixed parentage made her self-conscious about flaunting it. Since day one it had made her something of an outcast, as people ether gawked at her or spread rumors about her. Yet the incident with Kamoshida was something she was determined to put behind her no matter what. If that involved getting used to wearing something as tiny if not smaller than the slutty cognition of herself Kamoshida had prancing around his Palace, then so be it!

Even so, she had no desire to increase the amount of skin now on display by any fraction! Alas the bikini seemed to have a difference of opinions on this subject! In addition to the bottoms riding up, the strings on the bikini top had a worrying habit of loosening and needing to be retied. Ann had to constantly be on her guard or her eye openingly large breasts and round bottom would be on display on top of her meticulously maintained slim stomach and long fit legs.

Scanning the crowd Ann spied her fellow cohorts decked out in their own attire. Makoto wore a white bikini, more modest by the standards set by Ann but still clearly more exposure than she was used to judging by her reaction to the occasional once over she was getting. Futaba, of course, wore the bright orange on yellow tube top and bottom they had selected for her not so long ago. Both Ann and Makoto had resolved to wear similarly skimpy suits as a way to help her build confidence around crowds. The way she huddled close to Makoto and cringed at every look (which only made the salicious ones look longer and smirk) showed she still had a way to go. Which made Haru's choice of a green one piece with yellow trim along with a white straw hat to keep the sun off a rather galling inclusion. But neither she nor Makoto had thought to include the recent addition to the team in their pact of exposure in time, so here they were.

"So...where'd the guys run off to...?" Ann asked as she joined fellow beach goers. On cue, Joker and Ryuji ran up to the girls. Ryuji especially looked terrified and immediately began cowering behind the group as they all exchanged puzzled glances.

"Help..." Ryuji begged.

Everyone looked at Joker for an explanation, who simply sighed and gestured back the way they had come. Behind a pair of flamboyant and rather effeminate looking men dressed in heart patterned and rainbow colored swim-trunks ran up to the group.

"Ummm..." Ann began.

"Stop right there! Those two lovelies hiding in your midst are under arrest! They are charged with interfering with an ongoing fashion investigation and being a pair of cuties in the first degree!" The first man announced, the lisp all too expected and fitting with the rest of his sterotypical behavior.

"I'm...sorry? Your...police officers?" Makoto asked, totally bewildered.

"No, you idiot!" Ryuji snapped. "They aren't police. They're...monsters!"

"They're from Shinjuku. They...umm...have a taste for men, and they are being particularly aggressive about it." Joker spoke up, glaring at the pair.

"Such defiance! Luckily, we know how to break our prisoners. I little interrogation will get you cooperating soon enough!" The beefy trendsetter said with a toss of his hair.

"Okkkkkkaaay. I don't exactly get what's going on or why Ryuji is flipping out about this so much.." Ann said with a glance to her whimpering teammate.

"Long story." Joker said, while Ryuji just mumbled to himself.

"...but your obviously bothering our friends here, so why don't you back off?" Ann finished, glaring at the pair.

"Excuse me? We don't take orders from- eep!" The scruffy romantic said as Ann stepped forward, her bouncing breasts inspiring a reaction something like a cross presented to a vampire. "St-stay back, blondie! How dare you flaunt your shameless girly bits in my face like a uninhibited whore!"

"Excuse ME?" Ann snapped, fury darkening her face. "I-Its not like it was my idea to dress like this in the first place! Who the hell are you even-"

"Easy there, rookie." The older man interjected. "It seems our suspects have sought refuge outside our jurisdiction. We need to withdraw for now."

"But-" Ann and her gay counterpart protested, but the beefy trendsetter guided his companion away with remarkable speed.

"I'm not uninhibited! I-I mean I'm not a whore! Get back here and...and..." Ann fell silent as the subject of her wrath disappeared around the corner. "Okay, what the hell was that about?"

Joker made a face and Ryuji refused to meet anyone's eyes.

"I swear, you guys end up in the most bizarre side quests in this game when we're not around." Futaba finally interjected.

"You have no idea." Joker said.

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"So, what? We're just giving up after that hussy flaunted herself right in front of me? Those poor boys getting manipulated by that seductress! No wonder they ran from us!"

"Your making a scene." Beefy reprimanded while fetching out a cell phone. "And I never said we were giving up."

There was a long series of rings before a deep voice muttered from the other end. "This better be good."

"Heya, Sarge!" Beefy intoned, again adopting his 'policeman' voice.

"....I'm hanging up now..." The voice said.

"Oh, come on sweetie, hear me out!" He begged.

"....Fine. So what kinky RP bullshit are you two doing now?"

"Rookie cop and hardboiled partner." Beefy said quickly.

"So what, I'm supposed to be madame sergeant reminding you two to stop playing outside the rules? Not in the mood, boys."

"So I hear. Another Rosie induced hangover, dear?"

"Fuck you. And yeah, not that's its any of your business, but sake has been a pretty damn good friend since she left. So have fun whatever it is you are doing. Just leave me-"

"Sweetie, sweetie, sweetie. You think I'm that insensitive? I just happened on the perfect little game for us to play! Get you out off to the beach. Sand, surf, fun! Have a girls night out! Get up to some naughty trouble."

"What kind of naughty trouble, exactly?"

"You want my report after all, Sarge?"

"Oh my god. Fine. Yeah, rookie! Let's hear it."

"So we were pursuing these two suspects. Had them dead to rights. Penalty....stripping!"

"You two are awful, you know that? Not that I have any room to complain. So what happened?"

"We were ambushed outside of our jurisdiction by four new suspects."

"By jurisdiction you mean-"

"They had girly bits, yes."

"Sigh. You got a sketch of these perps?"

"Oh of course." Beefy sent the photos he had casually snapped of the girls while the blonde and his partner were arguing.

".....Okay. Okay, yeah. I'm in. Holy crap am I in."

"I thought so. Its pretty straight forward, Sargie. We need some backup to keep these hussies off our tail while we secure our prize. You up for it."

"Four teenager goddesses to strip and tease? Is that even a question, rookie? Too many for me to handle, though. Probably gonna need a taskforce on this one?"

"Meaning?"

"Meaning we're gonna flood the beach with every frisky lesbian we can find from Shinjuku. Those girls won't know what hit them. Go around cock blocking my poor man-gays? Not on my watch."

Somewhere along the line while the rest of the world was moving beyond the flamboyant gay sterotype the community at Shinjuku decided to double down. In this, the lesbian community was in fact the most shameless. As incredible as Beefy and Romantic might appear, they were nothing compared to the flirty, teasing legions of lesbians hiding in the seedy parts of Tokyo's district. And the female members of the phantom thieves were about to get to know the entire community very, very well.