Five hours later, Kenren was wondering how the hell it had come to this. He’d given Goku half of what was in his pocket to begin with – some string, a few pieces of lint, and a couple of small coins, and now the boy had everything that was in his pocket, and quite a bit of what was on his desk, too.
The boy had grasped the game, and the idea of making medium-risk bets, far more quickly than he had a right too. He should be bad at this. No one made smart bets the first time out. It wasn’t fair.
“You call first,” Goku said, sounding as professional as a hyper-active monkey can sound when gambling.
“Alright,” Kenren muttered, “I’ll take...,” he trailed off as his door opened.
Konzen looked at them for a moment, taking in the dice, the stacks of money and other things next to them, and asked carefully, in the voice that tended to make people worry. “Goku...what are you doing in here?”
Goku looked at him for a long time, then at Kenren. Then he beamed, and Kenren could feel his control of the situation slipping away. “I’m trying to make Ken nii-chan take off his pants.”
Konzen didn’t bat an eyelash, simply shifted his gaze to Kenren. “Really?”
“Yeah, I heard Ten-chan and him doing it last night, and it seemed like fun.”
Right. Kenren flinched, and wondered why he’d taught Goku to gamble instead of teaching him how to drink. If he’d taught him to drink, they’d be very drunk right now and maybe Konzen’s dry look might seem a bit less deadly.
“What were we doing last night?”
The voice curled around the corner fluidly, and Kenren really wasn’t sure if he was happy to hear it. While he doubted Tenpou would allow Konzen to kill him for thinking he’d molested Goku, he also doubted the man would be kind enough to simply explain matters.
“Apparently, you were making Kenren take off his pants.”
“Ah. Yes,” Tenpou replied as he appeared in the doorway, confirming all of Kenren’s fears. This was headed down a very bad road.
“And were you successful?” Konzen asked, and the ice hadn’t melted from his expression and it was still looking at him.
“Unfortunately he fell asleep before we could finish.,” Tenpou purred.
Goku had been looking between them for the entire conversation, and seemed a bit upset by that revelation. “You wouldn’t fall asleep before I finished, would you?”
“Of...course not,” Kenren croaked out, uncertain what the correct answer was.
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Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-16 01:40 pm (UTC)Five hours later, Kenren was wondering how the hell it had come to this. He’d given Goku half of what was in his pocket to begin with – some string, a few pieces of lint, and a couple of small coins, and now the boy had everything that was in his pocket, and quite a bit of what was on his desk, too.
The boy had grasped the game, and the idea of making medium-risk bets, far more quickly than he had a right too. He should be bad at this. No one made smart bets the first time out. It wasn’t fair.
“You call first,” Goku said, sounding as professional as a hyper-active monkey can sound when gambling.
“Alright,” Kenren muttered, “I’ll take...,” he trailed off as his door opened.
Konzen looked at them for a moment, taking in the dice, the stacks of money and other things next to them, and asked carefully, in the voice that tended to make people worry. “Goku...what are you doing in here?”
Goku looked at him for a long time, then at Kenren. Then he beamed, and Kenren could feel his control of the situation slipping away. “I’m trying to make Ken nii-chan take off his pants.”
Konzen didn’t bat an eyelash, simply shifted his gaze to Kenren. “Really?”
“Yeah, I heard Ten-chan and him doing it last night, and it seemed like fun.”
Right. Kenren flinched, and wondered why he’d taught Goku to gamble instead of teaching him how to drink. If he’d taught him to drink, they’d be very drunk right now and maybe Konzen’s dry look might seem a bit less deadly.
“What were we doing last night?”
The voice curled around the corner fluidly, and Kenren really wasn’t sure if he was happy to hear it. While he doubted Tenpou would allow Konzen to kill him for thinking he’d molested Goku, he also doubted the man would be kind enough to simply explain matters.
“Apparently, you were making Kenren take off his pants.”
“Ah. Yes,” Tenpou replied as he appeared in the doorway, confirming all of Kenren’s fears. This was headed down a very bad road.
“And were you successful?” Konzen asked, and the ice hadn’t melted from his expression and it was still looking at him.
“Unfortunately he fell asleep before we could finish.,” Tenpou purred.
Goku had been looking between them for the entire conversation, and seemed a bit upset by that revelation. “You wouldn’t fall asleep before I finished, would you?”
“Of...course not,” Kenren croaked out, uncertain what the correct answer was.
“Good,” Goku said, then paused. “Big.”
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