nina_vendredi | Anonymous Saiyuki "Gen" Meme!

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(For Wont of Pants 2/3)

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.”

(continued below)

(pants 3/3)

“...Big?”

“Yes. The dice. Big. I’ll bet, uh, this,” Goku said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a very nice, gray, rock.

“Ah,” Kenren said, as it slowly dawned on him that Konzen had walked in before they’d called their bets on the last turn. He was still losing horribly. Worse than to Tenpou, actually. But he wasn’t about to give ANYONE his pants. He hadn’t given them to Tenpou and he damn well wasn’t given them to Goku. “1-on-1. My left boot.”

Goku looked hard at him. “3-on-2. I bet, uh, Konzen!”

Kenren turned a bit green, and an eye to Konzen. He needed out of this game now. Maybe Konzen would simply hit him, and not kill him. Or something. Winning Konzen, however, was not a good thing at all. It was a bad thing. A very bad thing. “I stay with 1-1, and raise my bet to,” he glanced around the room, gaze landing briefly on Tenpou, and then very quickly continuing on. He really had nothing left. He was going to lose his pants or win Konzen, and either way it was a bad deal. “I’ll bet my pants.”

The look on Goku’s face lit up, and he certainly wasn’t about to raise his bid. He placed his hand over the bowl, counted to three, and lifted.

6

3

3

Tenpou didn’t make a sound, but Kenren could swear he was laughing. Konzen was still standing there, twitching slightly.

Out his pants and a boot. Kenren sighed. “Good call, kid. You want payment now or later?”

“Ten-chan says you should never leave debts unsettled,” Goku replied firmly.

Oh, does he now? Kenren thought, reaching down to untie his boot and push it over to Goku. “We’ll have to go to my quarters for the pants.” Maybe, just maybe, he could get out of this gracefully. Or as gracefully as someone who had just lost their pants to a child in a game of dice could get out of something.

Goku looked at him hard. “Oh. It’s okay. Just give them to Tenpou. I won them for him, anyway.”

Kenren and Konzen both turned sharply to the general, who beneath his completely expressionless face seemed to be masking genuine confusion. “I’m flattered’

“You wanted them so badly last night, so...” Goku trailed off, and looked at Konzen.

“Can we go outside?”

“....”

“It’s boring in here. I’ve been sitting her for hours trying to win Kenren’s pants, and now I have. So I want to go outside. C’mon...” Goku stood up, grabbed Konzen’s hand, and was dragging him out the door, with nothing more than a quick wave goodbye.

“Well...” Kenren began, as the door shut behind them.

“You seem to owe me a pair of pants,” Tenpou said with a grin.

Kenren sighed, and then decided to make the most of it and grinned back. Somehow he doubted Tenpou was going to accept any other pair of pants than the one he was wearing. And, to be fair, he had fallen asleep last night

*cackles madly* *whipes tears from eyes* Bwuahahahahahaha XD That. Was genius. I swear.

“Ken nii-chan....I was wondering why Ten-chan was making you take off your pants?”

I started laughing at that line and didn't stop until I got to the end. Excellent job.

Oh, what an utter delight. Not that I don't love me some tasty tasty angst, but the world could really use more funny Gaiden genfic like this! Wonderful job, Anonymous! :)

I'll admit I had a slightly more serious plot-bunny, too. But the idea of Kenren losing his pants was what hit me first, and that's the one I went with. My Kenren muse doesn't get out to play enough, and it seemed that if I was going to let him out to play, I might as well literally let him play.

...Even if it wasn't all that fun for him.

Oh, I'm sure he'll have some more fun eventually. Say, when he goes to pay off that little gambling debt to Tenpou. ;)

Brilliant! <3 Thanks so much for writing this. It was adorable and so in character. Goku winning Kenren's pants for Tenpou... XDD

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