TEN TAKEKEN MOMENTS
I saw the anime and I think it's' pretty funny. I knew deep down Takeda wasn't a bad person, he just fell in with the wrong crowd and Kenichi pulled him out.
(IT'S ALRIGHT)
Kenichi sighed in relief as he exited the shower. The hot running water felt good on his body that seemed to constantly ache from the harsh training.
Outside, the rain had started to fall, turning the training grounds to mud "I wonder where Takeda is" the brown haired boy wondered slipping into his pajama pants "he should have been back by now". It had been three months since he and the blue haired boxer had started dating; at first Kenichi had been unsure when Takeda asked him out, he had never been attracted to the same sex before(perhaps because they were all trying to beat him up most of the time). But for some reason, Kenichi always felt secure around Takeda; maybe it was the air of laid back dependability the young boxer exuberated?
"Well whatever the reason, I'm glad someone likes me in that way" Kenichi smiled to himself. The dojo was empty now and the quiet pattern of rain could be heard landing on the roof. For a moment all was peaceful until the squelching sounds of footsteps could be heard coming this way.
"Is that you Takeda?" the young martial artist called.
"Yeah it's me" a soaking wet and muddy boxer replied stepping into view.
Kenichi's soft brown eyes lit up in surprise "Takeda!" he cried jumping to his feet "are you okay?"
"I am okay babe" the bruised and battered Takeda reassured his lover.
"It was those Ragnorak guys again wasn't it?" Kenichi growled moving to support and comfort his boyfriend.
Takeda grinned cheekily and removed his blue jacket with Kenichi's help "Aw is my little fighter worried 'bout wittle ole me?"
"It isn't funny Takeda, what if you get hurt again?" Kenichi said seriously.
Takeda leaned his full weight, making Kenichi sit with his head in his lap "I'm fine, those guys were rookies who thought they could move up the ranks if they taught Takeda the Puncher a lesson. Sure they got in a few good licks but it ain't nothing really".
Kenichi sighed in a bit of relief "Heh, you sure are confident" he muttered running his fingertips over the small bruises and scrapes that marred the perfectly tanned skin. He paused a moment when he felt the taller boy shudder "If you're cold you should take a shower".
"Mmm, too tired to" the boxer mumbled half asleep.
"Well try to stay conscious long enough to get in the bed" Kenichi giggled pulling him up by his good arm.
It didn't take long to strip Takeda of his wet and stained clothing and tuck him under the covers of the bed they shared. Yawning tiredly, Kenichi crawled in next to his dozing lover and rested his head on his shoulder "Goodnight Ken-chan" Takeda whispered.
"Good night Takeda…AND DON'T CALL ME KEN-CHAN!" Kenichi hollered his face scarlet. But it only made Takeda laugh.
Everything was alright.