"I'm bored, oo-aniki…"
Bankotsu sighed. The only thing Jakotsu had said all night was 'I'm bored'. After tonight, the younger man vowed he would never spend a night in an inn again.
"Well, just do something to stop being bored for once!"
Jakotsu sat down on the end of the bed and pondered this suggestion for a while, but soon enough his face lit up. Tonight was going to be fun indeed.
"Oooh, I know what to do…"
"Good, I can finally sleep in peace… anou, what are you doing…?" Bankotsu asked, looking worriedly at his older friend, who was currently crawling up the bed towards him.
The younger man shut his eyes and cringed, knowing full well what was going to happen. But he was surprised when all he felt was something soft whack him hard in the face.
He cracked open one eye… and saw Jakotsu bending over him with a pillow.
"Pillow fight!" Jakotsu declared happily. Bankotsu grinned and rolled over to grab his own pillow.
"Let the war begin!"
Half an hour later…
"Now look what you've done, oo-aniki!"
"Me! How is it my fault?"
"You kicked it, and now it's broken!"
"I only kicked it because you tickled me!"
"How was I supposed to know you're ticklish?"
The two men were staring at a large mirror situated at the other end of the room, which, thanks to Bankotsu now had a huge crack in it. That would be hard to explain. He was definitely not going to stay in an inn again.