"I seriously don't get this," a rather tired looking Kida groaned as he tossed the miniature three pound dumb bell on the floor and flopped onto his back, "All of this exercise is boring and I'm hungry. Mikado, bring the juice. I'm so friggin thirsty," the blonde groaned.
"You barely did three reps, Kida-kun," Mikado sighed, but complied nonetheless. He left the room and quickly returned with a cup of water, "Drinking sugary fluids after such a 'hard-core' workout is bad for your health, Kida-kun."
"Oh whatever," Kida snatched the cup away from the frowning raven and brought the cup to his lips. He looked over at Mikado from the corners of his eyes and sighed, setting the glass down, "Fine, I'll do five more. Take this," he passed back the cup and picked up the rubber weight. Mikado watched, rather unamused and exhausted. Unlike his companion, he did fifteen situps and twelve push-ups. It wasn't much, but it was a bit more than what Kida did.
"Four and five!" he threw down the weight once more and greedily reached for the glass, "C'mooon, gimme the priiize!" he whined as he desperately waved his fingers around for the suddenly very appealing plain cup of water. The raven laughed and held the cup away from his body and further away from Kida, "Nope. You'll have a drink once you finish doing one full set. Do a bit of running on the treadmill instead if you want, but do a little bit more."
"What is this, torture?" The blonde groaned exasperatedly and dramatically heaved himself from the chair. He slouched and dragged his feet across the floor to the treadmill, "You're so going to pay for this, Mikado. This is stupid and from now on, we are NOT going by your ideas are we freaking clear?"
"Sure, but you're the one that wanted to 'score' chicks. Chicks dig built guys, you know," Mikado taunted. Of course, no matter how much Kida worked out, he'd never have the perfect body. Well, if he put effort into it, he'd get there. But that would be like, a one in a million chance of that ever happening.
"Right, right. Well fine. I'll have a totally rad body and have a whole flock of chicks digging this stud!" Kida cackled, setting the treadmill on the highest setting and began to run. Surprisingly, he managed to keep up. Mikado shook his head and walked away, plopping himself down on the chair Kida previously sat in and pulled out a bulky plastic container from his duffle bag.
"Whatchagotthere?" Kida asked as he turned off the treadmill and wrapped a towel around his shoulders, "WOOOO! I am totally burned ou- Yo, isn't that whey protein? The heck're you doing with that?" the blonde snatched the container from his friend's fingers and turned it around to read the label with his sweaty palms, "Body enhancement? What, you trying to be a body builder or something?"
"N-No!" the other male's face went tomato red as he snatched the jar away from the blonde, "Shinra-san recommended this to m-me. It's none of your b-business anyways!"
"Ooooh, I get it. You're trying to get buff to impress Anri. I see, you sly dog you," Kida reached over and mussled Mikado's hair, "Well, good luck. I'll be scoring with Anri before you, so don't bother wasting your time!" he taunted and strutted over to the bench to grab his water. Of course, Kida would never do that to his friend, but he did get a kick out of his reaction and sudden determination whenever he teased him.
"We'll see about that!"