Kenichi couldn't have asked for a more awkward situation. Well, he could've, but this was the only one that his father could give him and know he was doing it. The table was silent. Even Shigure's mouse had stopped eating for fear Mototsugu would shoot him.
He couldn't remember who had the bright idea of inviting his father, mother, and sister to dinner to meet his new boyfriend. At the moment, he didn't care to remember either.
Mototsugu glared daggers at Takeda. Damn that boy, he was trying to steal away his little boy! How dare he! Kenichi was sensitive and fragile, all Mototsugu needed was a little reason to blow the boy's brains out. …Of course he had brought his gun! Much to his wife's displeasure, he managed to take it with him. It was currently over his shoulder, ready to be used at a moment's notice. The boxer's eyes shifted from his boyfriend to Mototsugu, then back to Kenichi. Good, the boy was nervous, as he should be!
Miu, sensing the impending death of Takeda, clapped her hands together. "All right, let's eat!" When no one moved, she all but screamed and frightened them into eating. "I said eat!"
Mototsugu decided to start conversation. "So, Takeda, tell me about your relationship with my son."
Takeda swallowed and blinked, almost too afraid to speak. "Um…well, I owe him a lot. He helped me get my career back, and he's helped me through a lot of tight spots." He gave Kenichi a look, and the brunette looked at him with curious eyes. "Never thought that he would be the one to make me fall head over heels."
Kenichi smiled warmly, making Takeda smile as well. The boxer felt something cold against his temple, and turned to Mototsugu. The barrel of the gun was pointed straight at him, Mototsugu on the other end. "Are you saying that my boy wasn't good enough for you until he did stuff for ya?"
Kenichi glared at his father, batting the gun away from Takeda. "Dad, you promised."
Mototsugu softened at his son's face, but turned back to glare at Takeda as he placed his gun over his shoulder.
Kenichi's mother smiled at Takeda. "I think you two are adorable together. Kenichi's always been shy, I'm glad he has someone so big and strong like you to take care of him."
Kenichi blushed at the statement of his shyness. He couldn't help it, he was a bit cowardly. Takeda only smiled, chuckling. "I promise to take good care of him. That is, if you'll let me…"
Kenichi leaned against Takeda's arm as he ate, ignoring the jokes Sakaki was whispering to him. Though Sakaki was making Akisame laugh, Kenichi didn't find them funny at all. He blushed and tried to hide in Takeda's arm. Honoka smiled, waving her chopsticks. "I approve of him, Kenichi!" She threw a short glare at him, reminding Takeda of Mototsugu. "But remember, I'll be watching you."
Saori put a hand to her cheek and smiled, kindly and warm. "I like him, dear, such a kind and polite boy."
Takeda and Kenichi looked at Mototsugu, who was still debating whether or not he should shoot the boy. He chewed his food and held his gun tightly in his hands.
"Dad?" Kenichi questioned nervously.
Everyone at the table silently stared at the man as he stared at his son. His expression was soft but not smiling.
He glared at Takeda once more before nodding once, then going back to chewing his food.
