Touji entered Kensuke's room. It was Saturday, and Kensuke was sitting at his computer.

Touji spoke. "Hey, Ken Ken."

"Don't call me that."

"Whatcha looking at?" Touji ambled over with his crutches and leaned in to look at the screen of Kensuke's computer. "Some kinda computer-animated porn?"

"Touji, what is the most perfect fighting machine?"

"The Evas?"

"Nope."

"Uh, tanks?"

"Nuh-uh."

"N2 missiles? Stealth bombers? Battleships?"

"All very good guesses, but not even close. No, the most perfect fighting machine... is man." Kensuke gestured to the CAD drawing of Kaworu on his computer screen.

"Okay."

"Think about it. Each new angel is more powerful than the one before, and not just more powerful, but more devious and more cunning. And what is the last angel?"

Kensuke waited for Touji to answer, but Touji just stood there.

"The last angel is a man. Or, specifically, a 15-year-old. But unlike every other angel, he hasn't been defeated. Why?" Kensuke tapped his head. "Because he's smart. Don't underestimate him. 'For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast/-'"

Touji rolled his eyes.

"'-And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed/And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill/And their hearts but once heaved-" Kensuke took a deep breath. "-and forever grew still!'"

Touji paused. "Yeah, I think you've got Kaworu kinda wrong? He's about as threatening as a kitten."

"That's what he wants you to think! He wants you to drop your defenses, so he can essentially take over your mind, like he did Shinji's."

"Kaworu's certainly done a number on Shinji, I can tell you that much."

"That's why, when Kaworu comes here with Shinji, I'm not going to show a hint of weakness! In fact, I should probably removed these..." Kensuke took his glasses off and put them in his pocket.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Kensuke closed the CAD program on his computer, got up, and tripped over his wastebasket on the way to the door. He regained his balance and opened the door. It was Shinji and Kaworu.

"Hey, Kensuke," said Shinji. "This is Kaworu. Kaworu, Kensuke."

Kensuke reached out and shook Kaworu's hand, and then, in a power move, yanked Kaworu toward him. Kaworu stumbled and fell toward Kensuke, tackling him in the process. Kensuke again tripped over his wastebasket, and they both ended up on the floor. Kensuke got up as Touji stood next to him.

"He's clever," said Kensuke to Touji. "But the day is still young."

Kaworu stood up. "I apologize for my clumsiness," he said to Kensuke.

"Yes, well, none of us is perfect," said Kensuke. "So, welcome to my apartment. My dad will be out for the afternoon, so we have the place to ourselves. I have a bunch of board games that we could play," Kensuke said as he gestured toward the games on his shelves. "Deck building games, secret identity games, cooperative games, you name it. In fact, I just got the latest Dominion expansion pack, which I've been itching to try. Do you play board games, Kaworu?"

"Yes, I have."

"Really?" said Kensuke, pleasantly surprised.

"I admire how board games encapsulate the inventiveness, creativity, and strategic ingenuity of the Lilin."

"Couldn't have said it better myself. What games do you like?"

Kaworu reflected for a second. "I believe, out of all the games I've played, I like Monopoly the best."

Kensuke paused. "Okay," he said, forcing a small smile. "I don't happen to have, uh, Monopoly, but you're free to pick anything on that shelf there."

"Thank you, I will consider your options."

"Touji, could you help me with something in the kitchen?"

Kensuke and Touji exited Kensuke's room and headed for the kitchen.

"Are we sure he's an angel, Touji?" asked Kensuke.

"I think I've seen him levitate," said Touji, "but to be fair, I was pretty high then."

"I mean, Monopoly is a fundamentally flawed game. Everyone knows it. What does someone like Kaworu see in a game like that?"

"I don't know. People play what they want."

"What's going on in that brain of his?"

Touji shrugged.

Kensuke and Touji returned, and Kaworu held up a box.

"Would this be okay?" asked Kaworu, holding up the box for King of Tokyo-3.

Kensuke smiled. "That would be a great choice."

They set up the game. Kensuke explained the rules, and they started playing. When it was Kaworu's turn, he rolled the six dice and got two 1's, a heart, a lightning bolt, and two paws. Kaworu looked at the dice, and said, "I'm done with my roll."

Kensuke, still without glasses, leaned in to look at the dice. "Okay," said Kensuke. "Um, if you don't mind me asking, what's your strategy here?"

"I rolled the dice."

"Right, but you only rolled once. You can't get anything out of just two 1's, and since no one's in Tokyo-3 yet, there's no advantage to having more than one paw. So I'm kinda confused by what you're doing."

"You can roll more than once, Kaworu," said Shinji.

"Oh," said Kaworu, "I must not have been paying attention when the rules were explained."

Kaworu surveyed the board and his dice in deep contemplation.

"So, what do I do?" he asked.

Kensuke sighed. "Touji, could you help me with something in the kitchen?"

"I'm in the mood for pizza rolls if you have them," said Touji once they were in the kitchen.

Kensuke looked at Touji and was about to say something, but just chuckled. "He is devious," he said. "He is very good at making people underestimate him. We have to be on our toes." Kensuke paused. "I am curious about his physical capabilities, though."

Touji giggled. "I'm sure Shinji knows all about his physical capabilities. Maybe you should just ask him?"

Kensuke shook his head. "He wouldn't be a reliable source. He's in bed with the enemy. As a general rule, you should never get in bed with the enemy. Not unless you have a source of inner strength far exceeding their ability to overcome it... in which case it would be a valuable source of information." Kensuke paused in reflection.

"Kensuke, if you're thinking what I think you're thinking, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Don't worry. I've been doing this exercise where you get in a horse stance and hold your arms out like this-" Kensuke made a hoop with his arms, with fingers pointed toward each other but not touching. "-for as long as you can. It's to test your endurance. I'm up to ten minutes."

Touji and Kensuke re-entered the living room, and sat down next to Kaworu and Shinji at the game.

"You know," said Kensuke, "King of Tokyo-3 is fun, but if we had an actual contest, like a wrestling contest or something, it would be even more fun. Who's down?"

Touji shrugged. "Okay."

"I'm fine with it," said Shinji.

"Great!" said Kensuke. "Then I'll put the game to the side to clear some space." Kensuke put the game on a nearby chair. He then took off his shirt. "The objective is to pin your opponent for three seconds. If you do so, you get a point. If you're already king of the ring and you pin someone, you stay. If you're the challenger and you pin someone, you become the king of the ring. I'll start as the king of the ring. And I choose... Kaworu to be my challenger."

Kaworu looked at Shinji, who spoke. "I guess you have to wrestle Kensuke."

Kaworu crawled forward. Kensuke kneeled and held his hands out, waiting for Kaworu. "Touji, you want to be the ref?"

"Sure," said Touji.

Kaworu kneeled in front of Kensuke, and they clasped hands.

"Ready... go!" said Touji.

Kensuke and Kaworu struggled, but Kensuke gained control in seconds, wrapped Kaworu's arms around his body, and pinned his body to the ground.

"1... 2... 3!" said Touji. "Point for Kensuke!"

Kensuke relinquished control, and Kaworu got up and walked back to the side. "That was too easy," said Kensuke. "I want a rematch."

"Nope. You defeated Kaworu. Someone else gets a turn."

"My place, my rules. Let's do best two out of three."

Touji shrugged. "Alright. Kaworu, Kensuke, get ready. And... go!"

Kaworu and Kensuke wrestled again, and Kensuke pinned Kaworu even faster than before.

Touji spoke. "Okay, that's two out of three for Kensuke, that means he wins. Shinji, you wanna go next?"

Shinji agreed, and he and Kensuke started wrestling. Shinji proved to be much more of a challenge for Kensuke.

While they wrestled, Touji scooted closer to Kaworu. "Dude, why didn't you just use your powers?"

Kaworu sighed, and he couldn't help but show his disappointment. "I wanted to impress Shinji by defeating Kensuke, who had kissed him,-"

"Wait, what?"

"-but I wanted to defeat him using physical strength, and not through methods alien to the Lilin."

Touji paused. "I think you can beat Kensuke, but you need to work on your technique. For one thing, keep your center of gravity low and don't overreach."

Touji continued giving advice to Kaworu while refereeing the match, and eventually Shinji beat Kensuke two to three. Touji then took off his shirt and entered the ring to wrestle Shinji. Despite his amputated leg, he greatly outpowered and outmaneuvered Shinji, and held back to prolong the match.

Kensuke nudged Kaworu with his elbow. "Um, Kaworu, can I talk to you in the kitchen?"

"Want some pizza rolls?" Kensuke asked Kaworu once they were in the kitchen. "I got some in the freezer, but don't tell Touji, he'll eat them all."

"No, thank you."

Kensuke, still shirtless, took some pizza rolls out of the freezer, removed them out of their packaging, and put them in the microwave. He turned it on. He then turned toward Kaworu and smiled as he approached him. "You know, anything that you're getting from Shinji, you can get from me. And I mean anything."

Both paused, waiting for the other to speak. Kaworu cracked first. "Uh, okay," he croaked out.

"You may be an angel, but you must be a demon in the sack."

Kaworu smirked. As Kensuke approached Kaworu, Kaworu took a step back so his back was to the fridge. Kensuke put his hands on the fridge behind Kaworu, boxing him in.

"I confess," said Kensuke, "that I'm really curious about what it must be like to be Shinji, to be on the receiving end of an angel's sexual energy. And I mean like, really curious. You wanna show me? You can always say no."

Kensuke waited for a response. Kaworu smiled but didn't say anything.

"Shinji doesn't have to know," whispered Kensuke as he leaned in to kiss Kaworu-

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Kensuke turned his head toward the microwave, which had just finished reheating the pizza rolls. Kensuke paused, then turned back to Kaworu, and leaned in again to kiss him-

Suddenly, the door opened. Kensuke moved away from Kaworu before his brain registered that it was Touji at the door.

"You guys made pizza rolls!" said Touji.

"Uh, yeah," said Kensuke.

Touji entered. Kaworu walked to the door to the living room, but turned to sneak a peak at Kensuke. A couple of seconds later, Kensuke looked up and saw Kaworu, and Kaworu quickly looked away and exited the room.

Shinji sat by the edge of the wrestling "ring" in the living room, and looked up as Kaworu approached him. "Touji beat me," said Shinji.

"Shinji, I have something important to tell you." Kaworu sat down next to Shinji. "I... forgive you for kissing Kensuke."

Shinji paused, smirking slightly. "Go on."

"I underestimated Kensuke's sexual magnetism, and-"

Shinji burst out in uncontrollable giggles. He rolled to the side and convulsed in laughter. Then he stopped. "Wait, what'd he do?"