The next few weeks went pretty much along the same vein. The advantage
fluctuation back and forth between Ran and Aya-chan very frequently, with
sister pumping poor Ken full of coffee and cheer in the mornings and
brother ambushing him during work and after missions. This system worked
very well except for a few dirty looks over meals, that is, until the prize
found out about the compition.
Ran stood in his sisterx room, smirking triumphantly. "Give it up Aya- chan, I'm way aheadof you, so there's no way you're going to win this one." He stated calmly. Aya-chan twitched. "One point Ran, one measly point. Don't be so snarky, you know how good I am at last minute combacks." The girl smiled evily. The red head snorted and shook his head. "Face it dear sister, Ken is _mine_."
"Face it dear sister, Ken is mine."
Ken's ears perked up as he stood outside the partialy ajar door. He had just done his much needed laundry and was just returning to his room to put it away when he had heard Ran's voice mention his name. Brown eyes waterd up sadly as he heard the rest of the conversation. Ken had thought Ran and Aya-chan were his friends. They thought he was just a trophy. That hurt. The brunette's mind clouded up with betrayed anger as he dropped the laundry basket and stormed into the room to confront them.
"Well well, nice to know you two think so highly of me." Both siblings jumped at the eunexpected, barely controled voice coming from behind them. Aya-chan recoverd first. "Ken-kun? Whats the matter, you look upset." she said, reaching out for him. She drew back in surprise when her hand was slapped away. Ran's eyes narrowed, after all, he was the only one aloud to be mean to his sister, but before he could say anything, Ken snatched the score sheets out of their hands and started to methodicaly tear them up.
"I suppose I should be flatterd.," Ken began, his head down and his fists clenched tightly at his sides, "But I'm not. Whats wrong with you two? I'm a human being, not some show horse to be trotted around for applause! I thought you were my friends.. I don't want to speak to you, or.or even see you until you both come to your sences!" He shouted, spinning, and with a muffled sob, bolted out the door, closing it with a resounding slam. This left the Fujimya siblings staring at the door in bewilderd, and guilty shock. Outside, thunder boomed as it began to rain.
Ran stood in his sisterx room, smirking triumphantly. "Give it up Aya- chan, I'm way aheadof you, so there's no way you're going to win this one." He stated calmly. Aya-chan twitched. "One point Ran, one measly point. Don't be so snarky, you know how good I am at last minute combacks." The girl smiled evily. The red head snorted and shook his head. "Face it dear sister, Ken is _mine_."
"Face it dear sister, Ken is mine."
Ken's ears perked up as he stood outside the partialy ajar door. He had just done his much needed laundry and was just returning to his room to put it away when he had heard Ran's voice mention his name. Brown eyes waterd up sadly as he heard the rest of the conversation. Ken had thought Ran and Aya-chan were his friends. They thought he was just a trophy. That hurt. The brunette's mind clouded up with betrayed anger as he dropped the laundry basket and stormed into the room to confront them.
"Well well, nice to know you two think so highly of me." Both siblings jumped at the eunexpected, barely controled voice coming from behind them. Aya-chan recoverd first. "Ken-kun? Whats the matter, you look upset." she said, reaching out for him. She drew back in surprise when her hand was slapped away. Ran's eyes narrowed, after all, he was the only one aloud to be mean to his sister, but before he could say anything, Ken snatched the score sheets out of their hands and started to methodicaly tear them up.
"I suppose I should be flatterd.," Ken began, his head down and his fists clenched tightly at his sides, "But I'm not. Whats wrong with you two? I'm a human being, not some show horse to be trotted around for applause! I thought you were my friends.. I don't want to speak to you, or.or even see you until you both come to your sences!" He shouted, spinning, and with a muffled sob, bolted out the door, closing it with a resounding slam. This left the Fujimya siblings staring at the door in bewilderd, and guilty shock. Outside, thunder boomed as it began to rain.
