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Chapter Four In Which Takeru Runs Into Ken...
Jun, Daisuke and Ken emerged from the shop five hours later. Daisuke was shamelessly drooling for the last half an hour.
Ken had his hands full of bags and Jun was demonstrating what exactly she had bought for him.
"Oh, I hope you'll stay a girl long enough to wear this!"
She waved a whispery sheer laced scarlet panties in the air and stuffed it back in the bag. Daisuke nodded vigorously. Daisuke, not Ken.
"Oh cute, look at this!" She drew a Something with a lot of strings. Ken sweatdropped.
"What's this?" he asked.
"A top, can't you see?!"
"Yeah, what's that supposed to conceal?" he asked cynically.
"It's SUPPOSED to make you pretty!" Jun shouted.
"Hey, Daisuke, Ken!" a cheerful voice called from the end of the street and a blonde boy bolted towards them.
"Oh my god..." Ken backed away trying to cover the evidence of his transformation. Jun firmly grabbed his arm. "Stay here."
"What's up, Daisuke?" Takeru grinned before turning to Ken. "Hi, Keeeeeeeeee.." he trailed off and blinked in puzzlement. "Excuse me, do I know you?"
Ken blinked at him. Takeru blinked some more. Daisuke was about to smack Takeru across the back and tell him it was Ken when Ken had a brilliant idea.
"Oh hello, you must be my cousin's friend!" he chirped.
Takeru and Daisuke's jaws dropped.
"I'm Ken's cousin. Nice to meet you!" he said in a pleasant high-pitched voice. Ken stretched his hand out to Takeru and squeezed his limp fingers.
"Ken never talked about you," the blonde boy said finally.
"I bet he didn't," Jun commented darkly.
"Ooops, I'm late!!" Ken snatched his shopping bags and rocketed away at the highest speed he could manage.
Takeru leant to Daisuke's shoulder, eyes still locked on the disappering figure in a short skirt.
"Nice ass," he smirked.
Daisuke rolled his eyes. 'What was Ken thinking about?" he wondered.
Jun looked thoughtfully back and forth from one boy to the other and frowned.
tsuzuku...
Chapter Four In Which Takeru Runs Into Ken...
Jun, Daisuke and Ken emerged from the shop five hours later. Daisuke was shamelessly drooling for the last half an hour.
Ken had his hands full of bags and Jun was demonstrating what exactly she had bought for him.
"Oh, I hope you'll stay a girl long enough to wear this!"
She waved a whispery sheer laced scarlet panties in the air and stuffed it back in the bag. Daisuke nodded vigorously. Daisuke, not Ken.
"Oh cute, look at this!" She drew a Something with a lot of strings. Ken sweatdropped.
"What's this?" he asked.
"A top, can't you see?!"
"Yeah, what's that supposed to conceal?" he asked cynically.
"It's SUPPOSED to make you pretty!" Jun shouted.
"Hey, Daisuke, Ken!" a cheerful voice called from the end of the street and a blonde boy bolted towards them.
"Oh my god..." Ken backed away trying to cover the evidence of his transformation. Jun firmly grabbed his arm. "Stay here."
"What's up, Daisuke?" Takeru grinned before turning to Ken. "Hi, Keeeeeeeeee.." he trailed off and blinked in puzzlement. "Excuse me, do I know you?"
Ken blinked at him. Takeru blinked some more. Daisuke was about to smack Takeru across the back and tell him it was Ken when Ken had a brilliant idea.
"Oh hello, you must be my cousin's friend!" he chirped.
Takeru and Daisuke's jaws dropped.
"I'm Ken's cousin. Nice to meet you!" he said in a pleasant high-pitched voice. Ken stretched his hand out to Takeru and squeezed his limp fingers.
"Ken never talked about you," the blonde boy said finally.
"I bet he didn't," Jun commented darkly.
"Ooops, I'm late!!" Ken snatched his shopping bags and rocketed away at the highest speed he could manage.
Takeru leant to Daisuke's shoulder, eyes still locked on the disappering figure in a short skirt.
"Nice ass," he smirked.
Daisuke rolled his eyes. 'What was Ken thinking about?" he wondered.
Jun looked thoughtfully back and forth from one boy to the other and frowned.
tsuzuku...