From Sailor Moon Flash!
| Featuring: | Kenrou, Binshou, Teaki, Toshiro, Daichi |
| IC Date: | February 15, 2003 |
| Status: | Completed |
| Summary: | Daichi calls a meeting of the Terran Faction the day after Valentine's Day. He has an idea, and it involves a whole lot of chocolate. |
The sun was already lying low behind the buildings when they arrived at Kenrou's home, taking what little warmth it had to offer with it during its frantic journey west. Neither Binshou nor Teaki bothered to knock, but both welcomed the gust of warm air that met them when they entered the apartment.
"Gentlemen, we've arrived! No no, hold your applause," Teaki insisted, though they had not been met with fanfare of any sort. The others were sitting around a low table in front of Kenrou's couch, staring at them with a look that said, "Well, finally," more than it said, "Yay! Binshou and Teaki are here!" Toshiro was lounging with several throw pillows across from the sofa, where Kenrou was sitting with a look of patient indulgence, though anyone who didn't know him very well would swear that it was the exact same passionless smile he always wore. Daichi was at the head of the table, standing instead of sitting, looking like he had some sort of great plan he wanted to share.
"Hurry up!" he said. "I've got a great plan I want to share." Binshou and Teaki left their coats and shoes in the foyer and joined the rest of their faction at the sofa. "Now," Daichi went on, "Did you all bring the requested materials?"
"Yep!" Teaki answered. "I brought every last box of chocolate I got yesterday. Man, it was a good haul this year."
Kenrou placed a single heart-shaped box on the center of the table. "Tsurian-kun was very kind to think of us this year, even if the motive behind the gift was a bit... misguided."
Toshiro grinned. "Let me guess, Boss. She practically threw the box at you and told you to start eating immediately before you wasted away."
"Very insightful, Giou-kun," Kenrou nodded. "You know her quite well."
"My turn!" Teaki said, as he dumped his gifts unceremoniously onto the table. "Read 'em and weep, boys. Eight boxes, each one saying, 'Oh Teaki, I cannot resist your charms!'"
Toshiro resisted laughing as he pulled eight more boxes of chocolate from underneath the table and added them to the growing pile on top. "It's not as much as I used to get in high school, mind you, but my female minions are as loyal as they are talented."
"Well," Daichi said, "That's good, because I didn't get anything this year. Yesterday, every time a girl besides Kia-chan tried to approach me, one of the Lunars would conveniently show up and scare them away."
"They are very well organized for such a large faction," Kenrou conceded generously.
The conversation dissipated as everyone turned their attention to Binshou, who had his face in a textbook and was trying very hard not to notice.
"Bi-kun, it's your turn. Didn't you get anything?" Daichi asked gently.
"What? Oh, I- yes. Um..." Binshou slowly put the book aside, unzipped his bag, and emptied out its contents. The others took a moment to eye the number of boxes, and Toshiro laughed.
"Way to go, Lady-killer!"
"Fourteen? FOURTEEN?" Teaki shouted incredulously. "How did you get fourteen boxes? Do you even KNOW fourteen girls? I mean, aside from all the senshi?"
Binshou just mumbled something and hid his reddened face behind the textbook again.
"Well," Daichi jumped in, "Now that I have all the chocolate, would anyone like to guess what my plan is?"
"Are you going to give them to the homeless?" asked Binshou.
"Paint the boxes white and give them back to the girls on White Day?" asked Teaki.
"Tie Boss to a chair and shove them all down his throat to see if he's actually capable of gaining weight?" asked Toshiro.
"It is unnecessary for Giou-kun to speak on Tsurian-kun's behalf during faction meetings," said Kenrou.
"I think it might actually be a good idea, though."
"Well, you're all wrong," explained Daichi. "They're all fine ideas, but my plan is even better!"
"Better than sharing with those less fortunate?"
"... ... Stop ruining the moment, Bi-kun."
"Sorry."
Daichi waited until all attention was focused on him and everyone was silent again. "What I'm going to do is take these chocolates, and make a dozen batches of the most awesome Valentine ice cream in the history of time!"
Toshiro's eyes went as wide as the boxes of chocolate in front of him. "That is the best plan I have ever heard in my LIFE. I am thrilled to be a part of this plan!"
"Takawa-san, I'm afraid that the freezer is still rather full from the last ice cream experiment you embarked upon," Kenrou noted. He didn't want to disappoint Daichi, but he didn't want to buy a new refrigerator when the current one broke, either.
"Not a problem!" Daichi said. "Toshi-kun, go!"
"Sir, yes sir!" Toshiro was off like an ice cream-seeking missile.
"Will the rest of you help me bring these chocolates into the kitchen?" The off-duty Shitennou obeyed, Binshou and Teaki looking amused, Kenrou still maintaining a look of patient indulgence.
The entire Terran faction plus thirty-one boxes of chocolate made for a rather cramped working environment, but it did not make Kenrou any less diligent in emptying his fridge of other necessary ice cream ingredients, Daichi any less diligent in setting up the ice cream maker that had been relocated from his home to Kenrou's long ago, Binshou or Teaki any less diligent in the de-boxing of the chocolates, or Toshiro any less diligent in his effort to down an entire carton of tomato-mango ice cream. "You know," he mused between spoonfuls, "I'm surprised that none of my minions thought to buy me chocolate ice cream in the first place."
"It's better that they don't," said Daichi. "The stuff I make is a million times better than anything they could buy in stores."
"Very true."
"Did you know that Saint Valentine was beheaded as punishment for giving aid to imprisoned martyrs, and holds patronage not only over lovers, but over plague?" said Binshou.
"Cool!" said Teaki. "We can mix all the cherry cordials in one batch and call it Saint's Blood ice cream!"
"Shunran-kun, I don't believe that Takawa-san would be interested in impugning his fine creation with such a distasteful name," said Kenrou.
"Yeah, and I don't believe Ishino-sensei managed to remove that stick from your ass when you two were celebrating last night."
A sudden chill permeated the apartment and everyone in the kitchen froze, except Toshiro who was choking on a mouthful of ice cream.
Binshou sighed. "And everything was going so smoothly, too."
"Yeah, it was too good to last," said Daichi.
"Shunran-kun, a word with you."
