[ahahah, I love that Gaara's ANBU defend his honor.]
Red, blue, green. Lee flipped through the cards quickly, eyes shifting from one to the next to the next, before starting all over again.
"Hurry up and choose," came Neji's bored voice.
"I, I will!" Lee promised, fingering first the blue card, then switching swiftly back to the red. "Any moment now."
If he chose the blue, then he might still be able to--but no, what if Neji already had the shadow puppets? Lee would be utterly destroyed. Maybe the green? But he knew Neji was in possession of the Second and Third, and that way seemed certain death. That left the red, but it was entirely possible that--
"Don't choose the red one," Naruto spoke directly in Lee's ear, leaning over his shoulder to examine his cards.
Neji directed his deadpan glare Naruto's way. "You're out of the game. You're not allowed to help."
Naruto grinned at him. "I'm out of the game, so I can help as much as I want."
Tenten grimaced. "We all know Neji's going to win anyway. Give up already, Lee, so we can stop playing this damn game."
"No, I can still do this!" said Lee. "I won't give up!" He chose the red one.
Tenten groaned and said, "Typical."
It really, really was. From the other side of the red, Gaara of the Sand glowered back at him. This was what came of playing the new Assassins deck, Lee thought mournfully. Death by desert coffin.
"I don't actually look like that," said Gaara, leaning over Lee's other shoulder.
Neji put down his cards, allowing himself a small smirk that drove Lee insane. "He never needs to quit for me to beat him."
"I told you," said Naruto. "Red is your one true weakness."
Lee stared at Gaara--still leaning over his shoulder and brushing lightly against his back, entirely too close--and supposed it was kind of true.
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And the card game I created in one fic crops up elsewhere (and will again in the future)
Date: 2008-04-16 05:21 pm (UTC)Red, blue, green. Lee flipped through the cards quickly, eyes shifting from one to the next to the next, before starting all over again.
"Hurry up and choose," came Neji's bored voice.
"I, I will!" Lee promised, fingering first the blue card, then switching swiftly back to the red. "Any moment now."
If he chose the blue, then he might still be able to--but no, what if Neji already had the shadow puppets? Lee would be utterly destroyed. Maybe the green? But he knew Neji was in possession of the Second and Third, and that way seemed certain death. That left the red, but it was entirely possible that--
"Don't choose the red one," Naruto spoke directly in Lee's ear, leaning over his shoulder to examine his cards.
Neji directed his deadpan glare Naruto's way. "You're out of the game. You're not allowed to help."
Naruto grinned at him. "I'm out of the game, so I can help as much as I want."
Tenten grimaced. "We all know Neji's going to win anyway. Give up already, Lee, so we can stop playing this damn game."
"No, I can still do this!" said Lee. "I won't give up!" He chose the red one.
Tenten groaned and said, "Typical."
It really, really was. From the other side of the red, Gaara of the Sand glowered back at him. This was what came of playing the new Assassins deck, Lee thought mournfully. Death by desert coffin.
"I don't actually look like that," said Gaara, leaning over Lee's other shoulder.
Neji put down his cards, allowing himself a small smirk that drove Lee insane. "He never needs to quit for me to beat him."
"I told you," said Naruto. "Red is your one true weakness."
Lee stared at Gaara--still leaning over his shoulder and brushing lightly against his back, entirely too close--and supposed it was kind of true.