The only defense Kenta could put up was groans and the occasional arm swing. His total lack of energy and overall disinterest in the situation made him a ragdoll-like mess. He let out a grunt as his back hit the dirt before he felt the tug at his pants "Easy!" he grumbled with newfound energy "I like these pants!". Chaz swiftly yanked Kenta's shirt from over his head, the collar caught on the top of his head for a moment before gliding along his prickly head. Kenta gave a languid stretch and planted his hands behind him for support. He could've bolted and made this much more difficult, but the thought of being chased around the forest naked didn't sound like a fun idea.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Besides if he's gonna do all the work,  why stop him?"</span>. Chaz hoisted him back up and tossed him into the water. Kenta braced for the icy chill of the river. It never came. Instead, a relaxing warmth flowed about his body. He didn't get a chance to enjoy the feeling before Chaz attacked him with a soapy assault. Kenta gave a half-hearted grumble in irritation.<br/><br/>"I get the feeling you just like touching me," he teased "If you asked nicely there wouldn't be a need for all this," he spoke like a negotiator laying out his reasonable terms.<br/><br/>The moment Chaz reached his chest, Kenta squirmed a bit. He'd been touched before, but the context was always less personal: combat, games, training, joking. This was...different. He started to fight back with a bit more vigor but Chaz was stone-set in his determination. The entire ordeal left Kenta warm.<br/><br/>"Watch it!" he shouted as Chaz started to wash below the waterline. He snagged the soap from him "I can do this part fine all by myself, thanks".<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"I warned you. One way or another, you would be getting a bath and you happened to make the most embarrassing way necessary."</span>Chaz stated while squeezing shampoo onto Kenta's head. Kenta finished cleaning himself and sat cross-legged with his hands pressed into the pebbly bed between his legs as Chaz washed his hair. This part was actually quite relaxing. Kenta's body relaxed a bit and he let his eyes take in the scenery. The river had a pale blue glow to its surface thanks to the moon sitting high in the sky. A soft sigh escaped his lips.<br/><br/>"This river's kinda- HEY!" without warning, thin shimmering walls encased him on all sides "What the hell is your problem?" he nearly barked out at Chaz "It's one thing to WASH ME, it's another to keep me captive," his upset didn't last for very long. He'd already settled back into a cranky daze.<br/><br/>"I could easily be putting clothes on right now!" he called over. He settled on watching for the time being. A light blue ring emanated from around Chaz, spreading outwards in concentric circles. It took Kenta a moment to realize he was warming the water and casting the faint glow on the river. He chuckled aloud "I guess 'Hot Pants' was a pretty appropriate name, huh?".