"Yeah. So don't complain." Not that Tenpou could actually hear him by now. So he stood there, shifting uncomfortably. No sight. No hearing. Totally, utterly...vulnerable. He hated it. Nervously, he bit his lip, oblivious to the fact that Gojyo was intently watching him.

The redhead's eyes shifted to Goku. "Oi...saru. Take your time...you know...while your at it...make one over there."

"Here?" Goku inquired, pointing to a spot.

Gojyo shook his head. "Nah. Waaaaaaaaaay over there. And make it...like...eight feet high so it'll be more intimidating."

"Why don't you help some? That'll take forever!" the boy whined.

I know. Hungrily licking his lips, he turned back to Tenpou; called out to his "younger" teammate. "Can't. I'm busy." And so Goku stomped away, heaving armfuls of snow. Now, Gojyo thought, to business.

"Tenpou."

No answer.

"Tenpouuuuu."

Nothing.

"Your hair's on fire."

Nothing.

Well, can't say I never told him. Who cares if he didn't hear? It was just as useful as talking to a wall. "I know you ain't Hakkai. And that's fine. As long as he gets back all right, you know?"