Sometimes it was incredibly easy to forget that Gai wasn't just an overgrown nerdy dweeb that could be tossed in a locker and left there, but a taijutsu specialist. After the back of his head smacked into the cave wall, Yamato scowled at his own lack in foresight. It was that grating voice, damnit. Everything about Gai was just so ridiculous that it was hard to act logically in his presence without going completely batshit.

He stared, when Gai made his last statement. He was still protesting that? Maybe he really hadn't ever had sex.

... Not that Yamato ever doubted the accuracy of his own accusation in the first place. Who on Earth would sleep with that man?

"How drunk was she?" he asked, hoping he hasn't lured some poor blind girl in and taken advantage of her, or something. If he'd even done that. Which still was massively unlikely.