Down In Death City, one particular bar had its hands full…

Girls in short dresses, grinding to the beat of loud music-

Boys hitting on and sending drinks to every attractive face that went by-

And a Demon's 21st birthday party.

"Another round, my good man- For the whole bar! Just put it on Kid's tab." Haru was grinning ear to ear as everyone erupted into yells and shouts of gratitude for another time that night. The brown-haired death weapon took another swig of his beer and came face to face with the grim reaper he spoke of.

"I'll only let it slide tonight, but really Haru. Try to refrain from purposely spending all my money, hm?"

"Oh Kid, learn to live a little!" Haru flung an arm around the reaper and grinned when Kid tried to push him away.

"You smell of hard whiskey."

"Twenty bucks a pop, courtesy of Death The Kid himself. Thanks again, pal."

Kid shoved Haru off and the movement sent Haru into a flurry of laughter as he reached for something to balance himself with. Soul and BlackStar approached the two, eyeing Haru with grins.

"What'd you do, roofie him Kid?" Soul asked sarcastically, sharp teeth escaped from under his lips. BlackStar gave a hard pat on Kid's back and laughed loudly.

"HAHA, Kid! Why don't you come have a drink with me? First one to puke looses!"

BlackStar's eagerness shined through his eyes as he jumped up and down next to Kid. Soul rolled his eyes.

"BlackStar, you got loopy over a sip of beer just a few days ago." He said, holding Haru up with help from some girls. Kid just gave him a small smile.

"I don't drink. I prefer watching everyone else become drunk so I can take pictures." His smirk made Soul and BlackStar shrink back nervously.

"We'll steer clear of you then tonight. Anyway, you better go save Sora so she can do her 21 lucky shots. The girls have got her at a table in the back." Soul said with a nervous smile. Him and BlackStar then ran out of Kids view, leaving him laughing. Sora doing girl talk.

Couldn't get much funnier than that.

"Yes, he so did! But don't let us get off topic, we're here to get the dirt from the birthday girl! Am I right?" Liz said cheerfully, girnning at everyone.

Liz, Patty, Maka, and some other girls from school were packed into the booth seats, the chatter endlessly flowing around the table. Patty chatted away and so did Liz, while Maka read a book. Sora was in the middle.

"So? Sora? You and kid~ !" Everyone giggled like school girls and Sora raised a brow.

"What about it?" It came in a defensive hiss, but everyone was so used to her tone that it was overlooked.

"Is he a good kisser?"

"Have you been in bed yet?"

"Have you talked of marriage?"

"WOAH, WOAH, woah! Hold up!" Sora stood and put her hands up, stopping the flow of ridiculous questions.

"Are you all fucking retarded? Don't ask me those questions!"

But the girls just laughed and pulled her down to sit again.

"Sorry, we're just excited for you I guess. It's been 4 years that you've been together… and your 21 now and well…Kid is a special boy. You know what I mean, right?" Liz comment seemed innocent, but the sly smirk told Sora everything she wanted to know. Sora opened her mouth to speak again, but was interrupted by a savior.

"Sora?"

Sora leaned her head past the girls and out of the booth and grinned at Kid.

"Hey. Come to save me?"

"If you need saving, my dear." He held out his hand and Sora jumped out of the booth, hugging him tightly. She sighed contently in his arms and he laughed.

"Good timing, Reaper boy."

"HEY! SORA! TIME FOR SHOTSS!" A slurred shout echoed around the bar and everyone stared. Haru was completely wasted.

Figures.

"He won't let me live it down, durnk or not if I don't do shots." Sora said, shrugging to Kid as she released him. Kid just smiled and put an arm out, leading the way. Sora grinned.

"That's a good designated driver." She remarked, patting his black locks. He scoffed.

"Ready?"

Twenty one shots of hard liquor lined across the bar in front of Sora. She looked at Haru and punched his arm lightly.

"Idiot, you must be kidding right? I can't do all these shots by myself. That's like screaming 'Alcohol poisoning here I come!'"

Haru rolled his eyes and patted her back.

"Fine, I'll do them with you. Baby."

"Oh, screw you."

Their loving exchange of words was soon interrupted.

"Us too!" Soul and BlackStar shoved their way to the front of the crowd of dancers and finally to the bar, taking seats next to Sora.

"I could drink ALL of these myself!" BlackStar began bragging wildly.

"I suppose I could do one." Maka said, avoiding Soul's shocked demeanor as she sat too.

"I'd like another too~" Liz was already sitting down, winking at Sora. Red eyes glared hard.

Soon Tsubaki and Patty joined them as well, and then finally Kid.

"Thought you didn't drink, Mr. I- can't –hold-my-liquor." Sora commented sweetly. Kid grinned back at her.

"If it's for you, I don't mind a hangover."

A crowd was gathering.

"Ready now?" Haru whined from the end of the bar. Sora picked up her shot glass.

"Happy freakin' birthday to me!" She yelled.

"Yeah!"

They each downed their glass in a second.

"Ready to go?" Kid asked. Sora slowly nodded as she surveyed their friends all standing outside the restaurant. Patty carrying Liz, Tsubaki carrying BlackStar, Maka with Soul, and Haru on the ground.

"Yup. Ready."

Kid held out his hands, the familiar black power of a grim reaper seeping out. When it vanished, all that was left was his hovering skateboard. He pulled her close and onto the board as they climbed higher in the air.

"Man, do I love it when you do that." Sora wrapped her arms around his neck and Kid grinned at her.

"Happy Birthday Sora."

"Thanks. But promise me one thing, huh?"

"What is it?"

"No more bar parties. It's bad for enough Haru's an ass some of the time, I don't think I could handle all the time."

Smirks were exchanged.

"Agreed."