Alcohol Aftermath
Albert Diyosa
Wow. I am back, and I am not Allence of the Weed anymore. Changing my penname was nothing, really. I just felt like I needed change, and so voila, I am Albert Diyosa in an instant.
Okay. I am still writing under GTO just because I love the anime. I just do not know if people still visit this section, but what the heck. I write because I love writing!
I have nothing left to say, but read the story. Haha, and yes, I missed writing fanfiction and reading them, too.
Disclaimer: I do not own GTO, and you do not own it, too. Sad, but it is true.
Nota Bene: The ones with numbers provide explanations after the story.
Chapter 1
Everyone knew that Kanzaki Urumi was vice-free. She did not smoke, did not drink, and the only thing she considered her sweet addiction was writing. Yes, Urumi happened to like writing especially during her free time and when she was at home. She sounded dorky and boring on the social side, but she did not mind. All that she surrounded her world with was whatever was essential—her faith, her healthy and platonic relationships with others, her demanding career—and more writing.
That was until a person named Kikuchi Yoshito appeared and caught her attention.
Yoshito was a good kid like Urumi. He found no interest in alcohol and punching holes in his lungs (1), but his being immaculate from alcohol had to end prematurely. You could blame it on peer pressure, but he was also at fault for even entertaining a friend's request. The question was; did he find pleasure in it?
It was going to be a night he would wish to forget, or probably not.
Three days of seclusion, bonding, and rest from work did not sound bad. Class 3-4 from Seirin High had their reunion in Okinawa, where their celebrity classmate, Nomura Tomoko owned a villa. It had been years since they last saw each other, which was during their Senior High graduation, and everyone were dying to catch up with each other, even the goriest details of the lives of everyone.
Of course, exclusive parties would not be fun and interesting to go to without drinking and a bit of flirting. Those two factors were never absent. It made exclusive parties more than alive. Besides, alcohol releases the real faces of different people, and through it, one could extract the juiciest information.
Alcohol was a deadly weapon, and Yoshito would be one of its victims.
The night was young. Even as it went deeper, no one wanted to rest yet, save for the drunken people sleeping like logs at the sofa with Urumi, who busied herself laughing openly at her intoxicated friends crowding in front of the TV screen and singing—more like shouting their throats out. Since she was the only one who did not plant kisses on beer bottles, she got to see almost everyone losing control of their composure, and falling like heavy logs after. She took responsibility of dragging their bodies on to the sofa, or on to the carpet, giving each a throw pillow for their heads. She also handed glasses of water to them to soothe the burning sensation that the alcohol had left as an after effect. Urumi did not forget checking the individual rooms if anyone planned anything more-than-physical stuff to happen, especially now that majority of her high school classmates were victims of intoxication. She did not want to answer after that. Besides, Tomoko was also with the drunken people on the sofa, snoozing off. Taking responsibility for somebody's more-than-physical actions was more than enough. She was just a visitor.
"Hey Urumi!" her all-time videoke fan classmate, Aizawa Miyabi called. "Don't be a killjoy and join us!" Everyone in class knew about Miyabi's magnificent singing voice and how a certain Fujiyoshi Koji liked it. They did get along way back, but now, they both went their own ways, and Miyabi was now married to a filthy rich executive, currently on a business trip in China. Miyabi and Urumi were co-workers under the same company and under the same division, making their once cold friendship bloom to a new start.
Urumi politely refused, shaking her head as she smiled. There were five of them, crammed in front of the screen as if the wide living room of Tomoko's villa was too small. Aside from Miyabi, Kusano Tadaaki and Murai Kunio were the only men singing out of tune. Yoshikawa Noboru just stood there, smiling like an idiot and looking at them. Uehara Anko liked videoke, too, so she was there. Nevertheless, it was also because of Noboru why she preferred cramming herself with them. It was her only chance of getting uber close to the full-time computer geek, but the secret love of her life.
"Oh come on, Kanzaki! You're no fun!" Kunio yelled, as he handed her the microphone while the song was already playing. "Show us if you're a genius in singing, too!" Tadaaki laughed boisterously.
She could not blame them. The alcohol had completely devoured their insides.
They were 40 (2) in their class, but only half of the class attended because the other half had their schedules fixed already. She was with 19 of them in the living room, including her. Two were with her on the sofa, six were on the floor, five were in front of the TV screen, and the other five—those mighty I-am-still-sober-despite-downing-7-bottles-already people—were having a serious conversation over beer on the other side of the living room. One was missing, and her gut seemed to tell her that her intuitions were correct.
Where was Yoshito?
Urumi browsed her surroundings until her blue-brown orbs led her to seeing a figure, sitting on the ledge just outside the door of the living room. 'Yoshito,' she thought.
She had enough of shouting classmates, the scent of beer breath and nicotine combined, and looking after her dead drunk classmates, so she decided to step out. Moreover, Yoshito was there, quietly minding his business and looking at the night sky.
End of Chapter 1
Alcohol Aftermath is actually a one-time story. Originally, I placed my own characters in the roles of Kikuchi and Kanzaki, but I think they would do perfect for this story (and because I am really running out of creative juices for KxK). I had the original story posted at fictionpress, but I do not use my fictionpress account anymore, so I removed it. Now, I am using it again (obviously), but with a different plot and characters.
Explanations:
In the anime and in the live show, Kikuchi does not seem to show interest in smoking, though it was evident in the manga. In this story, I prefer to use the Kikuchi in the anime to fit the story.
I am not sure if they are 40 in their class, but my gut tells me they are. Correct me if I am wrong. Thank you. :)
Oh yes, I have not been updating for like, forever because of my sorry schedule. As of the moment, I am free from school responsibilities, so I am grabbing this opportunity to be alive and write fanfiction as I always did back in high school.
I miss this place.