Sake.
He normally doused,nah,more drowned himself in it every Saturday. It made him half-crazy and so drunk that he probably wouldn't even recognize his own family. It also made him do stupid things like getting into fights and injuring himself.But,he liked it. He liked that floaty feeling, the way it made him feel indestructible and how it could carry him off to another universe.
Of course, he would have to face the consequences.
Hangover,headaches,slowness when fighting...
Right now, his two best friends were carrying him and complaining loudly.
"Aaaargh...What do you eat everyday?"
"Man, you're heavier than a bull!"
"Even after doing this every weekend..."
"We'll be able tocarry a bull with our pinkies after practicing with you!"
"Why do you have to do this every weekend?"
"Is sake really that nice?"
"Nah,I don't think so. Look what he looks like after drinking!"
He shifted himself and managed to grunt out an answer." Shut...Up..."
"Hey,he actually can talk!"
"A miracle had happened!"
He winced. His ears were buzzing. Their oh-so-annoying conversation was making him feel as if he was spun repeatedly over and over again in a horrible spinning whirlpool. He felt sour bile rise up in his throat. The repercussions came later than this...Normally...
Never mind...He'll throw up all over...
WHAM.
An enraged tyell split the peaceful night air, followed by a howl of laughter.
"SANOSUKE!"
"He puked up all over you...HEY!"
He had just turned around and spat up the remaining vomit all over Heisuke,for good measure.
"You...you...IDIOT!"Both his friends screamed together, followed by a stream of swear words.
"We should just throw you in a bin!"
'Nah,be more inventive,Shinpachi,we've done that already. A more fitting punishment is to throw him in front of the Vice Commander!"
They didn't though.
They were his friends after all.
