Party Animal
By: rusto
Author's notes: everybody loves Kyuzo-dono. Who doesn't anyway? no editing was done here so sorry for any mistakes in grammar or spelling.
Disclaimer: I don't own.
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The stars are wild
It was a thought slowly crawling out of Kyuzo's mind. It was the night they have beaten up those Nobuseri and the village is having a feast. Quiet both in nature and manner, Kyuzo can't help thinking that maybe these people are totally exaggerating the word "festival". Strange but he doesn't know much about festivals to compare. Anyway, he rested on a tree and tried to brood over god-knows-what.
"kyuzo-dono, why don't you join us?" Katsushiro's voice was a little timid and is trying, in vain, to sound inviting.
He stared for a moment and ignored the boy completely.
"kyuzo-dono…well, I wasn't suppose to say this but…"
"Kambei-sama wants you to join the festival". The sentence was finished by Gorobei and is too, trying to be inviting.
He stared at them, contemplated for a moment and decided to ignore them both completely.
"You can't get a girlfriend with that attitude"
"Gorobei-san, aren't samurais supposed to be training rather than hunting for girls?"
"That's where you're wrong, Katsu"
"oh"
"so…Kyuzo-dono, let's go!!". Gorobei announced happily and started walking towards the blondie.
Kyuzo posed for fighting but great big hands snatched him and carried him on his great big shoulders. He started fidgeting a little, seemingly embarrassed with the sudden turn of events.
When he was let down, Kyuzo stared at the people. His eyed widened a bit at the sudden mix of colors, then instantly, he calmed himself.
"isn't that the samurai who fights gracefully?"
"yes, that's him! I saw him gliding in the air!!"
Shrieks soon followed which was quite irritating to him. Kyuzo remained on his feet, trying not to feel lost in all these…things.
He didn't know he was the one whom the girls were talking about. he didn't even care. damn it! if he is shoved into this party, someone should have showed him how to. well, no matter. He shrugged and walked towards the forest.
"oh no, you don't!", he heard Kikuchiyo running for him.
He stopped and waited for him. panting hard, Kikuchiyo waved his left hand holding a bottle of what he concluded as rice wine. He looked at him, wondered how can a robot like him get drunk.
"you should enjoy the Par-tey! Ehehe…" Kikuchiyo was now wheezing and deeply red. He was offered the bottle but he declined.
Suddenly someone grabbed his shoulders from behind. That was fast…he thought. He looked around, as much as he can. A thick mop of brown hair, sickly smell of breath…he knew who it was, a drunk Kambei.
Without losing his mind, he strangled forcefully but failed badly. Another man came, this time it was Rikichi holding a big bottle.
"try this one, samurai-dono!" laughing hard, the farmer shoved his bottle into Kyuzo's mouth.
He instinctively shook his head though he knew it would not work. Sadly, (?), he relaxed and took the vermin. His mind swirled, not accustomed to too much wine. His head bent down…everybody stopped.
"have we killed him?" little komachi's words echoed everybody's question. Have they really killed him?
no sooner, Kyuzo's head went up and grinned menacingly. Shrieks from the women arise and the men tensed.
""kyuzo-dono!!!"
the blonde samurai blinked twice as he was disturbed from his slumber. A dream…he decided.
His head throbbed painfully and he had to hold his head for support. He waged war against himself, denying the fact that he had been drunk. Can't be..he thought ruefully.
"Last night's a blast, ain't it?" Heihachi said over a riceball.
"yes, and everybody was having fun!" Kikuchiyo commented.
"even kyuzo-dono was happy!" Komachi announced.
They looked at him suddenly and Kyuzo felt his hand over his forehead again.