Hajime knew it was a bad idea to go drinking.
Souda had convinced him 'it'll be fun!'. Hajime didn't even like drinking. He decided that he could have some fun once in a while. So, he allowed Souda to drag him to the local bar.
"Woah, dude, Sonia is right there!" He left Hajime alone after about ten minutes of being there, and Hajime decided to blow the money he had on shitty drinks.
A few cups of beer and one martini later, he was seeing double, falling over himself in a sad attempt to go to a place to dance, eventually falling and deciding that maybe it was time to head home. Souda was no where to be found, so he decided to chance the walk home. Tripping out of the door, he begins to stumble home.
"Hey, Hajime!" He turns at the sound of his name. Kuzuryuu, Pekoyama, Tanaka, and Kuwata are behind him.
"Hey!" He slurs the word, laughing afterwards. Kuzuryuu nods at Pekoyama, and the group starts to crowd him.
"Yo, Hajime, how much you got on you?" Kuzuryuu asks this almost innocently.
"I don't know, that's a good question!"
"Give me your money." Hajime laughs, waving his hand.
"Very funny! Excuse me, I need to get home!" Another bubbly laugh.
A knife is pulled. Hajime's eyes go wide, and he blinks up at the Swordswoman.
"You heard him." She holds it up to his throat. "Give him your money."
"I-"
"Give me your fuckin' money, Hajime!" Kuzuryuu was very obviously drunk.
"Don't make me use the Four Dark Devas on you!" Tanaka pulls his hamsters out.
A cold laugh escapes Hajime's mouth. "Ohhh nooo, I'm so scared of your shitty hamsters!" This probably wasn't the right thing to say. Tanaka squints at him, frowning.
"What the hell did you just say? You fiend-"
"Tanaka, shut the fuck up." Kuwata rolls his eyes. "We want his money, not his head."
"Hey, I don't want any problems-!" Hajime would back up if he wasn't surrounded.
"Give me your FUCKING money, before Pekoyama slits your sorry throat."
"Leave me alone!"
Komaeda was sitting outside the local bar, scrolling through his Facebook feed. Nanami and Maizono got off in a few minutes, so he offered them a ride home. Hearing shouting, he glances up to see a boy surrounded by people.
The blonde boy punches the surrounded boy, knocking him into the redhead behind him. Komaeda slips his phone in his pocket, deciding to chance it. If he really was lucky, he'd walk away just fine.
He hoped so.
"Back off!" He strides up to the boy, pulling him back by the hood.
"What the hell?" The short boy flails slightly.
"I said back off." He grabs the arm of the almost-unconscious boy, hauling him up.
"What the fuck did you just say? Do you know who the fuck I am?"
"I don't really care." Komaeda sighs. "Bye, now." Pulling the boy so he's leaning on his shoulder, he begins to walk away towards his car. Nanami and Maizono could find him there. Resting him in the backseat, he sits in the front seat, shooting the girls a text. A few minutes later, they pile in, Maizono carefully putting the boy's head on her lap.
"Thanks for the ride home, Ko! You're like, the best!" Maizono laughs, and Nanami nods, yawning into her palm. He drops the girls off at their respective homes, and turning to the boy, he opens his mouth.
"So, what's your addr-" He's cut off by a loud snore. Smiling slightly, he begins the drive home.