Disclaimer: I do not own PoT. Whoever does, would you mind selling the characters to me for a sum of $20? No? But that's all I have! Hmm… how about just the Seigaku regulars? … All right, how about just one of the characters then? … fine, be that way.

Drunk (any ideas for a better name???)

The bell rang, and Fuji looked up. The exam was done. Fuji stared down at the history exam sitting before him- coincidentally, also the last exam for his year. He was officially on summer break now. Grinning, he handed in his exam paper and left.

Fuji glanced at his watch. Tezuka would be close to finishing too… Fuji walked the almost deserted halls, arriving in front of Tezuka's exam room. Barely a minute passed before Tezuka strode out of the classroom, looking as unruffled as always. Fuji greeted him with a smile. "How was your math exam?" From behind Tezuka, a voice said "Chance that Tezuka-buchou got all the questions right: 89%" Fuji laughed. "Ah, Inui. Always with your percentages, even right after your exam. How did you do then?" Emerging from behind Tezuka, Inui pushed up his glasses and replied, "I'm certain I did quite well. Chance that I got a perfect paper: 93%" Fuji laughed again. "Looks like I'm in the vicinity of 2 geniuses."

As they walked towards the front door, Fuji asked, "Oh, do you two geniuses have anything to do tonight? Inui and Tezuka looked at each other. Inui shrugged, turning back to Fuji. "I'm pretty sure that Kaidoh has something planned, so I'll have to pass." Fuji smiled. The fact that Kaidoh and Inui were a pair was old news. "I should have known. Well, have fun Inui. Tezuka, you free then?" Tezuka nodded curtly. "Yes, I am. I'd also enjoy celebrating the end of exams." Fuji smiled delightedly. "I'll see who else I can get to come. Meet at the gate at 5 then?" Tezuka nodded.

***

5 o'clock rolled around. Tezuka stood at the gates of the school alone, beginning to feel a bit suspicious. Where was everybody else?

Fuji finally showed up, 10 minutes late. Panting, he said, "I'm really sorry I'm late." He paused to catch his breath.

"I asked Eiji, but he's going out to eat with Oishi." Another well-known pairing. They'd started dating even before Kaidoh and Inui.

"Kawamura backed out when I said I'd invited the whole team. I wonder why…" Actually, it had only been one person Kawamura had objected to. Tezuka. He respected Tezuka as a captain, but knowing that Fuji had a crush on him… Kawamura couldn't stand to see those two together, so he'd opted out. Of course, Fuji didn't know that.

"Oh, and Echizen came back for a visit, so Momo's out too." Tezuka nearly groaned, but managed to keep his mouth shut. Ever since those two had started going out, Momo had become a changed man. When Echizen had left for America for a competition, Momo had become depressed, not even coming to practices for a while. Even when he had returned to practices, he didn't have his heart in it, and Tezuka had actually considered taking him off the regulars. But now that Echizen was back, Momo would no doubt be back to his normal cheerful self, if not even more upbeat. Tezuka let out a sigh. He supposed that these were symptoms of love- your emotions were controlled by your beloved. Thank goodness he hadn't had anything to do with that yet.

Wrenching his thoughts away from the many lovesick couples, Tezuka asked, "So where are we going for this celebration?" Fuji smiled and said, "Well, I was planning on trying out this new bar that opened near my house. Do you mind?"

Tezuka's eyes widened, and he immediately began to protest. "I don't like alcohol, I get drunk really easily, I really don't like bars, blah blah blah…" He soon realized that Fuji wasn't going to accept no for an answer. "You don't have to drink if you don't want to. Just come and keep me company! Or would you rather go find one of those couples to hang out with?" Tezuka winced at that low blow. Fuji knew he would never intrude on a couple, despite his own disdain of this thing called love. Tezuka had too much class for that. He sighed. "All right, I'll come." He should have known Fuji could always outmaneuver him.

***

What monster had he unleashed? Fuji let out a gasp for air as he dodged another assault, ducking behind a table. If he'd known Tezuka would be like this… he wished he had listened when Tezuka said he got drunk easily.

Fuji had mercilessly coerced Tezuka into drinking just one beer. Just one, he thought. Even if Tezuka didn't like alcohol, just one little drink couldn't hurt him. Fuji had never been wrong. Tezuka had started showing signs of being drunk almost immediately after the first sip. His symptoms: craving more alcohol. Fuji had found this amusing at first: the Ice King, getting drunk after one sip of alcohol? But soon, Fuji was alarmed. The amount that Tezuka was imbibing was even more than Fuji, and the mere thought of the bill made Fuji wince. And then… the true terror of Tezuka's drunkenness showed.

There are several types of drunkards. Some people get up and strip. Others fall senselessly in a corner. A few- a very select few- become kissing fiends.

Guess which category Tezuka belonged to.

Gulping, Fuji made a leap for the door. Tezuka caught him in midair, latching onto his legs. "Oof!" Fuji had all the air smacked out of him as he slammed into the ground, but he had other things to worry about. While gasping for much-needed air, Fuji attempted to squirm out of Tezuka's deathgrip. He could feel Tezuka slowly working his way up, creeping closer and closer.

"Come on, Fuji, just one kiss…"

Fuji squirmed even more. Yes, he wanted to kiss Tezuka… wait what? … but he didn't want it like this! He wriggled one last time, throwing all his strength into it. Yes, he'd made it! Standing, he spun around to face Tezuka triumphantly, and found Tezuka in midair, having just launched himself at Fuji yet again. This time, Fuji had no time to react.

Fuji found himself flat on his back, with Tezuka stretched full-length above him. Tezuka's hands had somehow pinned his wrists, holding him immobile. Fuji swallowed. He couldn't run now…

Tezuka leaned down, but the look in his eyes wasn't that of a complete drunkard. When his lips finally touched Fuji's, they were tender and gentle, not clumsy and rough. Fuji thought dazedly that he must be pretty wasted himself if he couldn't taste the alcohol on Tezuka's breath… but then he stopped thinking. The sensation of Tezuka's lips, soft yet hard, tender yet ungiving, carefully teasing Fuji's lips in ways he never thought possible, made all rational thought impossible. Fuji lay under Tezuka, surrendering to his skillful touch, forgetting his compromising position.

When ice-cold water splashed over his head, Fuji spluttered and instantly tuned into his surroundings. Many people in the bar were staring incredulously at the pair on the ground, and several were muttering. The bartender, who held a bucket in his hand, glared at both of them and snarled, "This isn't a gay bar! Get the hell out!" Face red and panting, Fuji bowed apologetically to the furious people, and dragged Tezuka out with him.

In a corner of the bar, a pair of square glasses glinted in the dim light. Inui turned to Kaidoh. "Who knew things would turn out like this?" Kaidoh let out one of his signature hisses. "Phshhhh…" and snuck a glance at Inui. He rather wished he hadn't. Inui was sitting there, smiling evilly to himself as he scribbled this new information into his notebook. The fact that Tezuka was a kissing fiend when drunk was definitely important news. He wondered how he could use this… smiling even more, Inui began to laugh, and Kaidoh thought to himself privately that Inui was really creepy at times.

*** The next day ***

Fuji glared at the phone sitting innocently on the table. Massaging his temples, Fuji leaned back and let out a frustrated groan. The phone's ringing had not helped to dissipate his terrible hangover. Why did Oishi always have to call in the morning? And why did he have to say that, to make up for missing yesterday's celebration, he would be holding another party? With all the regulars? At another bar? Where they were all bound to get drunk again?

Wait. Drunk. Fuji's hangover practically disappeared when he thought about what would happen if he got Tezuka drunk again. In front of all the regulars. Fuji's slow smile didn't bode well for a certain stoic captain…

*** Owari ***

A/N: Any ideas for a better name? As you can no doubt see, I'm not too creative when I name my stories. *coughs* How did this terrible idea come about? Well, I was just thinking, what if Tezuka was a totally different person when he got drunk? And I've just recently read a manga where one of the characters became a kissing fiend when drunk… Put 2 and 2 together, you're going to get 5... I think. In any case, please R&R!

Another question, does anyone want me to write a sequel? I might like to write a story where the rest of the regulars find out about Tezuka's drunk habits.