Hi!
It's me again! Thanks so much for the reviews and sorry for not updating – I've been busy! But I'm working on another chapter for Poor little kouhai
But please try to enjoy this while you're waiting for it!
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LAST WINTER
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A lot of young people laughing, drinking alcohol and dancing to very loud (and very bad) music playing non-stop. And, of course, a lot of 'socializing' was going on too. All too often it was behind closed doors too.
Parties weren't really Sanada's thing, not even parties for teenagers. He shouldn't even have been there in the first place, but Yanagi decided to bring Sanada along. In his hunt for the regulars, that was.
If Marui and Niou thought they could do what they wanted on their time out of school they were more stupid than Sanada had thought from the start. Tennis was a team sport and team sports were all about responsibility towards the team.
Responsible members of the tennis team weren't supposed to go to a house party the day before a match. And Sanada was going to teach them what happened to the unlucky ones who they did.
But right now he was too busy to evade dancing, all too drunk teenagers in some unknown guy's house. The poor guy's parents were obviously not home and the poor lad himself was nowhere to be seen.
Someone almost forced a glass into his hand and he absently sipped on it before putting it away. Then he climbed the stairs leading to the second floor.
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Marui was way too drunk, which was a relatively new experience for him. The whole room seemed to be moving to the music and it wasn't just because people were dancing in the room, which by the look of it was an empty bedroom.
There were some girls too – actually a lot of the people in the room were girls…!
Marui fell onto the bed, hoping the feeling of the floor moving by itself would go away if he did. A girl of some sorts was sitting next to him, and she smiled drunkenly at him. Trying to make a conversation over the noise was almost impossible; he'd already given up trying hours ago.
The girl leaned forward towards him, and her scent was that of sweet perfume and lip gloss mixed with alcohol. At first Marui thought she was trying to start up a conversation of some sorts, and he opened his mouth to tell her he couldn't hear what she was saying.
But instead, she put her hand at his neck and pulled him closer. And in his drunken condition, Marui's heart almost skipped a beat. This is it! My first kiss…!
The door suddenly flew open with a loud bang, followed by a thundering voice shouting: "Marui Bunta DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY IN YOUR HEAD?!!"
The music stopped. People were screaming, at first thinking it was someone's dad and that they had been busted. As soon as they realized the person standing in the door opening wasn't an adult, they sighed, relieved. But they still left the room, since both the music and the mood was way gone. And the girl got up from the bed and left, too.
"Aw, fukubuchou… what'd you do that for?!" Marui slurred. "I was just about to-"
"Don't you have anything useful inside that head of yours?!" Sanada continued, looking furious. He stopped, taking a deep breath. The room seemed to be spinning, was the air in the room bad?
"Hey, you're not my mum!" Marui said, as the other boy closed in. "What d'you think you're doin'?!" Marui protested as Sanada lifted him up."Let me down! I'm no frickin' girl!!"
"We're leaving" Sanada grunted. "As soon as Yanagi finds Niou, we're out of here!"
Oh shit… the room didn't stop spinning at all and instead it got worse by the second. Sanada swallowed hard… how could this be, why-
The drink…! Was his last thought before everything went black.
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"What the-?! Sanadawake up! Or fucking let go!" Marui shouted. His fukubuchou had fallen backwards onto the bed, still holding Marui who was now sitting in Sanada's lap. "Hellooooo?! Yanagi! Niou! Somebody!! Oh shit this is so embarrassing…"
"I should've brought my camera" Niou snickered, where he stood in the door opening with Yanagi. Marui stuck out his tongue.
"I take it Genichirou is out cold?" the data master guessed. "Just what did you put in his drink, Niou?"
"Just… something I invented."
"Great…" Marui muttered, crossing his arm. "Then this's your fault and I'll be crashing at your place tonight! That's the punishment for messing with my genius!"
"Actually, I was messing with fukubuchou" Niou drawled, scratching the back of his head.
"That's actually a good idea" Yanagi said, nodding. "I'd like to have the three of you at the same place so I don't have to look all over Kanagawa for you tomorrow morning."
"… tomorrow morning?" Niou said, looking puzzled.
"What d'you mean, 'the three of us'?!" Marui protested. "I don't wanna share the couch with fukubuchou!"
"You two'll be sleeping on the floor" Niou informed him, grabbing Marui's hand and pulling him to his feet.
Yanagi and Niou half dragged Sanada and half carried him down the street towards Niou's house, with Marui following. Not that the bubblegum blowing boy had much of a choice, since Yanagi held his arm in a tight grip.
At Niou's house, Yanagi and Niou had to carry Sanada up the stairs. Two spare futons were pulled out and put on the floor in Niou's room. And soon both Marui and Sanada were asleep, more or less.
"What'd you put in that drink Niou?" Yanagi said in a hushed voice, as he was about to leave.
"Wouldn't you wanna know" Niou snickered.
"So it's not something dangerous then?"
"Nah, it was just GHB so it's not dangerous. It's not even illegal, you know. My mum uses it when she's got trouble sleeping."
"… I hope you're joking?" Yanagi said, opening his eyes partly. "You mean you drugged Genichirou with-"
"It wasn't a big dose! And it's not like I was planning to rape him or something" Niou protested. Yanagi almost looked as if he wanted to slap something, or someone. Instead, he took a deep breath.
"He might suffer from memory loss when he wakes up" Yanagi warned. "Please call me if he vomits or if he gets trouble breathing."
"I was hoping that he'd get a memory loss" Niou grinned, as he opened the front door and held it up. "Have a safe trip home and don't forget to come pick us up tomorrow."
"What am I, your mother? I'll see you tomorrow at the courts."
