ALCOHOL

In preparation for the OkiKagu week on Tumblr.

Here ya go guys…

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The crashing of bottles and a battle cry was heard throughout Snack Smile as the customers were enjoying their visit.

The interrupting noise came from a certain spot, where, oddly, a brown-haired hostess was physically hurting a what-seems-to-be civilian as a group of apathetic Shinsengumi officers and another group of civilians were gathered around them.

Though the customers felt violated of their entertainment due to the disruption, the staff could only give the group a look of disappointment. Even though they should be running them out of the bar, these disruptors were their best customers! The man being beaten by the hostess was often here and he would pay an enormous amount just to sit with the said hostess. The money coughed even grew when other people came with him.

Among the chaos was the rowdy drunkards, all sitting together in one booth; four young men and one woman. Two of the older men were bickering like idiots; one was obviously tone-deaf but insisted on singing; while the two remaining acted like the first two except they were kinda flirting.

"China," the blond officer called. "If you think you can beat me in a drinking contest, you've got another thing coming." His eyes were half-closed and he shakes his head awfully close to the young woman's face. She slams her forehead with his.

"Feel that, Sadist? It'll hurt more when you find out you lost to me; a girl." The redhead hiccups in between her snickers and pours the alcoholic drink in two cups resting on the table. "You'll get your ass handed to you!"

They both drink to their pride's content, their moves, head lifts, and gulps synchronizing with each passing moment. One would think that what they're doing was scientifically reckless. Binge-drinking was, after all, dangerous. But not all of them knew that the female was an Amanto, a Yato, to be exact, and that the male was a very strong samurai and has dealt with more death-defying situations in his life.

"Careful there, China." Okita warns Kagura as she chugs down the drink in just a matter of seconds. "Alcohol is the devil's weapon. You wouldn't want to do something you don't like, right?"

Her pink-hued face shakes as she finishes and then look suspiciously at him.

"Why is it hot? What did you do, you sadist!" She proceeds to unbutton the buttons on her dress; starting from the neck down to one just before her chest. She fans herself with her hand. "I feel really hot…"

Okita was still drunk, but he thought he was already hallucinating when he caught a glimpse of her cleavage peeking out. That part of her skin seemed so magical to him. Not that he hasn't seen other women's breasts before (he had, thanks to a lot of women presenting themselves to him) but hers, even though it was just the upper part, was able to make him think a lot of dirty things. Luckily, (or unluckily for him) Kagura stopped there, making him painfully curious of what more could be hidden beneath her dress.

He suddenly starts giggling, which was very uncharacteristic of him. The alcohol's kicking in. Just the thought of him and China naked in one bed was making him feel weird in all places and he wasn't used to the sensation. With his drunken state, the thought of him being aroused by Kagura seemed too damn funny to happen.

The Yato looks at his happy face and starts to laugh as well. He finds her laughing face, pink-hued, prettier than when she fights him and he joins her in laughter. A small voice in his mind kept telling him to make her laugh like this if he loved it so much, but, of course, he was an infamous S and would only have people be in pain. Though, he somehow wanted to change his nature at the moment.

After a few minutes of pointless laughing and a few more minutes of catching their breath, they come down from their sudden elatedness, the rest in silence as the others grew noisier. Their eyes stared at the dirty-yellow chandelier above them and Okita raises his arm to size the lights with his fingers.

He suddenly feels something rising up in his stomach and before he could excuse himself, Kagura was already running outside, hand covering her mouth. He follows because he thinks he'll also throw up any moment now.

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After throwing up twice (the first was because he saw her throw up), he rinsed his mouth with the water he had demanded from the waiter. Kagura was still throwing up in the alley and he was leaning on the wall, still dizzy, covering her from the eyes of any passerby.

Finally done with vomiting, she stands up and asks him for some water. Okita turns around, ready as ever to be a sadist and deny her the water, until he saw that a fair amount of her chest was already in view. He looks the other way and handed her the water, not commenting about what he saw.

She rinses her mouth and wipes her it with the back of her hand. Okita, since she was preoccupied with cleaning herself, takes a peak once more at the sight. He feels all his blood rush to a certain place and he blushes.

Mother of breasts!

He notices that Kagura's fingers started to teasingly unbutton another one and hooks her right arm around his neck, pulling him closer to her face and getting a better view of her chest.

She bites her bottom lip, in what Okita deemed as a sexy way, and lightly presses her thigh to his groin, eliciting a groan from him.

She closes her eyes and exhales, "Do you want to see more, Sadist?"

She giggles when Okita gulped. The alcohol still had its effects and he doesn't realize that he was already pulling her closer by the waist. He could feel the curves of her body that he never thought would be there. Her breasts were pressing up against his chest and it took all of hi willpower not to act so reckless. They were in an alleyway, after all.

"Don't tease me, China." His voice was so authoritative. But drunk Kagura wasn't responding to threats and nuzzled her nose on his nose and laughs again.

Kagura now wraps her left arm around his neck, locking them in place, and raises a leg as she leans on him. Her lips brush against his as she spoke, "I'm not, Sougo!"

As though she had an eye on the back of her head, she shuffles backwards, leading him to other end of the alley where the love hotels resided. She didn't care if it was difficult or awkward, she wasn't letting go of him. And, for sure, Okita wasn't going to.

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It was even more awkward when he was paying the old lady by the counter of the love hotel.

Kagura insisted on holding on to him and had threatened to leave when he asked her to let go for a while. He didn't know what took over him, but he lets her have her way. Trapping her between the desk and his body, he signs and pays at the counter while she was trailing playful kisses on his cheeks, jaws, and neck (she giggled with every kiss she gave him) and he was sure his reputation as an S will forever be tarnished.

Once they got the room keys, given their position, he awkwardly leads her to the room that was luckily located on the first floor.

The click of the door and the mixed colors of red, orange, and white was all he remembered before everything went blurred.

TO BE CONTINUED….

I might put the smut part on my tumblr account once it's done. "Might" because I'm really not that confident in writing smut and I might not write it at all lol. Anyways, you guys know I absolutely love feedbacks.