Disclaimer: I don't own them... sigh, eyes start to fill with tears Why'd you have to bring that up? glares and runs off crying
Author's Note: This is my first Fushigi Yugi fanfic, so be kind. Any kind of criticism will be welcomed, but I must warn you that anything bad written will be laughed at and hung on my wall as memorabelia. Anyway, I was hyped up too late at night, on sugar when I wrote this so... Enjoy!
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No More Sake for Tasuki-chan
"I think Tasuki-chan had too much to drink, no da," Chichiri said indicating the staggering red-head slowly approaching their table. Everyone turned their heads and sure enough, there was Tasuki weaving across the empty floor toward their table, falling one step back for every two he managed to stagger forward. The groan that followed could be heard on the other side of the street as everyone at the table wished once again that Tasuki had never found out what sake was, even though none of them had even known who Tasuki was when he had.
"Hey guysh ish everyone havin' a good time, caush I shure am." Tasuki smiled broadly at his companions, half falling into a chair. An odd look came over his face as he rearranged himself. "Man, these sheats are really comferable."
When he looked around and saw the horrified looks on everyone's faces Tasuki looked puzzled. "Wash the matter," he asked, confused.
A muffled voice could be heard from behind Tasuki, but the words weren't audible until he leaned forward. "Tasuki. . . would you please GET OFF OF ME!"
"Sure Mitsukake," Tasuki said happily. "Where are you?"
"Turn around. . ." The voice was becoming more agitated by the second. Tasuki did so, and came face to face with a very annoyed Mitsukake.
"What you doing down there Mitsukake?"
That was the last straw and everyone but Tasuki could see it. Quickly Chichiri pulled Tasuki off the chair by the collar of his shirt.
"Anou. . . Tasuki-chan, maybe you should go upstairs, no da. You look kind of tired, na no da."
Tasuki yawned, the sake finally getting to him. "I guesh yer right Chichiri, I am kind of tired." Tasuki turned around and walked with Chichiri to the stairs with commendable ease, considering his condition. Everyone at the table, except Mitsukake, breathed a sigh of relief. . . a little too soon.
Just as Tasuki reached the bottom step he turned around and grinned widely at Mitsukake, showing his fangs.
"Thanks fer the seat Mitsukake. It wash really shoft."
Chichiri managed to drag Tasuki down, just as a bowl hit the wall where his head had been seconds before. Tasuki's eyes were wide with surprise when he stood back up. He looked like he wanted to say something, but Chichiri clapped a hand quickly over his mouth before he could and dragged him up the stairs to his room.
An even louder sigh of relief was heard from the table when the door to Tasuki's room slid shut. A few minutes later, Chichiri ran quickly out of the room, slamming the door behind him. He leaned against the door for a few minutes taking deep breaths, allowing those at the table to examine his condition. He was breathing hard, his hair was falling out of its ponytail, and his shirt was dangerously close to falling off his shoulder. He looked frazzled, to say the least. The others gave him questioning looks as he returned to the table, but he simply shook his head and collapsed back into his chair.
"No more sake for Tasuki-chan," he grumbled slowly, shaking his head again.
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A/N: Well, there it is. Did you enjoy it like I said to..? shakes fist ...cause if you didn't...Ahem... anyway. I hope you liked it, if you didn't...Oh well...
Please R&R!
Side Note: Just for everyone's info, because I've gotten a few questions about it. The term "sheat" in the first part of the chapter, is to refer to the fact that a living, breathing Mitsukake is slightly softer and more comfortable than the wooden chairs that were provided in the place where they were staying. I wrote the word as "sheat" because I was trying to slur the word for "inebriated talk." Though it appears that did not turn out quite as I had planned it to either. lol Ah well, it's just me and my strange sense of humor.