Theme: Punch
Setting: Tournament-verse
Pairings: None
Warnings: Drunken singing, drugs
Notes: You may want to read Tournament first, but I feel like this can stand alone.
Words: 265
43. Punch
Soujiro winced and covered his ears in horror. He decided right then and there he would, never, ever go to a party like this again. At least not until he had his own car and his license.
It had all started innocently enough, with his friends inviting him to join them at a party thrown by their classmates. In fact, it had until recently been fun. Games, food, hot girls...it was a dream come true. Until Shinji and his friends arrived with a bowl of innocuous yet evil liquid.
Punch. Soujiro narrowed his eyes at the enormous glass bowl. There was a ladle and a pile of messily stacked Dixie cups next to it. He hadn't had the punch. But everyone else had.
He realized now that he should have expected this. Kenshin had warned him when he had said he was going with Sano to the party. He had told him not to drink anything. Especially punch. And now, seeing the crowd of stoned and/or high dancers, he knew it was true. Punch was in fact the work of the devil.
Behind him, Sano and Aoshi were enjoying themselves immensely. Aoshi had no alcohol tolerance whatsoever, while Sano always overestimated himself.
They were singing. Singing! Ice man and Rooster head, joined in a cacophony of mangled love songs!
He shook his head and retreated to a corner, looking for a closet. When he opened a likely-looking door, however, he was surprised to find a girl in the doorway, holding a Dixie cup in hand.
"Want some punch?" She asked slyly.
Soujiro screamed and fled.
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I have too many fics. Oh well. Since I have an obsession with one shots, I made this fic to house my plot bunnies. And to relieve writer's block.
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