Just a quick note: Some characters *cough* Rima *cough* may seem OOC. I also would like to give a shout-out to Sky's Bouquet. This chapter is dedicated to you!!

Chapter Two: Just a Little Sip…

Rima POV

We had arrived to the party, although, I wasn't as nervous as I thought I would be. I looked over to Utau, who had just shut her door. She looked at me and motioned for me to start walking.

"Go on. Don't worry, they won't bite…" Utau reassured me. She came to my side and we walked toward the building. It seemed as if it were a bar or something of the sort. (For it smelled strongly of alcohol.)

"So, whose party is it anyway? A friend's? Family member's?" I asked her with curiosity.

"My mother's." She replied curtly, "It is her birthday." 'Crap! I should have brought a present or something!' She looked over at me, "Don't worry. You didn't need to bring a present." Utau said, as if reading my mind. 'Creepy.' I nodded my head and we continued in. I took in a long, deep breath.

"Let's do this thing, Utau." I smiled at her with a sudden burst of confidence. We walked in and I just stared at the commotion arouse before me. My eyes grew wide with surprise. 'Who knew a party could be so packed full of people and so loud?'

Utau POV

I felt a pang of embarrassment, looking at all my immature family members. They laughed and danced, drank and ate. It was so packed that Rima and I were trapped in between family of mine. And, sadly, I didn't even know who they were. Maybe they were not related to me… I shivered and dismissed the thought.

Taking Rima's hand, I pushed through the crowded area to a free space in the corner of the lobby.

"This. Is. Hell. I'm sorry I brought you here." I said apologetically. Rima shook her head furiously and smiled at me.

"It's not too bad. I'm sure we can find a way to entertain ourselves."

"Hmm…Food." I said, staring at little 'pigs in a blanket.' Again, I grabbed her hand and dragged her (A/N: Mimi: That sounds funny!) to the three large tables stuffed with food. My first stop was the box of Winnies. As I took only one hot dog, Rima reached for an éclair. I swallowed the hot dog and she took a bite of her dessert, the cream filling shooting out and on to the floor.

I giggled a bit, covering my mouth, trying to control myself. Rima's eyes were big, surprised. She looked at the other side of the éclair, studying it, making sure it truly came from her. Her face turned red and I laughed harder.

"It's alright. Just some delicious cream filling on the-" A man stepped on the puddle of cream and slid to his back. We cocked our heads to the side, blushed, and screamed "Sorry!" before running away. We ran all the way to the front of the lobby, where a stage stood. We laughed, feeling sorry for the poor man who might very well have a concussion.

We were laughing until screams interrupted us. "It's Darth Vader!" Someone yelled as the entire cast from "Star Wars" entered the building.

Rima POV

'Oh my gawd. Either I just died or I am having illusions. Or maybe I am just REALLY lucky.' I thought to myself. I looked toward Utau. Her eyes were big, pupils dilated. I waved my hand in front of her face. (I had to jump, since she is so tall.) "Oi! Utauuuuuuu…" She blinked her eyes. She turned to me.

"Yes…" Her words seemed shaky. 'Was she nervous?' I looked toward the Star Wars group. It wasn't quite everyone, but it was a good portion. They looked around, making their way around the lobby. My eyes became big and sparkly; I loved Star Wars.

Utau POV

'Crap!' I thought, but that was not all going through my mind. Many curses were swirling around in my brain. I gulped, my fear flowing throughout my body. I was not afraid of Star Wars, my fear was of people in costumes. (Otherwise known as Masklophobia.) They began to approach us, my heart stopping. I wished I could run away but I was paralyzed. I looked at Rima. She was smiling, she was happy.

"It's Han Solo!" He walked to Rima and cocked his head. I backed up as far as physically possible, my back strained against the wall.

"Why hello. You are quite sweet, aren't you?" He began to rub her head, petting her like a cat. She giggled and I began to grow angry.

I ran up to Han and kicked him in the shin. "Don't touch her!" I screamed, and he ran away.

Rima POV

I stared at Utau. I tried to stay as calm as possible, but…

I just couldn't.

"Oh my GAWD, Utau!! What. Was. That??" I was trying to get out all the dialogue through my loud and constant laughter. 'What was that all about?? That was TOO funny.'

She looked at me, bright red, "A creeper in a costume trying to molest you" She said it so seriously. 'She's not serious, right? She can't be serious.'

"Utau, he was just doing that for show. People in costumes play tricks and stuff for fun. That's what he was doing." I reassured her, patting her head. I looked around, trying to spot any potential characters walking around.

Utau POV

I looked around and all the actors were herding away like scared sheep. I let out a long, exasperated sigh. "Let's go get a drink," I said, turning away from the crazy creepers. We walked up to the front of the lobby to a dimly-lit bar.

"Stay here," I told Rima, approaching the bartender. The bartender was an old, gray woman.

"Two glasses of Chardonnay," I asked her with a straight face. She squinted her eyes, trying to get a good look at my face.

"How old are you, kid?" She made my blood boil. Although I was not legally old enough to get alcohol, I most definitely was not a 'kid'.

"Twenty-three," I said with obvious irritation in my voice. "Why? Do you need me to get my ID? I'm sort of in a hurry."

She looked surprised. "Sorry ma'am. That won't be necessary." She quickly got me the drinks and I walked away, releasing a relieved sigh. When I found Rima where I had left her, she looked at me, eyes wide.

"Is that ALCOHOL?!" She screamed, and heads turned in our direction.

"Actually, Rima, to be perfectly frank, it is. Just a little glass of Chardonnay. You can try it if you want. It's actually quite good." I said, matter-of-factly. Reluctantly, she took a glass from my hand. I watched as it came closer to her lips.

"Just a little sip."

Rima POV

What was Utau about to get me into? Well, my worst nightmare. But! The best time of my life.

I took a sip. I glanced at Utau. She was staring at me intently – kind of creepy. 'This stuff is actually good. Maybe a little more won't hurt…'

Before I knew it, I downed the whole glass.

"WOO! HIT ME AGAIN!" I did not just say that! That was weird. I grinned at Utau. "Yum."

She looked at me in a bit of surprise. She tried to shake it off, in an attempt to hide it – but that didn't work. "Wow, Rima. I didn't know you would like that so much."

I looked around. Maybe I can't handle alcohol so well. (A/N: NO SHIT, SHERLOCK.) I noticed a couple of guys drinking – a what is it? Samuel Adams. "Utau! Get me one of those!" I soon became impatient with her, trying to figure out what in the hell I was talking about. "I want one of THOSE." I said, pointing at the guys with the beers. They got scared (It seemed.) and ran off. 'Dammit… DAMMIT JANET, I LOVE YOUUUUU~!' It seemed the alcohol had already taken its toll.

Utau POV

I contemplated getting her a Samuel Adams or not. On one hand she may not react very well to the alcohol. On the other…she may kill me. I quickly left her to get the drink. When I came back, she ran up to me, taking the drink from my hands.

"You're welcome…" I whispered as she downed the beer like she had the Chardonnay.

"You are amazing, Utau! I love you~~!" She gave me a hug, toppling me over. As I tried to get up, she fell on top of me, unconscious. I picked her up easily and took her to sit at the bar.

"Utau? Do you know how much I love you?" She mumbled.

"Just relax, Rima. I'll get you some coffee." I called over a different bartender and asked for a cup of coffee. She looked at me then at Rima, questioningly, but proceeded to get me the drink.

Beside us, a woman sat her drink next to Rima and went to talk to her friends. Seizing the opportunity, Rima snatched the drink and inhaled the whole thing. I turned to her as she scavenged the last sip.

"Rima! Where did you get that?" She was looking inside the can of Bud Light, hoping for just one more drop.

"I found it! It was just sitting here! All alone…" She started to doze off.

"Where's that coffee?!" I screeched, looking for that bartender. She was making a personal call. How unprofessional. "No more alcohol for you, Rima." I said turning to her. But she wasn't there… 'Oh, dear Lord.'

"Rima? Rima? RIMA?!" I had lost a child. A drunk, little child. This night has only begun.

Authors' Notes:

Keaira: Well…that was eventful.

Mimi: Took us a while to upload too. Pyonnnnn~~

Rima: Why am I an alcoholic?

Mimi: Because I made you that way. (Me too. :3)

Everyone (But Utau and Rima.): WE STILL WEREN'T IN IT!

Keaira: All in good time. All in good time.

Mimi: Yeah. So relax! …Anything else?

Keaira: Someone must do the exclaimer. Ikuto? Would you do the honors?

Ikuto: I'd rather not.

Nagi: I will! Mimi and Keaira do not own Shugo Chara or Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Keaira: Awww… Ikuto.

Mimi: Love you Nagi! And Rocky Horror Picture Show!

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Please!

I'm cute! Do it for me~~

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