A/N: Kinda started writing it the moment I put up the previous chapter…and did you notice it was 400 words shorter? Achievement! (fist pump!)
And yes, when Ivan's chuckling outside the arcade, he is going "Kolkolkol". Forgot to put that up.
Jani, my darling Cyjanidybel, where are you? I miss you! T-T
Not much to say, since I put up the last chapter six hours ago…let's get on with the show, then.
Tenth Chapter! As a special request, I want to ask whoever's reading this to leave a review! Thank you!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any of the songs I'm going to name here. Songs are owned by PSY, O-Zone, Alex Swings, Oscar Sings!.
This one's for my brother…if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know about PSY, Oppa Gangnam Style, Gentleman, Coldplay, Macklemore and Ryan Lewis, so much more, and most of all, Thrift Shop. You are the reason I listen to awesome songs that I've never thought existed. If this chapter's awesome, it's because of you.
My Friend Natalia
Chapter 10
Eduard slapped down all three of his coupons on the table and didn't even realize when Ivan pried the glass from his fingers. "Wedding! Wedding! Wedding!" he began chanting. Soon, the others joined in.
Feliciano began smiling winningly at Ludwig, and finally, the 'groom' sighed. "Fine."
Everyone cheered. Matt pulled Lili down, and took the beer from her hand. He sniffed it, and shot it down his throat. He made a face. Strong beer. He took a lemon soda pop and handed it to her.
"I want that!" she slurred.
"This is it," he said, and shook his head at the fuzziness that seemed to grow in his skull. "That's soda pop."
Convinced, she took the soda pop and began drinking that.
"What about the proposal? I thought it's supposed to come before the wedding," Kiku asked. He'd graduated from sake to vodka-infused beer, and his face was quite red.
"It's a dare," Yong Soo said, settling back. He turned to Chun-Yan. "You be the preacher-ess, eonni."
"Okay," she said, handing the bottle of sake to Ivan, and getting up on the table. "Ivan, you look so small from here, aru."
"I'll be able see your trusiki from here, Miss Wang."
Chun-Yan, quite drunk, giggled. "Don't have any on, aru." She turned away from his astonished face, and yelled, "Who's giving Feliciano away, aru?"
"I'm the bride?" Feliciano asked.
"Whoever can lift the other is the groom, aru. If you can lift Ludwig, aru, you're the groom."
"I—Gilbert, you sod, help me up." Gilbert yanked her up, and the off balance Eliza fell into his chest. "Want me to lift you?" he whispered into her ear.
"It's their wedding, not ours," she said, and made her way to the end of the lounge, leaving a stunned Gilbert behind. "Feliciano, follow me!"
"Ve~!" he yelled, and jumped over the sofa, hurrying over to Eliza. Gilbert came and stood next to Ludwig, but Chun Yan shooed them over to the other side of the sofa, and herself jumped down and balanced herself precariously on the top of the sofa. She swung one way, then the other—Ivan moved over and supported her from the back, so that she wouldn't fall. She turned, winked at him, to which Ivan thought, I like drunk Chun-Yan very much.
"Oi, you guys are audience—move over to that side, aru."
"Does anyone have champagne?" Mei asked as all of them got to their feet, most of them unsteadily.
Kiku picked up two cans of soda pop. "We shall have to make do with these."
Mei smiled. "We're so poor we didn't bring champagne."
Kiku shrugged. "It is bubbly."
Mei laughed, and picked up another can. "Drinks coming through!" she yelled, and moved amongst the crowd, which had divided into two.
"Who's the ring bearer?" Nat called out, to which Chun-Yan asked loudly, "We don't have rings, aru?"
"Oi, Toris, there should be some behind the counter," Eliza said. "Go get some."
Ivan turned to Chun-Yan. "Do you even know what you are doing, Chun-Yan?"
"I'll just do what they do in movies, aru."
Ivan rested his head against the small of her back and laughed, unaware of what it was doing to Chun-Yan's system.
Eliza yelled at Kiku and Mei to not dirty the place, and told Toris, who'd come back, to bear the rings.
"Cue music!" she yelled, and everyone started singing Here comes the bride, while Eliza and Feliciano made their way down the 'aisle'. Toris had also managed to find some bags of graffiti, and everyone started sprinkling it on the three of them as they walked.
Feliciano reached Ludwig, and they held hands, Feli beaming so much it actually seemed like his wedding. All of them quietened, and Chun-Yan cleared her throat.
"Dearly beloved," she began, "we are gathered here today to…"
"Witness the holy matrimony of Feliciano Vargas and Ludwig Beilschmidt," Ivan completed, and smiled when Chun-Yan whispered her thanks.
"Let's make this short and sweet, aru. Whoever doesn't want it to happen, speak now, aru, or forever hold your peace."
Silence.
"Then let us begin, aru," Chun-Yan said. "Since I'm not Christian, aru, I'll just skip to the last part. Any problems, aru? None? Okay. Do you, Feliciano Vargas, take Ludwig Beilschmidt, to be your…umm, husband, aru?" She turned to Ivan. "That's right, right?"
He nodded, and she turned back.
"Do you promise to wash his laundry, pick up his stinky underwear, do his dishes, be his tigress in bed and cook for him twenty-four-seven, aru?" Ivan laughed silently.
"And serve him cold beer?" Gilbert added.
"I can make him pasta!" Feliciano said. "And he loves my pizza."
"He's a very orderly person, Chun-Yan," Ivan whispered. "So it's probably the other way around."
"Oh. Okay, aru. So, do you or don't you, aru?"
"I do!"
"Good. Now, do you, Gilbert Beilschmidt, promise to eat Feliciano's food every day, pay the bills, change the diapers, walk the dog, remember anniversaries and birthdays, and keep your wife happy in bed, aru?"
"What about 'sickness and in health' and all of that?" Lili asked, and hiccupped loudly.
Chun-Yan blinked. "Aiya! I forgot, aru. Do you promise to"—
"Yes, yes, I do," Ludwig said. "We both do."
"With the power vested in me by…myself," Chun-Yan said, "I now pronounce you husband and…umm, I pronounce you pseudo-married, aru."
Everyone began clapping and cheering. Ivan whispered to her, "The rings, Chun-Yan."
"The rings!" she called out. Toris stepped forward, holding two rings in his white-and-blue hanky. Ludwig took one and observed it. "This arcade has merchandise"—
"Just put it on, aru," Chun-Yan commanded, and the rings with tiny tomatoes printed on it slipped onto fingers, to the cheer and joy of everyone.
"Kiss!" Mei yelled, and everyone began yelling, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"
Chun-Yan held her hand up, silencing everyone. She cleared her throat. "You may now kiss the bride, aru."
Feliciano gave Ludwig a look that had him running for cover, but Ludwig couldn't move fast enough to dodge Feliciano's body-lunge at him, fusing his mouth to the German's. All thoughts of escaping flew out of Ludwig's head as he kissed Feliciano back with equal ardour, hefting the lithe man into his arms, unaware of the catcalls and raunchy yelling taking place around them.
Mei and Kiku smiled conspiratorially, shook the soda pop cans, and aimed at the kissing couple, spraying strawberry pop all over them. The yells grew louder—the loudest was from Eliza, yelling at them to stop it at once. They stopped, and poured the rest right on top of the 'married' couple, and Eliza, who was standing there, had to admire their aiming skills—all of it had fallen on Ludwig and Feliciano, and not a drop on the sofa. Of course, Chun-Yan and Ivan had gotten down and moved the sofa away from the line of fire, thus saving Eliza from having to pay for it.
Feliciano and Ludwig parted, strawberry pop dripping from all over them. Feliciano leaned over and licked Ludwig's cheek. "You taste nice."
Ludwig chuckled. "Ich liebe dich."
Feliciano smiled. "Ti amo." Feliciano whispered something against Ludwig's mouth, eyes sparkling. Ludwig turned to Gilbert, and barked out, "Bathroom."
Without thinking, Gilbert pointed in the direction. Ludwig swung Feliciano, so that he was being carried horizontally, and marched off towards the bathroom.
"Are they going to consummate their wedding vows, or clean up?" Kiku asked, watching them go.
"Maybe both. That's quite fast, aru," Chun-Yan said.
"I'm not going to the men's washroom," Gilbert said. "As unawesome as it sounds, I shall use the ladies' washroom."
"Something you want to consummate, comrade?" Ivan asked.
"The relationship between the toilet and"—
"Ookay, we don't need to know," Eliza said. "Ivan, keep your wisecracks to yourself. Let's clean up, people." She threw cloths she'd managed to wet with water, and flung them on the sticky floor. Half of them cleaned that up, and the rest worked on the graffiti. Finally, they moved the sofa back in place, and everyone settled down.
"On with the show, then," Nat said, leaned forward, and spun the bottle, reaching out for a spring roll as it spun. The bottle slowed, and pointed to Ravis.
"Truth or Dare," Nat asked, grinning menacingly.
He looked around, sweating. He didn't want any questions about himself, but…"Dare," he said, emboldened by the Vodka.
"I have a dare for you, aru" Chun-Yan said. "I dare you to try and remain seated on that machine bull for two minutes while we countdown."
Yong Soo slapped down a coupon. "On max throttle."
Nat slapped down a coupon. "I counter that. The boy's piss drunk. Unless you want to clean up after him, use another coupon."
Ravis had tears in his eyes. "Sestra!" he cried out and flung himself at Nat, who howled in apprehension. "You do love me!"
"Get off me"—
"I'll give you my coupons if you hug me," he whispered. At once, Nat stopped struggling. "I'll hug you otherwise, too, idiot," she whispered angrily, and held her drunk brother tightly. "I don't need your damned coupons."
He kissed his sister's cheek and they parted. He dropped his coupons into Nat's lap, and before she could say anything, he ran off, followed by the others. Nat muttered about her idiotic youngest sibling, and followed.
Nat loved her youngest sibling, Ravis, to death because, all said and done, it was she who'd found him, walking barefeet in the bitter December winter, mummified in thin woollen clothes, made wet by snow, made defenceless by the harsh wind. Nat had noticed his frostbitten toes and fingers, and had rushed him to the hospital, yelling the place down. She stood next to him through the pain—the pain of amputation, the unthinkable pain when they remove the metal bowl from his grasp and ended up taking the skin from his palms and fingers.
She'd taken him home and hid him quite cleverly for two months, giving him a larger share of all her food, hiding him in her bed. Katyusha realized his existence early on, and gave him the maternal love his four year old heart had always been yearning for. When Ivan realized the freeloader in their house, though…
Still, Nat was glad that the boy was with him. She watched him climb onto the machine bull, and gave him a look that said, 'If it gets too hard, you're getting off it.' He smiled at her, she glared back. He schooled his features and nodded.
"Let it rip, da-ze!" Yong Soo yelled, and they turned on the bull, counting the two minutes down to the second. Nat kept one eye on Yong Soo and another on her drunk brother, ready and poised if either of them needed her attention. Yong Soo turned the dial slowly, changing the modes every twenty seconds, giving Ravis enough time to adjust. Aware of Nat's eyes on him, he turned, his question in his eyes.
She shook her head curtly, and watched as the bull threw her brother up and down the last twenty seconds like a rag doll in the ocean, managing to smile as his yells were distorted by the raging bull. Everyone counted down excitedly, and even Nat managed to join in in the last ten seconds. Yong Soo turned the dial clockwise, stopping the bull, and Ravis stepped down to cheers and hollers. He took one step, another step, and staggered, but Nat was there before he could fall. She picked him up, and walked back to the lounge, whispering softly and patting his back, sending him to sleep.
"She really loves him, doesn't she, aru?" Chun-Yan asked Matt.
Matt nodded. "He's special to her," he replied. "Always has been."
Nat sat down on the couch, removed her bandana, and lay Ravis's head on her lap, covering his eyes with the bandana. Within no time, he was fast asleep.
They joined in quietly, quite aware of what Nat was capable of doing if they so much as made Ravis stir. They all sat down, and Gilbert spun the bottle this time. Unfortunately, it ended up pointing at Gilbert.
"Truth," he said quickly.
"How many woman have you gone out with?" Ivan asked.
"On a date or otherwise?" Gilbert asked, smirking.
Nat snorted softly, and he turned to glare at her. "The awesome Gilbert doesn't get rejected by anyone he chooses!"
Nat turned around. "You speak like that, no sane zhenshchina will go out with you. And lower your tone for another two minutes," she hissed at him.
"Answer the goddamn question, idióta," Eliza said, holding out her choko for another serving of sake.
"I stopped keeping count after number seven," Gilbert answered Ivan. Nat spluttered on her chuckle, and he just raised his nose in the air huffily.
"Spi-in!" Lili said and reached out, but Matt pulled her back, realizing she'd probably send everything on the table down in her attempt to spin. Nat watched the two of them curiously, realizing that she hadn't known about their sitting together until then.
She didn't know whether to be jealous or to laugh at the cute couple they made, but Ivan took her mind off it by spinning the bottle, and it pointed at Lili.
"Truth or Dare?" Ivan asked.
"Dare!" she declared.
"I have one," Ivan said. He reached out and placed his hand on Ravis's chest. Realizing that even an elephant wouldn't wake him up, he looked at Lili and said, "I dare you to dance with a man of your choice."
Chun-Yan slapped a placard down. "I dare you to dance with Yong Soo, aru."
"Da-ze!" the young man cried out, and jumped out of the sitting space, moving around towards Lili. Kaoru placed his placard on the table. "I dare you to dance with Yong Soo to Yong Soo's music."
Yong Soo laughed and helped Lili out of the couch. "You don't mind, yeoja?" he asked.
"If you put Oppa Gangnam Style, I will sit on you," Mei threatened.
"I'll not give you food for a week, aru," Chun-Yan added, and muttered, "That boy's been eating, drinking, sleeping and dreaming Oppa Gangnam Style for a month now, aru. We're sick and tired of listening to it."
Yong Soo grinned winningly at his sisters. "That's okay," he said, taking out his mobile phone and searching for the speakers cord. He found it, connected it to his phone, and selected 'PSY – Gentleman'.
The beats boomed from the speakers as Yong Soo joined Lili. He looked at his pleased sisters, and turned to Lili, who was trying to say something to him. "What?"
"I don't know what to do!" she said over the music.
"That's okay! Just do what I do!" he said loudly as the mixed tune began playing. She grinned at the tune, and Yong Soo grinned back. "Try this!" he said, and began swaying his hips from side to side. She laughed, the drinks making her uninhibited. She set her feet apart, and began moving her hips from side to side. From the side, someone whistled.
"Now do this!" he said, placing his arms in a thoughtful posture and adding a jaunty jerk at the end of every sway. She pursed his lips like he did, and did the same thing.
Alagamun-lan, weh, wakun, heya, hanun, gon
Alagamun-lan, weh, makun, heya, hanun, gon
Yong Soo raised his arms to the side, making an 'L' with both, still swaying his hips. "Turn around," he told Lili, "and do this."
She stopped, turned, and continued swaying, hands in the air. Yong Soo closed in from behind, his body against hers, and placed his hands on her hips. "Now do what I do, alright?" he said.
Alagamun-lan, we like, we we we like party, hey
Ichiba, varriya, is hara moru, mashi sondori, yama, varriya
He swayed from side to side, moving her hips in rhythm with his, whispering the beats into her ears. "Left-right-left-left, right-left-right-right," he said, moving their bodies in tandem. Lili lowered her arms and placed it on Yong Soo's, lacing her fingers inbetween his, surprising him. He grinned. "Left-right-left-right—run your hand through your hair—either one," he said, slipping his free thumb into the waistband of her pants as she gripped the front of her head, and tilted her head back instinctively.
"Now that's sexy!" Mei yelled, and hollered.
Noga, onku, pega, haga, kunge, nande, varriya
"Damn girl! You're so freakin sexy" Yong Soo whispered into her ear, grinning. "Separate when the chorus comes, 'kay, and do what we did in the beginning."
I-I-I-I I'm a, mother father gentleman
Yong Soo let go of her, and both of them began swaying, holding thoughtful poses. Lili took on the pout on her partner's face, but he himself couldn't keep it on for long—he broke into a grin. The chorus ended; he ambled to her. "Put your arms on my shoulders," he instructed. They swayed like that, but Lili said, "Teach me something harder."
He smiled. "Step like I do," he said. He took one step to the side, two in the other side, and one back. Once she got it, he said, "Now back and front," he said. "You're good!"
Ichiba, varaniya, nori, moli, holy, daddy, chunga, ri
Varriya, good feeling, feeling good, brutake
"This time, do what I do," he said, letting go of her. He moved back, and began the swaying they did in the beginning, holding the thoughtful pose. She did the same thing.
I-I-I-I I'm a, mother father gentleman
He held his hands up, she did the same. He turned, still swaying his hips, and looked at Lili. "Do that!"
She shook her head.
"I'll do it with you!"
She still shook her head. He came up from behind her, placed his hands on her waist. "Let me guide you," he whispered. "Look down and keep your legs where I keep them." He turned, guiding her, and they did a complete turn.
The chorus stopped, and the beats began playing. "Do the first thing again," he said, separating and joining next to her. "And do this!" And he thrust his pelvis thrice.
Their audience looked, enraptured, wondering whether Lili would do the crotch thrust. He yelled something to her they couldn't catch, and she nodded. They swayed with their thoughtful poses, and when he began his pelvic thrusts, she grabbed hold of her crotch and jerked thrice.
"Woohoo!" everyone hollered and applauded, getting to their feet. Yong Soo began laughing and ran to Lili, picking her up and spinning her in the air, yelling, "Da-ze!" the entire time. He lowered her to the ground and grinned excitedly. "You were so good!" he said.
She grinned back. "Thank you!" she exclaimed and threw her arms around him.
He grinned, and hugged her back tightly. "I'd love to dance with you any time, yeoja." He let go of her, held her hand, and the two of them bowed just as the song stopped. Lili went back to the couches; Yong Soo retrieved his phone and joined them.
"Sexy lady on the floor!" Toris yelled as Lili joined them. People began congratulating her and Yong Soo, who went and sat down in between Toris and Kaoru, who both congratulated him quietly.
"Spin the bottle!" Mei called out. Ivan reached out and spun the bottle. It ended up pointing at Gilbert again.
"Dare," he called out.
Ivan slapped down a coupon on the table. "I dare all the men on this table to have a chugging contest."
Nat placed her coupon on the line. "Special entry."
Ivan saluted her. "Vodka or beer?"
The Asian boys voted for sake, Gilbert and Matt voted for beer and the Russian siblings voted for Vodka.
"We win by majority," Toris said triumphantly, but Ivan shook his head. "We do, but Eduard will pass out if he drinks more. Natalia, take your coupon back. I'm putting you in place of Eduard."
Nat happily retrieved her coupon, and passed the glasses around.
"Does that mean Vodka or…?" Gilbert gulped at the dirty look he got from the three remaining Russian siblings. The rest of them wisely kept quiet.
"Since most of you aren't used to drinking the good stuff, you can water it down to say, seventy percent and drink it. That's alright, da? We'll do fifty," he told his brother and sister.
They both nodded. Ivan turned to Yong Soo. "I suggest you don't participate, comrade. It'll be bad for you—you just danced a lot right now."
Yong Soo nodded, put a bottle of water on the table, and leaned back.
"Five glasses," he said, "in two minutes. Whoever gets the most or fastest wins."
Kiku opened his mouth to protest, but Nat cut him off. "We do ten in two, Honda. Usually."
Kiku shrunk back. Nat's gaze met Ivan's, and they both knew where the real competition lay.
"You know, you can't go around passing the bottle," Eliza said, taking a swing of her beer. "Why not do Soda pop? It's really hard to finish Soda pop in one go."
"But"—
"You said chugging, aru," Chun-Yan said. "And she's right. Yong Soo, stay out. It'll go down the wrong pipe, aru."
He made a face. Chun-Yan and the others handed lemon Soda pop around. Ivan, Toris and Nat all looked at each other with a 'Why-is-this-happening' look on their faces.
"On your mark, aru!" Chun-Yan called out, and they reluctantly grabbed hold of their pop.
"Get set!" All of them opened the label of their cans.
"Go!"
They all raised it to their mouth and tipped back, and everyone had to keep from spluttering—some genius had gone and shaken it well. Still, the Russian siblings were used to chugging, and they drank, their eyes widening pinwheel-sized and then shutting tight at the bubbles that seemed to go practically everywhere—throat, nose, brain, wherenot. Nat took extra care so that it didn't spill on Ravis. Kiku and Kaoru, accustomed to drinking it nearly every day as children didn't find it too hard—Matt was having it the hardest.
A little more, a little more…Nat drunk the last of it and slammed it on the counter, rubbing her mouth with the back of her hand. "Done!" she managed to squeak, but it was drowned out by Ivan's triumphant yell. She looked at him, and asked, "You too?"
Gilbert slammed it down next, followed by Kiku, Matt, Toris and Kaoru. Nat closed her mouth, but couldn't stop the loud belch that came out. Consecutively, everyone who'd drunk the lemon pop belched too, much to the disgust of the rest of them.
Nat and Ivan grinned at each other, and a part of Nat was surprised at how much fun her brother could truly be. She had Wang Chun-Yan to thank for that, completely.
And, to a large extent, Matt, she said, turning to him. He was talking to Lili, and they were laughing about something. She knew Yong Soo from school; he never looked at a girl with anything other than brotherly love and respect. That was one quality she admired about him—he was quite good looking when he wanted to be—especially during those crotch thrusts, Nat's mind said—but he never looked at any girl with bad intentions. Chun-Yan had made sure that none of her brothers treated a woman with anything less than utmost respect.
As she looked at Lili and Matt, she could easily pick out all their similarities—both were shy, both were used to being harassed and ignored, and she was quite sure they had similar interests, too. Lili looked at Nat and waved happily. Nat chuckled and saluted. She couldn't hate the girl, and neither could she hate Matt. That was another similarity they shared.
"Oi," Ivan whispered. "Jealous much?"
Nat turned, and blushed faintly. "Not really. They'll be really happy together."
Ivan snorted, and Nat giggled. Her brother rarely did that, and it was funny to date. "Happiness might be what everyone wants, sestra, but it's excitement that keeps things alive."
"But what happens when the excitement dies out?" she asked.
"Hello! This is not the time for serious discussions! Not awesome!" Gilbert yelled before Ivan could give his answer. He smiled at his sister. "Hold that thought." He turned and hurled sarcasm at Gilbert. She took another glass of Vodka, and tried to settle her emotions down.
"And the winner is—Nat!" Eliza yelled, and everyone cheered for her. She grinned, and settled back, emotions forgotten for a while.
"Spin!" Kiku yelled, and reached out to spin the bottle. It pointed at Chun-Yan, who said, "Dare, because Truth's boring, aru."
"I dare you to drink Vodka," Toris said, pushing over a full glass. Everyone began catcalling and cheering. Chun-Yan took it, and took a small sip, knowing that she couldn't guzzle it like Ivan was.
The fire burned her throat, and she quickly put it down and shook her head. Everyone groaned and protested, but she stood her ground. As soon as she could open her watering eyes, she did and said, "No!" as loudly as she could.
Ivan quickly took an apple and handed it to her. She gobbled it down, and asked him, "How do you do it, aru?"
Ivan shrugged. "I've been drinking it ever since I was a kid. I just"—
Matt slapped down his coupon. "Braginsky, make Vodka taste better for Miss Wang."
Ivan blinked at his comrade, and realized what Matt was saying. He took the glass, raised it to his lips and took the entire thing into his mouth. The protesting from the others stopped as he turned to Chun-Yan; she tilted her head, frowning.
Realization struck—her eyes became wide as saucers, and she opened her mouth to protest. "No"—
Ivan pressed his mouth to his, his hand gripping the side of her face. Before he could open his mouth, she closed hers. With a low growl Ivan rose, his knees on the couch, rising above her. He tilted her head further back, moving his other hand to her nape, the rough pad of his thumb making slow circles on the tender spot on her name.
Her lips trembled as heat shot through her. His fingers…oh God…He trailed his hand lower, pressing over each and every ridge of her spine, slowly, stroking the heat that was blooming in her centre. She arched into him, and sighed.
Ivan opened his mouth, letting the Vodka he'd been holding in gush into her mouth. She frowned, trying to hold it in her own mouth, but Ivan's hands were doing things to her that…she shuddered, and began gulping it in as it came. His hand slowly moved up her spine, reaching for her head and his other arm curved around her waist, dragging him to her. He lowered himself as the last of the Vodka left his mouth, kissed her long and deep, and dragged back, taking in a deep breath that smelled of her and Vodka, a heady combination that did a number on his system.
He saw Vodka trickling down her chin, and rubbed it with his thumb. "Stubborn devka. Vodka tastes good, da?"
She laughed. "I'll tell you what tastes good—your mouth."
Ivan put his thumb to his mouth, and turned, grinning.
These Truth-n-Dare games were fun.
The bottle was already spinning, and this time, it pointed at Ivan. "Ooh, Dare!" he said.
"Dance!" Kiku yelled out, and took another shot of the vodka some idiot had poured into his choko.
"And I'll choose song!" Eliza said, slapping down her coupon. She got up and walked to the speakers, moving through her songs.
"Do I get to choose my partner?" Ivan asked.
Lili slapped her coupon down. "Nat will dance with you!"
Nat blinked at Lili's exuberance, and turned to Gilbert. "Hold onto Ravis until I get back," she said, and he nodded. She got up, and shifted Ravis's head to Gilbert's lap. Ivan took her hand and helped her out of the couch.
"Wants you out, da?"
"Ostavit' yego v pokoye. Leave it alone."
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-huu Ma-ia-hoo Ma-ia-haha
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-huu Ma-ia-hoo Ma-ia-haha
They both grinned at Eliza. "Numa Numa?" Nat asked. "Really?"
Eliza shrugged and sat down.
Ivan took Nat's hand. "The beats are similar to what we used to dance to before, da?"
Nat smiled nostalgically, and placed her hand on Ivan's shoulder. "Lead the way, Big Brother."
Alo, Salut, sunt eu, un haiduc
Si te rog, iubirea mea, primeste fericirea
Ivan waltzed along the length of the floor with his sister, and twirled her around, sending them both back to the market square where they both used to dance to the song of the Coffee brewer's cassette, earning a few coins and the applause of people.
Nat laughed, the way she always used to whenever he twirled her around. She spun in; he picked her up and turned in a full circle, and put her down. They both danced to the tunes of the past, locked up in their heads, memories that lay buried, yet alive, under all the terror and trauma.
Vrei sa pleci dar numa, numa iei
Numa, numa iei, numa, numa, numa iei
Chipul tau si dragostea din tei
Mi-amintesc de ochii tai
They watched as the two people they thought cold and closed off lost themselves in a world woven by their dance—Chun-Yan and Matt watched, enraptured. Chun-Yan knew the expression in his eyes—it was of unconditional love, of camaraderie, of belongingness, and a strange feeling began gnawing in her chest.
Matt watched as Nat laughed—truly laughed. He watched as the two of them hummed a tune and sung the lyrics to a song known only to them, laughing, smiling, finding joy in each other. There were a handful of times when she'd smiled at him the way she was smiling at her brother, and even few when she'd laughed out of pure, innocent joy.
He wanted that, he realized. He wanted to make her laugh like that, wanted to make her dance like that and sing with him a song which was only theirs.
Matt shook his head. Maple, I'm getting sentimental.
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-huu Ma-ia-hoo Ma-ia-haha
Ma-ia-hii Ma-ia-huu Ma-ia-hoo Ma-ia-haha
Both of them stopped, and bowed. Ivan went to retrieve the phone, while Nat said, "This isn't really fast. The other song's quite fast."
Ivan shrugged. "Make do with what you have, sestra."
"Been quite long since you've said that," Nat said as they walked back.
"I have what I need now," he said, and Nat watched as his eyes shifted to Chun-Yan.
O-ho, she thought, grinning. I see where this is going.
She moved in, and Gilbert shifted. Ravis was back on her lap, and Ivan was back next to Chun-Yan, but four of their minds had begun wandering elsewhere—Nat's back to Russia, Chun-Yan's to her feelings, Ivan's to the women in his life, and Matt's to what he wanted.
Eliza spun the bottle, and it pointed to Matt.
"I dare you to dance, comrade," Ivan said.
Matt got up, and pushed his glasses up. He leaped onto the table, and stretched out his hand to Chun-Yan. "Hey, Miss Kiss. Let's dance."
Chun-Yan grinned. "Really, aru? Miss Kiss Kiss Bang?"
He shrugged, and turned when Eliza slapped her coupon down. "I dare you to dance till the first chorus on this table."
Matt straightened, and took out his phone. He selected the song, and gave it to Yong Soo. "The Spanish version, aru," Chun-Yan said as Yong Soo went to connect it. "It's sexier."
Yong Soo connected it to the speakers, and Matt leaned down again, holding his hand out.
"Hey Miss Kiss, vamos a bailar."
Chun-Yan grabbed his hand, and he pulled her onto the table while the others cleared it.
Muchaha Kiss Kiss Bang ¿quién eres tú?
Extraordinaria y va, qué cool
The two of them moved in tight circles, bodies brushing provocatively. She twirled around him while his hands followed her movements, bending her, twisting her, guiding her. He dipped; she moved around him, settled in his lap and moved a finger from her lips to his. With a grin he got up and became her pole while she worked him, his mind focussing on her, unaware of the catcalls the two of them were getting.
Y yo sé que eres mia y yo para ti
Asi es que te doy mi corazón aquí
Muchacha Kiss Kiss Bang vengamos a bailar
Muchacha Kiss Kiss Bang vengamos a cantar
With two long strides, Matt jumped off the table and over the sofa, landing softly on the floor. He turned, and caught Chun-Yan, and swung her in the air before setting her down.
She shook her head quickly, and Matt grinned. "Dizzy?"
"Too much to drink, aru," Chun-Yan said. "Let's stick to land, aru. I don't want to hurl in circles."
Matt smiled as he spun her slowly. "I'm fuzzy, too. I don't think I remember"—
Chun-Yan let go of his hand and turned, moving her body along with his. She tilted her head back, and whispered, "We did this a million times with your parents, aru. You can do it in your sleep—you even did it once, remember, aru?"
Matt turned her around, dipped and rose, running his hand up one leg. She raised her leg and his hand moved under her thigh, supporting it in place. "I'm going to claim insomnia after the second chorus, Miss Wang."
He helped her spin, she dipped and rose, raising her derriere in the air provocatively. "I was going to suggest the same thing, aru."
Mueve ese cuerpo lindo, no dejes de parar
Guapa Kiss ahora cantamos
One arm curved along her back while the other held onto her outstretched arm, and he dipped her into the finishing move. They rose, bowed, and Matt went to retrieve his phone. Chun-Yan grinned at the applause, grabbed hold of Matt and they did a second bow.
The bottle was spun as soon as they settled down. The next dares were quite tame, and everyone was drunk, so no more dancing dares were given. Eduard was dared to kiss either person beside him, and he flung himself at Kiku, kissing the equally pissed lad with vigour the other reciprocated. Leaving them like that, they spun the bottle again, and it pointed at Eliza. She was dared to kiss any person—man or woman—of her choice, and before anyone could throw a coupon on the table, she grabbed hold of Toris and kissed him on the forehead, grinning at all the groans of protest from the others.
Ivan's game, however was up. Eliza, who was the least drunk, took a shot of Vodka and then sipped the beer, and gasped. "Ivan Braginsky!" she yelled at him. "This isn't beer—it's Vodka!"
Ivan just grinned. He was the few who wasn't drop dead pissed. Next to him, Chun-Yan was asleep—she couldn't manage to keep her eyes open any longer. "People had fun, da?"
Eliza groaned and looked at her watch. It was later than she expected. She turned to Gilbert—he was quite drunk himself. Everyone there except Nat, Ivan, and Toris were either asleep or passed out.
Feliciano and Ludwig entered the room, and both of them jumped in shock before the smell of Vodka hit them. "Mein Gott! What happened?"
"Vodka," Eliza said. "Okay, party's over. Ivan, how drunk are you?"
He wasn't, which was very surprising, considering how much liquor he'd consumed. "Okay. You're going to drop Chun-Yan and her siblings home safely. Ludwig, take your brother home. Feliciano, we're going to drop Toris, Eduard and Ravis home, and tell Lili's brother she's staying over with us. Nat, you take Matt home—Ludwig, go with Ivan first. Let Gilbert stay here. Feliciano, Toris, help me clean up. Nat, help everyone into the vehicles—you can leave with Matt after that."
Ravis woke up, and shook his head at the smell. He was quite used to it, so it didn't hit him like a ton of bricks. He rubbed his eyes, took the black bag Feliciano handed him, and began putting in all the soda cans.
Nat took a water bottle. "I suggest everyone who isn't drunk to remove the taste of Vodka from their mouth. It becomes extremely uncomfortable later on."
All of them went to the bathroom—Feliciano and Ludwig stayed behind—and gargled thoroughly. Chewing on the mint gum Nat had passed around, they looked at the mess they'd made, and sighed.
Time to clean up.
A/N: It's damn long, but I refused to drag the scenes at the Arcade into the next chapter. There's enough going to happen anyways.
Lyrics:
Gentleman – PSY – www . directlyrics psy – gentleman – lyrics . html
Dragonstea din tei – O-zone – www . metrolyrics numa-numa-lyrics-ozone . html
Miss Kiss Kiss Bang (Spanish) – Alex Swings, Oscar Sings! - www . Diggiloo ?2009de11
The videos are all on Youtube if you'd want to watch them.
Well, I'm not going to drag this on any further. If anyone didn't like how long it turned out to be…well, my apologies, but chapters 9, 10 and 11 were all going to be one chapter, so…yeah.
If you enjoyed this even a little, I'll be happy.
Love,
R. K. Iris.