I'm in the process of re-watching the first episode from the second gig on You Tube. I've been truly inspired by something the Major said. "If the Chief is unable to persuade the leadership to let us go, we'll halt our surveillance, retreat from the building, and go get smashed at a strip club," So, let's just pretend for a second that the Kayabuki Cabinet wouldn't allow Section Nine to interfere with the situation. I couldn't resist the urge to write this, and I have time until this damn computer loads the next part to the episode XD

'Major,'

She looked up at Aramaki's voice.

'What is it, Chief?'

'The Cabinet won't give us clearance to commence the operation. We're going to have to let the local police handle this one,'

'If they can handle it,' Batou cut in.

'Be on stand by, if the Prime Minister realizes that the police aren't fit for the job, I can almost guarantee that she'll call us back in,'

'Roger that,'

She sighed and slouched slightly in her seat. Everyone was silent, until Batou had a few choice words.

"So, major, what was that thought you had before?"

She looked at him through the corner of her eye, and cunning smile gracing her lips.

'Alright everyone, what do you say we all get out and…unwind?'

She received only muffled chuckles and wide smiles as her answer. She then pressed her foot down on the gas and successfully retreated from the crime scene. Now, it was off to one of their favorite watering holes.

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Hookers, strippers, gang leaders, a bar that stretched across the entire place, and alcohol assortments ranging from red wine to Japan's hottest new tastes. If Aramaki were to find them there, each and every one of them would have a pistol in their mouth. They were, after all, still on standby, by the alcohol processing they possessed put a little twist into the situation. They picked a table near the stage and close to the bar. They turned off their alcohol processing and ordered a round of shots. This was gonna be interesting.

Three strippers came out from back stage, blonde hair, high heels, wearing nothing but their underwear. Section Nine paid them no mind, however. They weren't ones to swoon over naked women like everyone else around them. Besides, they had a wife in the family. Speaking of which, Togusa was sitting there looking more nervous then he'd ever been in his life. He was starting to wonder why he even let the Major drag him into this. She was a breathtaking commander in every aspect, but she was friggin crazy. Five more rounds and that all changed.

Togusa was now laughing his ass off as Borma paid one of the strippers to give him a lap dance, and then choked on his beer when she started walking over to his seat. Obviously it just registered that he was about to get groped by a women with no clothes on. He suddenly had to run to the men's room. His wife was gonna shoot him.

Saito was taking much interest in watching chain smoker Pazu, who killed half a pack in the last 10 minutes. Ishikawa was trying hard to ignore his teammates, but failing. He was getting too old for this kind of crap.

As for Batou and the Major, well, they were having a heated argument over which stripper would look better with brown hair. It was apparent that Motoko kicked back about five too many. Batou soon came to the conclusion that none of them would look good with brown hair. If they would, then they certainly wouldn't be dancing on a chair together up on stage in Japan's hottest Strip Bar. This drew a loud, happy laugh from Motoko. Actually, she'd been laughing a lot that night. He couldn't help but stare in awe. He'd never heard her laugh the way she was now. He was happy as hell.

Three more rounds and it was time to cut themselves off. Togusa was gonna get nailed if he stayed out any later and if Pazu smoked anymore his body was gonna call it quits on him. Saito decided to play big brother and turn his alcohol processing back on and drive everyone home while they had there fun.

Motoko halted at the door and looked up to Saito.

"I'll walk home from here; it's not too far,"

"You sure you're ok?"

"I'm fine," She turned and started down the street alone.

Batou looked up to Saito. "I'll go with her and make sure she gets home in one piece,"

"Right,"

Batou shut the door on their knowing smiles and jogged off after her.

Once Motoko heard the van drive away, she collapsed on to a bench. Obviously she wasn't as fine as she thought she was. She didn't feel like being sober just yet. Once the alcohol processing goes back on, so does everything else.

"Need a hand?" She heard a familiar voice ask.

She looked up to meet Batou's bland eyes. She smiled and stood up slowly. He held out an arm for her to grab if she needed, and to his surprise she linked hers with his. But, it was clear that it was just to steady her walking. So why did he have to keep reminding himself that? They walked quietly along the city park, enjoying the peace.

"So, how've you been?" Things had been busy lately, and they'd all been stressed to their limits.

He hasn't been able to keep up with her.

She smirked. "I'm alive, aren't I?"

He smiled sadly. She didn't mean that as a rhetorical question, and he knew it.

"Yes, you are,"

Just then, her head slumped against his shoulder and she stopped walking. He looked down at her, worried, but then smiled once he saw her. She had fallen asleep. He couldn't help but laugh softly. He could already see her house poking out through the trees, and it wasn't far. He put an arm around her back and another under her knees and carried her the rest of the way.

He punched in the lock code to her door and shoved it open with his foot. He laid her on her bed and covered her with the sheets after pulling her shoes off. He sat on the edge of the bed and carefully moved a piece of hair from her eyes. She shifted in her sleep and snuggled close to him. He smiled, knowing he might not get an opportunity like this again anytime soon, and he rubbed her back gently. Maybe their night out on the town wasn't such a bad idea.

I can picture Motoko as a very happy drunk, most people are. Why not let the big guy walk you home and tuck you in? They all deserve a good time, they work so hard. They earned their night out in a Strip Bar. I think I just threw caution to the wind, but I don't care. I had WAY too much fun with this ;) By the way, thanks to everyone for their support so far. I'm proud to say that these drabbles have reached the 100 review mark :) Thank you all so much and I hope you continue to give your welcomed support XD