Hello! I am back! Sorry, I had a lot of things to do this past few weeks and it got crazy.

Before I begin, I thought I might inform you that I am literally getting ready right now to go on vacation for three weeks. I might be able to update, or I might not. Just telling you now.

Secondly, this isn't even important but omg I got into my fucking firm choice for university and I am literally shaking as I type this. I thought I would update today just to celebrate. It's a bit short for a chapter but meh. At least I did something.

Please enjoy!


Idiots on vacation- Get crazy

Hollywood is the land of fame and fortune, so running into a celebrity was to be expected. Albeit, an uncommon occurrence, but expected all the same. What was not expected was to be invited to a party by a celebrity for someone whom they don't know, which is how the gang ended up in a random nightclub in the middle of L.A. after Britney showed them to the place and disappeared into the crowd. As they all walked through the entrance, they were immediately bombarded with loud music and dancing, and the sight of the whole club before them overwhelmed them all. Taiga gulped.

"This is…" he began, fumbling for words. The rest of the family looked at him.

"Amazing?" Daiki said.

"Awesome?" Shōgo suggested.

"Actually what I was going for was ABSOLUTELY INSANE!" Taiga shouted. "Why are we here?!"

"Obviously to party!" said Ryouta. "We got asked by a celebrity to come here, who in their right mind wouldn't take up the offer-ssu?"

"I would!" he retorted. "I know L.A.; this place could be sketchy. I can feel it in my bones."

"What makes you think that this place is sketchy?" Tetsuya asked. Taiga stared at him incredulously.

"What kind of question is that?!" he exclaimed. "We're in some seedy obscure nightclub that has no bouncers and weird people all around. Not to mention nobody here seems to notice that a bunch of middle-schoolers walked up in here. Yeah, sure, some of us can get away with height, but no offense Tetsuya, you look more like a kid than us."

"While that may be true, no one can see me anyway, Taiga-kun," Tetsuya said, rolling his eyes. "I don't see the problem here."

"I'm just saying, this is freaking crazy! Not to mention here everyone here is drinking! Don't you know the legal age here is twenty-one? Not even Shuuzo-san can drink! Hell, he can't even drink in Japan! And don't even get me started on the rest of us, who still have to wait seven years before we do as much as touch a bottle of alcohol."

"I'm surprised you're so concerned, Tai-chan," Reo said, raising his eyebrows at the anxious teenager.

"Yeah," Eikichi chimed. "Even if we're not legal, don't a lot of people your age do underage drinking?"

"This and that are two different things!" Taiga cried. "It's one thing to do it in your house, but it's a whole different thing to do it in public! What if we're caught?!"

"By whom exactly?" Seijuro asked. "I don't believe anyone seems to have a problem with us being here, so let's just enjoy our night. We have nothing better to do anyway. Even Shintarou is silent, and he's usually the wet blanket in our group."

"I heard that."

"Besides," Seijuro continued, waving off the irritated Shooting Guard. "Nobody's forcing us to drink or smoke or anything. You don't have to anything that you don't feel comfortable doing. Just relax a bit." Taiga took a deep breath.

"Fine, we can stay," he sighed. "But if anything happens we better go back to the hotel."

"Since when are you the responsible one around here?" said Shuuzo, grabbing his shoulder. "You think I haven't lived here too? Calm down, I can handle you brats. For now, though, let's just check the place out to see if it's even worth staying here in the first place."

And so began their scope of the nightclub they came into. It was pretty weird, seeing all these people in their early to mid-twenties just hanging out with each other. There were quite a few people on the dancefloor as well. To sort of calm his nerves a bit about the place, Taiga just decided to shed his inhibitions for the time being by dragging everyone to the dancefloor. Perhaps they could just dance their way into forgetting about the rest of the people there.

"Hm. I'm surprised we don't stick out like a sore thumb here," said Satsuki.

"Well can you blame us?" said Chihiro. "Everyone here is tipsy at the very least. Multicolored hair is probably normal to them at this point."

"Fair point. I've seen a lot of people with pink hair on the streets…"

"What are we meant to be doing right now?" Atsushi drawled. "I wanna go sit down."

"At least dance a bit!" Kotarou said. "It'll be fun!"

"Yeah. I can at least promise you that American music is good," Shuuzo said, taking note of the song being played at the moment. It was 'Freaks' by French Montana. No wonder everyone was so hype on the dancefloor.

"So, how exactly do you dance?" Daiki said. "Oi Taiga, you've been here longer than all of us, so you should give us some pointers on how to dance to this stuff." Taiga scratched his head.

"I dunno," he said after a while. "You just sorta…do it."

"Hah? What kind of explanation is that?"

"Shut up! It's just hard to put in words…" Taiga's no dancing superstar, that's for sure. But he at least knew a few moves. In his elementary school in America, for the couple years he was there, he hung out with a lot of kids who spent their free time having breakdancing competitions out on the playground, so he picked up on a few things. Just a few. Not anything he could teach them, though…

"I guess all you can do really is just feel the beat of the music," he said at last. "Just do whatever comes to you. If it's really that hard, just move from side to side. Or—just look to whatever everyone else is doing and copy that." The group looked over to some of the couples on the floor who were busy grinding on each other and Taiga's eyes nearly fell out of their sockets.

"Except that." he cut in. "Don't—don't do that."

Suddenly the song abruptly stopped and the DJ near the back of the club began speaking through the microphone.

"Alright, alright ladies and gentlemen we're gonna get a bit old-school up in here."

With a scratch of the disc and a change of the track, a different song began to play from the speakers.

This is something new, the Casper slide part two, featuring the platinum band. And this time, we're gonna get funky!

Without warning, the entire club went ballistic and began cheering at the song started, and almost everyone in the group was confused.

"Hm? What's all the commotion?" Seijuro asked. Shuuzo began chuckling.

"Heh. So they decided to play this song, eh?"

"What song?" Shōgo grunted. "What is this?"

"The Cha Cha Slide, of course."

"The what?"

"The Cha Cha Slide," Taiga repeated. "Everyone knows this song here. It's kind of an American thing."

"So I guess we're kinda out of the loop then, huh?" said Ryouta.

"Well not entirely," said Taiga. "If you just listen out for the steps in the song and dance along, you'll fit right in."

"There are steps?" said Eikichi. "What are they?"

"Just follow our lead, everyone."

From there, Taiga and Shuuzo ended up teaching the rest of them how to do the Cha Cha Slide to pass time on the dancefloor. It was a bit difficult at first for them, since there were a lot of things that the song was telling them to do, but then they figured out the pattern was repetitive, so they realized they'd have to go 'to the left' and 'take it back now y'all' and 'cha cha real smooth' pretty often. Although they sort of had to watch what everyone else was doing when the song called out moves like 'Charlie Brown' (What even was that? And who was Charlie?) Not to mention the unnecessary excitement when the entire floor of people shouted 'FREEZE! Everybody clap your hands!' But they had fun all the same. So much fun poking fun at each other's dance skills and showing off that they didn't even realize that the song finished. But that didn't stop them from dancing. The DJ kept playing more throwbacks, and Taiga and Shuuzo ended up teaching them how to do other dances, like the Cupid Shuffle and the Electric Slide. Honestly, if you looked at it, it was probably the most embarrassing thing to watch, but they didn't care. On the bright side, they were finally settling down into the party atmosphere. By the fifth song, they were all tired (and a bit sweaty) they went to go sit down somewhere. Shuuzo heaved out a sigh as he hit the chair.

"Man I'm exhausted," he panted. "It's such a chore to teach you people how to move on a dancefloor. Remind me to enroll all of you for dance lessons when we get back."

"I don't know about you, but my dancing was fine," said Daiki. "It was Atsushi who kept tripping me up."

"Ara? It's because Shin-chin wouldn't move," Atsushi complained.

"There wasn't anywhere to move to begin with, nodayo," Shintarou huffed. "Do you know how crowded that floor was? I could barely breathe."

"Ugh, I'm so thirsty," said Eikichi. "Is there anything to drink around here?"

"Over there is a food table," said Chihiro pointing to a corner of the club. "I think they have fruit punch in those bowls."

The fourteen of them went over to the table and each took cups and poured themselves a drink. The fruit punch was pretty good, meaning one cup was not enough, and they ended up staying there for quite some time pouring themselves drink after drink from the large bowl. As they all savored the fruity taste and went for more, they didn't realize what a mistake they had made.

When you drink fruit punch at a club, ask what's in it before you put it in your mouth.

~O~

They were naïve. They were too naïve to think that nothing would happen to them at this nightclub. It would have been wise to assume that it wasn't just ordinary fruit punch they drank. Now, they had made a grave error in judgment, and they couldn't take it back. The fourteen of them. Were officially. Wasted.

The events that followed shortly after were a blur to them. But somehow this is the order it went in:

Atsushi and Eikichi suddenly became hungrier than ever and went to go devour the rest of the food table.

Ryouta joined into the karaoke on the other side of the club with some other strangers.

Shintarou had found a woman just as obsessed with horoscopes as he was, and he'd been busy chatting it up with her since.

Chihiro ran into some aspiring author and they were already exchanging numbers.

Kotarou, Shuuzo, and Taiga were busting moves on the dance floor.

While all this was happening, Seijuro and Reo somehow found their way into the V.I.P. section, enjoying the life of luxury surrounded by attractive women.

"Your eyes are so pretty. Are they contacts?"

"Actually no, I was born with these eyes."

"Are you serious?"

Seijuro was busy chatting with a few of the women around him while sipping on a glass of champagne (where he got it from, no one knows) with Reo to his immediate right, sipping his own glass of champagne (seriously, where the hell did those come from?) The models were busy gawking over the fourteen year old's hair, as he sat in the middle, basking in all the glory.

"I can't believe that this is your natural eye color," a woman said. "Reo, you said you're his older brother? Were you always aware of how beautiful his eyes were?"

"But of course," said Reo in his lilted accent. "They're just as beautiful as you." The woman blushed and laughed.

"Oh stop it, you're too kind." The second Reo puts an alcoholic drink into his system, he becomes the biggest flirt known to man. It didn't matter if you were a boy, a girl, or a goddamn fire hydrant. When Reo was drunk, nobody escaped his clutches. The ladies were all over him as he continued to compliment them. Seijuro was just enjoying his own time in the V.I.P. section, while the men who were there looked on in jealousy and rage that two teenagers could pick up chicks better than them. On the other side, Satsuki felt herself being cornered as five strange men approached her.

"I told you no!" she cried. "I don't want to come with you!"

"Come on, it's just for a little bit," one of the guys said.

"Yeah," another one said. "Why don't you spin around and smile for us?"

"No way! Tetsu-kun heeeeelp!" The guys stopped and furrowed their eyebrows in confusion.

"Tetsu-kun?" the man repeated. "Who the fuck is Tetsu-kun?"

"Did someone call?"

"SON OF A—" The men shrunk back when the teal-haired boy appeared out of nowhere with a blank expression.

"Is there a problem here?" The men cowered back and looked at him in fear.

"Holy shit it's a ghost!"

"Everybody run!"

The five of them retreated with their tails between their legs, leaving Tetsuya and Satsuki standing there. She threw her arms around him.

"Thanks, Tetsu-kuuuun~!"

"I can't breathe, Satsuki-san."

"Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart got lost in the game. Oh baby, baby."

"Oops, you think I'm in love, got sent from aboooove, I'm not that innocent!"

Ryouta was busy singing karaoke with Britney in the other corner while everyone cheered them on. Most people were busy taking videos on their phone while they kept singing. Other things that were happening was that Daiki was getting attention from a few big-chested women after saving them from another pervy guy. Shōgo was the pervy guy. Eikichi was busy eating whatever was on the food table that he hadn't demolished yet while Atsushi was busy dunking his head into the chocolate fountain. People were cheering for Taiga, Kotarou, and Shuuzo, who were the joint winners of the dance competition. As for what Tetsuya was doing…

"Hey kid, you're pretty cool!"

"Show us your guns, Tetsuya!"

"Oh, you mean," Tetsuya flexed his arms. "These?"

The whole club went wild.

As Reo and Seijuro watched their family cause mayhem from the safety of the V.I.P area, they clinked their glasses together.

"Tis a good life we lead, Reo-nii-san." Reo nodded.

"I most definitely agree."


Okay I have to make final checks of my bag so I'll be going now. My flight is fourteen hours today. But until I update, you know what to do...

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