Drinking With Friends

Ritsu had been working at Marukawa Shoten for one week when he accepted the invitation to go drinking with Kisa. He didn't know any of his coworkers that well, and he figured that if he was going to prove Takano-san wrong about being useless, he may as well get to know the people that would be helping him until he got a grasp on his new job.

Of course what he didn't expect was that Kisa Shouta was a rather affectionate drunk.

"Ricchan, you're so cute," he said with a smile, putting down his empty glass. Ritsu had stopped counting how many he'd had. "Can I touch your face?"

"U-um…" Ritsu hadn't had that much to drink and was still fairly coherent. "Why would you want to do that, Kisa-san?"

"Because you're cute!" Kisa repeated, slumping down on the table. "I gave up sex tonight for this and you won't even talk to me…"

"Oh, you're married, Kisa-san?" Ritsu asked, trying to ignore the part about sex. He'd been told early-on how old Kisa was, simply because it was apparently required knowledge for anyone working in the Emerald department. "It must be hard on your wife with you gone so much for your job…"

"Nope. Gay," Kisa said, dragging the "a" out on gay. "There's a higher chance of me having sex with you than with a woman, let alone marrying one…" He yawned widely, completely oblivious to the mortified look on Ritsu's face. "What about you, Ricchan? Don't you have a pretty little girlfriend?"

"N-no, I haven't had anyone since high school." Ritsu ducked his head, staring into his half-empty beer glass. He started glancing around, hoping the waiter was nearby so he could ask for their bill. "We should probably go home, Kisa-san."

"Aw, but you're not drunk enough to agree to sleep with me yet!" Kisa said, but he still followed Ritsu out after the drinks had been paid for.

Ritsu blushed, his face hot against the cool night air. "I think we should just be friends, Kisa-san."

Kisa frowned like Ritsu had just spoke a foreign language to him. "Fiiiiine."