As ChiChiri neared the bar, he could allready hear the drunken laughter of the wasted men within. He placed one foot inside hesitantly, suddenly getting slapped on the back and lurching foreward, fully into the bar.
ChiChiri turned to see Tasuki, hands upon his hips as he laughed a hearty laugh, picking up the nearest bottle of sake and downing a glass, "Bout time you got your ass in here!"
The men at the table the theif took the alcohol from either didn't notice or were too drunk to care, both red-nosed and looking completely out of it. Tasuki merely tossed the glass aside, wrapping an arm around his friend's shoulders and leaning on him slightly, the monk using his staff to take some of the burden.
A familiar laugh was heard across the bar and ChiChiri blinked upon hearing it, turning his head to face the sound as Tasuki started to leave for another glass of sake.
The blue haired man grabbed his friend by the shirt, "Oy, Tasuki..isn't that Nuriko, no da?"
"Eh?" Tasuki blinked, following ChiChiri's point. He blinked again and soon a grin of realization slowly spread across his face, his fangs poking out in the process.
There she was, on the other side of the bar, laughing it up with a rather large group of men drooling over themselves as they stared in awe. The blue haired woman downed a glass of sake, wiped her mouth and made some sort of flirting joke, the men busting up in drunken laughter, Nuriko's laugh loudest of all.
"Well I'll be damned." Tasuki grinned, "Nuriko just happens to be here..with a crowd of people..this is an even better oppourtunity than before!"
ChiChiri sweatdropped, "Uh..Tasuki, no da...Just what exactly are you planning, no da?"
"HEY SHEMALE!" Tasuki bellowed out, walking over to the group as Nuriko shot up a nasty gaze at the man that had created the outburst, her face reddening.
ChiChiri placed his head in his hand, "Oh no, no da."
"What did you call me?!" Nuriko fumed.
Tasuki grinned, "Allready had so much sake you can't even understand me?"
Nuriko clenched her hands into fists, "I can hold down more than you ever could."
ChiChiri simply watched the exchange, "This isn't good, no da."
"Is that so?" Tasuki said, "I can outdrink a female ANY day..especially a FAKE one."
Nuriko's jaw dropped at the insult, the drunken men that had formed around her looking at eachother in confusion.
"Oh you mean you didn't know?" Tasuki grinned, looking at the group of men.
"Don't you dare!" Nuriko yelled.
One of the drunken slobs managed to slur out, "Whaddya mean..fake?"
"Heheh.." Tasuki grinned, "Nuriko.."
"Dont!" she shrieked.
"Is."
"Shut up!"
"A"
"QUIET!"
"Guy!!"
"ARRGH!"
With that, Nuriko leapt from the table, hands formed into claws as he scratched at Tasuki, the thief going wide eyed and turning to make a run for it, only to have his back leapt onto by the "woman." She immediately began wailing on him and with her incredible strength..well needless to say it hurt..a lot.
"Ow!" Tasuki cried out, "Shit!", " Dammit!", and other such obscenities flying from his mouth.
ChiChiri merely sighed and walked over to a table, catching sight of Mitsukake and sitting with him there. The white cat jumped from the healer's shoulders and settled in the monk's lap, ChiChiri petting the animal kindly.
"We should probably stop this.." Mitsukake said, watching the two go at it.
ChiChiri nodded, "Yeah no da."
"But I'd rather just watch them fight." the man said with a smirk.
ChiChiri sighed and decided to watch as well, petting the cat in his lap absent mindedly.
"I feel more sorry for those drunk bastards over there." Mistukake said, jerking his head in the direction of the group of men that had been, until recently, fawning over Nuriko. Most of them were allready passed out, drool coming from their mouths, while a few others simply stared dumbfounded as the fight took place.
The monk looked over at the group and shook his head, leaning back in the chair and ordering a glass of water from the passing waitress. Meanwhile Nuriko and Tasuki continued to bang around the establishment.
"Take it back!" she yelled, wailing on the thief mercilessly.
"Never!" he shouted back, trying to if anything just get her the hell off his back.
"Take it BACK!" she yelled again.
"Ow! Dammit!" Tasuki cussed, "Get off my back! I don't swing that way!" he laughed, dispite the pain.
"AAAAAHH!!" Nuriko jumped off Tasuki's back, a giant mallet appearing out of nowhere as she smacked him right in the side of the head with it, sending the redhead flying into the wall of the establishment and slump down along it, his tongue sticking out of his open mouth as his eyes swirled in a K.O.
Nuriko hmphed and flicked her hair behind her head, dropping the mallet and walking over to sit with ChiChiri and Mitsukake, ordering another bottle of sake from a passing waitress as ChiChiri sipped his glass of water.
"So." she said, "Bout time you showed up."