TA: Okay folks. It's 12:15 and I just FINISHED writing this. I was lying in bed just getting ready to go to sleep when I got the idea for this. Thus I had to write it. I know I'm mad, but whenever Nuriko gives me a nighttime idea, they're usually writing-worthy. So I listen. *sigh* no matter how late.

Tasuki's coffee addiction

Tasuki's fanged mouth opened wide in a yawn as he trudged into the kitchen he shared with everyone else, including Miaka. Hence it was always empty of food and full of people. Chichiri sat on a barstool, a porcelain mug in his hands. Nuriko was bent over the sink, washing similar mugs.

"Well, look who's finally up no da!" Chichiri grinned, taking another sip of the glorious substance known to them all as coffee. Miaka had introduced them to the regular stuff after the incident with Mitsukake and the chocolate covered coffee beans, and now the majority of them were addicted. Nuriko was seen to dump a pound of sugar into his, while Chichiri used cream only. Hotohori usually stared into his cup until it cooled (not because it was too hot, but because he was so beautiful he'd forget to drink it until the steam stopped.) Miaka used a mixture of cream and sugar, while Tamahome went black. Mitsukake usually drank half and gave the rest to Tama-neko (giving the cat a caffeine buzz until noon at least.) Chiriko was the only one who didn't like it and always gave Tasuki his cup.

"Mornin'," Tasuki grumbled, moving to the cabinet for his specialty mug.

"Geez, Tasuki, you slept so late, the coffee's all gone," Nuriko said absentmindedly while cleaning the remaining seishi's mugs. Tasuki blinked before his eyes bugged out.

"No coffee?" he squeaked. Nuriko nodded.

"CHIRIKO!!" the red haired bandit shouted. The tiniest seishi poked his head into the room.

"Hai, Tasuki-san?"

"Coffee?" he grinned hopefully.

"I thought you weren't going to get up, Tasuki-san, so I gave it to Chichiri-san!"

Tasuki's hopeful face fell.

"So we've got no coffee…"

"Nope no da."

"Not one drop."

"Nuriko already cleaned the coffee pot no da."

"Already?" Veins began to pop onto the fanged seishi's forehead.

"Hai no da."

That was it.

"NO DA! NO DA! NO FREAKIN DAAAA!!" Tasuki exploded. "GIMME MY GODDAMNED COFFEE YOU BASTAAAAAAAAAAAARDSSSSS!!!!"

Chiriko's eyes were widened as large as animely possible. All action had basically stopped in the house.

"Nuriko….you….make Tasuki some coffee….no da…" Without another word Chichiri bolted out of the room, grabbing Chiriko on the way. Nuriko looked terrified.

"Tasuki, I think it's time you learned how to use Mr. Coffee…" Nuriko squeaked, running out after the monk.

"WHERE THE HELL IS MY COFFEE?!?!!" Another outburst arose from the kitchen, followed by a string of curses worse than ever heard in the house before. The doorbell was barely heard over it all. Miaka plugged her ears with her fingers and ran to the door. Unfortunately, in order to open the door, she had to unplug her ears. Groaning, she did so.

"Hey, Miaka, what's the obscenity string about?" Keisuke stood at the doorway, blinking, a steaming McDonalds© cup in his hand. The string of curses stopped. Miaka's face fell as she scooted out of the doorway. "Miaka?"

"Keisuke, put down the coffee or run as fast as you can…"

However, it was too late. A moment later, a strong, redhaired force slammed into him and ripped the coffee from his hand.

"Coffee coffee lovely coffeeee oh how I love theee…." The bandit sang, rubbing his cheek against his newly claimed cup. The viewing seishi sweatdropped at their companion.

"I dunno if he's worse with coffee or with beer no da…" Chichiri muttered as Tasuki made his way to the kitchen.

"LOVE ME, COFFEE!! LOVE MEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

The rest of the group, containing Miaka, Chiriko, Nuriko, Mitsukake, and Tamahome confirmed that question.

"Beer."

"COFFITY GOODNESS BABY!!!!"