Note: Don't kill me for what I wrote about them, kay? ~_^!

Chapter 2

"This is so bizarre. We're actually together in this case," Watari said excitedly as he packed up his stuff into a backpack. "We should go celebrate!"

Hisoka looked at Watari from Tsuzuki's deep purple eyes and reminded Watari that his body couldn't stand alcohol. He then walk towards his apartment window and stared at the left wing of the department below. Then they left Meifu.

"Naaaaaaaah," Tsuzuki screamed, as the three headed dragon zoomed pass him at an amazing speed. Apparently it flew through every corner of the building destroying everything in its path. "Wa~ta~ri, help!"

Soon, everyone in the office ran out and watched in horror as Tsuzuki tried to tame the dragon. "What did you do, Watari-san?" Yuma asked while trying to escape the ball of fire from ceberus.

"But I'm not Watari!" Tsuzuki shouted back. "Must try to summon," Tsuzuki thought. "But how?" He looked around and searched for his fuda/talisman. Unfortunately, all he could find inside the professor's coat is a small notebook and a pen. Quickly, Tsuzuki released the dragon's mane and furiously started to draw. "How to draw?!!!" The picture in the paper, which supposed to be Suzaku, didn't actually look like anything.

"What do you mean, you're not Watari?" Tatsumi suddenly came out from nowhere. Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed the paper from Tsuzuki's hand and changed it into a much better looking Suzaku and gave it back to Tsuzuki. Then Tsuzuki began a long never-ending chant.

Back on earth, Hisoka was busy trying to calm the over-exited Watari. "Watari! Stop kid-ding around. We've got job to do!"

"Don't worry! We got four days. Let's paarty!" Watari dragged Hisoka into what looks like a nightclub. Hisoka struggled but it was useless. Watari was determined to party so he reluctantly followed. "But I warn you, I Don't…….Daaaance!!" Hisoka shrieked as Watari pushed him to the middle of the dance floor in the club.

"Dance!"

"No way!"

"Come on!"

"Don't even think of it! Weiii!!"

At one end, a rather depressed Muraki was seen draining down bottles and bottles of beer. "I've had it with life. I'm off to get more Bloody Mary." He stood up and slowly walked to the front, completely knocking everything in his way. Suddenly, he came to a stop when he noticed Watari and Hisoka at a table near the door.

'Hisoka try some!" Watari said as he shoved down a glass of beer down Hisoka's throat. By now, Hisoka's face had turned quite red, apparently drunk. "Watari, stop!" Realizing that he couldn't hold on any longer, Hisoka quickly ran out to the toilet and vomited everything out.

Watari, on the other hand, continued on drinking his life away.

"I see that you're a good dancer, Hisoka-san," Muraki said while offering Watari a glass of Bloody Mary. "So cute."

Watari looked at Muraki and stared at him for a long time. After a while, he invited Muraki to have a seat and they started to drink together. Obviously, they're both drunk.

Few hours later, Hisoka came out of the toilet looking very angry. "That's it. No more mister nice kid," he muttered under his breath and made his way back to the table when he noticed Muraki was talking non-stop with Watari. "What is that guy up to…" Hisoka looked around to find a way to distract the both of them.

"Seriously, you're not going to hit me on the head with that, are you?" Surprised, Hisoka turned back and saw Muraki behind him. " I will, if you come any closer!" Hisoka quickly backed off while firmly grabbing the fire extinguisher.

Muraki smiled and walked to the toilet. "Tell you the truth, I'm not in a mood to kill tonight."

Hisoka threw the extinguisher down and ran towards Watari who was still drinking. "We have to get out of here!" Hisoka said while pulling Watari out of the club.

"Suzaku, please! It's me, Tsuzuki!"

"This is ridiculous!" Tatsumi wailed from the far end of the building as Tsuzuki tried to calm down his shikigami. The fiery bird flew around and around Tsuzuki ready to burn to crisp anyone who disturbs it. "Who dares wake me?" Suzaku suddenly hissed and looked at Tsuzuki. "It's me, Tsuzuki! Don't you recognize you cute master?" (yeah, right)

The bird stared at Tsuzuki for a while. "You do not even look a bit like the Tsuzuki I know. What have you done to yourself? Dyed your hair? Wear contact lenses?" The bird giggled.

"Very, funny Suzaku. This is temporary. Now go and put that baby to sleep," Tsuzuki ordered the bird, who was still giggling on air. Soon, everything went back to normal and Ceberus was fast asleep on the floor.

Yuma and Saya ran towards Tsuzuki to congratulate him. The fact that they're department had been destroyed really bad.

"You, young kid, have many explaining to do!" Tatsumi came from behind and pulled Inu-Tsuzuki into his half-destroyed office.

"But…but…but…"

"No buts. Just get in there!"

* This is getting ridiculous, don't you think. I have to get Muraki in there somewhere. I can't bear a fic without him. Tell me if I make you bored.