Dear God, It's me Sano
Chapter 2
"Providing your daily dose of shounen-ai"
Dr. Mwaahaha
Kenshin, my friends, and I sit down at a table. Former opponents walk up to us and order drinks.
"So, Sano, you ready to lose tonight?" a guy asks. I chuckle.
"Actually, tonight you'll be drinking against a new opponent," I point to Kenshin. The guy looks him over, and smiles.
"Huh. He doesn't look like he can hold much, but I won't underestimate him," he says carefully.
The drinks start to pour in, and we gather around Kenshin and Ryoku.
Okay, I trust and believe in Kenshin...but I know Ryoku, and boy, can he drink. I'm not sure that Kenshin can beat him. I look away, not totally wanting to watch.
"Whooaaa!"
"Four cups already!"
"Quick! More drinks!"
"Amazing! Drink it down, man!"
"Show him how it's done"
"Come on Ryoku, you've got to catch up!"
Wait...Ryoku is behind? I open my eyes.
My jaw drops.
Kenshin has eleven empty cups in front of him. Ryoku is gulping down his fifth one, when he suddenly collapses.
"I can't...drink...anysssmoresss...," Ryoku gasps out, while cringing in pain. Apparently, he drank way too fast.
Kenshin won.
The night continues like this until someone comes up to me.
"Hey, Sano," my friend, Keitaro starts. "Why don't you challenge Kenshin?"
"Where's the logic in that? We're making good money as it is," I tell him.
Keitaro pauses.
"Kenshin just beat your record," he states matter-of-factly.
I freeze. My hand tightens up in a fist. I know that I have a knot on my forehead, I can feel it.
"Hey! Sano! This guy just beat your record! Whoa! And the bartender is paying for his drinks on the house!" the other guys start yelling at me.
"Arrgg! That does it!" I march and sit across the table from Kenshin. I put a look of determination on my face.
Kenshin looks up at me in surprise.
"Oro? A.......ano.......Sano?"
"Enough talk, Kenshin. I might be your friend, but I won't go easy on you."
Kenshin gives me a sheepish look, "But...but...I'm doing this for you...Why do you want to challenge me?"
Keitaro goes to whisper something to Kenshin. Kenshin's eyes widen in realization.
"Ah. I see. In that case, I accept your challenge," Kenshin orders some more drinks.
I can't lose to Kenshin. I love him, I really do. But... this is my drinking reputation. It's not like Kenshin is going to drink for me from now on. I'm going to have to do my own drinking, and guys will never let me live it down that a small guy beat my record. Or...will Kenshin drink for me from now on?
I ponder on the idea for a while, until the drinks show up. We're about to start drinking when Kenshin stands up.
"Sano, I'm sorry, but I have to leave," Kenshin tells me seriously. "This round goes to you."
"What? Kenshin! You can't do this!" I say surprised. The crowd groans and leaves.
"I have to go," he goes around the table to where I am. "We'll have a rematch later, I promise," he whispers into my ear. I shiver.
I turn around to watch him go. There's a dreamy look on my face. I know there is.
One of my friends comes up to me. I don't pay him any mind. Hell, I'm still looking at the door that Kenshin walked through. Dramatic sigh.
"Um, Sano?" my friend says hesitantly.
"...Yes?" I ask distractedly.
"I don't want to be the bearer of bad news..." he fidgets, and looks down at the ground.
Trust me, there is nothing that can bring me down right now.
"But we're good friends, and good friends tell each other these things," he continues.
Ah, Kenshin is a good friend. Maybe he'll be more. Ahhh, love. I am up in the clouds right now.
"But...ah...Kenshin just walked away with another guy," he concludes.
Smash. It hurts to fall.
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I'm sorry I didn't post it up sooner, I ended up changing most of it. But Mwaarrharrharrharr, it is better than before! Yes, short, I know. But! The next one will be longer.. I'll post it next week. Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin belongs to Nobuhiro Watsuki and Jump Comics, but mostly to Nobuhiro Watsuki, because he created it. This fanfic belongs to me, if you attempt to steal any part of my idea without my permission, I shall be most blood thirsty. 0_* ( this is my pirate face. Mwaahaahaa.
The title was created by my lovely sister Phoebe.
Chapter 2
"Providing your daily dose of shounen-ai"
Dr. Mwaahaha
Kenshin, my friends, and I sit down at a table. Former opponents walk up to us and order drinks.
"So, Sano, you ready to lose tonight?" a guy asks. I chuckle.
"Actually, tonight you'll be drinking against a new opponent," I point to Kenshin. The guy looks him over, and smiles.
"Huh. He doesn't look like he can hold much, but I won't underestimate him," he says carefully.
The drinks start to pour in, and we gather around Kenshin and Ryoku.
Okay, I trust and believe in Kenshin...but I know Ryoku, and boy, can he drink. I'm not sure that Kenshin can beat him. I look away, not totally wanting to watch.
"Whooaaa!"
"Four cups already!"
"Quick! More drinks!"
"Amazing! Drink it down, man!"
"Show him how it's done"
"Come on Ryoku, you've got to catch up!"
Wait...Ryoku is behind? I open my eyes.
My jaw drops.
Kenshin has eleven empty cups in front of him. Ryoku is gulping down his fifth one, when he suddenly collapses.
"I can't...drink...anysssmoresss...," Ryoku gasps out, while cringing in pain. Apparently, he drank way too fast.
Kenshin won.
The night continues like this until someone comes up to me.
"Hey, Sano," my friend, Keitaro starts. "Why don't you challenge Kenshin?"
"Where's the logic in that? We're making good money as it is," I tell him.
Keitaro pauses.
"Kenshin just beat your record," he states matter-of-factly.
I freeze. My hand tightens up in a fist. I know that I have a knot on my forehead, I can feel it.
"Hey! Sano! This guy just beat your record! Whoa! And the bartender is paying for his drinks on the house!" the other guys start yelling at me.
"Arrgg! That does it!" I march and sit across the table from Kenshin. I put a look of determination on my face.
Kenshin looks up at me in surprise.
"Oro? A.......ano.......Sano?"
"Enough talk, Kenshin. I might be your friend, but I won't go easy on you."
Kenshin gives me a sheepish look, "But...but...I'm doing this for you...Why do you want to challenge me?"
Keitaro goes to whisper something to Kenshin. Kenshin's eyes widen in realization.
"Ah. I see. In that case, I accept your challenge," Kenshin orders some more drinks.
I can't lose to Kenshin. I love him, I really do. But... this is my drinking reputation. It's not like Kenshin is going to drink for me from now on. I'm going to have to do my own drinking, and guys will never let me live it down that a small guy beat my record. Or...will Kenshin drink for me from now on?
I ponder on the idea for a while, until the drinks show up. We're about to start drinking when Kenshin stands up.
"Sano, I'm sorry, but I have to leave," Kenshin tells me seriously. "This round goes to you."
"What? Kenshin! You can't do this!" I say surprised. The crowd groans and leaves.
"I have to go," he goes around the table to where I am. "We'll have a rematch later, I promise," he whispers into my ear. I shiver.
I turn around to watch him go. There's a dreamy look on my face. I know there is.
One of my friends comes up to me. I don't pay him any mind. Hell, I'm still looking at the door that Kenshin walked through. Dramatic sigh.
"Um, Sano?" my friend says hesitantly.
"...Yes?" I ask distractedly.
"I don't want to be the bearer of bad news..." he fidgets, and looks down at the ground.
Trust me, there is nothing that can bring me down right now.
"But we're good friends, and good friends tell each other these things," he continues.
Ah, Kenshin is a good friend. Maybe he'll be more. Ahhh, love. I am up in the clouds right now.
"But...ah...Kenshin just walked away with another guy," he concludes.
Smash. It hurts to fall.
^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^
I'm sorry I didn't post it up sooner, I ended up changing most of it. But Mwaarrharrharrharr, it is better than before! Yes, short, I know. But! The next one will be longer.. I'll post it next week. Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin belongs to Nobuhiro Watsuki and Jump Comics, but mostly to Nobuhiro Watsuki, because he created it. This fanfic belongs to me, if you attempt to steal any part of my idea without my permission, I shall be most blood thirsty. 0_* ( this is my pirate face. Mwaahaahaa.
The title was created by my lovely sister Phoebe.