AN: To those who have been waiting for updates on my other fics…Gomen, but lack of inspiration has had me stuck for a while, and now that I actually have a tiny bit of it, the computer decides to try and tell me that the disk the fics are on is not formatted……….I may have to rewrite some of them before I can post again, but I'm going to try my disk again when I get home.
Disclaimer: I really really wish Saiyuki was mine. Sadly, it's not. Don't sue me…it's not like I could pay you anyway.
Warnings: none for now, except that this is unfinished, but probably language later. And possible shonen-ai/yaoi. Don't know on that one yet.
Please R&R! Let me know if I should keep going or not!
Inebriation
"That's it, Hakkai. I'm tired of you outdrinking me. You're going to get drunk, one way or another."
That's what Gojyo had said five hours ago, as he pulled out quite a stash of alcohol, none of which was beer, wine, or sake.
But now, only Gojyo and Hakkai remained. Goku had hauled Sanzo's unconscious body to the room they were sharing that night.
Hakkai surveyed the bottles on the floor of the room he was sharing with the hanyou. Many had labels he was not particularly familiar with, though a few he had heard of, at least in a general sense. Eight bottles of different kinds of vodka had been killed by the pair, along with two bottles of tequila (which Hakkai found he was not particularly fond of), four bottles of different flavor schnapps, three bottles of something called Bacardi 151 (Hakkai had also determined he didn't care for this…smelled too much like paint thinner), four bottles of Ever… ever something. Gojyo had said it was illegal in some countries…or so Hakkai thought he remembered. It was that Ever-something stuff that Hakkai had found himself drinking quite a bit of…Gojyo didn't think he could handle it, and Hakkai had become determined to prove him wrong.
"You still…alive…" Gojyo's voice spoke slowly, trying to hide his drunkenness.
"Yes," Hakkai replied calmly, his smile slightly lopsided.
"Man." Gojyo kicked a few of the empty bottles in his attempt to pull at least the top half of his body off the floor.
"You passed out," Hakkai stated matter-of-factly.
"Shit." Gojyo gave up and flopped back down, his blurred vision focusing somewhere in the vicinity of the ceiling. "'Ow long?"
Hakkai looked at his watch with a frown. Since when could he not read his watch?
"You kay, 'Kai?" Gojyo slurred, noticing the change in his friend's expression.
"I don't know."
"Dun know what?"
"How long. Or if I'm okay." Hakkai tried to laugh, but stopped abruptly when his laugh was interrupted by a soft "*hic.*"
Gojyo raised an eyebrow. "Since when do you hiccup?" he asked, slowly finding his little 'nap' had sobered him up quite a bit.
"I *hic* don't…." Hakkai blinked, obviously confused. He felt very…stupid…at the moment…
"You look like your brain got up and walked out on you," Gojyo muttered, finally getting up and hunting down a beer, not ready to give up until Hakkai was good and drunk.
"I feel like that," Hakkai replied softly, his eyes following the blurry form of his friend.
"Lightheaded?"
"Hai."
"Dizzy?"
"Hai."
"Feel like you're gonna barf?"
"Iie…"
"Well, that's good," Gojyo muttered as he opened the beer and raised it to his lips. "Feel queasy?"
"A bit."
Gojyo took a long swallow. "You're drunk."
"I don't get drunk."
"You do now."
Hakkai blinked. "But I don't get drunk…"
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
"Yes, you do, 'Kai."
Hakkai let his head fall lazily to the left at hearing only half of his name, his lopsided smile across his lips. "Can't say my name, can you?"
"Nope…well, I could if I tried. Can you say mine?"
"Of course, Go-………" Hakkai frowned. He knew the name…really…his tongue just didn't want to say it. "Goj-…"
Gojyo laughed. "No you can't. And you're trying."
"No, I'm not…" Hakkai turned all his energy to saying the redhead's name. "Go…Goj………G……"
Gojyo kept laughing at his friend's failed attempts. "Just stop. I'm gonna die laughing," he said, sitting beside the youkai on the bed.
Hakkai frowned. Since when could he not say Goj… Okay, since when could he not even think the name?!
"Did you keep going, when I dropped to the floor?"
"I….I don't remember…"
"Wow. I did it. I got you drunk," Gojyo replied.
"…" Hakkai remained silent, his innate honestly kicking in, after his mind finally registered that he was indeed drunk.
"But you don't sound drunk. You don't seem drunk, except…"
"Everything's fuzzy," Hakkai spoke. And indeed, it seemed to be. His thoughts were not making sense. Just one after another, no connection, or so it seemed. His vision was blurry, and his head hurt a bit. And he couldn't even say the redhead's name!!
"Can you stand?"
Hakkai shrugged. "Can I?"
"Let's find out," Gojyo said, standing up. He extended his hand to his drunken friend. "Come on."
Hakkai leaned forward, pushing himself up a bit with one hand, reaching out for the kappa's with the other.
Their hands made contact, and Gojyo seized Hakkai's, helping to pull him up. Hakkai's knees, however, seemed to want nothing to do with standing, and Hakkai collapsed forward into Gojyo's arms. Gojyo stumbled back a bit with the addition of Hakkai's weight.
Gojyo chuckled. "Apparently not," he said with a smile, setting his beer on the nightstand.
Hakkai hung his head and did his best to help his friend get him back to the bed. He can barely see, can barely think, can't stand, can't speak like he should… He idly wondered what else being drunk can do to a person as he felt himself be sat down upon the bed once again.
He looked toward his friend, and suddenly one thing became clear in his vision. Those piercing red eyes, staring intently into his…
AN: Wow! You made it this far! Congratulations! Now, what do you think I should do with it? *eyes recycle bin…*