Chapter 2
Saturday evening, Fuu packed to go to Ferio's. She was exited to learn more about her new friends, especially why Yumi was a goth. Fuu would hate to be a goth, dressing in black and red all the time. She shivered at the thought.
She waited at the front door for Ayame to pick her up. Finally, a plain white car appeared. Ayame waved for Fuu to hop in, and she did.
"So, is this your first sleepover with guys around?" asked Ayame. Fuu hadn't thought of that. She blushed.
"Hai." she admitted. "The school I went to before was an all girls private school, so I never really got to be friends with a guy before."
Ayame gasped. "That's terrible!" What would happen if Ferio took out the beer? She knew he would, and considered warning Fuu. She decided not to.
Ayame stopped at a huge mansion. "How far away is it?" asked Fuu.
"That's it." said Ayame, pointing at the mansion. Fuu gaped.
"I though that Yumi was exaggerating when she said that it was a mansion." gasped Fuu.
"Oh no!" said Ayame. "She was understating. This place is actually a palace. A small lord lived here in the Meiji era."
"Really?" Fuu was instantly interested. She walked up to the gate and rang the bell. Jiro's voice came out. "Come on in, girls." he said.
The gates opened and they walked in. It was a garden, but you could see hastily hidden swordsmanship equipment everywhere. When they reached the door, Ayame opened it to let them in. She walked confidently through the halls until they got to a HUGE living room. Ferio, Jiro, and Katsuro were seated around a coffee table.
Fuu and Ayame sat beside them. Fuu noticed eyes staring at her from the darkest corner of the room.
"There's someone there…" she said.
"No duh." said Yumi's voice from the corner. Fuu heaved a sigh of relief.
"So, what's going on in your neck of the city, Ayame?" asked Jiro.
"Not very much." she replied. "You?"
"Nothing but homework." he replied. Fuu laughed softly. "Oy!" yelled Jiro. "Mind sharing the joke?"
"I had more homework than this in 8th grade." she said, her giggles becoming peals of laughter. The others joined in, too, and soon even Jiro was laughing at himself.
When the laughter died down, Ayame asked Yumi: "So, how's it going with you and Akira?" Yumi got out of her corner, blushing furiously and attacking Ayame. Ayame promptly hid behind Katsuro causing the black eye that had been for Ayame to go on him.
He got up, swore, and went to the kitchen to get ice. "Oh my god! Gomen nassai! If you've dodged it would've hit Ayame instead." Yumi said.
"THAT'S WHY I DIDN'T DODGE!" he swore again, then continued: "If you were a guy, I'd kill you."
"Awwww!" exclaimed Jiro, always a clown. "It's love!" He realized that it was actually true when both Katsuro and Ayame blushed and froze in their tracks.
"Man, if I'd known it was true I would have said it differently." he said. I would have said "So it's true!" he thought. Ferio was bored, so he went to the kitchen to get ht beer. He didn't tell anyone that that was what he was doing, but it was. Oh! The beer so SOON! He must be stressed. thought Jiro, who had known him since primary. He went out, too.
"Okay, 'fess up." he said. "Something's bothering you, and I can tell."
"It's a girl problem." Ferio said guiltily. "Please help me." from the look it Ferio's eyes, Jiro could tell it was bad.
"I'll tell you all I can."
"BEER?" Fuu exclaimed. "NO ONE TOLD ME THERE WOULD BE BEER!"
"Oy," said Katsuro. "You've obviously never been drunk before, and I'll tell you now, it's not a bad thing."
"WHAT?" Fuu yelled. "Yu, talk some sense into them!"
"Oy!" shouted Yumi "Where's my beer?"
Fuu gaped. "Ayame?"
Ayame held a large mug up to Ferio. "Fill 'er up!"
Fuu fainted. When she came around, Jiro held a glass up to her. "Here, drink this." When she sent him a questioning look, he said: "It'll make you feel better, I promise." Fuu drank it, and felt instantly better.
"That's good." she said. "What is it?"
"Beer." Katsuro replied. Fuu felt that she should be distressed, but wasn't. "More please." She held up the glass, which she realized had a handle, and was a mug.
"Okay, but you aren't used to it, so you only get three mugs, tonight." said Ferio. "Though no doubt you'll want more than that."
3 mugs later
Ferio had drunk the most, at eight. Jiro was pouring his seventh, and Katsuro was drinking his sixth. Ayame had only had four, but was just as drunk as the guys. Yumi had drunk five. Fuu had only drunk three, and wasn't drinking any more. Even drunk, Ferio still had some common sense. Katsuro put down his mug. He looked at Ayame. She looked back. Suddenly, he kissed her. The other four clapped. The evening was long and thoroughly enjoyable.