Drunken Ninjas
"Thanks for the help, Tor." Dustin grunted as he deposited Shane in a chair.
"No problem." She laid Blake carefully back against the couch, glancing over at him. "How come you're not like this, anyway?"
He shrugged. "It's not my first time, so my tolerance is higher. 'Sides, I know to when to stop." He looked down at his boyfriend, who was staring at his Morpher and giggling drunkenly.
"Duuude... Check out my bracelet." Shane declared, waving his wrist around. "Isn't it awesome?"
"I go' one, too." Blake said petulantly.
"Mine's cooler."
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Navy's cooler th'n Red anyday!" Blake slurred. "I kicked yer ass already. I c'n do it 'gin."
"Could not!"
"Could too!"
"Could not!"
"At least my Sensei i'n't a rat."
"He's a ginny...gunny...guinea pig. Not a rat. And your Sensei isn't even here!" Shane pointed at Blake for emphasis, finger wobbling slightly. He paused, seeming to consider something, then started giggling again. "Sensei Ginny Pig!"
Blake burst into giggles. "Sensei Ginee Pig!" he echoed.
Tori looked at Dustin warily. "You sure you'll be okay alone with them?"
"If you can keep 'em quiet while I call Hunter, sure." He made for the phone as she promptly sat on Blake, covering his mouth.
"Blake?" Hunter's voice snapped after the first ring.
Dustin twitched. "Um, no dude. Dustin. Blake's crashing here tonight. He's totally wiped, and I don't feel like dragging him over to your place."
"I can come get him." Hunter offered, sounding slightly more at ease.
"He's sound asleep on the couch, man. Just let him sleep. I'll send him home after he wakes up tomorrow, okay?"
"Well..."
"Night, dude." he said quickly, faking a yawn as he hung up before Hunter could reply.
"Smooth." Tori commented as she released Blake's mouth.
"Why'd ya do that?" Blake whined at her, taking in big gasps of air.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not talking to you when you're like this." she informed him.
Total devastation. "You don' like me an'more? What'd I do?"
"I didn't say I don't like you anymore." she replied, frowning. "I'm just not talking to you while you're drunk."
"Yer no' mad?"
Her sigh was interrupted by another giggle from Shane. "He was a wreck." the other boy announced. "Couldn't decide on clothes, and screamed 'bout his hair. Then he *had* to get you flowers... He's more worried than *I* was!" He giggled again, then looked up at Dustin with adoring eyes. "But I know Dustin's nicer than Tori any day." he added.
"Excuse me?" Tori demanded.
He nodded, still staring up at Dustin. "Cuter, too." he declared. "I like brunettes better n' blondes."
"No one's prettier n' Tori." Blake interrupted.
Shane frowned at him. "Dustin is."
"Is not! What'd you know? Yer *gay*."
"Not gay." he sulked. "Bi. And I like Dustin."
Dustin wondered if his face could get any redder. He wasn't sure if it was embarrassment from the way Shane stared at him, or annoyance at being called pretty.
Tori raised an eyebrow. "Ooookay. I think I'm going to go home now. I'll see you guys later. Call me if you need help with anything, okay Dustin?"
"Sure, Tor."
She stopped to help Blake lie back on the couch. "You stay here until me or Dustin says you can get up, okay?" she commanded sternly.
He gave her a meek nod.
She kissed his forehead. "Get some sleep." She gave another smile, and headed out with a last wave to Dustin.
Dustin sighed as she locked the door behind her, turning to look back at Shane. Blake already had his eyes closed, a goofy smile on his face after Tori's kiss. "Guess we'd better get you to bed, huh?" he asked.
Shane blinked up at him. "You wanna have sex?"
Dustin turned bright red. "N-no!" he squeaked.
A grin crept across Shane's face. "Don' sound so sure to me."
"I want to get you in *your* bed, not have sex with you!" Dustin squawked.
Shane looked disappointed. "All right..." he sighed.
Dustin looked at him suspiciously for moment before hesitantly reaching to pull him to his feet. Shane immediately tumbled forward, falling heavily into his arms. "Hello." Shane said brightly, smiling at his blush.
"Let's just get you in bed." Dustin muttered.
It took longer than he'd have liked to get Shane to stumble into his own bedroom. He immediately vetoed the idea of getting him changed, settling for lowering him down to the bed instead. That proved to be a mistake, as Shane immediately latched his arms around Dustin's neck and pulled him down on top of him. Dustin yelped, only to be rolled over and snuggled into.
"Always wan'ed t' do this." Shane slurred in his ear.
Dustin squirmed, trying to pry himself free from the arms clamped around him. "Shane... Come on dude, let go!"
He was answered by a loud snore.
He groaned softly, letting his head fall against the bed. He was stuck, at least until Shane shifted or something. "Dating sucks." he muttered.
"Thanks for the help, Tor." Dustin grunted as he deposited Shane in a chair.
"No problem." She laid Blake carefully back against the couch, glancing over at him. "How come you're not like this, anyway?"
He shrugged. "It's not my first time, so my tolerance is higher. 'Sides, I know to when to stop." He looked down at his boyfriend, who was staring at his Morpher and giggling drunkenly.
"Duuude... Check out my bracelet." Shane declared, waving his wrist around. "Isn't it awesome?"
"I go' one, too." Blake said petulantly.
"Mine's cooler."
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Navy's cooler th'n Red anyday!" Blake slurred. "I kicked yer ass already. I c'n do it 'gin."
"Could not!"
"Could too!"
"Could not!"
"At least my Sensei i'n't a rat."
"He's a ginny...gunny...guinea pig. Not a rat. And your Sensei isn't even here!" Shane pointed at Blake for emphasis, finger wobbling slightly. He paused, seeming to consider something, then started giggling again. "Sensei Ginny Pig!"
Blake burst into giggles. "Sensei Ginee Pig!" he echoed.
Tori looked at Dustin warily. "You sure you'll be okay alone with them?"
"If you can keep 'em quiet while I call Hunter, sure." He made for the phone as she promptly sat on Blake, covering his mouth.
"Blake?" Hunter's voice snapped after the first ring.
Dustin twitched. "Um, no dude. Dustin. Blake's crashing here tonight. He's totally wiped, and I don't feel like dragging him over to your place."
"I can come get him." Hunter offered, sounding slightly more at ease.
"He's sound asleep on the couch, man. Just let him sleep. I'll send him home after he wakes up tomorrow, okay?"
"Well..."
"Night, dude." he said quickly, faking a yawn as he hung up before Hunter could reply.
"Smooth." Tori commented as she released Blake's mouth.
"Why'd ya do that?" Blake whined at her, taking in big gasps of air.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not talking to you when you're like this." she informed him.
Total devastation. "You don' like me an'more? What'd I do?"
"I didn't say I don't like you anymore." she replied, frowning. "I'm just not talking to you while you're drunk."
"Yer no' mad?"
Her sigh was interrupted by another giggle from Shane. "He was a wreck." the other boy announced. "Couldn't decide on clothes, and screamed 'bout his hair. Then he *had* to get you flowers... He's more worried than *I* was!" He giggled again, then looked up at Dustin with adoring eyes. "But I know Dustin's nicer than Tori any day." he added.
"Excuse me?" Tori demanded.
He nodded, still staring up at Dustin. "Cuter, too." he declared. "I like brunettes better n' blondes."
"No one's prettier n' Tori." Blake interrupted.
Shane frowned at him. "Dustin is."
"Is not! What'd you know? Yer *gay*."
"Not gay." he sulked. "Bi. And I like Dustin."
Dustin wondered if his face could get any redder. He wasn't sure if it was embarrassment from the way Shane stared at him, or annoyance at being called pretty.
Tori raised an eyebrow. "Ooookay. I think I'm going to go home now. I'll see you guys later. Call me if you need help with anything, okay Dustin?"
"Sure, Tor."
She stopped to help Blake lie back on the couch. "You stay here until me or Dustin says you can get up, okay?" she commanded sternly.
He gave her a meek nod.
She kissed his forehead. "Get some sleep." She gave another smile, and headed out with a last wave to Dustin.
Dustin sighed as she locked the door behind her, turning to look back at Shane. Blake already had his eyes closed, a goofy smile on his face after Tori's kiss. "Guess we'd better get you to bed, huh?" he asked.
Shane blinked up at him. "You wanna have sex?"
Dustin turned bright red. "N-no!" he squeaked.
A grin crept across Shane's face. "Don' sound so sure to me."
"I want to get you in *your* bed, not have sex with you!" Dustin squawked.
Shane looked disappointed. "All right..." he sighed.
Dustin looked at him suspiciously for moment before hesitantly reaching to pull him to his feet. Shane immediately tumbled forward, falling heavily into his arms. "Hello." Shane said brightly, smiling at his blush.
"Let's just get you in bed." Dustin muttered.
It took longer than he'd have liked to get Shane to stumble into his own bedroom. He immediately vetoed the idea of getting him changed, settling for lowering him down to the bed instead. That proved to be a mistake, as Shane immediately latched his arms around Dustin's neck and pulled him down on top of him. Dustin yelped, only to be rolled over and snuggled into.
"Always wan'ed t' do this." Shane slurred in his ear.
Dustin squirmed, trying to pry himself free from the arms clamped around him. "Shane... Come on dude, let go!"
He was answered by a loud snore.
He groaned softly, letting his head fall against the bed. He was stuck, at least until Shane shifted or something. "Dating sucks." he muttered.