Tainted Blood

Chapter 18

by. SilverWolf-Ryuki

A/N: Watch Kai get drunk. xDD

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Notes to:

ShadedRogue – er, just to save you the trouble of looking back (its annoying... don't worry 'bout it) Lee, Mariah and Zeo are in China for the gathering (back in October) so they can find the bit-beasts easier. They've split so they can get more work done.

Lunar Fire – it's OK, I can always get more noodles. x) Why don't you like Lee and co? T.T they're awesome characters... just a bit unfamiliar for me to write with. o.o;;;

"How many shots was that?"

"25," Kai said before he dumped the clear, alcoholic content of the next shot into his mouth.

"Wow, 25 shots of vodka... I can't believe you lasted that long." Oliver looked amazed. "At least without getting drunk,"

"I told you, I don't get drunk." Kai growled and scratched his wrist.

"How about 5 more, I'll give you 2000 francs." Enrique pulled out a wad.

Kai snorted. "I don't want your francs."

Enrique looked amused. "Alright, 15 more, and you get Oliver's bit-beast for your trip."

Oliver nodded slowly. "I was going to give it to-"

Enrique hissed at Oliver to be quiet.

Kai raised an eyebrow. "Alright, if you're willing," He had his hands around his wrist and sat there as if waiting for a lecture to be over.

Enrique looked delighted. "Lars, 15 more shots,"

Lars grunted. In a few moments, someone brought many little shot-glasses and a bottle.

Kai eyed the glasses lazily. "Honestly, you're acting like my grandfather when he gets drunk."

"How is that?" Ren asked.

"He makes me get drunk too," Kai mumbled and gulped down two glasses.

"Is that where you get experience from?" Tala smirked.

"I don't know, is it?" Kai asked after dumping the small glasses of alcohol into his mouth like water.

"You're not even slurring yet," Oliver blinked. "If it were me, I'd be dead."

"Oliver," Kai said and took another shot. "You drink rich red wine that's supposed to help 90-year-old women against heart disease."

"I haven't drunk anything alcoholic since..." Mariam frowned. "Before they came to my village," She poured herself a small glass and slowly drank it.

"Are we all getting drunk?" Enrique grinned. "Excellent," He somehow appeared with small bottles. He popped off the cork of one of them and drank.

"Er, no thanks," Tala looked disgusted at the idea.

"I'm like Kai," Ren shook his head. "Have fun getting me drunk."

"Oh we will," Enrique laughed. Getting giddy...?

"How many more to go...?" Oliver asked.

Kai shrugged. "I drank all the things they gave me." He answered and sounded solemn.

"Way to go Kai," Oliver pressed his blade into Kai's hands. It was the unicorn.

To everyone's surprise, Kai frowned. He took the blade and pressed it to his wrist.

Mariam froze. "Kai, what are you...?"

"Worthless," Kai murmured and reached into his shoes to take out a small dagger.

"Voila, Kai's drunk and suicidal." Ren sighed.

Kai pulled the sheath off of the dagger and pressed the point lightly to his arm. A small, steady stream of blood came out as the blade sank slowly into his flesh.

Before he could cut off his arm, anything sharp was taken away from around him.

"OK, Kai, you are drunk." Tala said with a frown to the snarling Kai. "Your face isn't red; you're not killing anyone... other than yourself. Are you listening?"

"Stay away from me," Kai snarled and hissed in a very convincing voice. He would have had the head of the defense army of even America shivering in fright. His eyes were lightning into gold, with shades of red around the edge of the pupil. He bared his teeth in a dog-like manner, and his teeth seemed sharper than humanly possible.

Of course, Tala was Tala, so he shook Kai by the shoulders. "I'll spill cold water on you, I swear I will."

Kai shot a death glare from the hollow depth of his now golden eyes.

"Ren, get your heartless ass over here," Enrique called from beside Tala. He was getting scared, and he seemed to think that Ren could tame this drunken murderer.

"Not my fault, I never said to get him drunk with... 40 shots of the strongest alcohol possible." Ren called from where he was.

"Ren, get over here now!" Enrique... screeched, as one might say. Kai was now flexing his fingers, his nails somehow very long. He was clawing and growling at Tala, who was trying to get as far as possible while keeping Kai from murdering everyone.

"Pathetic," Ren mumbled as he wandered over.

"Do something," Oliver frowned. "It's not like Kai to be so... emotional."

Mariam looked at Kai's trashing figure and raised an eyebrow at Oliver. "Emotional?"

"I'll only get to do this once, I presume." Ren walked over. He looked Kai in the eye. He had naturally gold eyes, and gold met gold. Ren raised his hands and threw a punch to Kai's temples.

Kai's head swung to the side at the hit. He stopped moving for a few moments, and then snapped his attention to Ren, his eyebrows dipped low. A low rumble rose deep in his throat.

"Oh dear, this could get messy." Lars remarked from where he was standing – across the room.

Kai broke free of Tala's hold with ease and slashed his clawed hands towards Ren. It barely hit the side of Ren's face. His other hand came and threw a punch back towards Ren.

"Oliver, I apologize ahead of time for the damage," Ren said almost lazily as he wiped spit from the corner of his mouth. "Kai, come, deal with this outside."

He shot a glare at Enrique. "Thanks for making him drunk."

"He said he doesn't get drunk." Enrique shrugged.

"Anyone would get drunk after 40 shots of the strongest alcohol. Fainting, throwing up and strangely horny behavior I can deal with. But wanting to kill one-self and me, that's a whole different perspective." Ren almost snarled as he guided Kai outside.

"They're going to fight?" Tala asked with eyebrows raised. He rubbed where Kai gave him cuts and bruises. "We can make billions from charging tickets."

"Heh," Mariam said, not amused. "That's if they ever make it through one show."

"True enough," Oliver frowned. "Something must be done. Kai has possession of my bit beast."

"Hey, they could get into a fist fight for all I know," Enrique shrugged and followed the two out.

"What do we do about him?" Mariam nudged Rei with her foot.

"He'll wake up someday," Tala said over his shoulder as he went out as well. Mariam followed suit, along with Oliver.

Rei's eyes snapped open for a brief moment. "Kai and Ren fight?" He muttered with genuine confusion before dropping to sleep again.

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A/N: OK, so Kai's suicidal. It would be comical... I mean, if he didn't actually try to kill himself. If Kai wasn't Kai, I would have had him try to cut his wrist with napkins. Of course, that disgraces Kai's character. it's also tremendously out of character, which is what I'm kind of against. :)