Disclaimer: The people in white took my memory… I don't own Naruto…
Tales from the Drinks
Vodka and Tonic
"Aw, Gaara, that's so cute!" Naruto cooed. A glare from Gaara silenced him.
"I didn't even ask… You're Naruto, right?" Aimez asked. "The Kyuubi?"
"Oh, lovely description… But yeah, I'm the CONTAINER of the Kyuubi, Naruto!" Naruto replied, a little irritated at her question.
"Gaara says you're a moron."
Naruto looked fairly pissed.
"And you're probably Shikamaru, Kiba and Shino?"
"And Akamaru!"
"…"
Akamaru strode in, barking. He was about as tall as Kiba's waist now.
"Oh." Aimez scratched his head. "Aren't you the cutest doggie ever?"
Akamaru barked and wagged his tail. Aimez smiled. Gaara glared at Akamaru. Kiba blinked. Shikamaru drank. Shino paid no attention. Naruto wondered how Gaara fell in love with such a cheerful, nice person. So…
"Gaara, how exactly did you fall in love with such a cheerful, nice person?"
Gaara looked at his fiancé and smirked. "She's not as nice as you think."
Then, there was a thump. Then another. Naruto realized Aimez was thumping her heels against the ground.
This continued until a bartender scurried over with a pad of paper. "May I help –"
"Six glasses of your FINEST vodka and tonic, crystal glasses and I want EXCELLENT service, you read me? Make it snappy!"
Gaara smiled inwardly, but didn't show it. That was Aimez.
The bartender nodded briskly, used to Aimez's abrupt way of ordering by now. Minutes later, six glasses of vodka and tonic were slid down the bar to Shikamaru, Kiba, Shino, Naruto, Gaara and Aimez, Aimez getting the fullest one.
"See what I mean?" Gaara said smugly. Naruto just nodded, grateful for the vodka and tonic, though he didn't even finish his pink squirrel yet.
"SO ANYWAY!" Aimez went on, already half wasted. "Gaara and I were together for at least six months SIX MONTHS before Gaara asked me to marry him… It was such a nice day, too! Great dinner, remember EXACTLY what I had…"