A/N: Not my best, but it's something. Thanks again to those who reviewed.
By JleeBean
3. Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead.
Kyou had never tried sake before. He never thought it was that big a deal until he told Shigure, who'd just offered him some in his own drunken haze, and the damn Inu actually laughed at him. He hiccoughed a little and proceeded to slur that even Yuki had tried some before—which was all that was needed to push the Neko off the edge and he grabbed the bottle, actually tore it from the Inu's hands, only to chug its contents away like it was another carton of milk. Shigure was staring at him in silent awe as Kyou hastily threw the bottle aside, feeling mighty proud of himself.
That is, until the liquor's true power began to seize his insides and he gagged, suddenly feeling light in the head. After that he fell backwards or sideways or something; all he knew was he was suddenly on the floor, looking up at ceiling where twin lamplights suddenly became a quadruplet and he giggled—giggled!—because it had seemed so damned funny at the time.
Shigure was by his side in an instant. He didn't seem so drunk anymore, and Kyou felt he should have been mad about that but couldn't quite put his finger on why, when suddenly there was a hand there, slapping Kyou in the face. Kyou tried to knock it away but only managed to lightly tap the appendage and he giggled again because that must have looked funny, indeed.
Of course, that was when Tohru and Yuki decided to come home from grocery shopping and Kyou felt he should have been embarrassed or flustered or something but all he could do was giggle incessantly at the four lights that were now spinning in circles overhead. Tohru made a grand fuss and reprimanded Shigure for his carelessness—but only lightly of course, because this is Tohru after all.
Somewhere down the line, Kagura had popped up, because Kagura always manages to pop up at the worst of times, and, expectedly, she raised hell over his state—at least that's what it sounded like, because Kyou was still watching those lights, which now seemed to be doing a funny little dance. But sooner or later, Kyou was forced to tear his attention away, especially when something landed heavily on his chest. He'd shot up and—after taking a moment to let the swirling colors adjust into intelligible objects—gave the something a bit of talking to.
As it turns out, the something was Kagura, who didn't really fall as much as throw herself on him. She exclaimed her apology and scrambled to give him a hug, and in the back of his mind, Kyou felt that he should be pushing her away but he wondered why because she felt so soft and warm. Instead he returned the hug, or returned as much of it as he could muster, and people actually gasped.
The sake had just about done him in and his hold slackened and he fell back, gazing once again at those dancing lights. He was close to blacking out then and all he could do was wonder why the only person who didn't seem so surprised was Kagura.
Next: Everything you ever wished for.