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Chapter 5

Rui stared blankly at his half empty glass of whiskey, what would he do? His mind still raced about the current situation even now, hours later, as he sat at the bar, his mind reeled with conflicting emotions. Love one but not the other, it wasn't that simple. Both were perfect. He downed the rest of the glass and restarted his train of thoughts but before he could get it underway the ear piercing giggles gouged a hole into his brain. He flinched and turned to see Doumyouji still talking to the bitches known as Asai and co. You'd think he'd learn. Rui walked, okay stumbled noting the half-empty bottle of whiskey in his left hand, to him and plopped down on the chair facing Doumyouji.

"Where's Tsukushi?" Rui asked seeing if he even knew since he was positive she either was still crying or sleeping from exhaustion due to crying.

Doumyouji thought for a moment "I think she's in our room, she got mad at me. Why?"

Rui glowered, 'idiot.'

Now maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was is built up annoyance at this other boy but he blurted out what he had wanted to say instead his usual 'nothing' then berating himself for not saying what he wanted to say. What did he said you ask? Simple "I wanna fuck her."

The room, now full with the F4 and the girls they had invited, froze. Doumyouji's face contorted with anger and his fist connected with Rui's jaw.

Rui's last coherent thought right before he blacked out was 'I could have sworn his punches hurt more.'

Rui woke the next day, his head pounding and jaw aching. A large purple and blue bruise covering the majority of his left cheek. Rui groaned and he rolled over from his place by his bed and felt a rush of vomit rise in his mouth. He gagged and it fell out of his mouth and into his conveniently placed garbage can.

"Rough night?" a soft voice asked.

Rui turned to look at the speaker but closed his eyes quickly waiting for the world to stop spinning like an over enthusiastic ballerina on speed. When he opened them again he blinked a few times to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"Tsukushi?" he asked.

She nodded and put the cool cloth on his head again "Are you okay?"

Rui turned over again and puked into the garbage mid nod.

Tsukushi frowned gave him some tea "Here. My mom's remedy."

He took the cup from her and sipped it slowly. "What happened?" he asked.

Tsukushi shook her head " What do you remember last?"

Rui thought "A big thing coming at my head and a lot of pain."

She giggled and Rui couldn't help but smile at the girlish yet not so girly way she could do that.

"That must have been his fist," she stated.

Rui nodded and thought a bit about what could possibly have made Tsukasa punch him. He froze, remembering. Shit! He looked at Tsukushi, did she know?

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

Tsukushi smiled "Treating you and everyone else on this ship. Susumu included. I have to have a talk with Soujirou and Akira. They let him drink."

Rui chuckled, sounded like them. He recalled that their playboy ways and casual drinking started at around Susumu's age. 15.

Tsukushi smiled down at him and picked up her stuff "I have to go. More people need my sober help."

Rui smiled back at her, the searing throb in the back of his head was a small price to pay to just look at her kind beautiful face.

As she left the room Tsukushi stopped and looked down at the boy. Doumyouji told her what Rui had said the night before as she bandaged his fist. It couldn't be true. Rui loved Shizuka. Didn't he? She shook her head and went to go find Soujirou and Akira. She had to treat their hangovers and inflict physical pain on them for letting her brother drink.

Tsukushi found the two with her brother sprawled on Akira's bed. She dragged Susumu onto the couch and woke him up.

"Su-chan? Come on. Wake up," she poked him continually in the chest until he woke up. He groaned at the brightness of the light "Ugh… too bright… five more minutes."

Tsukushi hauled him into a sitting position and gave him the hot tea.

"I feel like shit," Susumu grumbled sipping the drink.

She frowned, "Don't swear. Well that's what happens when you get drunk. I can't believe you. You're only fifteen. I knew I shouldn't have brought you along. If mom finds out-"

"She'll be thrilled we're hanging out with rich people. This is mom. She won't care that I got drunk. She'll just be happy I got drunk with Soujirou and Akira," he said taking the last drag of the tea.

Tsukushi shook her head, he was right.

She let him lie down before going over to Akira and Soujirou's sleeping figures.

"Hey! Wake up," she pulled the blankets out from beneath them sending them tumbling onto the ground. She grabbed the trashcan and gave it Akira who immediately began upchucking into the bin. Soujirou didn't seem to be in any threat of throwing up. He was used to drinking large amounts. Soujirou groaned and hauled himself up onto the bed with Tsukushi's help.

Soujirou smiled "Thanks."

She smiled back and turned her attention to Akira who had stopped throwing up long enough to curse all liquors to hell and back. Not to mention Soujirou who had insisted on having a shot duel.

"Kushi…" he said struggling to sit up.

Soujirou looked up from his place on the bed 'Kushi…?' he thought, half-interested.

Tsukushi turned to him giving him a cup of tea "Yeah?"

Akira sipped at the hot liquid "If I don't live… kill Soujirou for me."

Tsukushi rolled her eyes. Akira was being over dramatic, not like his usual self but then again, everyone's been acting differently since stepping on the ship:

Doumyouji and his sudden ok-ness with being with Asai and co

Rui's rather odd outburst

Akira's over dramatics

Soujirou was being nice and her little brother was drunk.

Tsukushi shook her head and threw the Styrofoam cups into the garbage.

"I'll see you guys later," she said walking out of the room ignoring Akira and Soujirou's protests of not wanting to be alone in 'their time of need.'

Apparently everyone had drunk until they couldn't stand anymore, most of them hadn't even touched a drink before this night and so they all had bigger hangovers then any of them had had before. Soujirou, who probably drank more then anyone on the ship combined, was also suffering.

Tsukushi opened another door and spotted Asai and co sprawled around the bedroom. Asai, to Tsukushi's amusement, had vomit on the front of her dress and the other two seemed like had simply passed out where they stood. Kiko was draped over the toilet, still in her dinner finery. Tsukushi was about to walk in and help them but stopped. An evil smile formed on her face and she picked up a (dirty) bucket from the janitors closet a few feet away. Filling it with water she poured it all over Asai.

Whoever was left asleep on the ship woke at once at the sound of a very loud scream coming suspiciously from the room assigned to Asai and her friends.

Heh heh. Oh how I hate them. I had people in my school like that. She was just as bitchy and all because I was dating the guy she liked.

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