The document manager is seriously f-ing around with me... I have to use line breaks because for some freakin' reason, I cannot add a long space!

Anyways... Sorry to keep you waiting so long! I had the inspriation one night (no lie) to change the plot somewhat. So I revised chapter two so that it can head in the intended direction.

Here is chapter two folks - Meet Kazuya.

I don't, but hopefully will own Azumanga Daioh! R&R!

Trivia - Chapter 2

Most of the crowd that had gathered at the arcade now assembled at the selected battleground, "Goichi's Restaurant & Bar".

A square table had been moved to the center of the restaurant. At this table sat Kazuya, Yukari, and a young man by the name of Akira, who had volunteered to be "referee".

The barkeep prepared for the contest, placing two medium-sized shot glasses, and a bottle of sake on the table. Kazuya and Yukari looked at the bottle with disgust, before looking to the barkeep.

"Sake!" they asked in unison

"This is a drinking contest, not a friggin' birthday party!" Yukari criticized.

Insulted by her brash comment, the barkeep removed the bottle from the table and retreated to the storage room. He returned moments later with a tall, clear, glass bottle. Kazuya examined the label, it was an imported over proof Jamaican rum.

"That's more like it", Kazuya commented as he opened the bottle, filling the shot glasses to the brim. "Shall we get started?" he asked, handing the bottle to the referee.

"You sure you wanna do this?" Yukari asked arrogantly.

Kazuya grinned, "Are you asking me or yourself"

There was a brief moment of intense eye contact before Kazuya turned to Akira, nodding for him to start the countdown.

The young man began "Three...Two...One...Start!"

The crowd burst into excitement as Yukari and Kazuya polished off their first shots. They flashed the empty glasses for verification to Akira, who promptly refilled them with the redolent, clear liquid.

Another moment of eye contact preceded the next round, this one longer than the last.

"Go!"

With a pound of the shot glasses against the table, the second round was over. Kazuya's cheeks had already started to bear a slight pink tint. Yukari took notice, figuring he couldn't hang on much longer.

Five rounds later the rum had finished, it was replaced by Russian Vodka. The glasses were refilled, and the eighth round was about to begin.

Akira opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the ring of a cell phone playing Namie Amuro's "Put Em' Up". Yukari identified it to be her own. She looked at the caller ID, it was Nyamo's number. Yukari shoved the phone back into her pocket, Nyamo could wait, she would only distract her. Yukari gripped the shot glass and waited for the signal.

"Alright...Go!" Akira shouted.

Kazuya and Yukari knocked back the vodka shots. The strong liquor stung as it rolled down Kazuya's throat, causing him to jerk his head. Yukari's scrunched her face to similar feeling.

Evening came and a majority the crowd, including Akira, had gone home. The individuals who still remained either stayed out of interest, or wanted to see if their bets would pay off. It was evident that the two drunkards had already passed their limits, but neither of them was ready to give up. After two bottles of bourbon, one bottle of vodka, and bottle of Jamaican white rum, Yukari and Kazuya had become engaged in a fantasy sea battle.

"We must keep the enemy at bay!" Yukari shouted

Kazuya pointed at Yukari "P-Prepare--t-t-to be -b-boarded!" he attempted to stand up, but fell out of his chair.

"Ha! Ha! Victoreee!" Yukari slurred, banging her fists on the table. "Tiiimee to celebrate! Bring out the Sake!"

"YUKARI!" a familiar voice shouted

Yukari looked around the spinning room trying to find the source, "I-Is there a-a-another who w-wishes t-to face m-my wrath!"

Nyamo had gone to almost every bar (appropriately) that she and Yukari had ever been to, in an attempt to find her. Remembering that Yukari said she was going to Shibuya, Nyamo decided to look in "Goichi's"; and there she was. Seated on one side of the table was Yukari, rambling about pirates and cannons. On the other side of the table--rather on the floor, lay a man who, like Yukari, obviously had too much to drink. It was a pathetic sight, but one that Nyamo had gotten used to as Yukari's friend.

"What the—"Yukari looked up to see two blurry women approaching her "S-Stay back! I'm armed!"

"You're drunk"

"Nuh-uh"Yukari replied childishly

"Yes you are! Now c'mon let's go!" Nyamo pried the shot glass from Yukari's hand and placed it on the table.

"I m-must fight to the end c-captain!" Yukari shouted, thrusting her arms into the air.

"YOU'VE ALREADY REACHED YOUR END!"

"Turncoat!"

The two quarreled and slapped at each other before being interrupted by the bartender

"Hold on a second" He called from behind his counter. "Who's going to pay for all this?"

Paying for Yukari's damages was also something she had gotten used to. "How much…" Nyamo asked routinely

"24,000 Yen"

"24,000!" Nyamo could have passed-out. "I don't have that much!"

Nyamo smiled at the thought of that night. No matter how much trouble Yukari got her into, she could never stay mad at her. She continued to rock the tea cup back and forth, staring aimlessly into the clear green liquid. It wasn't long before her mind drifted off again…

Meanwhile, Yukari was having the time of her life. She had only known Kazuya for a little more than two weeks, but it felt more like a lifetime.

"Floor it!" she yelled at Kazuya

On this date, they decided to go joyriding through the streets of Tokyo in Kazuya's car. It was a fitting activity since both had a lust for speed.

"Yeah baby! That's twelve!" Yukari cheered; they had just broken another red light.

Why couldn't she find a boyfriend to spend time with? She could have gone out with Keisho, a man her mother had suggested. Then again, Keisho was older than her, much older. Then there was Eijiroo… The cup rocked back and forth in quickened pace. Why was she allowing her self to be bored? There are things she can do without Yukari... Yukari--Wait a second... Whatever happened to-- The cup nearly fumbled out of Nyamo's hand as she was snapped out of her daze. Something was being thrown at her window.

Curious, Nyamo stepped out onto the balcony and looked down.

Parked outside of the building was a modded, black sports car, decorated with racing decals. Next of it, still throwing rocks, was Yukari.

"I see you! Now quit throwing the damn rocks!" Nyamo yelled down

"Just had to make sure, I know how stupid you P.E teachers can be!"

Nyamo shook her head.

"Anyways, I came to ask if you wanted to go drinking with us"

"Drinking? Now?" Us?

"No dumbass! In the year 2010! OF COURSE NOW!"

"Isn't a bit late?"

"It's a Friday night!"

"Okay, just let me get some clothes on"

It would be Nyamo's first time meeting Kazuya. Yukari informed her on the way home one afternoon, that Kazuya was the man who was lying on the floor at "Goichi's". The two had run into each other at a video game store the following day, and started going out several days after that. How cute. Besides that she knew nothing else about him.

Yukari was leaning against the car when Nyamo emerged from the building. "Took you long enough" she scoffed, pressing off of the vehicle. "Kazuya!" she yelled at a man who was leaning against a street post.

Kazuya immediately turned around and walked over to them.

"Oh, yeah…You've never met Kazuya right?"

"No, I haven't"

Nyamo studied him as he approached. He was wearing dark denim jeans, tan-colored timberland boots, and a black tank which showed off the tattoos on his right bicep.

Kazuya now stood before them. "Kazuya, Nyamo. Nyamo, Kazuya" Yukari said informally.

Getting a full view of him, Nyamo couldn't believe this was the same drunk who lay on the floor that night at "Goichi's". Kazuya happened to be a good-looking guy; dark hair which he spiked, strong jaw line, clean shaved face. He also possessed a set of hazy grey eyes, which seemed to glow despite the lack of light. Not only was Kazuya handsome in the face, but he was rather tall, and had a well-built, athletic body. Judging by his looks alone, Yukari did well.

Bowing, "I'm Kazuya Uemura" he said politely "Yukari talks about you a lot, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you"

"Minamo Kurosawa." Nyamo bowed back. Talks about me? In three days they've gotten that close? It was scary for Nyamo to even think about what she said.

"Alright, alright, you two did your shit. Can we go now?" Yukari groaned

Kazuya laughed, "She's so adorable", pinching Yukari's cheek

Yukari rolled her eyes before swatting his hand away.

Nyamo looked at Kazuya, Adorable? Yukari!

Isn't that just cute...

Chapter three is already on the way!