I'M BACK! It wasn't my fault I couldn't update just want to make that clear. My internet was down for about three weeks…I had to suffer so much! Anywho, here's the next chapter for your pleasure!

Disclaimer: How many times do we have to do this…I DO NOT OWN FRIUTS BASKET AND NEVER WILL! Or will I? . .

Chapter 6

A whole lot of freaky crap

Last time we left our "special" group of poor cursed souls, and no I'm not talking about the zodiac curse, it's a different kind of "special", yes I'm sure we've all had our own very "special" moments in life if you know what I mean. Anyway, Hatori was just taking his first sip, or should I say gulp of all American manly beer, as Shigure had put it. Now, on with the story!

Two hours later:

"Hatori I really think you've had enough." Yuki said calmly. Yuki was having to take control of this situation now since there were currently no sober adults, and the only other people left sober was, Akito, Tohru, Haru, Ritsu, Kureno, Kyo, and Kagura. But really, could either of them really be responsible?

I didn't think so.

Anywho! Hatori was in a much happier place now, with all the colors…and other stuff drunk people see. It seemed like he couldn't understand anyone, except when that certain someone wants to take away the only thing that gives you peace on a vacation in hell. Hatori eyed Yuki coldly, and kept on drinking. By now Ayame and Shigure should have been passed out, BUT they both seemed to have a high tolerance for alcohol…for some strange reason that we will never know.

Ayame let out another fit of giggles for about the hundredth time that night about some idiotic thing Shigure had told him then staggered his way to Hatori, who was at the moment staring peacefully off into space…kind of like a certain other person we know in this story…(A/N: cough Haru! cough) How very interesting indeed…

Yuki sighed, god how he wished he had some ice-cream right now…I mean, how much he wanted this vacation to end….yeah…cough cough

Ayame had finally made his way to Hatori and slung one arm over his shoulder. "See Hari! You don't need that girl in your life anymore! You've got us!" Ayame yelled happily. Shigure lifted his hand up from the position he was lying on the floor, in tribute to Ayames statement. Hatori gazed out into nothingness a little while longer before answering Ayame.

"You know what, I think your right." Hatori said simply, although his voice was a little slurred. "I don't need anybody in my life, who needs a girl friend anyway!" Hatori said taking another gulp. "That's right Hatori! Why, just take a look at Yuki here, he's never had a girl friend in his life! Even though all the girls at school practically throw themselves at him!" Shigure said with a smile. Kyo who was having an amusing time listening to their mindless talk broke out into laughter, while the others didn't really look surprised, I mean, they did kind of see that one coming.

Yuki sent them an evil glare, but before he could open his mouth to protest, an arm slung itself around his shoulder. "It's okay dear brother! You can visit my shop anytime you want! It is for Men's Romance after all!" Ayame yelled happily, ready to support his loving and thought to be gay brother the whole way.

"I'M NOT GAY!" Yuki yelled throwing Ayame's arm off his shoulder.

Everyone sat quietly . . . then wanting to break the silence Shigure spoke up. "I wanna give a toast!" He yelled holding up his drink. Hatori and Ayame held up their drinks in tribute to Shigures request.

"To the god of War and glory!" he yelled. "What the hell?" Kyo mumbled.

Hatori scoffed. "The god of War." He grumbled. "Brilliant toast, Shigure. Why don't you toast to the God of Rape while we're at it?"

"To the God of Rape!" Ayame yelled.

"To the God of Human suffering!" Akito added in, even though he wasn't even drunk. "That's the spirit!" Shigure yelled over to Akito.

"To the God of Childhood Trauma!" Hatori yelled pointing towards the teens who were sitting in the corner of the room.

"To the God of Adulthood Trauma!" Ayame chimed in.

"To the God of Jay walking!"

"To The God of Untimely death!"

"To the God of Overdue Blockbuster tapes!" Shigure yelled. ". . . Where the hell did that come from?" Kyo said from the other side of the room.

"To Poverty!"

"To Bums!"

"To the God of idiots and Hangovers." Yuki mumbled. Shigure swung around, not spilling a drop from his glass. "That's the spirit Yuki!"

And the toasts went on and on, until finally the alcohol had taken it toll on the three of them, thus in conclusion causing them to pass out. But everyone had learned a very important lesson that night . . Never ever ever! Give Ayame, Shigure, or Hatori any kind of alcohol ever again.

That night, after all the teens had hauled the adults to their rooms, which consisted of yelling and talking in their sleep, in Shigures case sleepwalking, which ended with Hatori's pants ending up in the freezer.

Don't ask.

After a night of hell for everyone, it was finally morning. Since no one felt like putting up with three drunken idiots, they had put them all in one room, Ayame on one bed, Shigure on the other, and poor Hatori on the floor.

HONK!

Hatori let out a groan as he slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that came into view was the ceiling, and the first thought that came into his mind was, "The hell am I?". He didn't bother to get up right away, first of all he had to remember where the hell he was, and second of all, he felt like complete shit.

Finally faint memories of the night before entered his mind. He let out another groan, he was never drinking again. Damn Ayame and Shigure for their pitiful faces and pleading, he swore in his head. He looked around once more to find the two other beds occupied by a peace full sleeping Shigure curled up in a ball under the covers, and a snoring Ayame hanging halfway off the bed.

Then he looked at where he was. . . the floor. Well that was just typical of them to dump me on the floor, with no pillow or blanket, and no. . . wait? "MY PANTS!" Hatori yelled as he looked down and noticed that he was only wearing his shirt and boxers.

Sadly Ayame was pulled out of his peaceful slumber by rolling off the bed head first thanks to Hatoris yelling. Shigure let out a muffled mumble that sounded a lot like "highchool girls? Where?". Then sat up opening rubbing his eyes.

"Where the hell are my pants?" Hatori said sharply glaring at both of them. Ayame looked like he was trying to think of where they could be, but most likely was still asleep and was trying to wake up. Shigure just shrugged his shoulders and made his way to the bathroom. "I just can't leave before taking a shower!" He said as he slammed the door.

Hatori sighed, also freakishly like them to not have a hang over after they had more alcohol than him.

HONK!

Kyo was still snickering at Yuki from the night before. Yuki sent him an evil glare from across the table before going back to eating his breakfast. Haru sighed as he stared off into space once again, he most likely didn't even have a clue about what happened last night anyway.

Tohru was at the buffet stand glowing over all the strawberries there were and how delicious they looked. Kureno, still towering over his plans on destroying the Mabudachi trio and yelling at his poor "Flunky" Aka: Ritsu , to stop crying. Last night had scarred all their fragile little minds, but not as much as the horrible thing they were soon to see would.

Shigure and Ayame walked into the room as if nothing from the night before had happened and went straight to buffet table to start digging into their food. Everyone gave them a weird stare, then speaking up Momiji asked them, "Where's Hatori?".

Ayame started giggling from behind Shigure who laughed. "He should be down any minute now, of course he lost his pants last night so he.. . had to find a substitute for them." Shigure laughed again.

"I must say it's the funniest yet scariest sight I've ever seen!" Ayame giggled. Yet again, all they received were raised eyebrows and weird stares. Momiji looked confused. "What happened to his pants and why did he only bring one pair?".

Silence

"I don't know, what could have possibly happened to his pants. . ." Shigure said, as Ayame began giggling again.

More stares.

The truth was they were in the hotel freezer, hidden by Shigure and Ayame during their drunkness the night before, but little did everyone else know they remembered it clearly, just wanted to see Hatori looked like in. . . a substitute lets call it, until it is revealed.

As if on cue, Hatori slowly made his way downstairs and stood in the door way, receiving wide eyes and gaping mouths, wearing. . . .

CLIFFY! I know I'm mean. . . but leave a review and you'll see!