K sat at the bar, slamming down another drink. This was what--? His fifteenth mug of hard liquor tonight? K couldn't keep track. In fact, he was so wasted, someone he knew could have walked up to him and say 'hi' and he wouldn't know who it was. He was also so drunk; he quit drinking and went outside wobbly as a flag in the wind. He fell to the ground, and just lying there in the empty sidewalk all alone.
Just then, a teenaged boy with red-brown hair and gray eyes waked by. He walked past K, and then stopped. He backtracked and looked down at the moaning figure. "…K…?" he asked kneeling down
"…" K just managed to open his eyes and see a familiar blurry figure above him. He smiled and closed his eyes
Hiro looked up at the establishment's name. "Oh you're so damn lucky I'm so nice to take you home." he picked K up and waited by the street for a cab.
K "hic"ed and grabbed Hero's shirt. "I… ca't… g-go… ome…" he mumbled
"Why not?" Hiro asked
"Joan… d-de-di-vorced…"
"…" Hiro looked up from K and whistled down a cab. He placed K in it and then got in himself. "Star hotel please." he sighed
Upon making it to the hotel, Hiro made a reservation and out it under the name of 'Tohma', since he and K are close friends. Hiro dragged K up two flights of stairs and went into the given room. There was a large bed, a large couch, a coffee table, a plasma TV, a mini fridge, a phone, a kitchen, and a bathroom. Hiro took K over to the bed and took off his guns, socks and shoes, his shirt and his pants leaving K in his boxer shorts. Hiro pulled the covers over him and plopped down on the couch after calling room service to take K's clothes and clean them.
Hiro stared at the clock, wondering what he was supposed to be doing. It was important… but what was it…? It had something to do with Shuichi… and Eiri… at their house…
The clock ticked, and ticked, and ticked, and ticked. "OH YEAH!" Hiro shouted and went for the phone; dialing the number that Shuichi gave him at rehearsal. The phone rang for about thirty seconds or so before Shuichi picked up.
"Hello?" a voice asked
"Hey there, Shuichi. It's me, Hiro," he laughed
"Hey Hiro!" Shuichi laughed. "Where are you!" he asked happily as sizzling noises were heard.
"Stuck at a hotel." he laughed
"What for?"
"I was walking over and I took the back way, well, along this back way path I found K… drunk… on the sidewalk…" Hiro sighed
"Is he all right?" Shuichi asked
"Yeah, only going to have a hell of a hang over tomorrow. I think we should cancel for rehearsal."
"Right. You gonna be over soon? Diner's all most done." he smiled happily
Hiro smirked and sighed. "No, not tonight. I gotta take care of our manager."
"He's only drunk, he should be fine."
"Yeah, normally, but he's been divorced."
"What?" Shuichi asked "Divorced?"
"Yeah, all I got out of him was; 'can't go home, Joan divorced.' And that was that. He passed out."
"The poor guy…"
"Ua-hua… say, Shuichi, just between us, don't tell anyone ok?" Hiro asked
"Why?"
"I don't think K would like it if we blabbed." he looked over to the sleeping figure that was half covered in soft moonlight.
Chapter 1 complete! If you're done, review, if not, continue! Adios!
