"Scarf Man!" Ju San said again, excited. Her brown eyes glowed and she stepped closer to him. "I knew I smelled you!"
The man blinked slowly. The servant could smell the alcohol on his breath. "Sassy."
"That's me," she giggled, getting closer. He stepped back a little; his entire face was was flushed pink. Ju San didn't know if it was due to too much to drink or how close she was to him.
"Been long time," he said, words slurred. He ran his hand through his chin length blond hair.
Ju San bit her lip. "Yeah, it has."
He gave her a drunk, lopsided grin. "So, Mesume."
"You can't call me that here," she said, placing his finger to his lips. "I'm Ju San, okay?"
"Ju San," he said slowly, stumbling over the words.
"What's your name?" Ju San asked, heart beginning to beat a bit faster.
The man shook his head. "Can't say. Get in trouble."
"Well, Scarf Man," Ju San said, nervously twirling a strand of her hair. "Um, how many drinks have you had?"
A sick expression crossed the man's face. "Too much."
He staggered over to the sink and gripped the counter to balance himself, and then proceeded to throw up in the sink. Ju San stood in the center of the kitchen, internally screaming not sure what to do.
Suddenly, a large man poked his head into the kitchen. He was muscular, with a sculpted face shape and slicked back blond hair.
"Oh god Hooguro," he said when he saw the man bent over the sink.
"Who are you?" Ju San asked the large man when she finally found her voice.
"I'm Shosei," the man said. He set a full glass of blood wine down on the counter and filled a cup with water for the vomiting man. "I'm Hooguro's friend."
Ju San pointed at Scarf Man. "That's Hooguro?"
Shosei nodded and used a paper towel to wipe his friend's mouth and handed him the glass of water. Hooguro drank it eagerly, burped, and sank down onto the floor.
"Sorry about this," Shosei said, trying to help the shorter man to his feet. "Hooguro is not the best when it comes to holding alcohol."
"I can tell," Ju San muttered.
When 'Scarf Man', who Ju San now knew to be Hooguro, was on his feet, Shosei began to guide him toward the hallway.
"We best be going," Shosei said. "I haven't really had much to drink, and Hooguro, well, pretty little things like yourself are not the type of people that he should be around drunk."
"I've seen drunk people before," Ju San said, offended that this man thought of her as to fragile to deal with a drunk.
Shosei gave her a knowing look. "That's not what I meant."
Ju San desperately tugged on Hooguro's arm. She had lost him a year ago, she didn't want to lose him again. "I can take care of him!"
Shosei raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure you want to do that."
"I am," Ju San said confidently.
The large man sighed and then let go of his friend, who was currently staggering around.
"Don't say I didn't warn you."
With that, Shosei left. Ju San turned to Hooguro, who was looking around stupidly.
"Hooguro," she said, trying to balance him. "I need you to tell me who your boss is. Who made you save me?"
"My Boss," Hooguro giggled. "I don't remember."
"Hooguro," Ju San said, stomping her foot. "This is important."
"That's such a weird word," he said, looking confused. "Im—por—tant."
Ju San sighed, frustrated. This man was far to drunk to get any info out of. She would have to wait until he wasn't drunk. But how would that work? She may never see him again; and the thought of that put a knot in her stomach.
"Come on," Ju San commanded, pulling the man by the sleeve of his suit. "I'm taking you upstairs."
He drunkly staggered alongside her, and getting up the stairs was a nightmare. Thankfully, none of the party guests saw them. If any of the Aogiri members saw them going upstairs, it would've appeared far less innocent than it was.
"We went up the stairs!" Hooguro shouted when they reached the second floor.
Ju San slapped her hand over his mouth. "Shhh! We can't be loud, okay?"
"Okay," he whispered.
"Ju San?" a familiar voice called from the base of the stairs.
"Shit!" Ju San muttered. "It's Nijuhachi."
"Ju San?" the woman called again, starting to walk up the stairs.
"Fuck," Ju San muttered, pulling Hooguro down a dark hallway. "We gotta hide."
"Hide," Hooguro said loudly.
"Shut up," Ju San hissed.
The servant pulled the man into a little closet with her and closed to door. It was pitch black, and her heart hammered in her chest. If Nijuhachi found them, she would take Hooguro back downstairs, and worse, make Ju San explain herself.
"Why we hiding?" Hooguro said loudly.
"Shut up!" Ju San whispered.
She heard Nijuhachi reach the top of the stairs.
"Ju San, is that you?"
"No!" Hooguro shouted.
"Hooguro!" Ju San hissed desperately. "We have to be quiet."
"Make me," he said, giggling drunkly.
So she did.
His lips were soft and sweet, and Ju San soon found that kissing him was rather addictive. His scent enveloped her, and even though the kiss was just meant to silence him, she couldn't help but tug at his shirt.
Ju San heard Nijuhachi turn left at the end of the hallway, and she suddenly broke the kiss and ran out of the closet. She slammed the door, trapping a highly intoxicated 'Scarf Man' inside.
"Nijuhachi?" she called out.
The nurse appeared from around the corner.
"There you are!" she said. "What the hell are you doing up here?"
"Um…"
"It doesn't matter," Nijuhachi said. "You need to get downstairs, now."
"What's wrong?" Ju San asked, the seriousness in her voice scaring her.
"You need to help me get Naki to go to bed," the nurse said, rubbing the back of her neck. "Let's just say he's the life of the party right now."
"Oh fuck," Ju San said, and both women hurried down the stairs. "Where's Naki?"
Nijuhachi pointed to the ballroom.
"Shit," Ju San muttered.
The servant ran into the room to find Naki laying on one of the tables, groaning. Other executives were gathered around, some snickering.
"Miza, you should've known better than to give him so much to drink," Ju San heard Shosei whisper.
Nijuhachi, Ju San, and a few other servants pulled their master to his feet. He staggered around and focused his eyes on Hachi.
"Hachi!" he said drunkly. "Hello!"
"Okay Mater Naki," Ni said, guiding the stumbling blond ghoul towards the stairs. "It's time for bed."
"Bed, bed," he mumbled, putting a shaky foot on the first step.
"Ichi and I will get him upstairs," Ni announced to the onlooking crowd. "The rest of you, go back to whatever you were doing!"
Ju San watched as her boyfriend was dragged up the stairs. She also had just kissed 'Scarf Man' and was keeping him in one of the upstairs closets. She needed a drink.
The servant walked over to where the blood wine was. She had never drank before, so she wasn't really sure what to expect. Ju San shrugged and poured herself a glass and took a sip. And another. And another.
"Where's Ju San?" Nijuhachi asked Hachi, who was standing keeping watch.
The caramel haired woman giggled and pointed to the refreshment area. Nijuhachi's jaw dropped when she spotted the doe eyed servant.
Ju San was sitting on the floor, several glasses around her. She was struggling to bring the glass she held in her hand to her lips. Nijuhachi, horrified, strode over.
"What are you doing?" she asked, angry that the younger servant was doing this.
Ju San looked up and grinned. There was a drunk glow to her; her eyes were bloodshot and her face was flushed. "Drinking."
"Well, you're done drinking," Nijuhachi snapped, yanking the smaller woman to her feet. "Get to your room."
Ju San staggered out of the ballroom. The walls seemed to be moving, and she wasn't quite sure where to go.
"Hooguro!" she said, suddenly remembering. "Hooguro… I put him in closet."
She decided that she needed to get Hooguro, and before long, she was pulling herself up the stairs. When she reached the top of the stairs, she crawled down the hallway to the closet. Confused to find the door ajar and Hooguro missing, Ju San pulled herself to her feet.
"Fuck," she mumbled.
She stumbled down the hallway to Naki's bedroom to find that his door was open. She snickered and opened the door.
"Hey Bbbaaabbbyyy," she said drunkly.
Naki was sprawled out on the bed, lacking pants. He raised his head when he heard her. His face was still flushed, and his bloodshot eyes were lidded. Hooguro was sitting on the floor with no shirt. However, his scarf still hung around his neck.
"Sassy!" Hooguro said, pulling himself to his feet. He did not stand for long, for he collapsed onto the bed.
"Get over here," Naki commanded, words slurred.
Ju San giggled and closed the door, and then staggered over to the bed. She climbed on top of Naki, and he gave her a lopsided grin. She kissed him sloppily until Hooguro shoved her.
She rolled over so her back was pressed against Naki's chest. 'Scarf Man' climbed on top of her and began to kiss her, and Ju San tangled her hands in his hair. Naki, who was still underneath her, rocked his hips and let out a moan.
Hooguro broke the kiss and stared at the female ghoul with lidded, bloodshot eyes. "Clothes."
Drunk Ju San seemed to get the jest of what he was saying.
"Clothes," she said, giggling.
Notes
The chapter is named after the panic! at the disco song I was listening to while I wrote this. It kinda has to do with getting drunk I guess so.. yeah.