A/N: I so meant to update sooner, but work and school got in the way… I haven't even been on the computer in six days…yeah, it was bad. But it is here now, and I am planning on updating regularly…for seriously this time! Anyway, ENJOY!
At the last second, she moved, kissing him on the cheek. "I've accepted the fact that you are gay, so why can't you?"
With the statement, the group that had been watching the afore mentioned activities let go of the breath that they had holding, and began to attempt to form a coherent sentence.
"I AM NOT GAY!" he shouted loud enough to draw the attention of the closest people on the floor. "I am bi!" he huffed, sitting down in one of large chairs.
"Well sorry if I don't believe you. You haven't had a single girlfriend since me! And how many boys have you gone through?" Rayanna teased him, placing an arm around his shoulders and sitting on the arm of the chair.
"Twelve. But that isn't the point." He looked up at her.
"Actually I think it is, babe. Twelve kinda makes you a man whore, albeit a small one, but still." Raya played with this long black hair, trying to comfort him.
"But I'll go back strait for you!" he pleaded with her.
"I doesn't work like that sweetie. How about we just stay friends? Besides, I'm sort of talking to someone right now." Raya looked up at Kurama, who was still slightly dazed from the earlier…, incident.
"Oh!" he followed her eyes, "Nice. I think that you would look cute together." He nodded his approval.
"Drinks are here!" a cheery waitress walked up carrying a tray filled with bottles. Two more followed, one with what looked mixed drinks, and the other holding a tray of what appeared to be empty shot glasses and glass tumblers.
"Thank you." Raya told them as she placed a few bills on each of the girls' trays. They all looked up at her and smiled before thanking her and running back down the stairs.
"How much did you give them?" Izzy asked, curious as to their reactions. By this time, most of the shock of seeing what happened between Raya and Antonio had worn off, but was instantly replaced by curiosity as to why the blonde would ask such a question.
"Three each." She looked at the ground as she spoke.
"You're overindulgent." Hikaru muttered before turning to pick up a glass.
"Okay, someone will have to explain it to me. I don't get how a three dollar tip is overindulgent." Kurama looked at the girls, hoping for an explanation.
"That's because she didn't give them three dollar bills," Akira elaborated, "She gave them three hundreds a piece."
The four first timers in the group just stared. How could she afford to give a nine hundred dollar tip? The drinks must have cost half that!
"You mean you didn't figure it out?" Athren laughed.
"Figure what out?" Kuwabara glared at him.
"That Rayanna owns the club!" Izzabelle finished his sentence.
"What?" four confused voices stared at the oldest sister.
"How else would we have gotten in without having to show any ID? Not to mention getting the alcohol." Hikaru raised her glass, currently filled with a blue liquid, to prove her point.
"What is that?" Koenma asked nervously, not remembering how the youngest girl responded to alcohol.
"The blue shit." She proceeded to down the rest of the drink.
"Is it any good?" Izzabelle asked.
"Not great, but it'll do." She said as she went back to fill the glass once again.
"Are you sure that she should be doing that?" Koenma asked, wanting to make sure the small girl would not harm anyone if she drank.
"She'll be fine!" Raya promised, "Anyway, she's not my problem tonight." She waited for a response.
"What do you mean she's 'not your problem'?" Koenma eyed her suspiciously.
"I meant that we have all been assigned a drinking buddy for the night, and I am not hers." Raya nodded her head as she spoke.
"Then who is?"
"Hiei."
"No." the small man spoke for the first time that night.
"It is not debatable. When you decided to come out with us, you unintentionally agreed to our rules." She looked down at the seated man.
"Fine. What does that entail?" he decided it was a subject best left alone.
"You have to take care of each other tonight. And make sure that the other one makes it into the car at the end of the night."
"When you say take care of, you mean what exactly?"
"Make sure that someone doesn't harass her or try to take advantage of her in her…inebriated state. That's mostly it." She nodded her head as finished the explanation.
"So, you are basically giving him permission to beat people up?" Kurama seemed slightly displeased.
"Beat up, yes. But not severely. Even if I am the owner, the cops will still get called out, and I wouldn't be able to protect you." She looked at him sternly.
"Fine." He simply got up and went to the table full of drinks.
"Good. Now let's have fun!" Izzy exclaimed, holding up a cup filled with something that was a mysterious green color.
"Oh, by the way, there are some sodas over there for the DD's." Antonio added before going to the table as well.
Ten minutes later, everyone was crowded around the table watching a drinking contest in the making. Rayanna and Yusuke were positioned at opposite ends of the table with a line of filled shot glasses in front of them.
"So, the rules are simple, first one to finish the line wins this round and gets to choose a penalty drink for their opponent. But, the loser still has to finish the row before the drink. Anything, or combination of things, in the loft are fair game. The first one to puke or to give up is the loser." Antonio looked for a nod from each contestant. After he received his response, he looked around dramatically. "And, GO!"
Both of the teens immediately began to start down their respective rows, both of which contained thirteen shots of various alcohols. Raya won fairly quickly.
"Damn." Was the only response that Yusuke could muster.
"Penalty drink?" Hikaru questioned, being as she was the one who was supposed to mix the drinks. Raya thought for a moment before she gave her adversary and evil smirk.
"Red Bull, green apple martini mix, Coke, and a double shot of tequila, all mixed together."
Yusuke palled as she finished her list. How was he supposed to drink that? He had to win the next round! If he made it that far.
A/N: So, there it is…hope you liked it…let me know what you think…reviews make me happy…just wanted to let you know! Until next time!