This update was a bit late... :( I think I might only be able to update once a week or every other week.

All chaos ensues when they drink Yuki's specialty. :D

Chapter Eight: "Organized Chaos"

The trio of teens stood not too far away from Ichigo's room and whispered discreetly to each other.

"Gah, this is cruel... How did you drag me into this?"

"But aniki, it was the only way we can loosen him up!"

"I agree. Maybe a little alcohol wouldn't kill him."

Yuki, Rukia and Saki carefully turned the doorknob of the room labeled "15."

"Hey Ichigo!" Yuki cheerfully grinned as the three of them invaded his room without knocking.

"We, um, just thought you'd be thirsty..."

"So we brought you a drink!" Rukia finished.

Ichigo was sitting at his desk listening to his white mp3 player. He pulled off the earphones and stared quizzically at the tray bearing four glasses of scarlet liquid that he couldn't quite place his finger on, "...What is it?"

"It's... strawberry fruit juice... yeah..." Saki immediately shoved a glass up to his face.

"Oh... Thanks." Ichigo then shrugged and gulped it all down a bit too quickly.

-Flashback-

"Oh snap, Keigo brought the whole package in this cooler!" Yuki exclaimed as she opened the lid of the blue rectangle.

"Do you have all of the needed supplies?" Saki looked over at all of the various 'items' Keigo dragged along.

"Of course!" Yuki grinned and carried a heap of supplies in her arms over to the kitchen.

On the counter, she starting mixing, swirling, and shaking like a frantic bartender with 14 orders.

"BWAHAHA, I have finished...!" Yuki grinned evilly at her delicious concoction.

"That's... great... If I may ask, where exactly did you receive barkeep training?" Rukia looked at the four oz. glasses filled with about twelve different substances.

"Food Network and Wikipedia works wonders..."

-End Flashback-

After drinking Yuki's infamous "Margarita Remix" in one gulp, Rukia, Yuki and Saki gazed intently at him to see what special effects Yuki's madly skilled beverage had on him.

"Hey, are you sure this is strawberry juice, 'cause it tastes kinda...-" Ichigo didn't finish his sentence before his head started spinning. Yes, he was very alcohol sensitive.

"Success...!" The trio clinked glasses and drank their margaritas down like shooters.

"Aahaha--- Rukia, you have two heads!" Ichigo deliriously stated as if it were a known fact.

"Oook then... Let's join the party downstairs..."

Saki had to help Ichigo down his own stairs because he kept on screaming, "OMG! It goes down! Hahah..." and then he tripped on... absolutely nothing.

When they reached the living room, Ishida and Keigo were drinking pina colada daiquiris while they watched tennis on ESPN2.

"I don't get it! What the crap is 'love'?"

(-Authoress cues the song, "What Is Love?" by Haddaway.. :D -)

"...Do you hear something?" Ishida suddenly asked wide eyed.

"OMG...!" Keigo became wide-eyed as well, "...Nope, I don't."

"Hah, me neither. Man, I am so wasted..."

The two guys just chilled there for a while... Then suddenly, Mizuiro came out of the kitchen with seven clear shot glasses and a bottle of sake.

"Never use sake!" Yuki (who just appeared out of the blue,) abruptly snatched the bottle of sake and the glasses from Mizuiro and raced off to the kitchen to go complete another drink order.

"She dosen't like sake..." Hirosaki shrugged.

"Me neither... But I planned to make the drink nasty because of a game we're about to play."

"What game?"

"You'll see as soon as Yuki finishes with... whatever she's making in there..."

IN THE KITCHEN
"No!"

"What's wrong, Yuki?" Rukia asked as she appeared in the kitchen again dragging along Ichigo.

"Augh, it's all wrong! Ichigo's fridge doesn't have enough lime, and now the ratio is thrown off!" Yuki groaned.

"..." Rukia didn't know much about any of this, "I'm sorry about that..."

Suddenly, a bulb lit up in Yuki's mind. She then had a brilliant idea.

"Wait up... I could reduce the lime and the Triple Sec even more..." she paused for a moment, "Psh, who needs that? I can replace it with strawberries! Yeah... OooOO! I'll just dump the whole thing in! And then I'll...-"

Yuki continued talking to herself exuberantly as Rukia and Ichigo fled the kitchen and went over to the living room.

IN THE LIVING ROOM
Ishida and Keigo were still attempting to understand that tennis match.

Mizuiro helped Yuki carry the glasses and the special drink to the living room where everyone was gathered.

"Yo people! We're gonna play a game, so you'd better listen up!" Yuki shouted to all the (underage) teens in Ichigo's living room.

"Alright, the game is somewhat similar to Pictionary, assuming we all know how to play it..." Mizuiro looked around the room for any confused looks.

"The object of the game is quite simple. Picking out a card from this stack," she raised the neat stack of cards in her hand for emphasis, "You will have to draw whatever's written on that card. Easy enough?" Yuki glanced around the room before continuing, "Well, actually, it's not as easy as it sounds. Mizuiro, tell them the next part..."

Mizuiro magically appeared with the previous seven shot glasses filled to the top with Yuki's mysterious drink.

"To put it simply, if you draw a picture that no one can recognize, you drink."

"But what if we can't draw?" Ishida shouted quite loudly.

"...Your loss..."

"Oh, and I made this batch especially strong..." Yuki gleamed.

She's going to kill us all! Hirosaki knew about his sister's secret techniques when it came to drink mixing... especially when it came to drinks that Yuki labeled as "strong"...

Twenty minutes later...

"Dat's de shiet rite der!" Keigo drawled, jabbing the picture of a "horse" that Ishida drew.

"What is wrong with you? That ain't even a horse, idiot!" Ichigo shouted. Not like he was any saner than Ishida.

"It kind of looks like Chappy..." Rukia giggled.

"Rukia... Everything... reminds you of Chappy..."

"Pshh."

The three sanest of all the insane people in that sad little circle consisted of Yuki, Hirosaki, and Mizuiro. Yuki wasn't delirious like the rest of them because she made the drink herself, so therefore she was "immune" to it. Her older brother drew pretty well, so he mainly stayed sober in the game. Mizuiro sneakily found a way to cheat every time by fooling the drunkards, but Yuki and Saki didn't really care.

"What the...?"

"It's a dog."

"When does a dog have horns?"

"That's not a horn... um... that's a leg! Yeah... It's raising its leg."

After trying to explain every flaw in his dog drawing, the group accepted because of their blurry vision and lack of thinking. Saki and Yuki, however, knew exactly what he was drawing.

"Holy crap, it looks like a chicken wing. How the hell did he make it seem like a dog?" Hirosaki muttered to his younger sister.

Yuki shrugged, just as bewildered as Hirosaki when it came to Mizuiro's crap-job of a "dog."

Drinking Stats:

The game progressed and everyone ended up taking more than enough shots anyways:
Ishida: 33 (just like Ishida hollered out loud, he couldn't draw even if his life depended on it...)
Mizuiro: 10
Ichigo: 15
Rukia: 22 (every picture looked like Chappy)
Yuki: 31 (she drank it voluntarily)
Hirosaki: 11
Keigo: 43

Ishida and Mizuiro passed out first.

Ichigo passed out after ichi go... (it's amazing how everything is 15 for him...)

Hirosaki went down soon after Ichigo.

Keigo fell in the middle of his 43rd shot, being the longest survivor with that amount.

Rukia tried to stay awake, but failed horribly. At least she made it to 22...

All that was left was Yuki, who was downing an 8 oz. glass before glancing around at all of the fallen bodies in the room.

"Foolish little people. You lack... alcohol immunity..!"

(-Authoress whispers to Yuki-)

"Pstt... Yuki!"

"What?"

"This is Bleach, not Naruto!"

"Eh? But isn't Ishida the same as Sasuke from Naruto?"

"Come to think of it, he is Sasuke... And Shirou from Fate/Stay Night... Anyways, just hurry up! I'm about to wrap up this chapter!"

"OK, gotcha."

(-Authoress sinks back behind the scenes in front of her keyboard.-)

"Che.. I ain't cleaning this up..." Yuki whiffed in the lovely stench that lingered heavily in the air... And it smelled... quite fruity...

With that said, Yuki plopped down on the living room floor and dozed like the rest of them, awaiting the next day where they will meet alcohol's evil twin called "Hangover..."

TBC...

That was my first impression when I watched Bleach after Naruto, "Hey, isn't Ishida Sasuke and Sasuke Ishida?" Then I heard that familiar voice yet again when I watched Fate/Stay Night.. XD

Await the next chap! I hope it finish the next one quicker than this one!

I'm hooked on One Piece... :P Maybe that's one of the reasons why I'm distracted, other than schoolwork, church, piano, violin, etc...

A/N: Please drink responsibly. :) Alcohol will kill your brain cells! Fortunately, they're anime characters and you can intoxicate them as much as you want. XD