By nine o'clock that night, things were getting fun at Ayame's party. He had chosen the perfect place, a gigantic art gallery with many pictures of....er....nude people (could anyone blame him ? He's always been that perverted) and installed multicolored lights on the ceiling that reflected off the funkily decorated walls. Everybody seemed to enjoy the music. The food and drinks were quite appreciated too : six bags of chips and four bottles of vodka had already been emptied. « A party's not a party if no one gets drunk », Shigure had pointed out. People nwere getting drunk alright : Rin Sohma was laughing hysterically as she watched her boyfriend Haru simulate a pole dance using a tall lamp. Ritsu kept apologizing for breaking whisky bottles after having emptied them. Kureno Sohma was crazily dancing with an equally drunk Arisa Uotani. Even Saki Hanajima was « hitting it off », happily clunging to Kazuma's neck as he dragged her towards the dance floor. Poor Kyo watched in shock, too sober to understand the others'enthusiasm. The most unexpected was to see Torhu Honda walking up to a complete stranger and kissing full on the mouth----on a drunk dare given by a dizzy Kagura Sohma.
The younger ones had not been invited, for fear that they may see some surprising scenes that were unsuitable for their age (Hatori had threatenned Shigure and Ayame to dig their eyes out if Kisa or Hiro happened to be at the party).
Yuki Sohma was stressing. Oh please God, don't make Kakeru Manabe come tonight.... Don't make Kakeru Manabe come tonight.... Don't make Kakeru Manabe come tonight....
Many boys had already asked him to dance, and he could thank his Mouse Playboy costume for it. Not allowing himself to even get the slightest bit tipsy, he had not drank a single drop of alcohol. If his nightmare turned real and Kakeru actually came to the party, he had better stayy sober if he didn't want to punch him when he'd burst out laughing at the sight of Yuki's outfit. Unlike most Sohmas, alcohol didn't make him jolly and cheerful, it made him either very VERY mad or very VERY sexed up. When he got mad, he got violent. When he got sexed up, he got a whole different kind of violent. It was bad either way, actually. At least Yuki knew what it was gonna be this time :very VERY mad, of course. He couldn't get sexed up at the thought of Manabe.
(Or could he ? muahahahahah....)
« Hey guys ! Awesome party ! » a familiar voice said at that moment.
« Ah ! So here's our dear Manabe ! » Ayame said drunkily as he pulled the dark-haired boy into a bone-crunching hug. « Yuki was looking forward to seeing you ! »
Oh, crap, the rat said, trying desperately to hide himself in the crowd.
Too late. Ayame had spotted him. The snake getsured wildly towards him and pushed Kakeru in front of him.
« There you go, Y-Y-Y—Y-uuuuu-k-k-ki ! »Ayame babbled. « Here's your Makeru Kanabe ! Have fun, young ones ! »
He snickered as he disppeared on the dance floor, tagging a drunk-off-his-ass Shigure Sohma with him.
« Hey, Yuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnn-yuuuuuuunnnnn ! »Manabe said cheerfully. He was dressed (of course) as a Black Power Ranger. He was wearing this tight, black leather outfit that exposed every single curve of his body. He looked....incredibly hawt !
Wait, what ?????? Am I thinking that Kakeru Manabe is hot ?????
« Nice outfit, by the way. Your brother really is a genius. »
« Don't make fun of me and stop calling me that », Yuki sighed, blushing furiously.
« You're pretty red, Yun-yun », Kakeru said mercilessly. « Are ya drunk ? »
« No, I'm not. »
« Well then , let's get ya drunk ! » Manabe saig with glee as he shoved the silver-haired teen towards the table on which all the drinks were exposed. Vodka, whiskey, amazake, root beer, sake, red wine, cranberry juice, cherry juice, frozen lemonade.... Yuki flinched.
« I don't want to get drunk », he said stiffly.
« Aww, c'mon Yun-yun », Ka keru sighed. He poured himself a large portion of cherry juice mixed with vodka, swallowed it in two seconds, then looked at Yuki with bright eyes.
« Go on, Yun-yun. Getting drunk is fun !!!! »
« How are vomiting on your shoes and passing out fun ? » Yuki snarled.
« You don't have to push yourself to your limit. Just get a bit tipsy. I'm curious to see how my President is when he's drunk !!!! »
« No way you're gonna see me drunk tonight. Or ever. »
Yuki had just finished talking talking when he felt warm, welcoming lips crushing on his own, shutting him up. They parted slightly, and a slender tongue slipped into his mouth, caressing his own in a soft, tender way.... « Mmmhh », Yuki said unconsciously, unable to do anything then melt into the kiss.
Wait a second....Am I actually enjoying this ??? Being kissed by Kakeru ??? Does it feel good ???? No ! Gotta stop this ! Gottastopitgottastopit !
« WHAT THE HELL D'YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING ????? » Yuki yelled, his lips still pressed lightly against Manabe's. « GET OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW BEFORE I KICK YOUR ASS !!!! »
« I'll stop it if you accept to get drunk in front of me tonight, Yun-yun », Kakeru whispered playfully. « Else I'm just gonna keep doing this all night, and you can't stop me... »
Yuki sighed. « Fine ».
« There's a good boy », Kakeru beamed and retreated. Yuki glared at him and grumbled : »Pour me a glass ».
Manabe grinned widely. »With pleasure », he said, and poured Yuki a compltely full glass of pure vodka. « That much ?! » Yun-yun sounded alarmed. Kakeru liked that.
« Yes, that much », he grinned again.
« Or else... », he warned playfully, waiving a finger in the air as if he was a wise grown-up telling some five-year-old kid that he was doing something bad.
Yuki glared at him with pure hate in his violet eyes, then sighed again. He lifted the heavy cup to his thin lips and, throwing his head back, emptied it in one gulp.