The vodka tasted horrible, unbearably sweet and almost greasy. It made his head spin and his stomach churn. Yuki remembered Kakeru's warning and swallowed the alcohol down quickly, eyes closed, his pale cheeks growing redder and redder by the second. Kakeru watched, grinning, as the young Soma lowered his glass and looked at him with tears in his eyes. Hmmm, looks like the President is quite sensitive to alcohol…. Muahahahaha^^
Yuki stumbled a bit. Manabe grabbed his arm to help him regain balance. The silver-haired boy blushed and hiccupped.
"Well, how was it Yun-yun?" Kakeru asked teasingly.
"It was fine", Yuki said, finding that his voice had great difficulty passing through his throat. The vodka's taste lingered on his lips and tongue; it seemed to stick on his teeth.
Manabe chuckled evilly.
"It's an acquired taste, my dear", he said in a posh accent. "All you have to do to acquire it is by having some more!"
"Oh no, please don't…" Yuki moaned.
Ignoring his desperate pleas, Kakeru poured him another large glass and added a dash of cranberry juice this time. He lifted the glass to Yuki's lips and shoved it towards him, eyeing him mercilessly.
"Come on, Yun-yun…" he smiled almost tenderly. "D'you remember what I said earlier?"
Yuki sighed. There was no getting out of this; he was already getting alarmingly light-headed… So he took the glass in his hands and with one swift gesture, threw the alcohol down his throat. Then he handed the empty glass to Kakeru. His vision was getting blurry, the room was spinning uncontrollably in front of him and Manabe appeared to have two heads.
"…Huh?" Yuki mumbled incoherently.
His throat was still moist with alcohol when Kakeru poured him a third glass. Yuki had reached the state where he couldn't move as freely as usual, but he wasn't completely drunk off his ass yet. That would come soon, he felt it.
With Yun-yun unable to move, Kakeru's task was much easier. He grinned evilly and pushed the Prince's head back, parting his lips slightly with his fingers. Careful not to spill any of the liquid, he poured the vodka down Yuki's throat. The Soma gasped, then began coughing madly. Oh no… Drunkenness was here now… a hot feeling spread in his whole body, bringing energy to both his arms, legs and private parts. Including his very very private part… But there was no time to be ashamed. Yuki didn't know anything at all anymore, just that he felt great, wanted to dance, and wanted to fuck someone.
"Whoa, are you okay President?" Manabe asked, sincerely worried. He shouldn't have played this little game on Yuki…apparently he was now completely drunk and shameless. And Manabe was the one to blame. He patted the silver-haired boy's back worriedly. Big mistake.
Feeling Kakeru's warm hand on his skin, Yuki turned around swiftly and grabbed his arm. His breath was coming out fast.
"Um, Yuki, what are you doing?" Manabe asked.
"Come with me", Yuki said in a raspy voice, dragging the taller boy with him as he made his way through the crowd.
"Where?!"
Yuki Soma didn't answer that question until Manabe could find that answer himself. They were standing in the middle of an even bigger crowd than the one that was near the drinks, and the multicolored lights reflected on the glittered floor like a disco ball. Music was practically blasting through the walls. Manabe barely recognized the song, it was so loud: Whenever, wherever, by Shakira.
"The dance floor, of course", Yuki finally answered as he eyed Manabe in a slutty way.
People were strutting their stuff, just as drunk as Yuki. Manabe was too sober and self-conscious to feel that festive. He had been turned on with Yuki when he had seen his costume when he came, but now he was genuinely worried for Yuki's good. However, these noble thoughts disappeared as soon as Yuki began to dance.
There on the dance floor, in his little Mouse Playboy outfit, dancing shamelessly as the lights reflected off his marble skin, he looked…unbelievably hawt.
"Dance with me, Nabe", Yuki whispered in Kakeru's ear as Shakira's powerful voice sang in the room.
Manabe grinned evilly, throwing the rest of his conscience away. He didn't need the influence of alcohol to do that.
"As you wish, Yun-yun", he whispered back as he joined Yuki on the dance floor.
Lucky that my lips not only mumble
They spill kisses like a fountain…
Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with mountains…
Lucky I have strong legs like my mother
So I can run for cover when I need it…
And these two eyes that for no other
The day you leave will cry a river
Yuki made stripper-ish gestures as Manabe slid closer to him at each second.
Le ro le le le lo... Le le le ro le le...
At your feet
I'm at your fee-eet
Kakeru pretended to plant his teeth in Yuki's neck as the silver-haired Soma traced a slender finger on his chest in a passionate way.
Whenever, wherever,
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear
Yuki's lips met Kakeru's quickly, planting on his mouth a chaste, one-second lasting kiss...
Thereover, hereunder,
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
And that's the deal my dear
The music continued as the fun went on between Kakeru and Yuki...
Ok, that's it for this chapter. Hope you liked it. Please read and review!