So asking Toshiro for help was one of the worst mistakes in my entire life. Not that he isn't a good judge of character or doesn't know how to control situations. He just doesn't know how to prevent them. So some little part of his brain, I don't know which part, but an idiotic part of his brain thought it was a good idea to let Rangiku come. And also allow Rangiku to bring bottle after bottle of sake. So now I'm here, in a room full of drunken idiotic people and Toshiro. Heck, even that Sasuke guy drank because Rangiku kept hitting on him!

I banged my head on the table, "Worst day ever." I mumbled, not caring who heard me.

"You tell me," Toshiro said, his chin propped up with his hand as he stared irritated at his lieutenant flirt and show off her stuff to Sasuke. "My second is a moron." He sighed

"Oh come on Toshey," Rangiku said, but since she was drunk it sounded more like 'oh cawm awn, tooshy' with several hiccups placed in the gibberish. "Loosen up; it's a party after all!"

Toshiro furrowed his eye brows and shook his head, "Who in the world told you this was a party?" he grumbled.

"What do you mean?" she slammed her hand down on the table, her drunken face flushed, "If this is not a party then why is there booze, huh?"

"Isn't she the one who brought the alcohol?" Sasuke whispered, his cheeks tinted red but besides that he didn't seem to be intoxicated at all.

Toshiro slammed his forehead against the desk, mirroring what I did moments ago. "This isn't going to end well…"

"What's everyone all upset about?" Rangiku hiccupped, "Lets party!" she wrapped her arms around the poor confused Sasuke, shoving his face in her chest. He roughly pushed her away, seeming relatively unscathed; she turned to Toshiro, spewing into a long ramble of drunken gibberish. I felt sad for Toshiro, but impressed that he just stared blankly at her, only calling her stupid once or twice.

Sasuke rose to his feet, murmuring something about how this is so retarded, or a waste of his time. And stomped out the room.

I quickly followed, worried about why he's upset, and curious about where the hell he is heading. He rounded a corner and I did the same, though smacking into his muscular chest and send my nose on fire. Ok ow.

"Why are you following me?" He demanded, his cheeks still mildly flushed.

"Why are you stomping around like you own the place?" I retaliated.

He rolled his eyes and stared off at something I didn't really care to know. He sighed heavily, "I'm just confused, okay?"

"You're telling me."

He glared at me, "The sarcasm is not needed. You're lucky I don't kill you."

I meet his gaze, unwavering. "Really now? You don't think I could win against a crazy person like you?"

He leaned down and whispered into my ear, "I always win." And before I knew what was happening, whether it was the alcohol or whatever, but his lips were on mine. Moving with my mine, beckoning my mouth open to deepen the kiss. My fist shot up and punched him in the jaw; his sake drenched breath brought a wave of nausea to my stomach. But he didn't even budge; he just had a small red spot on his chin.

He rubbed the lightly swollen area, a frown planted on his face.

My cheeks warmed, "You just lost. So no, you don't always win!" I hissed running back to the room where Toshiro sat alone. Rangiku nowhere to be seen, but at the moment, I didn't care. I just wanted quiet.

I closed the door after I entered and fell to the ground, wrapping my arms around myself as I shivered constantly. My lips still tingled with the contact I previously had. I shook my head, trying to get rid of the feeling, but it just kept coming back.

"Hey," Toshiro said softly, putting a hand on my shoulder, "What's wrong?"

I looked up with him and shook my head, "Don't worry about it."

He ran his fingers through my light blue hair, smiling kindly, "You know I'm here for you right? For anything." He leaned closer. My nose crinkled as I smelt his breath, it was almost identical to Sasuke's.

Toshiro was drunk.

His lips lightly brushed mine before I jerked away, running out of the room and quickly jogging to my own. I slowly sank to my bed and sighed.

"Worst. Day. Ever."