Oh poor Near, he never knew what pain a hangover could bring XD

"Fuuuuuuuuck…" Near groaned tiredly as he opened his heavy eyes. He was, confused… 'Where am I?' He thought trying to prop himself up with his arms, failing the first time. Near looked confused until he realized he was in a bath tub. Near jerked up suddenly in shock, then a throbbing, head splitting migraine hit him. Back into fetal position he went, he didn't even care he was still in a gross hotel tub. "Make this stop." He groaned, holding his head. 'Ugh, do I have to… Get out, or what?" He thought propping himself back up. 'Okay, I can do this.' He thought trying to muster the needed strength to actually stand.

Once he finally got up, took him about six tries, he shakily stepped out of the bath tub. "Whoa." He whispered to himself when he saw the trashed bathroom. The floor was littered with towels, and ripped up toilet paper. One of the lights just above the door was hanging by a thin wire. The toilet had been filled with… Oatmeal? And the walls, and mirror were smeared with a red substance. "OH GOD! BEYOND!" Near shouted and went to run to the young sociopaths room, inevitably tripping over his own feet and face planting into the door. "Ugh." He groaned, and got up yet again. "Owe." Near said rubbing his now way worse head.

Once he managed to crawl out the door he looked at the room, and face planted again, this time onto the cold floor. Lifting his head he couldn't believe this! The bar was littered with cups, and clothes. On a table, three sets of coconut bras sat. The living room was a disaster! The chairs were all elsewhere, thrown in all directions. A twister mat was sprawled in the middle. "Oh God" Near shuttered at the embarrassing thoughts that ran through his mind. The hot tub had various kinds of blow up dolls, ranging from women, to farm animals. "OH GOD." Near said louder. He couldn't stand it. He had, no, like NO memory of the previous night. So, he decided he would ask Mello. He trudged his way through various pieces of garbage, and who knows what until he reached the door, and opened it slowly.

Inside the room, Matt was sleeping in Mello's bed shirtless. Well, Mello, who was showing a lot of skin (Not naked, but he was wearing some weird green thing.), was snuggling Matt. "Oh." Near let out, then he noticed another blonde snuggling the other side of Matt. "… What do I do in this situation? Do I let them sleep, or…" Near thought aloud, then decided he would just go find Beyond.

First, he checked Beyond's room, empty. Okay, let's check Matt's room, empty. Okay, what about…. Near searched the hotel, but he didn't find Beyond. 'Oh. My. God.' Near panicked, running not so steadily back to Mello's room, and up to the bed on his side. "… Mello." Near whispered, to which he got no answer. "… Mellooooooo." He said whinily poking him, still no reply. "Melloooooo." Near said louder, gently shaking him.

Mello coughed, "Ugh, what." He rolled over and looked at Near, only to face a huge head ache. "Oh owe." Mello groaned, and held his head, unintentionally falling off the bed. Mello grabbed the first thing closest to him, which had happened to be Matt, who rolled off on top of him. "Owe, fuck, Matt get off." He tried to push the redhead. Matt just rolled lazily off the blonde.

"Mello." Near said seriously. "I can't find Beyond."

"What? Did you look everywhere?" Mello yawned trying to get up, shakily.

"…" Near stared at Mello who was wearing a lime green bikini. "…"

"Wha-" Mello looked down. "WHAT THE FUCK!" His scream shuck both Matt and the other blonde to consciousness.

"Why are you yelling so early in the morning?" A blonde girl yawned, and stretched up in the bed.

"Who are you?" Mello gave the blonde girl a death stare.

"Don't you remember me silly? I'm Misa. We met last night." The girl giggled annoyingly. By this time Matt sat up on the floor beside Mello.

"… Get the fuck out of here!" Mello yelled pointing to the door.

"Pft, touchy." She pouted. "You know Matty, Your little girlfriends cute but really bitchy."

"I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT!" He yelled.

"Fine!" She said, and got up. "Hey Matty, call me later if you want to drop this hag." The made the call me sing with her hands and left.

The three boys watched her leave, and waited till they heard the door click shut. "… Mello. What are you wearing?" Matt asked looking over at Mello who was still standing.

"Fuck you!" He yelled, and ran into the bathroom.

"… What happened last night?" A topless Matt asked wearily trying to crawl back into bed.

"I don't remember." Near said panicked. "Is this supposed to happen!"

"…Pretty much." Matt yawned, and flopped back down.

"…" Neat looked at him, and went to the bathroom door, knocking on it. "Mello. What do we do about Beyond?" He asked.

"Well, I guess we'd better find him before we need to be home. When is that? Tomorrow at like eightish?" Mello yawned opening the door, he was in his regular leather now. "No problem. We have lots of time." He said casually. "MATT!" He yelled from the door. "Get up! We have to find Beyond."

"Meh." He lounged. "Fine." He lifted himself out of the nice warm bed, and went to find a shirt. "By the way, what's that around you neck?" He asked and pointed to Near.

"What?" He looked down, to see some sort of necklace, with a gold pendant. He took it off and examined it, reading the words engraved into what felt like a cheap metal. "K-Karaoke King. What?" He turned it over to see more words. "Maddy's Twain Karaoke Bar and Grill… Oh God, I didn't…"

Mello and Matt broke into insane laughter at the look of horror spread on Nears face. Way worse than Beyond could ever do to him. "Ooooh, Mr. Karaoke King!" Matt taunted.

"SHUT UP! LET'S GO!" He said shoving the pendant into his pocket.

"…" Matt and Mello were surprised by Nears angry outburst, until Mello broke the silence. "Can you sing me a song?"

" FUCK OFF!" Near slammed the door, and headed down to the restaurant, he was followed my Matt, and Mello.

Nears head was on the table, "What is this pain. Why don't you guys feel like this?" He asked the other two who sat at the table innocently.

"The hangover? Yeah, we feel it. Here take these, they'll help." Matt said handing Near a little pill bottle.

"Okay." Mello started. "Well, I got nothing. What do you guys remember of last night?"

"Well, I remember the lounge… And that's it." Matt said shamed. "We had like, what, one shooter? Fuck we're pathetic."

"It's okay, Near?" Mello asked the blancette hopefully.

"Nothing. Sorry." He said, pulling the metal out of his pocket, he set it on the table. He ruffled around in his pockets again.

"What're you doing your highness?" Matt raised an eyebrow jokingly to him.

Near ignored Matts little comment, and continued to dig around his pockets. "Well, I thought we should check our pockets. For clues, you know."

"Oh, I see." Matt said feeling in his.

Mello just sat in embarrassment, he couldn't find his pants, and a lime green bikini doesn't usually have pockets.

"Okay." Near said. Well, we know we went to this Maddy's Twain place. And I have a receipt for… six hundred dollars from T-Tattoo Asylum!" He slightly panicked.

"It's okay, did you see a tattoo on any of us when we woke up?" Mello said trying to calm the innocent boy down.

"Well I didn't check for tattoos!" He said.

"It's okay, don't worry about it, it was probably from that skanky bitch." Mello sneered.

"Well, I have… A note, it says, Omg, look at all these nuns, we could totally take this shit… Wait, WHAT!" Matt examined the note again, "What did we do?" He slumped back.

"It's okay." Mello sat up. "Let's start with this Maddy's Twain, we better get going."

I have a whole list of ideas written down oh God, I feel bad for putting these poor imaginary characters through this pain XD Review? :D