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The bungalow was set up so that there was a great room that combined a living room area, with two large couches and two overstuffed chairs, with the kitchen and dining area, which a had large table that could seat 8. When Kirishima entered with Nakano, he led him over to the kitchen sink.
Suoh, Chiba, and Oda were sitting at the table. Suoh was trying to bounce a coin into a glass. There was a sound of a "clink", and then Suoh said, "Ha! Drink Chiba!"
Yamato and Mayeda were sitting on the couches. "Hey, Nakano..." Mayeda called out. "You all right? We could hear you hurling from all the way in here!"
Kirishima wet down a small towel with cold water and handed it to Nakano. "He's fine," Kirishima answered.
Nakano wiped his face with the cloth and then held it to his forehead. "That feels good."
Kirishima took a glass from the cabinet, filled it with water and gave it to Nakano. "Rinse your mouth out, and then take a couple of sips." Kirishima watched Nakano do as he had instructed, and then peered at the young man's pale face. "Feel like you're going to be sick again?"
"No, I'm better now. Really," he said. He put his hand on his chest. "It's just my heart's kind of racing."
"That should calm down in a few minutes. Drink as much water as you can. It will keep you from getting a bad hangover."
Nakano draped the towel over his head, covering his face. "I'm so embarrassed!"
Kirishima took the towel off him. "Don't be. We've all been there before."
Kirishima led Nakano over to one of the couches. Again there was a "clink", followed by the sound of a coin landing on the table. Suoh sighed loudly.
"My turn," Oda said. He took the coin and aimed it at Chiba's glass.
"Hey! What the hell...?" Chiba said.
Oda bounced the coin into Chiba's glass. "Drink Chiba," he smirked.
"Suoh just went after you! Why are you making ME drink?" Chiba protested.
"Because he knows he can take you out easier than he could me," Suoh grinned.
Chiba downed his drink and then put his head down on the table. Chiba's words sounded slurred. "...'s not fair. Suoh's got that damn size. We should have all teamed up against him."
"Where's the coin Chiba?" Oda asked. "Did you swallow it?"
"I'm out... take the damn coin." He lifted his head, grinned, and then stuck out his tongue obscenely. The coin was on the tip of his tongue.
Oda grimaced and then plucked the coin from Chiba's tongue. He looked at Suoh and grinned. "You're going down big guy!"
"We'll see," Suoh said.
Kirishima started to walk to his room. He stopped and then a worried look crossed his face. He turned back around and headed back towards the door.
"Where are you going Kirishima?" Suoh spoke loudly from the table.
"I have one more thing I need to check on." Kirishima opened the door.
Suoh got up suddenly and bolted toward the door, reaching it within a few quick steps. He slammed it shut, surprising Kirishima.
Kirishima looked at Suoh calmly. "Move away from the door, Suoh."
Suoh had an angry expression on his face. "You are NOT going back out. There's no reason you need to be out there. You're on vacation now... have you forgotten?"
Kirishima glared at Suoh and then suddenly lunged at him, shoving him backwards. Suoh was unprepared for this sudden move and had to fight to keep his balance. Kirishima opened the door and walked out.
Suoh growled and rushed out after him, catching Kirishima by the arm before he could step off the porch. Kirishima spun around and kicked Suoh's leg, causing Suoh to fall. Suoh didn't let go of Kirishima though, and ended up pulling him down as well.
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME, YOU ASS!" Kirishima yelled loudly.
"Quiet down, you idiot!" Suoh hissed. "You want the boss to hear you? What's the matter with you?!"
The men had gathered at the door and were watching Suoh and Kirishima.
"I just need to run the boat around the island once to make sure it's all clear. All right? Now, let go of me!" He took a swing at Suoh with his free hand. Suoh brought his other arm up and blocked the punch.
"Chiba," Oda whispered, "we need to get Kirishima to drink some of that concoction of yours. That would calm him down and take the fight out of him."
Chiba shrugged. "And how are we going to get him to do that?"
Kirishima swung at Suoh again. Suoh grabbed Kirishima's fist, and was now restraining both of Kirishima's hands. "You gonna be dumb enough to try to brawl with me?"
"I can take you!" Kirishima growled. "Anytime, any day!"
Oda grinned mischievously and whispered back at the other men, "I think I know how to get him to drink it."
Suoh growled. "You're not thinking clearly! You're going to take the damn boat out there and end up setting off the proximity alarm on the yacht. If the boss doesn't end up shooting you, you're going to wish he had once he discovers you were out there, disregarding his orders!"
Kirishima stopped struggling and then sighed heavily. "Okay, I get it... you're right. You can let go of me now."
Suoh let him go. "Let's go back inside."
"I will, just let me take one last look at the yacht first..."
"You can keep looking at it all night... nothing is going to change!"
"Then... give me a few minutes to cool off."
Suoh glared at him.
Kirishima growled back at him. "I swear, I won't leave this porch!"
Nakano whispered to the men beside him, "All right you guys, do whatever it is you need to do."
Nakano pushed past the men. "Suoh, I'll watch Kirishima while he's out here. I owe him that. Is that okay with you Kirishima? I won't bother you."
"Do whatever you want," Kirishima stood up and then walked over to a chair that was on the porch. He picked it up, turning it so it was facing away from everyone, then slammed it down and sat in it.
Suoh stood up. "Somebody get me a gun." Oda ducked back in and then came back out. He gave the gun to Suoh, who then handed it to Nakano.
"If he even takes one step off this porch, shoot him in the ass!" Suoh scowled.
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Fifteen minutes later, Kirishima and Nakano walked back in. Kirishima began to head back to his room, but then he stopped and turned back around. "I apologize for the way I acted. I'm going to bed now." He frowned and then walked back toward the kitchen. "Maybe a glass of water first..."
"Hey Kirishima, why don't you try a little of this." Chiba suggested holding up the pitcher.
Kirishima shook his head. "No thanks."
Oda took the coin and bounced it into Suoh's glass. "Drink Suoh!"
Suoh sighed and then downed his glass, retrieving the coin. "You just might win this one." He refilled his glass from the pitcher, spilling some of it as it poured out. Out of the corner of his eye, Suoh could see Kirishima watching them.
Oda bounced the coin and it missed. "Oh man! Well, I should have my turn back here pretty quick because to be honest, you kind of suck at this."
"Oh yeah? Well watch this..." Suoh bounced the coin. It glanced off the edge and then went in. "Oh look at that! It actually went in... drink Oda."
Oda downed his glass and removed the coin from his mouth. "I'm out." Oda turned to Kirishima. "It's that big size of his. We should've made him down a few glasses beforehand to level the playing field. I bet if you took him on right now..."
Kirishima shook his head. "Not interested."
Suoh stretched his huge body out in the chair and yawned. "That's because he knows he can't take me. Not at fighting... and certainly not at this game... even if I did let him take the first turn."
Kirishima smirked. "I could take you... if I was in the mood to do so."
"You keep saying that, but it's never been proven." Suoh smirked back at Kirishima, "I think your real strength is dishing out the bullshit."
"Never been proven..." Kirishima narrowed his eyes at Suoh. "I'll give you your damn proof."
The men turned to each other and grinned.
Kirishima walked over to the table and sat down. He glanced at Suoh, looking him in the eyes with a subtle expression of remorse. Suoh smiled slightly as he accepted the heartfelt apology. The men around them were unaware of this silent communication that had just passed between Kirishima and Suoh.
"I'll get you a glass," Chiba offered.
"It's not necessary since I doubt I'll be drinking. I'll use Suoh's." He picked up the coin and examined it. "This is a Brazilian coin, isn't it? I bounce this into his glass, right?"
"Yeah," Yamato answered. "Hold it between your fingers by the edges."
"Like this?" Kirishima bounced the coin and it went directly into the glass. "Oh, look at that!" he smirked. "It went in."
Suoh downed the glass and gave the coin back. "Ah, beginner's luck," he smiled.
"Or natural skill." Kirishima bounced the coin into the glass again. "See? Drink Suoh."
The glass was refilled, and again Kirishima bounced the coin into the glass. Suoh growled and downed the glass.
"Hmm..." Kirishima rubbed his chin. "The new rule is that Suoh can't say the word 'what' for the next 15 minutes."
"WHAT?!" Suoh yelled.
The men all laughed. Kirishima gave Suoh an innocent look, "If I make it into the glass three times in a row, I get to make a rule. And if you break the rule, then you have to drink... isn't that right?"
Suoh narrowed his eyes at Kirishima and then downed the glass again. "You've played this before."
"Back when I was much younger. And..." he bounced the coin into the glass again, "I was very good at it. You men are about to watch the legendary Suoh Kazumi being taken down by the extraordinary Kirishima Kei."
The men looked worriedly at each other.
Mayeda got up and walked by the table, bumping it as Kirishima bounced the coin. "Oops!" he smiled.
The coin missed the glass. "Mayeda... " Suoh rolled his eyes. He held out the coin to Kirishima. "You can go again."
"No, no... I can afford to give you a chance."
"If you insist..." Suoh bounced the coin into the glass. "Drink Kirishima... oh wait, let's just save some time..." He reached into his pocket and pulled out two more coins. He bounced each of them into the glass. "There! That's three drinks for you. Oh, and the new rule is that Kirishima can't speak for the next 15 minutes."
Kirishima slowly nodded and his lip quirked upward. "You guys set me up... I'm an idiot."
Suoh smiled condescendingly. "Yes, you are. And you just spoke, so that's four you have to down now."
Kirishima picked up the glass, frowning at it. He brought it to his nose and sniffed at it.
"Just drink it!" Chiba yelled.
Kirishima took a sip and then looked back down at the glass. "Hey, this isn't too bad Chiba."
"Five!" Chiba exclaimed.
"Shit..." Kirishima swore softly.
"Six!" all the men called out gleefully.
Kirishima downed the glass and spit three coins out into his hand. Chiba refilled the glass for him so he could drink again. They repeated this action until Kirishima had taken all six drinks.
Suoh took another turn and missed. Kirishima took his turn and made it into the glass three more times. "New rule, Kirishima can speak again. Drink Suoh." He missed on his next turn and Suoh got the coin into the glass next.
Though they seemed to be equally matched, eventually both of them began missing the glass more and more. Suoh's face was becoming flushed and he had begun to slightly slur his words. Kirishima didn't look or act any different, however.
"Kirishima's not getting drunk," Nakano observed, worriedly. "How is he doing that?"
Yamato smiled. "Yes he is. It's not obvious, but he's feeling it. He's missing all his shots now."
After Suoh missed yet again, Kirishima picked up the coin and then set it down. "This is pointless. Neither of us are hitting the glass anymore. I think we need to call this a draw."
Suoh sighed heavily, "Yeah... I guess. Draw." He reached out to shake Kirishima's hand.
Kirishima shook his hand and then stood up and turned to walk toward the couches. He took one step and went down immediately.
"Kirishima!" Suoh yelled, jumping up.
Kirishima rolled over so that he was on his back. A smile lit up his whole face. "I'm drunk."
Suoh let out his breath. "Well, it's about damn time!"
The men applauded and cheered loudly.
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Just in case you were wondering... the glasses were only filled halfway. Sort of like taking extra-large shots.