Oh, I do feel a wee bit mean for leaving it the way I did... but only a wee bit. Thank you so much for all your condolences and comments. We are still reeling from the loss of my grandfather, regardless of the months that have passed. You're all in my prayers :)

Shout out to my homies, yo! How can you get a shout-out? COMMENT!

CrazyCreator33 - I'm sorry to hear that you've had a similar loss :( I've spoken extensively about drunken YYH characters with TheShirtlessGibby on tumblr, and I was terribly inspired to write drunk Amai. Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be able to get some more drunk YYH characters in there shortly. :D Thanks for the review!

kiralol101 - Such good advice! I hope everything does fall into place! Fingers crossed :) I think a lot of YYH oc's lose sight of their human lives once they're wrapped up in their spirit detective/ suddenly a demon or vampire whatever lives. I really wanted Amai to not be interested in spirit detectiving because her main goal was to graduate high school, be MVP on her team, and play in the Olympics. Meanwhile, she is a regular teenage human with regular teenage human problems (not that I had these problems, to be honest I'm basing her a lot on my sister haha). Ugh, I love writing Amai and Jin so much haha. And the cigarettes were just another opportunity for him to tease her, and litter, as you'll see in this chapter. They are totally useless. Someday I'll learn to cut out silly tid bits like that haha (I wonder if someone I know was quitting smoking or something when I wrote that part haha) Thanks again for the review!

I'm Not Psychotic. I'm Gifted. - Hello! Welcome to the shenanigans fest ;D There is more cuteness I promise. I feel very cruel for ending the chapter there but I couldn't find another place to cut it off... and I'm just a terrible person, irl. And oh, I am quite embarrassed by your compliment! AND AM FLATTERED BY THE OFFERING OF A ZOIDBERG BLESS YOU. Thanks for the review, dear! :D

Special thanks also to theshirtlessgibby ( tumblr)! She's been messaging me all the time and we flesh out silly things for Amai and co :D

Thanks to my new followers/favorite peoples/things - welcome, kalsypher! welcome Ruriko-Yurinia! and thanks as always to my other peeps! Thank you , uniquely jaded , for adding my story to your favorites! And holy cow I just noticed I'm in a community! COOL. :D

Just so you all know, I am currently writing up chapters for the upcoming, full fanfiction involving Amai Nagori and her usual company :) It will be entitled Full Circle and I hope you will all read and enjoy that as well, once I put it up (another week or so, once I've finished the chapter I'm working on. I like having a chapter in reserve, in case I fall behind writing it... after all I graduate in less than a month holycowareyouseriousimgraduatingcollegesendhelp).

THANKS AGAIN! PLEASE ENJOY PART 2 OF GIN. Please rate and review or what have you, I appreciate every comment (especially the ones about my hair... you know who you are...) and love hearing from you all :) After all, we in the YYH fandom are just one big family, no? Au revoir, merci, arigatou, gracias, obrigada, ciao for now :)

"It means," Jin patted Amai's coat pockets for her keys. "I'm takin' ya home, luv."

"Whaaat," Amai pouted. "Boo. Booooo. Keito said she'd play Flip Cup with me when she was done making out with her stupid boyfriend."

Jin shook his head, pulled the carton of cigarettes from her pocket, knocked her on the forehead with them (causing her to go momentarily cross eyed and disoriented) and tossed them haphazardly behind him.

"Hope yer not pickin' up another bad habit," he chastised before pulling her cellphone from her other pocket.

"Boo," Amai continued, trying to snatch her cellphone back from him. "Thas' littering Jin you can't litter I'll arrest you if you litter because it means you're (she gasped) a litterer."

Jin ignored her and hit a few buttons on her phone. He wasn't very good at it, but had memorized a few of the essential buttons to hit. Amai's ears perked up and her mouth dropped into a surprised little circle as her phone connected and an irritated voice snarled a greeting.

"Tell yer friend tha' I'm takin' ya home." Jin whispered, shoving the phone towards Amai.

Still gaping a moment, Amai juggled the phone in her hands and said too-loudly, "Keito? Oh. Yeah, Keito. Jin's gon' take me home, okey-dokey with you?"

"Who the hell is Jin?" Keito's voice was scratchy through the phone, but the worry was clear. "Did you just meet him? Don't just go home with someone you dumbass!"

Amai pouted, "I'm not that stupid, Keito. I know 'im, ok?"

"Are you still outside? Stay where you are!" Keito shouted and the line went dead.

Jin seemed as confused as Amai as she put the phone back in her pocket and shrugged. Moments later, she heard stomping and the loud opening of the porch door. Keito shouted for Amai in a rather threatening manner that made Amai jump.

"Amai! Where the hell are you, stupid!" she spotted her victim and, barefoot, plopped down the porch steps. Her hair was askew, as was her cute top. "You can't just go home with strangers! We may be drunk but we ain't dumb!"

Still pouting, Amai's shoulders went up to her ears and she countered, "I known him a long time now, okay Keito? This is Jin. Doncha remember? I talk about him sometimes, ok?"

Keito seemed surprised, as did Jin.

"Ya talk about me, eh?" Jin put his hands on his hips. "All good things, I'm sure,"

"Not always," Keito muttered, studying the ginger demon quite carefully. "Wow, he really does walk around without a shirt most times, huh?"

"Sometimes," he replied with a quirked eyebrow.

Keito nodded appreciatively, "Good. Okay, you go take Amai home. I'm gonna go back to my own boy. Good girl Amai, bye bye."

"That was easy," Amai muttered, staring at her friend. Keito simply rolled her eyes. "No, seriously, I thought you were gonna kill me."

"Amai," Keito pointed at Jin's chest. "Those are some trustworthy abs. I don't even care that he's got weird hair. Look at his abs."

"Ok, I will," Amai simply replied. "Bye Keito. See you at school."

Keito waved her hand haphazardly, murmuring something about going to the gym and her boyfriend coming with her. She stumbled on the top step, obviously a little drunker than she'd appeared. Amai turned to Jin, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Let's get ya home, Amai." Jin looped his arm in hers and began walking, Amai tripping once before walking rather steadily by his side.

"Ok," Amai nodded, latching onto his arm with a grin. "Let's go home and make out!"

Jin shook his head, laughing. "Not tonight, Ah think. Ye should have some water and sleep this off, lass."

"Boo," Amai pouted again, leaning her face on his arm and hanging her full weight on it (not that is even phased him, darn that demon). "Boooo! Come on, let's go home and (she gasped and managed to say the words through her laughter) have sex!"

If he'd been drinking something he would have had to do a spit take. As it was, he gasped some and looked down at Amai in shock. It wasn't that she couldn't say the words without laughing, but that she even suggested it. Not that he didn't want to or anything- he was a healthy demon man after all- but she wouldn't even remember it in the morning. She probably didn't even mean it, though they say drunk words are sober thoughts. Best not to get his hopes up.

"Yer not allowed another drink til yer of age, lass!"

Amai continued booing him as he dragged her through a path in the woods. It wouldn't do for other humans to see her in such a state, especially if she was being honest about the illegality of it all. However after a few moments and jostled booing and grunts of frustration, he realized that Amai was having a lot of trouble avoiding objects one usually found on the ground.

"Ah, Amai." He sighed, causing her to look up at him and blush at the two-handed death grip she had on his arm. "Ah'm thinkin' this isn't the best way to getcha home. C'mon,"

She was scooped quite quickly into his arms, causing her to yelp and let go of his arm in favor of his hair and shoulder.

"Nooo!" she whispered, as if afraid someone would hear her. "Gravity an' I are fighting! I can't fly right now!"

It was nearly a whimper. Jin looked at her worried and dizzy face and smiled sympathetically.

"Ah know that feelin'," he nodded. "Ah won' fly, Ah promise."

Amai stared at him a moment before relaxing and folding her arms across her chest. "Just don't drop me, please."

She managed to be polite while drunk, at least. Still, she seemed to be pouting until he noticed her breathing slow and her head thunk onto his shoulder unceremoniously. Peeking down at her, Jin saw that she was dozing quite peacefully.

Getting her home was a breeze once she stopped booing and fell asleep. Jin had much time to think as he ran through the woods, barely jostling Amai as he bounded through tree branches with his usually ninja-like swiftness. After a few minutes, Jin found himself in Amai's moonlit backyard. The tall tree by her window was a perfect perch as he leapt and then silently nudged open the window panes. There was the usual squeak as he landed lightly on the platform, though Amai didn't seem to hear it. Shaking his head, he floated over to Amai's futon, messy and unmade as usual.

"Amai," he whispered, his nose nudging her cheek as he leaned over her ear. "Ya gotta help me out, lass."

Amai responded by flailing one hand up and snuggling closer into Jin's chest. It was moments like these that Jin was reminded of their many differences. Despite her human age, she still was so childlike. Though usually this meant she was stubborn beyond belief and highly argumentative, he found this shining example highly endearing. Still, he sighed before floating over her bed and gently untangling her. Despite his attempts and being tender, Amai tumbled onto her futon with a rather contented grumble. After a moment she rolled a little and peeked up at him.

"Go ta' sleep, Amai." He whispered, swallowing a laugh as she glared at him. "Ah mean it, lass. Ye'll be havin' a hell of a headache in tha mornin',"

She grumbled something but it was so unintelligible that he made a rather confused face. Amai, red faced, muttered the words once more.

"If I go to sleep you'll leave," having uttered the words, she found she was quite embarrassed and pulled her pillow over her face with a loud groan. "Ne'rmind jus' lemme wallow I'll be back to normal tomorrow…"

Eyes covered by the pillow, Amai didn't see what Jin was doing. But she did hear him softly land beside her bed. The pillow was gently lifted from her face, which was a dazzling shade of pink from the alcohol and embarrassment. For a long moment, all Amai could do was blink up at him. With all this embarrassment, her mind was clearing quite rapidly. Funny how, when you wish you could blame your actions on the substance… that was usually when your brain decided to start working again. Still, she heard the words slip out before she could stop them.

"Will you stay?" she whispered, her request barely a whisper.

His voice was as quiet as hers, as if they were sharing a secret. "Sure, lass. Ah'll stay."

Amai's smile was surprisingly warm as she grabbed her pillow back from him and kicked her heels off haphazardly. Then she curled up on her futon, closed her eyes, and grabbed Jin's hand. She murmured something suspicious as she snuggled into her bed. Jin wasn't sure if he heard her right as he reached with his free hand to pull the blanket up to her shoulders. He leaned his free elbow on his knee and watched as Amai sunk into sleep.

"Me too, Amai." He squeezed her hand tight. "Me, too."

Thanks again for reading! If you want the rules to "Flip Cup" or "Get the Fuck Out" I'll let you know... I like drinking games sorry/not sorry :D I'M 21 OK, AND I KNOW AMAI ISN'T BUT SHE WILL BE SOMEDAY. Probably.

Anyway, again, I thank you :-) Have an amazing weekend/weekday/life/evening/morning/what the heck have you :)

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