Dueling Guitarists UruhaXAoi Part 6

Uruha closed his eyes and groaned. He was trying to do the right thing here and Aoi had to say that to him. He crushed his mouth to the ravens and kissed for all he was worth. Slowly he walked the two of over to the nearest tree and pressed the shorter man into it. As his hips rocked forward, grinding his bulge against the other he heard a frantic yelp. He broke the searing kiss and took a step back.
"As good as that sounds right now, and trust me it sounds real damn tempting, this isn't the time," he said, dropping his hands to his sides. "See you round kitty."
This time Aoi didn't try to stop him from leaving. He didn't know whether to be embarrassed about getting turned down or grateful that Uru had recognized his panic and stopped. Great. Now he was even more confused than before. Gathering his scattered wits he left the park and headed home. Once inside he kicked his boots off and threw his jacket across the back of a chair. He headed into the kitchen in search of something to eat for an early dinner. As the food cooked he rummaged around the the cupboards looking for a snack and found a forgotten bottle of sake. Alcohol wasn't what he had in mind but now that he had it in his hand it sounded like a good idea. He warmed the sake up and had some while his dinner cooked. Then he had a little more as he ate. He had the rest of the bottle as he sat on the couch glaring at Ren. The stupid cat was glaring at him and it was starting to piss him off. Fucking thing was as contrary as Uruha. One minute he was all hot and ready to go and the next he was playing it cool. Uruha, not Ren, he mentally corrected himself. Ren was usually pretty good company but for whatever reason he kept giving Aoi the stink eye. Stupid fucking plushie. He picked up the cat and held it at eye level, glaring back at it. When the toy winked at him he threw it across the room and cursed. Now he was going to have to find it because he couldn't stay mad at the little bastard. Stupid fucking Uruha calling him a stupid fucking kitty and giving him that stupid fucking plushie. Ren! He ran over to pick up the stuffed cat and clutched it to him as he apologized for chucking it in the first place. Why had he thrown the stupid fucking cat in the first place? It wasn't Ren's fault that Uruha was being a stupid fucking idiot and couldn't make up his mind. Uruha would have sake and since Aoi's was now gone maybe he should go raid his friends supply. That decided, he tucked the cat under his arm and grabbed his jacket. Halfway down the sidewalk he realized he had forgotten his boots and had to turn around. After getting his boots and then going back to make sure he locked the door he was on his way to the other guitarists apartment. Once there he knocked on the door and hoped that the stupid fucking idiot was home. Maybe he should have called first he thought as he knocked again. Finally the door opened and he laughed at the look of surprised on the other mans face. "Hey Uru," he snickered as he brushed past him. "Ren and I came over for sake. I thought the bottle was full but then it was empty and I knew you'd have some so here we are."
"Aoi, I don't think you need any more sake. And who the hell is Ren?" "This is Ren," he said as he shoved the plushie into the taller mans face. "Uruha, Ren. Ren, Uruha. There, now that we're all friends where's the sake?"
"No more sake for you. You need to go home and go to bed."
"Oh sure. Now you want to get me into bed again. You can't make up your mind can you? Which is it Uru-chan?" he asked as he launched himself at the surprised Uruha. Uruha barely had a chance to catch the drunken raven to keep him from falling before he found himself being kissed soundly. As much as he liked the enthusiasm the older man was kissing him with he knew it was really the alcohol behind it. He tried to pry the other man off him but he kept wiggling and grinding into Uruha. "Come on Aoi. Let go already. You're seriously drunk," he managed to get out a few words in between quick heated kisses. "I don't wanna," the raven purred. He heard a cough behind him and turned to see Kai and Reita. "Kai! Uruha's being mean again!"
"Oh he is?" Kai asked menacingly.
"How I am being mean?" Uruha asked incredulously.
"First he wants me to have sex with him. Then he doesn't want to anymore. Now he won't share his sake," Aoi said beginning to sulk.
"I never said I didn't want to have sex with you. Just that, well now isn't really the time to talk about that. And you've already had more than enough alcohol for the night. You're cut off kitty,"Uruha tried desperately to reason with the drunk.
"See! He's being mean! Tell 'em Ren," Aoi shouted holding the cat out in front of him.
"Why are you carrying around a stuffed animal?" Reita asked curiously.
"I have to carry him around. He can't walk by himself you know," Aoi answered sincerely.
"Man you are trashed," Reita said as he fought to hold in his laughter.
"Alright Aoi. Let's get you home and tucked into your own bed so you can sleep this off," Kai said wearily.
"Kai-chan wants to get me into bed now too?" Aoi gasped trying to hide behind Uruha.
"Not like that you idiot. Besides my bed isn't big enough for three and Reita's much cuter than you," Kai told him as he tried to pull him out from behind the bewildered Uruha.
"Save me Ren!" Aoi cried as he started hitting Kai in the head with the plushie.
Reita couldn't hold it in any longer and doubled over laughing. The whole thing was absolutely ridiculous. "You're not helping," Kai told him sternly.
"I'm sorry but can you blame me?" Reita asked as he tried to stifle his mirth.
"You know, I never did get around to taking the restraints off the bed."
"Way too much information, Kai," Uruha said looking slightly horrified.
"Maybe you should have brought the handcuffs. They might have come in handy against Aoi," Reita said with another wave of laughter. "Reita, sit your ass down and shut up," Kai said in a tone that left no room for argument. The blonde stopped laughing and sat down where he was. "That's more like it. Aoi, come on. Let's get you home."
"No. I don't wanna go home. Uru hasn't given me any sake yet," he said as he started to pout again. "And he's not going to. You're already drunk and don't need any more," he reiterated. Using the same tone as he had on Reita a moment before he tried again. "Now let's go."
"Aww. Reita, Kai's being mean now too," whined Aoi.
Reita only shook his head.
"Uru-kun tell Kai to stop being mean."
"Aoi, give it up and go home already," Uruha tried.
"Not until you give me a drink."
"Fine. One drink then you go home and sleep it off."
"One drink," he replied as he bagan to clap.
"That's it and I don't care how much you complain afterwards."
Uruha looked to Kai for approval and when he recieved a nod he went to the kitchen and poured a half of a shot of sake. He brought it out to where the raven had been only a minute earlier. One eyebrow raised inquiringly at the drummer when he saw that Aoi was no longer beside the others gathered by the door. Kai pointed towards the living room and he went in search of the wayward drunk. He started to laugh when he saw the other guitarist laying on his stomach, passed out on the couch, stuffed kitty tucked up under his chin. Kai and Reita came to see what the taller man was laughing about. Soon all three of them were laughing hysterically.