Chapter 6 - Don't Whisper So Loud.
Music recommendation: Salt n Pepa - None of Your Business
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All the men in the room of Team Urameshi were asleep. It was dark, it was late. All was quiet. Until Kurama heard a strange noise at the door. At first it only stirred him, but eventually he came to a dull state of consciousness. It sounded almost like a soft thudding, the sound of someone perhaps trying to talk through the door. Kurama, being closest to the door, sat up in his bed. He squinted to see in the darkness; Kuwabara and Hiei still slept soundly, the digital alarm clock said 3:17. Kurama crawled out of bed, feeling around, trying to keep from running into anything, his eyes still trying to adjust to the darkness. Once he reached the door, he stopped to listen. There was a sudden clank against the door, which sounded almost like glass hitting it, that caused him to flinch. He turned back to look, Hiei and Kuwabara still slept undisturbed. Kurama listened harder, trying to discern what was going on outside of the door before he recklessly opened it. A muffled female voice. He couldn't make out what it was saying, but he figured that if the door hadn't been broken down yet, it must not be an attack. Cautiously, he reached for the doorknob, turning it, the pang of a fist and glass on the other side of the door.
As soon as Kurama cracked the door open, he could hear the voice a little better, "Waaaaahh, let me in there! I know somebody's home!"
"Botan?" Kurama then swung the door open, unintentionally blinding himself with the light in the hallway. His arm rose to shield his eyes. Before he knew what was going on, Botan, who had been using the door as a support, fell against him. Losing all balance, her knees buckled under her, and Kurama found her face in his groin.
"Ahh, I can't see!" She said giggling in a squeaky voice. "It's the koosh! BONG!!" Kurama quickly backed away trying to get her face out of his crotch, not knowing that she would fall on the floor. "Wheee," was her response to falling on her face, "hey Kurama! Kurama is that you? Hey Kurama. Hey, hey. Kurama! That was fun, let's try, try it again. Just push me back out of the door." She waved a nearly empty sake bottle in the air to gesture towards the hallway.
"Botan, are you okay?" He asked crouching down, his eyes still trying to adjust to the light that was coming in from the hallway.
"Yeah, you know I thought my face would hurt more if I fell on it like that, but hey. Hey Kurama, guess what? It doesn't hurt at all. It's like it never even happened." She waved her hands around, widening her eyes, as if to imply there was something magical about it, then breaking into uncontrollable giggles.
"Are you drunk," he said grabbing the bottle away from her and setting it aside.
"Umm, if by drunk you mean I drank then, um... Heyyy, that reminds me, where'd my drink go?" Kuwabara stirred.
"Kurama? What's going on?" Sleep still heavy in his voice.
"Um, nothing," he said quickly putting his hand over Botan's mouth to silence her, "I'm just stepping out for a minute." He rolled Botan out of the doorway and closed the door behind them before she woke anyone else up. When he removed his hand from Botan's mouth he found it covered in drool.
"Oh my god Kurama, is that the hand you touch your penis with? Because I swear it tastes just like Jolly Ranchers." She laid on the floor laughing lazily, pawing at his leg. "Mew, mew."
"Let's get you out of here." He reached down and picked her up by her arm, "what happened to you anyway?"
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Meanwhile in the girls' room, all of the other girls had gone to bed. All of the girls except Atsuko, who had insisted on staying up and being Botan's drinking buddy. The same Atsuko who now lay passed out, her face resting on the table which also held 3 other empty sake bottles.
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"No Kurama, where are we going, Hiei's back that way." Kurama raised his eyebrows, a bit shocked at her apparent reason for coming to their room like this.
"Botan, is that why you drank? Because of Hiei?" Suddenly very concerned as held her by her waist and her arm, which was draped over his shoulders. She held up almost none of her weight on her own. Kurama contemplated just carrying her, but decided against it, feeling it might look weird if they were to run into someone. He looked down at her face, and was alarmed to see it twisted in an odd way. She looked back up at him, her face only inches from his. Her eyes were crossed, cheeks puffed out, she bit down on her bottom lip. Kurama thought she was about to puke the way she held this face.
"DUUUUUUH!!" She suddenly exploded at him, spitting in his face, releasing this odd expression she was making. While she erupted in another giggle fit, Kurama wiped her spit off his face, sighing.
"How about you come sit and talk with me a bit, then I'll take you to see Hiei?" Not intending to take her to Hiei at all, Kurama directed her towards the elevator.
"Okay Kurama, if you think that'll work. I don't care what everyone else says about you, you're a cute guy." Much to his surprise she leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.
"Botan, please," the sharp alcohol stench on her breath made him a bit nauseous.
"Don't beg for it Kurama, this ishn't the proper place." She smacked at him, hitting him in the chest, as if to say 'stop it'. Kurama shook his head, trying to be upbeat about the situation.
"Imagine that. I'm the one whose team progressed in the tournament today, but you did the celebratory drinking." This dull attempt at making fun of the situation really seemed to tickle Botan's funny bone.
"PffffffHAAAAA!!" Once more she spit on his face, "that's fuuuunny! You're FUNNY Kurama!" She dragged her weight, as she could apparently not laugh and walk at the same time, forcing Kurama to sway with her weight in attempts to keep her from falling.
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Kurama directed Botan to the bench near the entrance of the hotel to have her sit, trying to get her to keep her voice down the whole way. She drew the attention of the few attendants who were in the lobby. He found himself having to wave away their attention, insisting nothing was wrong.
"No Kurama. Not HERE! This is a terrible place." Suddenly she looked more pouty, less sloppily happy.
"Why is that? What happened between you and Hiei?" He took a seat next to her, keeping an eye out in the event she started to fall.
"It's just so hard," she started to sound whiney, as if she was about to cry, "he keeps reading my mind."
"Oh, I see. What is it he saw?"
"It was bad Kurama. I didn't even mean to do it at first. It was an accident. But then after the fight, I was worried about him. Then I thought maybe I did mean it. It made me feel better when I thought it, so it was on purpose. And then he looked at me all weird and just left." Finally she broke out into light sobbing, "how am I supposed to fix it, Kurama?" She dropped her head onto his shoulder.
"What is it you imagined?" Suddenly she made the gestures implying she was embarrassed.
"Um, let's just say... I put his weenie in my mouth," the word 'weenie' sounded very funny to her as she said it aloud. Kurama, who was slightly shocked at this revelation also chuckled to himself.
"I see," he was still trying to wrap his head around the entire situation.
"What," Botan pawed at him once more, "hey Kurama. What, what did Hiei say? Did Hiei say anything? About me, did he say something? Hiei?" Kurama was almost ignoring her at this point. Or at least, he wasn't expecting her to fully understand, or remember anything he said. But this question did get him thinking aloud.
"Come to think of it," he didn't direct his words at her, but more in general, "he was acting sort of strange when I tried to talk to him this evening. And he did spend a lot of time in the bathroo-" Kurama stopped. His eyes grew wide as the correlation between what Botan had told him, and Hiei's time in the bathroom suddenly clicked.
"What? Like he had to PEE-PEE?" Again, she giggled almost uncontrollably. He sat for a minute, bewildered by the information he had just received from the girl who rested her head on his shoulder. A plan started to hatch in his head.
"So Botan," he paused for a second, "do you... want to do those things to him?" Silence. "Botan?" He looked down. She had passed out. He chuckled, touching his forehead with his fingers, "let's get you to bed."
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There were voices, they seemed to be causing a sharp pain every time one of them spoke a word. Botan opened her eyes to a fine slit, her eyebrows were crammed together in pain. The bright sunlight that flooded into her ever-so-slightly cracked eyes just forced her to close them again. She groaned aloud.
"Are you alive?" Somehow she managed to open her eyes once more, searching out the source of the noise that caused excruciating pain in her head. Yukina and Keiko were crouched over her with concerned expressions.
"This one's out cold, too," Shizuru's voice came from across the room where Atsuko still slept soundly with her head on the table.
"What on Earth did you guys do? How much did you drink?" Keiko continued looking at Botan as if she was already dead. Botan only grumbled and rolled over to try and escape their intrusiveness.
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