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So my wonderful 200th reviewer, FireLark, has made their request! I'm so happy you guys have reviewed so much and am super happy about the inspiration. This'll arc will wrap up with the vacation and then move into the pre-wedding arc. It's almost done, and I'm going to enjoy maybe two more drabbles. I hope to hear more from you all soon, have fun and I hope you're having a great weekend.
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The Adventures of Skull and Ri
9.8: Italy, France, and Money, Oh My! Part 8
Skull had been right.
Almost immediately following the decision, no agreement on his part, that Skull was going to get a bachelor's party, Ron and the rest of the Weasley brothers had gone about planning a party.
This involved a number of things, Skull was certain he or one of the planners would be later murdered for, the list was as follows:
It would be held in a special reserve room at a strip joint featuring women, the sex he had predominately dated before falling head-over-bike for Ri.
There would be a lot of alcohol and if Skull didn't pass out drunk, he would be forced to keep drinking.
The strippers would be giving him a special demonstration for his last night of 'freedom' and he would not be allowed to leave without it happening.
The 'womenfolk' were not allowed to know.
That last one, Skull winced, was not going to float with any of them.
Which was exactly why he wasn't going through with it.
"Anata," Skull said earning a surprised blink from Ri. Skull very rarely used any pet names with Ri, preferring to call him number one fan or Ri-chan. The only times he did was when he knew he was involved, or going to be involved, with things that were likely to get his butt kicked.
Ri narrowed his gaze at his lover and stopped folding one of the invitations.
"What is it Skull," he asked.
"Ron wants to throw me a bachelor's party." Skull got out quickly.
The silence that followed was not reassuring.
"Is that so?" Ri finally replied, his voice dangerously cool, "And just what kind of party is he planning, if I may be so bold as to ask?"
Skull flinched and merely handed over the list the planners had come up with.
The paper in Ri's hand crumpled as he slowly read through it. Slowly, green eyes rose from the page and Skull gulped. The look in them read what some would mildly label as homicidal.
"I see," Ri said calmly, then asked the question Skull hoped would get him out of any trouble.
"Do you want a party with such… entertainment?"
"Nope."
The flood of killing intent in the room died down.
"Good," Ri muttered before yanking the taller male down earning a surprised yelp. Ri merely devoured his mouth briefly before stepping back and leaving the room.
"Number one fan?" Skull called after him.
"Don't worry," Skull's darling replied, "I just need to have a talk with my brothers."
Skull was not ashamed to say he hid in the room, head covered by a pillow, as he heard Ri-chan dish out his 'opinion' on the matter.
The squeals of mercy were nothing less than expected.
When Ri-chan returned later with a new plan of Skull going to a drag race and motorcycle exhibition, Skull readily agreed.
It helped that the idea was better.
Though perhaps Fleur's pregnant hormones helped ensure this. After all, halfway into his rant Ri-chan had been joined by his sister/sister-in-laws.
The couch would be getting a lot of company for the next few months. Maybe even longer.
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R&R