Ritsu didn't drink too often.

Besides the fact that he was a complete lightweight and often blabbed about the most personal stuff or burst into dramatic tears when he was drunk enough, he never had any time. So at the first hint of time off—meaning one late night he didn't have to spend working, Kisa had grabbed ahold of his arm and pulled him to one of his regular drinking holes.

Thank god it wasn't one of those—the ones that Kisa would go to every so often and take random guys home. He didn't think he'd be able to stand it if one of his senpai's one-night stands suddenly came up to them and asked for their numbers. It made him shudder just to think about it.

"Er…what brought this on, Kisa-san?" Ritsu asked haltingly, taking a small sip of his beer.

Kisa leaned back against the counter, smiling lazily. "Weelll…" It shouldn't have been any surprise that he'd already downed two drinks within five minutes of sitting down at the bar, but Ritsu was still astounded at Kisa's unexpected loose behavior. "I just thought, 'Why not welcome Ricchan into the team?'"

"…it's been over a year, Kisa-san."

He only waved a hand like it didn't really matter too much whether Ritsu had been with Marukawa for a week or a year. "Semantics. Anyways, that's not all I dragged you here for." He hiccupped and giggled.

"And…what's the other reason for?" Ritsu stared into his beer, feeling ominously horrible about what Kisa was about to say next.

"Ricchan, pu-leaze. We all know that you and Takano-san are fucking."

Ritsu choked on his next gulp and pounded at his chest, coughing raggedly into his fist. "Ex-excuse me?! Whatever gave you that idea?!"

Giving him a slightly unimpressed look, though it was ruined by his sloppy smile, Kisa clicked his tongue and called another beer over. "You're both really obvious, you know? I've known it since the first day you came in."

"Well, whatever crazy ideas are floating around in your head, I can assure you that there is nothing between Takano-san and me!"

"…"

"A-and…and he's such a…such a…" Ritsu couldn't find the word for it, feeling too drunk and messy and his tongue was all over the place. He tipped his glass back for another gulp but found it disappointingly empty.

"A jerk?" Kisa squinted at some dark corner of the bar, wondering if his eyes were deceiving him or if he really was seeing Ichimura sitting there, staring at him… ah well. It was probably nothing.

"That's it! He's such a j-jerk! A-a'ways pushin' me 'round and kissin' me and…" Ritsu slurred, laying his burning cheeks against the cool counter, thankful for its temperature.

"Mhm…"

There was quiet for a few moments, only punctuated by the noisy bar chatter and clink of beer cans and glasses.

"B-but I…I…"

"You…what?"

"I love him a lot," He whispered, tears springing to the corners of his eyes.

Kisa only rolled his eyes. Here was the emotional part of lightweights getting drunk.

"And…and you know somethin' he does…that I really really like?" Ritsu snorted out, almost giggling and acting like a little kid.

Or not.

"…?"

"I…I like it whennee calls me 'darlin', like he's from 'Merica." More snorts and giggles, followed by a sigh that sounded most decidedly like that of a lovesick fool.

Kisa sighed, resting his hand on his palm and staring at his very drunk and very much in love friend. He was lucky, really lucky—and he had no idea of that. "Is that it…" He'd thought drinking with Ricchan would be fun and they'd be ogling over attractive men or gossiping like ladies about their respective boyfriends; but instead, it had turned into a night of sentimentality for Ritsu and a night of nostalgia for Kisa.

With another short sigh, Kisa took his cellphone out and called his boss' number. Brrng…brrng…

"Hello?"

"Takano-san, get over here and pick your boyfriend up."

Five minutes later, Ritsu was seated safely in Takano's black car, buckled up and sleeping peacefully with only small bursts of mutters and more giggles; and Kisa was left with the walk home to his apartment. Yukina, unfortunately, would be preparing for an art exhibit soon and didn't have any time to see him. His lips quirked almost sadly as he saw Takano brush some hair out of Ritsu's eyes and kiss his forehead before he turned back and started the lonely trek back home.

A/N: LOL, oh god, this turned out so weird.

-ChemicallyEnhanced