A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts.
"Thanks for helping me with the dishes," Yamuraiha said. "My hands usually sting when I do them in the winter- not something I could ever get used to." She pulled her hands from underneath the fuzzy blankets. Ideally, she'd be in her room underneath a giant duvet in a house that had heating- but in this situation she was sharing five blankets sitting on pillows with an almost stranger.
"Huh, yeah well you did make us food, only fair I would wash a few plates." Sharrkan wiped his nose. "You're not a bad cook- not as good as me though," he boasted.
"Just when I thought you were going to compliment me," she nudged him. "How long do you think the roads will be?"
"Want to get rid of me that bad?" Sharrkan grunted.
"No-no I don't want to get in trouble when my dad comes home. Actually- and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm worried that he'll get more mad at you than me. Sometimes he can be a little bit hot headed." She rested her head on her blanket covered kneecaps and turned to him. "Aren't you a bit scared too?" she said in an almost whisper.
"Scared?" His eyes widened. "Of what? Your dad? Pfft. It wouldn't be the first time someone chased me out of their home."
"Not that- what if word gets around this small town that you spent so much time here, wouldn't that ruin your reputation?!"
Sharrkan laughed. "Are you kidding me?! What kind of reputation do you think I have? It surely isn't the nice boy next door. It wouldn't be the first time spending the night at someone's house- and no, before you ask I totally won't do anything."
"Not even that! Your reputation with Priscilla! Don't you think she'd be hurt?! I mean I know she really likes you!"
"That again?" He rolled his eyes. "Okay even if that were true- which it isn't- how did you come to that conclusion?"
"I told you there is a spark in someone's eye when they like someone."
"You're an idiot."
"No- seriously." She moved closer to him, their noses almost touching. "Look at my eyes do you see a spark?"
Sharrkan flinched back. "Personal space. Remember that?"
"No-" she moved in closer again. "Actually look at them and tell me if you see anything-"
He turned away. "That's actual nonsense you sound crazy."
She sighed. "Well there isn't a spark in them because I am not interested whatsoever- but I'm pretty sure that if you took a chance to look into someone's eyes next time you might see it."
"What makes you think it was because she likes me and not because she had grease or something in her eye?"
"It's impossible to argue with you-" Yamuraiha moved back. "Whatever you'll see it one day." She pulled the blanket closer to herself. "So what do you want to do?"
"You know the usual, do some drugs, break some windows, feel up some ass."
"What?!"
Sharrkan laughed. "Come on, you can't be that gullible- before you were latching onto my sarcasm and now you're just as scared as when you tried to kill me with that pot."
"No but- seriously sometimes I don't know with you."
"Well then get to know me. I'm not as bad as you think I am."
"Well I'm not as uptight as you think I am-" she said in a very self assured tone.
"I know that." he said quietly. "I know that because you were the one who always unintentionally started trouble with others and made a mess."
"I was a kid. And not uptight doesn't mean that I cause trouble it means I'm fun."
"Yeah I saw how fun you were last night." he teased.
"For whatever reason that doesn't sound right." Yamuraiha winced.
"Get your mind out of the gutter." He rolled his eyes. "I think that in many ways you're just as bad as me, but you hide it with your fake innocent persona."
"What innocent fake persona? I'm as real as can be!" she defended herself.
"Oh I'm Yamuraiha, I'm super cautious and never have I ever disobeyed the rules- oh no not me! It's why I can't let people get close to me without flipping out. But it's totally okay when I do it, because my intentions are always pure and everyone else's isn't." Sharrkan mocked her with a high voice and over exaggerated hand gestures.
"I don't talk like that!"
"You completely do. You have such a bad grasp on who you are you can't even tell when someone's saying something truthful about you. Another reason why you aren't real with yourself or others."
"Okay- want me to be real? Like really real?" She didn't want to prove anything to him, but her emotions got the better of her and there she was almost yelling for him to take her seriously.
"Yes."
"I want to drink right now. Since we fixed the computer that's all I thought about. Especially since it's cold. But unlike you, who would probably take this chance to empty a liquor cabinet I am keeping myself under control. That's the difference." The way she said it was hurtful. Like she was trying to drive a wedge in between them of how she was so much better.
"Okay, then can I have a drink?" he asked shamelessly.
Her jaw dropped. "Uhm- no? What do you think this is?"
"I think this is you getting me stuck in a freezing cold house which I will probably die in, and if I do I will come back to haunt you for the rest of your life."
"Well, I already got peer pressured once- I'm not going to fall for it again."
Sharrkan stood up and dropped the blanket. "Well, if you're not getting it I am." He smirked at her bewildered face. "Why so puzzled?"
"Because I didn't know a jerk as big as you existed." She rubbed her temples. "I mean- okay, I guess you did help and stuff, and-"
"And we had a little moment? Remember that? When you told me about that play? Cause I sure remember you droning on."
"Well I don't remember telling you where we even keep the liquor so-" She held up her index finger hoping it would make her look more stern. It didn't.
"I'm assuming that like other normal people you keep it in the fridge, garage, or maybe- if you're feeling wacky somewhere in a cupboard. I wouldn't think you'd have time to stock a liquor cabinet yet so…"
She sighed. "Fridge. Bottom shelf. Rum. Forty percent. Get me that. You can take anything else except the white wine and champagne, it's for guests." It took less than a minute for him to defeat her. She wasn't sure if it was her not wanting him to create a mess while searching or if she wanted an excuse to get something to drink too.
"Great." Sharrkan walked over to the kitchen with a spring in his step. And he walked out of it with a bottle in his hand.
"What? You didn't want something for yourself?" she questioned. "Seriously, if you're afraid of my dad noticing- he doesn't. I take stuff all the time and say that it's for my nails or hair- or some other beauty DIY." She couldn't let herself drink as often as she wanted. There was only so many do it yourself projects that involved alcohol.
"I actually wasn't even thinking that actually." he admitted. "I just don't like the idea of a single person drinking a whole bottle of rum." He sat on top of the blankets.
"Well I don't like the idea of sharing." She snatched the bottle. "But you're right- I don't know my own limit sometimes." She opened the bottle.
"But I am surprised. I didn't think you'd be the party type."
"Party?" She laughed spitting out a few drops of alcohol on her shirt. "No I don't go to parties." She wiped off the rum that dripped down onto her chin. "No I just drink alone. Usually when I'm sad or lonely- or bored." She passed him the bottle.
"So like...an alcoholic?"
"No! Like a person who has a bit too much stress sometimes." An alcoholic would drink way more often than she would. It was a bi-weekly type of thing for her. Her dad would go out and she would crack open a bottle of anything she could find.
"Search up alcoholism in the dictionary basically what you just described before." He took a swig.
"Well I didn't judge you when I realized you were someone who has relationship issues."
"Yes you did. You looked at me with your judge-y Yamuraiha eyes and judged me. Also I don't have relationship issues because I don't have any relationships."
"Anything can be a relationship." She grabbed the bottle out of his hand.
"Wow, how can someone be so deep yet so vague at the same time." he said with a frivolous tone.
"I don't know- how can you be so nice yet such an ass sometimes?" She shrugged.
"Because I'm a normal human."
"Oh right like a normal person would come to an almost stranger's house when there was a snowstorm warning to help them fix a computer."
"Maybe I'm trying to be good. I don't need a reason to help you ya know? And besides if I did want something I would have said it by now, but I don't." he snapped.
"Sorry. It's just that I don't get you." She took another sip of the drink, except this time it was bigger. It stung the back of her throat, which wasn't a great feeling. She exhaled loudly. "Also I think I might be a mean drunk."
"It's been like five minutes!" he exclaimed. "You can not possibly be drunk already!"
"Stop yelling." She nudged him. "I drank more than you- and it doesn't take long for this stuff to work."
And she was right. Because within thirty minutes they were both going on about irrelevant topics and laughing. The bottle was empty at this point. Yamuraiha had taken the last few sips and set it down next to her.
"You know I'm actually a good dancer." Sharrkan snickered. He waved his hand to the beat of the music on the radio. "I think I wouldn't have broke the computer."
"Oh yeah?" Yamuraiha questioned, her words were slurred. "Well I can dance tooooooooo. But I won't show you." Her nose was red as were her cheeks.
Sharrkan was unsure whether or not she was blushing because she was embarrassed in a way or if it was because of the cold and alcohol. "What makes you think I'd want to see?"
She laughed. "I know what you really think." she teased.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah you think I'm a good dancer." She poked his chest with her index finger. "You know I'm great."
He let out a relieved sigh. "No I don't think that." He poked her back. "You know what I think right now?"
"What?"
He moved in close to whisper in her ear. "Blanket fort." And then proceeded to snicker away.
"What?"
"We- just put the blankets…" He flailed his hands together, pretending to combine something. "You know like together- and then like- live in them."
"Why can't we just live down here?" She picked up the bottle beside her and peaked inside it. "There's nothing there." Her expression resembled a disappointed child's. She leaned on Sharrkan's shoulder. "I'm so conflicted right now." She put her hands over her eyes.
"Make a blanket fort? I think-" his sentence was cut off by a burp. "I think you will feel fantaaaaaaaastic if you do."
"My room has lots and lots and lots of blankets."
"Let's go there then!" Sharrkan's elevated himself slowly. "Where is it?" She pointed up. "Then let's go-"
"Carry me." She held out her arms and opened and closed her hands. "Come on, don't be shy-"
Sharrkan shrugged. "Sure." He lifted her up, and her weight was the equivalent of his gym bag. "I thought you'd be heavier."
She slung her arms around his neck. "I thought you'd be moving upstairs. Chop, chop. I'm getting impatient."
He stumbled and had a moment of realization on how drunk he actually was. "I don't want to drop you when I'm walking up."
"Then don't." She clung to him tightly. "I'm doing my job of holding on- you do yours of walking up- comeeeee on." She yawned. "I'm actually falling asleep here."
"I'm going, I'm going." He took the next few steps cautiously. "You're so high maintenance."
"You- you say it like it's an insult." her voice cracked. "I thought we were friends-"
Sharrkan stopped on the second last stair. "No- no don't cry! We are. We are." he reassured her.
She pressed her nose up to his neck. "Good. Good." she whispered. "I didn't have many friends."
"You're joking." he said sincerely. Sharrkan moved up to the second floor. "Also we're here."
"My room is that way-" she pointed down the hallway in front of them. "Comeeee on,"
"I'm going, I'm going."
Her room was white. With almost nothing inside except a bed, dresser, and a large mountain of blankets and pillows. She had a tall window which could be opened up that looked over a nearby field.
He dropped her down onto the bed. Her blue hair flew everywhere and she began to laugh.
"Okay. Now what?" he said.
"Blankets are here." She rolled over onto the right side of her bed and picked up a cream colored one from the pile. She wrapped it around herself like a cocoon. "Look I made a fort."
"You look like a burrito." He sat down on the edge of the bed. "I think I'm too tired for the creation of a fort."
She stuck out her arms up from the blanket and patted the spot beside her. "Come here. It's comfy."
Sharrkan fell down onto the space beside her. "You're right it is comfy." He rolled over onto his back. "You know Yamuraiha- you're pretty cool. And you have a nice face."
"You can't have my face." She held onto her cheeks. "You want to steal it right?!"
"What- no- no I meant-" he looked at her terrified expression. "Nothing."
"Good, because if you did that I would have to end our friendship." She turned herself to face him. "Thanks for helping me today, you're a good person." She patted him on the cheek.
"I uh- it's no problem."
And then she kissed him. It wasn't anything big. Just a small kiss on the cheek. The type you'd be comfortable giving a friend, but for whatever reason it didn't feel that way for him.
"Sorry I should've asked." she said when she saw how anxious he looked. But neither of them moved any farther or closer than they were.
"It's fine." he said. "It's okay. You don't have to ask."
She nodded thankfully.
Yamuraiha was woken up by the sound of her phone ringing. Her head pounded and she felt like throwing up. She held her hands up to her forehead. What even happened yesterday, she thought to herself. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw someone snoring beside her.
She picked up the phone, trying her best not to sound petrified and hungover. "Hey- it's me Yamuraiha." She continued to study Sharrkan.
"I know I'm the one that called!" a stern voice said over the phone.
"Uh- who is this?" she asked.
"It's me- dad. Look I'm almost home- just at a nearby market, buying us some food. I'll be home in five. Roads are clear now."
"Okay. Great. Thanks dad byeeeee!" She threw her phone down. She shook Sharrkan. "Wake up." No response. "Wake up!" He didn't even flinch. "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE GET UP!" she shook him vigorously.
"Is that any way to wake someone up?!" he yelled. "Wait how did I even get here?"
"I don't know- I think we both blacked out… And oh my god why are you half naked?!"
He glanced down to see that he was only wearing shorts. "I don't know… Shouldn't you ask yourself that too?"
"I'm not-" she looked down only to see a sports bra and pyjama bottoms. She rubbed her eyes. "Nooo." she let out a small whine.
"If it makes you feel any better I also don't know what's going on currently."
"No Sharrkan. It doesn't. It doesn't make me feel any better, you know why?! My dad is going to be here in less than four minutes. And there's a half naked stranger in my room- not to mention I'm not even supposed to have anyone over in the first place- and I'm pretty certain your car is still in the driveway."
"Then I'll get dressed and drive off- I don't know what the big deal is."
"The big deal is that I don't even know what happened and I don't want to know, and I'm just so upset right now I think I might cry!" she yelled.
Sharrkan awkwardly stood there, thinking whether he should just leave or comfort her. "I mean- I'm sure everything is fine." he said, getting dressed. "I mean if something did happen you'd probably feel it."
"Oh my gooooodness." She felt her eyes roll back into her brain. "You are such an idiot!"
"Well it's not my fault!"
"I'm sure it isn't." she replied sarcastically.
"Oh right I forgot- it can't be your fault cause you're perfect and you can never do any harm to anything or anyone. The only reason you're so mad at me is because you're a control freak and apparently you don't take losing control very well."
"Well I'm sure you don't take being made into a burlap sack very well, because that's what's going to happen if you don't leave right now!"
"Gladly." He stormed off.
Yamuraiha sighed. She had a lot of cleaning up to do.
hey y'all it's me the writer. I had fun with this one. Also in magi they're always drunk so I thought that would be in character I guess? Lol anyways hope you liked this chapter please review!