Mean Drunk: 1st Offense

He started off with one bottle, licking his pink tainted lips smoothly of the red liquid. Then another and another. And yet another until his pretty little head was dizzy with fever.

"Maybe you...should stop, Shinya." The pink-haired man grabbed his bottle away from him, sloshing the wine in the glass.

Shinya looked up, his eyes heavy, and took another bottle from the rack. “Hn…Mr. High-and-Mighty Kaoru...don’t you ever get tired of being the leader...?” He slurred, ignorant of the trail of wine slipping out from the corner of his mouth.

Kaoru just blinked back. Sure, Shinya drinks. Ok fine, Shinya drinks a lot. But he was the passive type of drinker, the type that never made a fuss but only slept after they reached their alcohol level. And Shinya’s was high, and considering that he never smoked, yet made up for that by being a drinking ogre.

“Shin-chan...uso!” The vocalist barked, absolutely howling with laughter until Kaoru gave him a stern jab in the stomach. Kyo was a little drunk himself, muttering about leaving his scorpions and whatnots at home when he should have brought them.

“I think it’s better if we left...” Toshiya added slowly, looking at Die and Kaoru, the only ones left sober, for their approval. Kaoru nodded softly, holding Kyo from tearing apart the cushioned stool in search of his ‘pets’. Die looked over to Shinya in the corner, then to Kyo and nodded also.

“C’mon Shinya…we’re leaving.” Die hoisted the almost unconscious drummer in his arms and proceeded to drag him out the room.

“Dame...hanase...I gotta go...” Shinya hiccuped halfway in the sentence, his words slurring together. “I gotta go take a piss...” He straightened out a little and attempted to stand up, despite the blurry vision. Shinya got up on his wobbly legs and took a step, flailing his arms out when he stumbled and fell.

Kyo burped loudly, giggling like a grade-schooler in Kaoru’s arms. “Shinya-chan looks like a cow...a baby cow...” He trailed off and drifted in mid-sentence, letting out a loud snore that followed. He looked so cute asleep.

“Looks like you should take him home...” Toshiya rubbed the back of his neck absently, not knowing what to do. “I’ll stay here with Die and Shinya.”

“No, Totchi-kun, daijoubu dai you. I’ll stay with him.” Die reassured the bassist.

Kaoru nodded tiredly and waved his hands, motioning Toshiya to come along. “Ja na…call us when you get home, okay?”

“Un.” Die answered, lifting the completely drunk Shinya to a nearby men’s restroom. There he gently guided the drummer to the door and inside.

“Iya...Die-chan...don’t go. Come in with me!” The drummer whined, scrunching up his flawless face into a pout.