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Post by Pansy Badass on Aug 18, 2005 23:29:01 GMT -5
Yohji sits at his usual spot in the club, swilling back his seventh shot of vodka, relishing the feel of the heavy bass rattling his bones and eardrums. The stobing lights and colors have long since twisted in the blender of his eyes. With a exasperated sigh, he slumps against the bar and continues to slide to the floor, too inebriated to care. He stares at the flashing, sparkling ceiling entertained until he falls unconscious.
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Post by Mastermind on Oct 25, 2006 23:04:13 GMT -5
Schuldig's evening had been pretty typical so far. Thoughts swirling together and mixing in his mind. It was oddly calming, the way he couldn't comprehend a single word the voices were saying.
Until one certain mental signature caught his attention. It was probably after his third glass of whiskey. He thought he was hallucinating. But, when he turned his attention from the thick glass in his hand, to the familiar blond slumping to the floor, a sly smirk crossed his lips.
He chuckled to himself as he set down the glass and walked up to the unconscious man. Schuldig knelt down to him and lifted Youji's hand to his lips, ghosting a quick kiss. Using his powers, he entered the blond's mind, but only enough to wake him.
"What do we have here, a sleeping little kitten?"
(OOC: Do forgive my lack of spelling abilities. >.< I've never been very good at that.))
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Post by Pansy Badass on Oct 25, 2006 23:13:14 GMT -5
One of Yohji's green eyes pops open, his vision still a little blurred. "Her-ga-Wha?," was all he could question. He thought, "this is a good...some good music is playing...there's what seems to be a hot red-head above me...and i'm on my back...sounds like my idea of a pleasant nigh--...wait...she sounded like a GUY!" He shakes his head and blinks, trying to focus. Straining, he recognizes the other man's trademark devilish smirk. "OooOOoh Shit..."
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Post by Mastermind on Oct 25, 2006 23:26:36 GMT -5
"It's good to see you too, Kudoh." He chuckles, leering over Youji, his hand lazily lacing through the sweaty blond locks. "It's not safe to become so inebriated in a public place, Liebchen." He rose to his feet and offered his hand to the other man.
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Post by Pansy Badass on Oct 25, 2006 23:52:15 GMT -5
"I'll crawl thanks," Yohji couldn't tell if he felt sick because of the alcohol or from nagging fear. Sober as he could be (which wasn't very), he tries to figure out a way to escape. Dizzily managing to get on his hands and knees, Yohji attempts to scuttle away, flopping over slightly here and there.
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Post by Mastermind on Oct 26, 2006 19:26:31 GMT -5
Schuldig does his all-time best to keep himself from out-right giggling. Never before had he seen a sight so pathetic yet so cute at the same time. "Come now, Balinese. Even you know that crawling around on all fours in a place like this is only asking to get... " He paused, biting back the sly smirk that tugged again at his lips. "Well, you know what I mean." He reached down for Youji's arm and hoisted him up to his feet in one swift movement. Suddenly, Kudoh Youji was upright and face-to-face with Schwartz's Mastermind.
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Post by Pansy Badass on Oct 26, 2006 20:47:42 GMT -5
Yohji squeaks as he's hoisted up. He looks at Mastermind confused and scared as he proceeds to have a blonde moment. "Er....No I don't know what you mean..." He blinks at the slightly shorter man, bleach and alcohol have really effected his brain...
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Post by Mastermind on Oct 26, 2006 21:06:37 GMT -5
The grip on Youji's arm was just tight enough to keep the drunk assassin in place. He leered closer to the blond, his hot breath tickling the hairs on the back of Youji's neck. "I think you had a bit too much to drink, kitten. Shall we sober you up and return you to your warm, cozy little home?" He licked his lips, smelling whatever it was that Youji had put on his skin earlier that evening. Certainly he wasn't going to let Youji get away without something to remember him by, but he wasn't going to take advantage of a drunk man. Even Schuldig had standards.
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Post by Pansy Badass on Oct 29, 2006 0:24:38 GMT -5
Yohji shudders at the closeness. "WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING....ergs.....I can't let him get near the Koneko..I don't want to put the other guys in danger...but...I don't want to risk my ass...,"his thoughts pause,"OH HELL NO...HE IS NOT IMPLYING THAT IS HE? I MAY BE DRUNK, BUT NOT THAT DRUNK." He attempts to jerk away from the redhead.
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Post by Renny on Oct 29, 2006 0:58:17 GMT -5
Walking though the door to Pulse 26 annoyed that he had to come looking for his commrade yet again, Ken shoots the now all-too-farmilliar club a glare. He couldn't even count the times he'd been either sent or went on his own to make sure Yohji was alright.
He didn't usually take him back home unless he was unconcious, too drunk to sit, or in some kind of trouble. Sadly, about half the time one of these was bound to happen even though when Yohji woke up he usually figured he'd gotten himself back someway and always made up some crazy way to summarize the stories of these nights, Ken was really the reason he didn't have so many problems. Aya or Omi would go sometimes, but usually it was just him. They all had to look out for each other, right?
Ken's eyes continue to scan the room looking for his blonde teammate and after a few minutes, walking in a little and trying to ignore people looking at him and finally spots the back of Yohji's head to him and makes his way though the gyrating masses toward his overly-viced-companion.
"Yohji! What're you doing now?"
As soon as the words left his mouth he wished he'd not spoken. He couldn't make the other person out well for all the lights and motion around them but can only comprehend that it was a most distinctly male form.
Yohji was in the arms of a man.
Wait...what the hell is Yohji doing letting a man Hold him?! That doesn't make any sense at all! Yohji Hates men altogether! He only likes women! Young women! ..right? I mean..I didn't Think Yohji liked men, but he does like clothes a lot...and he takes a really long time getting dressed in the morning... is this really serious, or ..is this just something Yohji's been trying to hide? I probably would've noticed earlier..bt it could be...maybe I'm just an interruption, but that's just kind of weird. I can't imagine Yohji wanting to be with men...am I in an alternate reality? Maybe he just likes This man? He's have to be a damn special man for all that! Who IS this guy anyway?!
Finally Ken stops his mental tirade enough to walk a little to the side and closer and tap the man on the shoulder. "Hey, you think you could let me walk my friend home? I think he needs to sle- " Ken trails off and looks at the far too farmilliar face.
Oh Shit.
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Post by Mastermind on Oct 29, 2006 1:12:02 GMT -5
The thoughts flying from Youji's mind slams into Schuldig's psyche like a rather heavy snow-ball. "Not so loud kitten." He grumbles, his grip loosening on Youji's arm as he grasps at his forehead with his hand, leaning into the other man just a little bit. "Your thoughts are always so damned loud." A playful smirk dances on his lips as lashes lift over green eyes, giving Youji a look that would make the iciest person shudder. "Now, now. You don't think that I'd make you do anything you don't want to do." He chuckled lowly.
Schuldig's eyes snapped away from Youji suddenly, before the drunk man could even fathom a response. He looked back into the crowd of gyrating dancers. "Seems your young comrade has come to collect you..." He pauses for a moment, apearing lost in thought. And that smirk widens as he licks his lips. "What delicious thoughts this one has." He says to himself in a low voice, barely heard over the roar of the music.
"Hello to you as well, Siberian."
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Post by Pansy Badass on Oct 29, 2006 1:20:13 GMT -5
Yohji first blinks at Ken, then turns back to Schuldig, and then back to Ken. "I am way too plastered to deal with both of them right now...or maybe I'm not plastered enough," he mentally rambles," what do you mean LOUD??..." "HEY...What's this 'you don't thing that i'd make you do anything you don't want to' bullshit...Hell, I don't even want to be near you!," he nearly wails. He give Ken a pleading look, kind of pissed that he's gotten this pathetic as he continues to try tugging his arm away.
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Post by Renny on Oct 29, 2006 1:28:53 GMT -5
Ken, hearing Yohji say he didn't want to be near Schuldig just looks at the redhead.
"Let him go. Right now. I'm not afraid to cause a scene. I can get him and me out of here before anyone comes, if anyone comes at all."
He keeps glaring at him but is actually worried as hell.
"Come on Mastermind. He's too drunk to respond to anything you do anyway...just let me take him back and lets pretend this didn't happen."
He won't back down and he's still pissed, but as much as he believes he could get out of a scene he really doesn't want to risk it.
He glances at yohji to check how he is.
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Post by Mastermind on Oct 29, 2006 1:36:23 GMT -5
Schuldig chuckles, leaning back against the bar behind him and watching Ken. "So protective, Hidaka. Did you plan to attack an unarmed man?" He raises his hands in the air, letting go of Youji. He keeps an eye on the drunk man from the corner of his vision, half expecting him to fall once again to his knees. "I'm here for the same reason Kudoh is, to drink and have a good time." He winks at Ken, his hands returning to his sides.
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Post by Pansy Badass on Nov 11, 2006 0:44:59 GMT -5
Yohji looks at Ken, a little relieved, but the tension and alcohol had been too much for him. He staggers, "Uhh..I think i'm gonna be sick..."
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