It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas....? Wait, what?

[cup_of_smex]

Today is like any other beautiful day in May. The sun is shining, the birds are singing and there are light, fluffy white clouds in the sky. The kind of day where you think to yourself: “Life is good. There isn’t anything that could possibly go wrong today.” - And then you give yourself a smack across the head, because you work at café, and when a

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[cup_of_smex]

[Itachi walks in, although he is not in his regular uniform, at all. In fact he is wear a rather stunning and elaborate kimono with a cherry tree motif, and his hair loose from its regular ponytail.

… He also smells suspiciously like sake. Or maybe that’s the bottles he is carrying. That would also account for that damn well near microscopic grin on his features. Hell, he even goes as far to greet a few people with a “Good Morning” as he passes. He doesn’t go about serving any of the customers, but rather he sits down at a table in the middle of the room that has one certain centerpiece.]

[cake_is_a_bang]

Itachi-ponpon!!!! [twirls over to Itachi's table and slips into the chair beside him]

You look pretty today, hm~

*is feeling chatty apparently, comes with the sake. XD*

[cup_of_smex]

Thank you.[Stares at Deidara for a moment, letting his eyes adjust to take in that ... that ... thing he's wearing. Although he does suppose it's pink, and therefore acceptable during the impromptu Hanami season. However he is quick to pour himself another shot of sake, since he is in no way drunk enough to not care about Deidara sitting next to him. Ugh. He could feel his filth from here.] .... You do realize you should be wearing a kimono as well. You're in the presence of a Cherry Blossom. They require the proper respect.

aha I think we did think of it, but then forgot about it xD

[cake_is_a_bang]

[looks around] What cherry blossom?

Wow, you're kimono is pink! That is so cute, yeah. I love it so much.

Damn, that would've been a great out XD

[cup_of_smex]

[Briefly wonders if he should write down the address of his optometrist on a napkin before motioning to the plant that has been so carefully arranged on the table.]

[a pause]... You can leave now.

[cake_is_a_bang]

Why? I haven't even given you your Valentine's Day card yet!

[cup_of_smex]

... I'll take a pass on that. [Oh dear, he may or may not have slurred that just a little.

Wait a minute. Did he just say...?]

It's not Valentine's Day, Filth.

Also Random, but oh man, I just thought of another Holiday. /April Fool's/ Day. How'd we forget it!?

[cup_of_smex]

[snakeonaplate]

[ Could Orochimaru really resist walking up to such a delightful sight? No really he couldn't. He walks up to the table Itachi is sitting at and promptly invites himself to a seat. He catches the chair with his foot and spins it so that when he sits his arms are draped across the back of it. ]

Good morning, Itachi.

[ The other's name rolls off his tongue like a lustful purr. ]

[cup_of_smex]

[First, the Uchiha stared. Then, he took a swig straight from the bottle.

… It was simple. This was not happening. Orochimaru wasn’t wearing that said excuse for clothing, and he certainly wasn’t sitting anywhere near him. In fact, the other man wasn’t even in Japan for that matter. Just a horrific figment of his imagination that would be gone-

… Nope. He definitely was still sitting there undressing him with his eyes. Great. However, the other man had offered a civil greeting that tone aside, it was only natural to offer one back in return regardless of the circumstances. He had an ever s odd feeling that he was going to be damning the rules of etiquette later.]

...Good Morning.

[Although the vaguely disgusted scowl on his features, and narrowed red eyes suggested otherwise.]

[snakeonaplate]

[ Hmm too bad this figment is more like Freddy Kreuger and is most definitely here. Really Itachi that look only makes you more attractive. ]

A little early to be hitting the bottle don't you think?

[ He reaches out to touch the 'bottle' though really he's aiming for Itachi's hand. ]

[cup_of_smex]

[ he knew he hated Western Horror flicks for a reason! He is all too quick to retract that bottle away from that offending hand. That scowl becoming more pronounced. ]

It's five o'clock somewhere a holiday. I believe it to be acceptable in this instance.

[snakeonaplate]

[ Damn and he was so close to touching that soft flesh. ]

However you can't properly appreciate that holiday when you're drunk, don't you think?

Oh Japan. I love how you view Xmas.

[bloodwithcoffee]

And Itachi's looks had been the very reason why Hidan had been late to work that morning (it really wasn't his own damn fault). It also wasn't his damn fault that he felt compelled to sneak up behind him --it would of been less conspicuous is he hadn't been forced to pause, set that scythe down, and then proceed in tipfuckingtoe-- and lean down to nibble at Itachi's jaw, fingers sliding beneath that silken collar so very improperly.

"You know we're going out tonight, hm~?"

lmfao! Itachi is on a slightly different wavelength!

[cup_of_smex]

Itachi was a little bit drunk, but not so far gone that he wasn't aware of Hidan "sneaking" up behind him. Although he did his 'best' to feign being surprise. Even if it only amounted to a small hum as he felt those lips against his jaw.

Despite the light smirk on his face (he knew damn well how much Hidan liked today's choice in attire) but that hand wandering so far under silk in public wasn't something Itachi was comfortable with. So he stood, moving in such away to untangle himself from those hands whilst turning to face him. Silently offering a cup of sake as he did so.

"Mm, feeling festive?"