Fandom: Shugo Chara!
Collection/Title: Companions- Taking What You Get
Rating: K
Summary: With her, he found himself taking whatever he could get from her. NikaidouxSanjou
Notes: Written for 15pairings, but the claim's unprocessed as of now. (#7 Drunk)
Author:
tokene ++
“Heeyyy... Another bee- Ehh! You there! You look...” A drunken giggle escaped her lips as she attempted to wade through her already-downed-three-shots mind “... Familiar? Aaaah! You look like my best friend's dog's-”
“She just wants another scotch. On the rocks, please. And the same for me.”
He smiled at the waitress, who you'd think would be used to drunken blabbering, as she gave the pair one last look before attending to their drinks.
Sanjou Yukari turned to her drinking partner, jabbing him in the shoulder unhappily, nearly missing it.
“Yun-Yun... Beer...” She whined.
If there was any doubt of her being drunk, this would be the final conclusive evidence saying otherwise. She hadn't called him that for years. Not since the last time they'd seen each other privately, which would be (roughly, just a rough estimate), two years, six months and six days ago.
At this point, it had to be said that Nikaidou Yuu was not pining for Sanjou Yukari. He, like a mature grown-up man, had accepted the fact that they'd tried for a relationship, and for the lack of a better way to put it, it hadn't worked out. So he'd lived with it. Continued to work with her, resigned, kept in contact, went out for drinks once in a while. And yes, he was perfectly content with this kind of relationship. Friendship, when put beside love, was underrated.
And I don't have feelings for her anymore, anyhow. She's a friend, a sweet girl, tries her best for Utau-chan now, and-
“Yun-Yun! Why no beer!” She whined at him again, empty glass in hand where her scotch had been. He didn't quite understand. Obviously, as long it was liqueur, it was good enough for her; He didn't catch what the big fuss was about. But the pout on her face was quite priceless, a side of her he didn't usually see nowadays, not even those two years, six months and six days ago. Pity it required alcohol to bring the side out.
“Too much beer's going to make you fat, Yukari.”
“Scotch would too.”
“Aha, I guess you're right... Stop drinking then.”
She brought her unfocused gaze back to the glass. “No.”
He smiled.
Fifth shot. Sixth. Seventh in hand.
“Ne~ Yuu.”
“Mm?”
“You look really stupid with your glasses on.”
He really didn't know what to expect from her. Sometimes she'd drabble on about how she could have done more for Utau-chan with that last manager, other days she'd remain completely solemn and just drink shot after shot. He didn't know what to expect from a drunk Yukari nowadays, so he just smiled.
“Really, Yukari? What about with the glasses off then?”
No reply. Yuu tore his eyes off his own empty glass, to look at his drinking companion. Her eyes were unusually focused, staring right at him. He blinked a couple, somewhat thrown off by the clarity in her gaze. Quirking an eyebrow, he stared right back.
“Still stupid,” she concluded, with the finality of a kid picking out her best friend; Well thought-through, and completely confident.
He laughed again, and looked back down into the last dose of brown liquid in his cup.
He wasn't expecting anything, seriously. Sanjou Yukari answering a “handsome” to his last question, was about as probable as the chances of the embryo knocking on the doorstep of Easter.
With her, Nikaidou Yuu found himself simply taking whatever she would give.
“Come on. You've drunk enough. We're going.”
Sanjou mumbled a drunken reply, before stumbling to her feet, almost missing the front steps from the bar completely. Sighing, Yuu reached over to stabilize her with a hand around her waist. Anywhere else, he knew he'd get a shelling.
“You're hopeless,” he muttered, gently guiding her into the front seat of his car, before going to the driver's seat himself.
“You're pretty wonderful yourself...” she lisped, falling asleep before he even got to open the door.
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A/N:
It was quite a pointless fic, with a lot of drabble in the middle, but I really love these two together. Its such a wonderfully dysfunctional relationship, isn't it? (And I do adore writing for dysfunctional relationships). Please do tell me what you think of it.