NUMBA FIVE. WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS...

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WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS

You went to Vegas. You don't remember how you got talked into going or why you agreed to go - just that you did. Go figure, last night was one hell of a wild ride. Gambling, drinking, hilarious and unpredicted weddings, maybe some strippers or a crazy Vegas show. Whatever you did or were conned in to do, it probably wasn't

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[timeulcer]

[Oh jesus, his head.]

..ugh...

..what happened..?

[This is the last Spring Break College Road Trip he takes.]

[timeulcer]

[One green eye cracked open, glowering through the fringe of russet lashes.]

Gh... I'm pretty sure you're not telling the entire truth either.

[He snapped finally, lifting a hand to swat moodily at the hand pressed to his nose.]

[soreloserchan]

I've never lied to you, Shou-chan~.

[Undeterred, of course, by the swatting. Byakuran is a persistent man, and so his hand settles back into Shouichi's hair, twirling a strand around his finger.]

Do you have a hangover~?

[timeulcer]

Lying by omission counts.

[He murmured darkly, sighing and finally settling, allowing the hand to play with his hair.]

..yes, [he mumbled finally, huffing softly.]

And you're not helping any.

[soreloserchan]

It's always for your own good~. You know I don't like worrying you.

[And it's true, somewhat.]

That's what you get for drinking so much~! I said; 'Shou-chan, you should stop!' but you told me you could handle it~.

[timeulcer]

Byakuran-san, you can't just assume you always know what's best.

[He murmured, sighing softly and pushing his lips together slightly, almost pouting -- but mostly annoyed.]

...

..is that it? [He murmured after a moment, shoulders tensing slightly.]

[soreloserchan]

I do always know what's best though~.

[He chuckles again, twirling Shouichi's hair some more- and then lets go completely, abruptly slow. He rolls onto his back, and glances at Shouichi from the corner of his eye, smirking.]

You should try really hard to remember, Shou-chan. You're really hurting my feelings~.

[timeulcer]

[Yeah, right. He stares for a moment, and then sighs and closes his eyes, trying to pick something out of the hazy blackness, brow knitting slightly. His head was killing him, pounding dully, sending brief flashes of color behind his lids.

He remembered drinking -- a lot, trying to drown out his nerves, his stomach ache, and eventually the noise and lights of the casino they were in. And then...

..what? He vaguely remembered stumbling back into the room, laughing and dizzy.]

..nnh...

[soreloserchan]

[Byakuran lays perfectly still, watching Shouichi intently. It is fun you see, watching him trying to piece things together; trying to fill in the blanks.

He grins to himself and folds his arms behind his head, letting his eyes fall shut.]

You fell when you got in, remember~?

[timeulcer]

..I fell a lot, it seems, [he groused, sighing and taking a moment to wonder if he was covered in bruises, and if that's why he hurt so badly.

..but falling when he got in here... Vaguely, he remembered the room spinning, his rump hurting and a soft burst of giggling laughter before...]

..mmh. And you -- caught me, or tried to help me up or something.[His brows knit again, breath rushing out from between his lips. He just remembered the pale hands on his forearms, the familiar, sugary breath in words that still didn't make sense.]

[soreloserchan]

>small>[A small nod and his grin widens. Byakuran remembers quite well, for the most part.

He opens an eye to look at Shouichi, and he snorts softly.]

I tried to help you up. But then you just used me as a gripping post to get yourself up~.

And ah- no, you only fell twice~.

[The bruises; well.]

[timeulcer]

...Nice to know I'm not an entirely sloppy drunk.

[He sighed, and then absently slid his arms around himself, gently prodding at his arm, seeking out tender spots absently before he paused.]

..twice?

[soreloserchan]

In the elevator on the way up~.

[Grinning, grinning in private amusement. ]

I caught you that time, though~.

[timeulcer]

[His shoulders relaxed slightly. Falling in the elevator was better than what he'd been thinking.]

..ah. I guess, thank you for that..?

[soreloserchan]

I pushed you onto the bed, so it doesn't really count as falling, right?

[timeulcer]

..y...

You what?!