Getting Drunk on Life...and Alcohol [Nari]

Saori's home? Business? What was Brooke talking about? Alaster still had trouble recalling the events of last night. Did something happen? Whatever it was, Alaster doubted that it was good news. Still, Brooke had not done anything for him to see her as an enemy. Not yet, at least. Sighing, Alaster decided to see just what it was that Brooke wanted. "Very well. I go get ready now. I don't really know what this is about, seeing as last night is still hazy for me, but I'll be there. Just don't try anything stupid, Brooke."

After ending the call, Alaster made a small and quick breakfast of cereal, milk, and a glass of orange juice. Afterwards, he sat down in the couch for twenty minutes, hoping his headache would soon lessen, if not go away entirely. After his short rest, Alaster got his things and headed out to wait for the taxi that he had called a few minutes earlier. Once it had arrived, he got in, gave the driver Saori's address, and quietly waited for the driver to take him to his destination.

Alaster arrived to Saori's place with two minutes to spare. He knocked on her door, and upon waiting for only a few seconds, was greeted by the lady herself. She was fully clothed, which was surprising, considering that she had just woken up ten minutes ago. "Good morning, Crowley. Did you sleep well? Or at least sleep on your bed? I did tell my friend not to leave you on the floor, but he does get lazy sometimes." Saori then paused. "Oh right. Let's continue the conversation inside."

As Alaster entered Saori's small home, he chuckled. "He left me on the couch. It's close enough, right?"

Alaster was impressed. Despite Saori living alone, the place was extremely neat and tidy. Did she keep it this clean all by herself. Alaster then pushed that thought out of his head. That was not why he was here. He had come to talk business with Brooke, despite not knowing just what that business was. Speaking of Brooke...

Alaster saw her sitting on the couch. Why was she here, again? As Alaster began to wonder, a thought suddenly hit him. Did Saori and Brooke...? Alaster smiled. Bloody hell! It seemed as though they did! How sweet! Grinning, Alaster whispered in Saori's ear. "So, you and Brooke. Did something happen last night?" Saori did not need to say anything. A smile and blush had confirmed it. "Nice! So are you two a thing now, or was this just a one time deal?"

It was Saori's turn to grin. "You're here to discuss your business with Brooke, Crowley. Not mine. Now don't keep a lady waiting! It's rude, you know!"

Ah right, Saori did have a point. Alaster walked to the couch, sat down, and turned to face Brooke. "So, business. Before we talk about that though,  there's something I need to know, since most of last night is a bit of a blur to me." He held his head. The headache wasn't as bad as earlier, but it still has not completely subsided. "Just what in the hell happened?"

Alaster did not know what to expect, but he doubted anything Brooke said now would be good news for him.

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NOTES Here we go...

Alaster was right to be wary of just what Nari had in store for him. Nothing could have prepared him for what he was about to hear coming out of her lips. This day would be one that he would regrettably never be able to forget, no matter how much he really wanted to.

As he listened to Brooke's words, his smile became smaller and smaller. They had made a bet of some kind? And he lost? Suddenly, bits and pieces of that night were coming back to him. He did recall making a bet to see who could drink longer without puking. Alaster decided to be the nice gentleman and simply request to hear Brooke's real name if he won. However, she did not share that same sentiment of kindness. Oh no, she had something far more sinister in mind.

"Wait, you want me to do what?!" Oh crap. On the surface, Alaster did not seem too fazed. On the inside, however, was a completely different story.

BOLLOCKS!!!

Alaster was mentally screaming every single swear word he knew, and would not stop any time soon. What the fuck! What the actual shit! This is exactly why Alaster was a misanthrope who trusted nobody. It seemed that every time he took a liking to a person and wanted to extend the hand of friendship, they would always pay back that kindness by heating up a sharpened knife, plunging it deep into his skin, twisting the bloody thing, and pouring salt all over the wound, all while kicking him repeatedly in the dick. Was Meiko literally the only person in the world who wanted to screw him literally rather than figuratively like everyone else?

Alaster looked over to Saori in disbelief. Surely this was some sick twisted joke, right? Surely she would come help him? Unfortunately for Alaster, Saori would not be interested in saving him from his fate. "Sorry Crowley. If you don't believe her, then believe me. I was overseeing the game the entire time. You did puke first. A deal is a deal. I know you're not gonna try to weasel your way out of this. You're a man of your word, right?"

Gritting his teeth, Alaster knew that it was over for him. He had underestimated Brooke's cruelty. There was no escaping his fate. Sighing, Alaster faced Nari and spoke.

"It seems that there's no hope at all for me. Fine. You win. Satisfied with humiliating me? I guess that I was foolish to think that I could beat you, get your name, and eventually your friendship. Things just never seem to work out for me, does it?" Alaster took out his phone. "Before you send me off to my humiliation, may I request one final call before I relinquish my pride and submit myself to your whims? I just want to call the only person in the world whose opinion of me actually matters to me. Or is that too much for me to ask of you, Miss Serpentine?"

Regardless of Nari's response, Alaster called Meiko, telling his girlfriend about the events of last night, shamefully told her what he now had to do, and insisted that she doesn't come interfere in any way. It was his loss, and therefore his punishment he had to bear for his idiocy. "I just want you to know that regardless of what happens to me, your opinion will be the only one that I will ever care about. Bye, my love." Alaster hung up.

Sighing again, Alaster then looked at Nari, smiling and thinking very violent thoughts. So that's the way you want to play, is it? You damn bitch! Fine! I'm done trying to be your friend. I'm done trying to give a shit about you. Now I'll do everything within my power to make you regret the day you ever decided to cross me. I'll play nice for now, but mark my words. The day I find you to be at your most vulnerable will be the day I break you. I'll tear away your skin, break every single bone in your wretched body, feed you your own intestines, slaughter every person you ever cared about, and I'll make you watch as I do it all. And then, when all is finally said and done, I'll make you beg for me to finally end your pathetic waste of a life. But oh no! I'll take my sweet time breaking you down piece by piece. Enjoy my humiliation while you can, bitch, for I'll be sure to enjoy your complete and utter demise!

Of course, the words he chose to say aloud were far less malicious. "I suppose I'm ready now. Shall I strip here, or wait until we're outside?" It's a shame. His body was meant for Meiko's eyes only. Still, at least he had nothing to be ashamed of in that department. He was rather comfortable with his body, even though it was scarred and bruised from the beatings he took as a child. "Oh, I assume that I'm correct in assuming that you'll be escorting me? After all, how else will you be able to tell whether or not I stick to the deal?" Alaster chuckled and then winked at Nari. "I hope you enjoy the view! Do try to restrain yourself!~"

Alaster made two oaths that day. The first was that for every person other than Meiko who would stare at his naked body, Brooke would receive a thousand stabs with his knife for each one, and he was determined to keep an exact count. The second oath was that he would never drink again.

WORDS 941 TAGS Nari Shimizu
NOTES RIP Alaster's hopes, dreams, and especially his pride