| Who sleeps in Tasuki's Bed? by Keiko |
| Whoa, all I gotta say is: this is a weird story... I was up late one night, I couldn't sleep, and the title was just running around my brain like crazy. So finally I got up outta bed and started writing the story based on the title. It seemed like fun at the time, but the next morning I read it over and I hated it. So, tell me what you think after you're done. Standard disclaimers apply, there's shonen ai in this story, Chichiri/Tasuki, and Nuriko/Hotohori. ~ ~ indicates thought |
| It had been great party. Everyone had gotten royally drunk, especially Tasuki, but not to the point that they would mind a few more cups of sake. So, when midnight rolled around, everybody began to disperse, each going off to their respective beds with bottles of liquor under their shirts. Tamahome and Miaka sniggered as they made off with a bag of junk food for Miaka to munch on. Hotohori nuzzled Nuriko as they sauntered towards the gardens. Mitsukake had long since put Chiriko to bed, since even the young boy had a few drinks in celebration of the miko's birthday. Chichiri had disappeared around his twentieth bottle of sake. Only Tasuki remained. Tasuki looked around blearily, noting the broken bottles and the remains of the food table, after Miaka had launched herself at it. It was getting chilly in the banquet hall, so he snatched a few bottles of sake, and headed back to his room. As he passed the gardens, sounds of drunken giggling could be heard from behind a bush. ~Sheesh, you��d think they'd be more discreet, with Hotohori being the emperor and all.~ Tasuki continued on towards his room. He shut the door behind him, stumbled to the table, and tried to put all the bottles on the table, which seemed to split into two right before his eyes. He slumped into a chair against the wall, barely avoiding slamming his head on the wall. ~I should really get to sleep...~ he thought. He raised his head, and looked at his bed. That was when he snapped out of his drunken stupor. There was someone sleeping in his bed. In the darkness, it was hard to make out the person's features. He cautiously got out of the chair and sneaked towards the bed. He squinted his eyes and tried to focus his eyes. The person looked like... ��Chiriko?!�� Tasuki blurted out in surprise. The young boy was sleeping soundly in his bed, even snoring lightly from time to time. Tasuki began to feel pissed. Now he had no bed to crawl to after his drinking binge. And what was Chiriko doing in his bed? He stood there, confused and angry, until he remembered that Mitsukake, who had quite a bit to drink himself, had been the one to carry Chiriko to bed. Well, that explains it... However, that still didn't solve the problem. There was only one bed in his room and he wanted to sleep in it, which meant Chiriko had to go. ��This is all Mitsukake��s fault...�� Tasuki muttered. Suddenly he had a brilliant idea. He reached out and grabbed Chiriko by the scruff of his neck. *********************** Mitsukake was sleeping quietly in his bed when something heavy fell on top of him. Or rather, someone. ��'ey, tha hurt!�� a childish voice protested. Tasuki had thrown poor little Chiriko on top of him, knocking him awake. Mitsukake sat up, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Chiriko scrambled off him, and sat back in the middle of his bed, looking slightly indignant at being treated like a baby. ��Ha! Tha'll teach ya to put ��im in someone else's bed!�� Tasuki pointed at Mitsukake. Mitsukake merely looked confused. ��But I put him in his room...�� ��No you didn't! You were drunk and put him in my room, in my bed!!�� ��Oh...�� During all this, Chiriko had fallen asleep again, curled up against Mitsukake's leg. After Tasuki left, Mitsukake looked down at the sleeping boy, shrugged, and went back to sleep. Tasuki was back at his table, finally getting down to the business of drinking. He relaxed slightly, and jumped straight up again as Tamahome crashed into his room with something in his hands. Tamahome made a beeline for the bed and slumped onto it. He lifted up the bag in his hands and said, without looking up, ��Here's the food you wanted, Miaka.�� Tasuki could only gape as Tamahome started to snore loudly. A vein popped in his forhead. He reached for his tessen. ��Rekka Shinen!!!!�� ��Itaiiiii!!!!!�� ��Get out of here, you bastard!!! That��ll teach you to sleep in my bed!!!�� As Tamahome ran out of the room screaming, Tasuki huffed and slammed the door behind him. His jaw hit the floor a minute later as Hotohori and Nuriko opened the door, embraced in each other's arms, still drunk. He stared in disbelief as the two lovers fell into his bed, kissing wildly. He could hardly use his tessen on the emperor. There was only one thing to do. Tasuki quickly went outside and drew a bucket of water from the well. He didn't care that his bed would get wet, he only wanted the two lovebirds out of his room. Hotohori and Nuriko gasped and blinked as the cold water hit them in the face. ��Where...? How...?�� Nuriko stuttered. Tasuki narrowed his eyes at them, ��You're in my room, and unless you get out of here, you two are going to get very fried.�� The two clambered out, running as fast as they possibly can while drunk. Tasuki took a deep breath to calm himself. ~I just threatened the emperor... oh god, I'm going to so dead tomorrow...~ He turned to his dripping bed. This won't do at all, I don't want to sleep in water. He thought for a minute, and then took his tessen, and flamed the air above his bed. The bed sheets quickly dried, heated by his fire. Tasuki sat down and drank straight from the bottle, slipping back into a state of total drunkenness. Just then, the door opened again. Tasuki sat up, and then back again as he watched Chichiri lurched into the room. ��Where've you been? I've been waiting forever.�� Tasuki remarked quietly. Chichiri looked around and spotted him. He tripped his way over to the table, took off his mask, and took a swig from one of the bottles. ��I got summoned by Taitsu-kun during my twenty-fifth bottle of sake...�� Tasuki shuddered at the thought of the Creator's face. ��What did the old hag want?�� ��...sake...�� ��...she summoned you just so she can drink?�� ��I left before she could get drunk.�� Chichiri sighed with relief at the thought of the narrow escape. Just then, Miaka wandered into the room, eyes blurred with liquor. ��Tamahome? Where's my food? I'm sooooo hungry... I want to eat a burger, or a pizza, or spaghetti would be good too... or...�� She wandered out again, leaving Chichiri staring in bewilderment, and Tasuki looking as if he had a huge headache, which was probably the case. ��I guess stupid obake-chan never made it back to their room...�� Chichiri turned to look at Tasuki, ��You know what's going on?�� Tasuki stood up and stretched, then made his way over to the bed. Chichiri followed him. ��You'd never believe what happened.�� Tasuki yawned and crawled into bed after undressing. ��I came in after the party and found Chiriko sleeping like a pig in my bed. Stupid Mitsukake put him to bed here instead of in his own room. I guess he was too drunk to tell the difference.�� Chichiri squirmed his way out of his clothing and crawled into bed next to Tasuki. ��And then Tamahome smashed his way in here, thinking it was he's and Miaka's room. Apparently Miaka sent him back to the banquet hall to get more food, and he got lost on his way back.�� Tasuki grinned, showing his fangs. ��I flamed him out of here.�� Chichiri smiled and leaned against Tasuki. ��After that, Hotohori and Nuriko came in, thinking it was their own room. They started to make out on my bed, so I threw water on them and threatened to flame them.�� Chichiri looked up at Tasuki, ��You threatened the emperor?!�� Tasuki grimaced, ��Hopefully, they won't remember what happened tomorrow.�� Chichiri chuckled, ��How much did you ave to drink?�� ��Not as much as you,�� Tasuki retorted, ��you have a higher alcohol tolerance than I expected.�� Chichiri blew out the candles and the two snuggled down next to each other. ��We're going to have a huge hangover tomorrow.�� Chichiri remarked. *********************** And indeed they did. As did everyone else. Chiriko groaned, ��I'm never going to have another drop of sake.�� He couldn't remember how he'd ended up sleeping next to Mitsukake. However, the back of his neck hurt... Tamahome had woken up next to a tree, which he had banged into the night before while running away from Tasuki. Miaka's stomach had kept everyone in the palace awake with its loud rumbling, with the exception of the seishis, who had slept through it all. Hotohori and Nuriko woke up in the garden, sneezing and with their clothes damp. At breakfast, everyone moaned with their respective hangovers. Nuriko opened his mouth, ��I had the strangest dream last night... I dreamt that Hotohori-sama and I were in Tasuki's room and he threatened to flame us...�� Hotohori nodded, ��Weird, I had that dream too.�� Tasuki sweatdropped. ~So...they do remember...~ ��For some reason, I woke up in Mitsukake-san's room.�� Chiriko mentioned. ��And I woke up next to a tree.�� ��I woke up hungry...�� Everyone fell silent. Then, in unison, ��What happened last night?�� Mitsukake didn��t seem to remember what had happened either, so Tasuki wisely kept quiet. Back Main K & K |