It is can be drinkz tiem nao?

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

... so Near had been dragged off by one of those elf things for 'detention'. Matt snorted. This whole place was so damned weird - a school that had bars, but still handed out detention? The hell?

But they'd agreed to have a drink after the whole radio thing, so here Matt was. He lounged outside the door, smoking a cigarette and frowning. Matt wasn't sure what to think of the radio show. Near was, at the very least, a friendly acquaintance, and from the sound of things... well. What the hell had happened?

He'd find out soon enough, he figured.

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[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

I smirk. He's probably right. "But, when has anything I've done been a good idea? And, yes, I will." Probably shouldn't be reminded that some of my best plans left us ... maybe he was right...

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"When have you ever beaten me at a video game?" Matt poured himself another drink, puffing on his cigarette. "... some of your ideas haven't worked out that great. I don't want you to..." He shrugged, uncomfortable.

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

I look down, whispering, not really wanting to be heard. "It's something I need. I'm not saying forever, I'm not saying anything like that, but...I need it, Matt. And, I need you, too." To be without either of them would be hell. I couldn't endure that.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

Near doesn't want to hear what Mello's whispering. Probably some slight, some insult, reassuring Matt that the 'mistake' was over and done with.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"... okay. As long as I'm not out of the picture, right?"

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

I almost laugh. "What would I be without both of you?"

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

That got Near's attention. He turned and stared, mouth hanging ungracefully open.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

Matt laughed, playfully punching Mello on the chest. On second thoughts, he slung his arm around Mello's shoulder. "Sorry, Near," he said gravely. "Mello and I needed to have a man-to-man. A totally manly one."

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

"I thought you wanted to get beaten at Tekken," I say. I feel my face growing warm again. What the hell?

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah, but..." Matt glanced at Near. "Um... we could have a couple of drinks first though. If you wanted."

((OOC: I need to head off now - feel free to ignore Matt for a bit! XD))

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

Catching the look, Near stood abruptly. Apparently he was in the way. Without looking at either of them, he stalked off.

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

I reach out, though I don't realize it until I see my hand. "Near..." What now?

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

That was unexpected. Stopping short, Near turned to face Mello. "Yes?" he asked softly. "I thought you two were bonding."

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

"There's no game consoles here and we're not drunk yet. The whole point of playing Tekken is to do it drunk." I look at Matt and back at Near. "You don't have to leave yet." Why the fuck did I care? Only, I didn't want him leaving like that. Not yet. I wasn't satisfied with our...relationship yet.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"I'm fonder of puzzles I can touch than of video games." But Near couldn't make himself pull away from Mello's hand. He leaned in a little closer. "If you're going to decide I'm a bad idea, I'd rather not watch it happen, if that's okay." He tried to force a breezy tone.

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

I hand him a drink. "I haven't had a good idea yet, but I stick with them. You should know that. Kampai!" I swallow quickly, feeling the burn of the alcohol under the sweet of the coke. "Just hang around until we start gaming or something. Then you can go off and play with your robots if you want to."

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

That was... almost reassuring, as reassuring as Mello was likely to get. Near raised his glass and took a swallow, too large a swallow; it was much stronger than the drink Matt had fixed him earlier. He tried to hide his cough behind a smile. "I didn't say anything about robots."

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

I roll my eyes. "Robots are you favorite. They're the ones you go to when most confused." I point at him, my hand wavering. Matt mixed these strong. I wonder, as much as I can at the moment, if Near's a lightweight. He'll probably pass out long before Matt and I are ready to play video games.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"Is that how I look? Confused?" Near stepped closer, close enough to wrap his arm around Mello's waist. "I wouldn't say favorite."

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

... well, that was just - ugh. It wasn't that... obviously Matt knew Mello'd had lovers before. He'd just never been around to see them. And for it to be NEAR was just -

Matt stood up suddenly. "Shots. We should do shots." He looked at Near. "Uh, if this is your first time drinking, you might want to stick to JD."

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

Already a bit buzzed and more than a little frazzled, Near gave him a look.

"Screw that. I'm old enough to decide what I will and won't drink."

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

"First time? Shit, Matt..." But, I'm feeling nice and light already. What did Matt put in that drink.

[gamerspy.livejournal.com]

Matt frowned. "If you insist, Near, but... it's really not a good idea."

He hopped easily over the bar - it was obvious that he quite enjoyed doing that - and started rummaging around for something for them to drink.

[cardarchitect.livejournal.com]

"Is there something wrong with that?" He tightened his arm around Mello's waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. "Everything needs a first time."

Apparently being intoxicated made Near awfully touchy-feely.

[hcolleen.livejournal.com]

Why do I feel like a fucking tug-of-war rope? "Well, if he wants to play," I slur out, "let's do some Everclear, then." Strangely...I...almost like...this...I think. Fuck, what did Matt...in the drink?