"H.. Hey.. You're doin' it wrong, numbskull! Like this!" Kaori argued for no particular reason before they kissed again, more intimately. Her mind was absolutely warped right now, but she could make out a little of what was happening. Behind the drunk chick was a really pissed off and reluctant Kaori, but that voice of good sense was blurred out by the sakè intake...

Sure enough as the night was always destined to go, Kaori started dragging the sheets over herself and Yomi. If they were sober, it might be for warmth - they weren't that bothered about it. But when you add alcohol to the equation~... Oh, this was going to be hell in the morning, and not just because of the monster hangovers!