omg fffffooooooooooooood

"What te hell s it." Akki asked. Her nose pickig up a odd smell.

Kisho laughed, "Just try it, trust me. You'll like it." he still held out the container, containing the potent substance he had just drank a moment ago.

Akki took a small. HEr throat felt warm before it felt ik it was engulfed n flames. "you are the devil." Akki looked overly calm befoe suck a a few orang complely dry.

Kisho took the bottle from her, "Whoa. Easy with that, that stuff will mess you up." he said, capping the empty bottle back up and putting it away in his satchel. "Hey, have you drank before?" he asked, concerned. If she hadn't, she was in for one hell of a night.

ooc:she took a lil sip than drank orangejuice from oranges.

"Yesthan spit th foul beer out, I have had wine though." Akki stood. Walked to a fridge. Openi a bottl. Than chuggedt to the half point. The flame finnaly killed.

Kisho laughed, "Wow. I don't mess with that stuff, it's for girls." he said, going into his satchel and grabbing the bottle of whiskey he used to fill up his canteen. He uncapped it and took a swig, wiping his mouth. "This is the good stuff." he said, showing her the bottle of No. 7 Jack Daniels Whiskey. "Imported from America. You can't beat it." he smiled, taking another swig.

"I'll stic to he fancy stuff imported from france." Akki said takeing another gulp of red wine.

Kisho laughed, "You do that." He gulped down another couple of mouthfuls. In an instant he was drunk, loosing his mind again. He giggled for no reason, sitting on the couch. He looked at the girl next to him, his mind swimming in the intoxicating liquid. "You know what?" he said, his voice a different tone completely, "Your pretty." he giggled some more, taking another swig.

"You know what your drunk." Akki luahged. Chuggng some wine.

Kisho gulped in air, once. He shook his head sluggishly. "Nah. I ain't drunk." then he took a moment to think about it, the little amount his brain allowed him to think. "You know what? I think you's is right." he laughed, struggling to cap up the whiskey bottle and put it on the table.

"ant some help." Akki said fhinishing her wine cooler.

Kisho giggled as he stared at his whiskey bottle. He turned his body to Akki and smiled at her, "Gimme a kiss, sweetheart." the drunk 15 year old leaned forward, puckering up his lips.
The boy had no clue what he was doing, his mind swimming in the poisonous liquid. It seemed his whole body was numb and his throat was still burning like a flame. Even his eyes lost their sly and cunning gleam, replaced by a dull and stupid looking gaze. His green eyes were slow, sluggish, and dumb. As were the rest of his body movements, dulled by the drink he had consumed.

In hell was akki getting slobbered. She grabbed kooper and pressed his nos aginst Kisho;s achool covered lips.

Kopper's paws began to flail, his claws scoring numerous marks on his friend's drunk lips.

Kisho back up, not because of the pain, but because of something else. He shot up and stumbled as fast he could to the bathroom. Loud grunts could be heard as the young man vomited out the toxic drink he had. Once it had stopped, the toilet was flushed and Kisho lay in the bathroom with his back up against the wall. He was slowly regaining himself, but it wouldn't be until morning he was himself.

Kopper padded into the bathroom, staying a safe distance away from his friend, knowing better than to see him when he was drunk. He would stay here and wait to help him out. Either that or that female that Kisho liked so much could help the poor kid to a bed.

Akki grabbed him uner he armpit than dragged him into her bed. he moved him over to the wall side. She slipped into her pj's. Kissing Kisho's forehead she went to sleep.

Kisho slept, his mind clouded as he received haunting nightmares about his mother. Constantly rolling back and forth in Akki's bed, he ended up sitting upright, his sober mind throbbing with pain as he learned about his surroundings. Akki was sleeping with him, in her bed. We didn't- No. She wouldn't do that. The second observation he gathered to back that thought up was the taste of vomit in his mouth. He must have passed out and she brought him into her bed. "Well that was nice." he whispered to himself, climbing out of bed. He found himself in the bathroom, brushing his teeth and splashing water in his face. He looked at his reflection in the mirror.
A tired looking teenager with dim lighted green eyes and dulled face features looked back at him. Turning around, Kisho knew he was experiencing another hangover. "Great." he sighed. Reaching into the medicine cabinet, he grabbed two pain pills and swallowed them whole. He sat down on the couch, looking at the mess he'd made.
Some whiskey had spilled, forming a puddle on the ground. The whiskey bottle was on it's side, capped up on the table. His coat and satchel thrown on the couch. He felt the scratches on his lips, done from Kopper. Wonder what happened there...

Akki sat up and looked over to him and yawed softly.

Kisho heard Akki from in the living room. Spotting in her bedroom he simply said, "Go back to sleep." as he looked back around at his pitch black surroundings. Even his raccoon was slumbering.
He looked back at the table, seeing an empty bottle of wine. Akki... he thought, remembering himself saying something about the substance as he drank his own alcohol.

Akki nodded befoe looking at the time it was 6 "Oh my god school." She gasped.

Kisho looked at her, shocked as her voice hurt his throbbing head. "I don't go to school." he said, trying to change his clothes. He was down to his boxers and he hoped to go she didn't turn on any lights. The pitch black surroundings would do him just fine. Until he got some clothes on, anyway.

"Ive seen you there a few times before. WE're in the same class."

"Yeah, that was a long time ago. When I actually felt like going." he said, grabbing a pair of sleeping pants to put on.

THan when is that you see that group of friends of yors." Akki yawned. Unplugging her cloack before it went off.

Kisho looked through the darkness, "Are you serious? They live in the same neighborhood as me. Why do you think I chose that street to live on out of all the other places I could've grabbed?" he questioned, thinking of putting on a shirt, but refusing it. He was tired and wanted to go back to sleep.

"I don't live there remember."Akki siad laying down.