Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Muraki's Baby ❯ Painted Walls and Mirrored Ceilings ( Chapter 4 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: AnimeMazokuProductions 
Flashback to what happend in that drunkend haze Watari and Tsuzuki had that created the whole mess that resulted in Murkai's preggers.
Anime/Manga: Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.23.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 425 | Status: Work In Progress
Flashback to what happend in that drunkend haze Watari and Tsuzuki had that created the whole mess that resulted in Murkai's preggers.
Anime/Manga: Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.23.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 425 | Status: Work In Progress
Part 4
*Flashback to THE MORNING AFTER!**cue the cheesy soap opera music**i like cheese!**ahem**sorry*
Tsuzuki awakened with a start, and quickly felt his head spinning from the hangover caused by excessive amounts of booze. His head throbbed with great pain and soon a wave of nausea overtook him. He stumbled to his feet, almost tripping over the limp form of the person lying asleep next to him on the futon.
"Urge, aww man, I was so wasted I went home with somebody? Hisoka's gonna kill me...again. I better get dressed and outta here..." Tsuzuki tiptoed over the sleeping body, bare ass to the world, and ran towards the adjoining bathroom to relieve himself of the sick feeling in his guts.
The bathroom was small and dark, typical for a cheap establishment of ill repute. Tsuzuki turned on the tap and splashed some cold water onto his face to refresh himself and corner his thoughts. He remembered going out last night drinking with Watari, and he remembered getting drunk...very drunk...very extremely drunk...
"Oh god, I think I gave myself alcohol poisoning..." In the mirror Tsuzuki could see that his face had managed to turn the shade of pale green, and his eyes were bloodshot and sunken in the worse manner. For once Tsuzuki could honestly say he was happy he was already dead, or he may have very well drunk himself to death last night. How he had managed to have a one night stand that was beyond his minds ability to recall.
"Better than drinking chemicals in an alcohol induced haze." Tsuzuki looked inside the shower stall to see the blond scientist sprawled out at the bottom with a bottle of sake propped up in the crook of his arm. His hair was loose and disheveled, the ribbon usually holding back the golden spirals was now being used to mop Watari's forehead with cold water. 003 hooted disapprovingly from the curtain rod.
"What are you doing in here?" Tsuzuki steadied his comrade’s arms as good as one drunk to steady another. Both took turns over the next 15minutes praying to the porcelain god, before they could stand on their own and look each other over for the first time that morning.
Watari looked up, his glasses hanging off one of his eyes. His eyes went large and a mischievous smile spread across his face. "Uhh.. My, my what are you doing in here like that" he giggled. Tsuzuki looked down and realized he was fully exposed, which caused him to blush. His hand went for the nearby towel and attempted to wrap it around his waist.
"It's ok, Tsuzu-chan, I never was interested in you in that way," he laughed. "I'm more for.. the quiet, nerdy types." 003 hooted in agreement.
"Well, what are you doing here? And speaking of here where are we?" Tsuzuki looked around the bathroom.
"Uhhhh,” Watari looked nervously around, " I have.. no idea where we are, yeah," he said quickly. Tsuzuki raised an eyebrow. "I guess I should find out where we are."
Tsuzuki peered out the door of the bathroom, Watari glancing over his shoulder and 003 perched on the blonds head. Bare bones room, but lavishly decorated wall paintings, tatami mats on the floor, and a futon in the middle of the room, piled with bright colored pillows. Typical bedroom for any ryokon in the Kyoto region, except closer inspection of the walls brought a loud exclamation from Watari.
"Oi! Tsuzuki! There are naked people having sex all over the walls...and a mirror on the ceiling! Wow...I should get one of those."
"Too much information...besides, they sound more erotic than they are," Tsuzuki mumbled.
"Hisoka made you take it down eh?"
"Yea, said he preferred not to see the weird faces he was making...blushed a lot saying that, it was cute."
"Heh, that sounds like Bon," Watari laughed.
Tsuzuki smiled at the mention of his lover.
"Hmmmm....... I tripped over someone in this pile of blankets." Tsuzuki said and pointed. Him and Watrari walked towards the pile of blankets, while 003 hovered in the air with curiosity. Getting to the blankets Tsuzuki paused, "I wonder who is in this pile?" he mused.
"No idea," Watari said automatically. "For all we know, it could be the pope."
Tsuzuki turned to Watari with a look of shock. Watari grinned. "Be serious here!"
"I am," he replied with his eyes going into McDonald arches.
Tsuzuki shook his head with disgust and sighed. "Well, there's only one way to find out who it is." He lifted the blankets and they fell out of his hands soon after.
Tsuzuki stared in horror at the expanse of snow white thigh that was exposed on the futon. The dropped blanket barely allowing minimum modesty to the sleeper that both Watari and Tsuzuki had prayed it would. The face was turned to the side on the pillow, while the rest of the body was tummy side down and sprawled wantonly about, arms flung out grasping for some blanket or someone to clutch, legs spread eagled, only the blanket kept the most embarrassing nether regions hidden. All skin showing was white enough to reflect the morning light coming in from the edges of the drawn reed curtains.
003 let out a hoot and began to fly frantically in the air.
"Oh my god....." Tsuzuki gasped out loud. "I can't believe this! What the hell happened!?" Tsuzuki put his hand to his forehead, dragging it down his face.
"My thoughts exactly,' Watari added. They quickly ran back into the safety of the bathroom.
Watari placed his hand to his chin. "Hmmm.. Judging by your behavior from this morning, you were extremely drunk..."
"Yeah, I know- Ohno! What if.......... No, I can't remember! I can't remember anything from last night! Go-"
Watari covered his companion's mouth. "Calm down Tsuzuki. We need to get out of here before the psycho murderer wakes up."
Tsuzuki closed his eyes. "yeah, you're right... Let's go."
As soon as they had agreed on this notion, they heard a moan from the other room
"Aww crap." Tsuzuki banged his already throbbing head on the wall, "why him, why him of all the drunks I could've slept with, why him?"
"He was there and willing?" Tsuzuki shot Watari a death glare.
"You are not helping..."
"Well, I do remember you and him getting into a drunken argument at the bar last night...that was when you ordered the extra round of tequila, I'm a Smirnoph kind of guy, so I didn't join in..." Watari prattled on, enjoying the sound of his own voice, so Tsuzuki reasoned at least. This morning however, he wasn't up for it.
"Anyway...."
"Ah, yes, and you two left together after I gave him a heavy dose of tranquilizer in the last beer he chugged...but I still can't recall if that was before or after you did the table dance...oh well." Watari smiled and shrugged, as if that were the most normal recall of events in the world.
“You carry tranquilizers with you when you go out?” Tsuzuki asked, not wanting to inquire further about what other lunacies he had participated in the previous night. Already he was getting more and more upset with the one he knew about already.
“I carry many potions in my jacket, just incase you know. ^.^”
“Oh god. Why didn’t you stop me!”
“I was drunk, I could barely follow you out of the club...though I don’t remember how I ended up sleeping in the bathtub, that is a mystery...” he looked off into the distance of the other room, at the sleeping figure of Muraki, snoring and looking like a cheap slut, “You think you’ll stop drinking after this Tsuzuki-kun?”
“Shut up Watari...and hand me my pants.”
A/N
MangaMazoku - hee hee, little short, interesting flashback I think. AnimeYoukai and I took a while making it I know, but Muraki was portrayed well I think! lol, i do see him as somewhat a wonton whore just a bit. lol, man-slut, but we love him deep down...or fear him! w00t
*Flashback to THE MORNING AFTER!**cue the cheesy soap opera music**i like cheese!**ahem**sorry*
Tsuzuki awakened with a start, and quickly felt his head spinning from the hangover caused by excessive amounts of booze. His head throbbed with great pain and soon a wave of nausea overtook him. He stumbled to his feet, almost tripping over the limp form of the person lying asleep next to him on the futon.
"Urge, aww man, I was so wasted I went home with somebody? Hisoka's gonna kill me...again. I better get dressed and outta here..." Tsuzuki tiptoed over the sleeping body, bare ass to the world, and ran towards the adjoining bathroom to relieve himself of the sick feeling in his guts.
The bathroom was small and dark, typical for a cheap establishment of ill repute. Tsuzuki turned on the tap and splashed some cold water onto his face to refresh himself and corner his thoughts. He remembered going out last night drinking with Watari, and he remembered getting drunk...very drunk...very extremely drunk...
"Oh god, I think I gave myself alcohol poisoning..." In the mirror Tsuzuki could see that his face had managed to turn the shade of pale green, and his eyes were bloodshot and sunken in the worse manner. For once Tsuzuki could honestly say he was happy he was already dead, or he may have very well drunk himself to death last night. How he had managed to have a one night stand that was beyond his minds ability to recall.
"Better than drinking chemicals in an alcohol induced haze." Tsuzuki looked inside the shower stall to see the blond scientist sprawled out at the bottom with a bottle of sake propped up in the crook of his arm. His hair was loose and disheveled, the ribbon usually holding back the golden spirals was now being used to mop Watari's forehead with cold water. 003 hooted disapprovingly from the curtain rod.
"What are you doing in here?" Tsuzuki steadied his comrade’s arms as good as one drunk to steady another. Both took turns over the next 15minutes praying to the porcelain god, before they could stand on their own and look each other over for the first time that morning.
Watari looked up, his glasses hanging off one of his eyes. His eyes went large and a mischievous smile spread across his face. "Uhh.. My, my what are you doing in here like that" he giggled. Tsuzuki looked down and realized he was fully exposed, which caused him to blush. His hand went for the nearby towel and attempted to wrap it around his waist.
"It's ok, Tsuzu-chan, I never was interested in you in that way," he laughed. "I'm more for.. the quiet, nerdy types." 003 hooted in agreement.
"Well, what are you doing here? And speaking of here where are we?" Tsuzuki looked around the bathroom.
"Uhhhh,” Watari looked nervously around, " I have.. no idea where we are, yeah," he said quickly. Tsuzuki raised an eyebrow. "I guess I should find out where we are."
Tsuzuki peered out the door of the bathroom, Watari glancing over his shoulder and 003 perched on the blonds head. Bare bones room, but lavishly decorated wall paintings, tatami mats on the floor, and a futon in the middle of the room, piled with bright colored pillows. Typical bedroom for any ryokon in the Kyoto region, except closer inspection of the walls brought a loud exclamation from Watari.
"Oi! Tsuzuki! There are naked people having sex all over the walls...and a mirror on the ceiling! Wow...I should get one of those."
"Too much information...besides, they sound more erotic than they are," Tsuzuki mumbled.
"Hisoka made you take it down eh?"
"Yea, said he preferred not to see the weird faces he was making...blushed a lot saying that, it was cute."
"Heh, that sounds like Bon," Watari laughed.
Tsuzuki smiled at the mention of his lover.
"Hmmmm....... I tripped over someone in this pile of blankets." Tsuzuki said and pointed. Him and Watrari walked towards the pile of blankets, while 003 hovered in the air with curiosity. Getting to the blankets Tsuzuki paused, "I wonder who is in this pile?" he mused.
"No idea," Watari said automatically. "For all we know, it could be the pope."
Tsuzuki turned to Watari with a look of shock. Watari grinned. "Be serious here!"
"I am," he replied with his eyes going into McDonald arches.
Tsuzuki shook his head with disgust and sighed. "Well, there's only one way to find out who it is." He lifted the blankets and they fell out of his hands soon after.
Tsuzuki stared in horror at the expanse of snow white thigh that was exposed on the futon. The dropped blanket barely allowing minimum modesty to the sleeper that both Watari and Tsuzuki had prayed it would. The face was turned to the side on the pillow, while the rest of the body was tummy side down and sprawled wantonly about, arms flung out grasping for some blanket or someone to clutch, legs spread eagled, only the blanket kept the most embarrassing nether regions hidden. All skin showing was white enough to reflect the morning light coming in from the edges of the drawn reed curtains.
003 let out a hoot and began to fly frantically in the air.
"Oh my god....." Tsuzuki gasped out loud. "I can't believe this! What the hell happened!?" Tsuzuki put his hand to his forehead, dragging it down his face.
"My thoughts exactly,' Watari added. They quickly ran back into the safety of the bathroom.
Watari placed his hand to his chin. "Hmmm.. Judging by your behavior from this morning, you were extremely drunk..."
"Yeah, I know- Ohno! What if.......... No, I can't remember! I can't remember anything from last night! Go-"
Watari covered his companion's mouth. "Calm down Tsuzuki. We need to get out of here before the psycho murderer wakes up."
Tsuzuki closed his eyes. "yeah, you're right... Let's go."
As soon as they had agreed on this notion, they heard a moan from the other room
"Aww crap." Tsuzuki banged his already throbbing head on the wall, "why him, why him of all the drunks I could've slept with, why him?"
"He was there and willing?" Tsuzuki shot Watari a death glare.
"You are not helping..."
"Well, I do remember you and him getting into a drunken argument at the bar last night...that was when you ordered the extra round of tequila, I'm a Smirnoph kind of guy, so I didn't join in..." Watari prattled on, enjoying the sound of his own voice, so Tsuzuki reasoned at least. This morning however, he wasn't up for it.
"Anyway...."
"Ah, yes, and you two left together after I gave him a heavy dose of tranquilizer in the last beer he chugged...but I still can't recall if that was before or after you did the table dance...oh well." Watari smiled and shrugged, as if that were the most normal recall of events in the world.
“You carry tranquilizers with you when you go out?” Tsuzuki asked, not wanting to inquire further about what other lunacies he had participated in the previous night. Already he was getting more and more upset with the one he knew about already.
“I carry many potions in my jacket, just incase you know. ^.^”
“Oh god. Why didn’t you stop me!”
“I was drunk, I could barely follow you out of the club...though I don’t remember how I ended up sleeping in the bathtub, that is a mystery...” he looked off into the distance of the other room, at the sleeping figure of Muraki, snoring and looking like a cheap slut, “You think you’ll stop drinking after this Tsuzuki-kun?”
“Shut up Watari...and hand me my pants.”
A/N
MangaMazoku - hee hee, little short, interesting flashback I think. AnimeYoukai and I took a while making it I know, but Muraki was portrayed well I think! lol, i do see him as somewhat a wonton whore just a bit. lol, man-slut, but we love him deep down...or fear him! w00t