Bonten's Advisor

Thirteen

The night continued on in the VIP room, with the executives having a blast. Karaoke continued all night long, with nearly everyone having hoarse voices now. Mikey included. Today was the first time that many had seen Mikey laugh, let alone smile. He laughed after seeing Sanzu tripping over Ran's leg, causing him to spill his drink over his own brother, Takeomi, and Mochizuki. The scene was chaotic, as Sanzu cleaned up the mess, with Mikey and the others laughing at the unsightly scene of Sanzu. 

It was a truly great night, continuing into the earlier hours of the morning. You stayed away from the alcohol, drinking only a few glasses of beer as you needed to be able to work tomorrow evening, free of headaches and being hungover. Many of the executives stayed with the beer, while Ran, Sanzu, Mochizuki and Takeomi had a drinking competition with the shot glasses and the vodka that you had provided them with earlier. Koko, Kakucho, Rindou, Mikey and you seemed to be the responsible ones for the night, making sure to take care of the drunk idiots. Sanzu stupidly attempted to swallow a pill that he had attempted to keep hidden from you. He was a little too tipsy to think straight, pulling it out of his pocket and throwing it into the air, trying to catch it with his mouth. You immediately pushed yourself off the couch and rushed towards him, and caught the pill just in time. He stood there with his eyes closed, waiting for the pill to fall into his mouth, but it never came. He opened one eye and saw your disapproving look, hands on hips. You saw his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed thickly.

"If you want to start a family, this is the first thing you should quit," you stated, staring up into Sanzu's eyes. 

"Sorry," He mumbled, sitting back down and grabbing the shot glass and continuing the drinking competition, ignoring the stares of the sober executives. 

"Family? You're not pregnant are you?" Kakucho asked.

"With his child nonetheless," Koko started. "Questionable." Laughs erupted from you, Kakucho and Rindou.

"Yeah, no I'm not pregnant." You said, taking a sip of your beer. "It would be nice to start a family in the future though."

"What about Bonten?" Mikey quickly asked, taking his eyes off his drink for a brief second, before placing it to his lips. 

"Yeah, we'll still be here, probably just not as often."

"It'll be difficult, balancing family and wor-" You cut Rindou off.

"Guys," You glanced over to the sober executives, looking each of them in the eye. "Please, it won't be for another couple of years either way. Relax~" They just gave you a raise of the eyebrow, but let it pass.

You suddenly feel your phone vibrating in your pocket. Pulling it out, you check the caller ID. It was Yuki. You didn't even bother to answer it, just let it ring once you put it back in your pocket. You grabbed your face mask from the table and placed it around your ears, wary of the piercings. "Be right back," You shuffle out the VIP room door and out into the main area, where Yuki was trying to calm down an aggressive customer.

"Why is the VIP room closed, bitch?!" He yelled, trying to climb over the counter to grab Yuki's collar. Yuki stepped back getting out of reach of his grasp. 

"Sir, please. Come back tomorrow, it'll be open then. It's just for one night," She tried to reason with him, but nothing worked. 

"I don't give a fuck!" He yelled out, grabbing one of the beer glasses on the counter and throwing it at her. You quickly ran towards Yuki, grabbing her head and tucking it into your body. You rounded your back, taking the impact of the beer glass as it hit your back. The cold alcohol dripped down the back of your suit, the glass now in smithereens on the floor. You let Yuki go, giving her an apologetic smile. You turned your head back to the aggressive man, as he splashed more alcohol into your face. You were lucky that the mask had absorbed most of the alcohol. You wiped your face with your hands, shaking out the alcohol off your hands. You turned your back to the man, ignoring his existence. Removing your mask carefully, you squeezed out the alcohol and placed it back onto your face, before turning back to face him. It felt like a moist wet towel around your face, but it was better than it being sopping wet.