The Happy Birthday To Me Chronicles

A Party It Was

A Saioma Fanfic

I couldn't help but scrunch up into my social anxiety state, which was getting all scrunched up and not speaking to anyone, nervously laughing and wishing to leave as soon as I could. Everyone seemed to be having their own kind of fun while I was just...suffering. "Hey Saihara-kun...let me get you something to drink." Akamatsu handed me a shot glass full of clear liquid.

"What's this?" I asked, taking the glass with a strong smell from her hands. "Vodka. Figured you'd need something strong to help get into the mood, right? I mean, being at this kind of party, you can't really be comfortable, huh?" I smiled and downed the liquid, letting the taste burn my throat. I coughed a bit and my eyes watered, but it wasn't horrible. "Now just let your body loosen up, okay? Let's just hope you're not a light weight, huh?" Akamatsu giggled and left to go enjoy the party. I looked around, trying to spot someone else I knew. It wasn't a bad thing that Iruma and Akamatsu were here together, but they hadn't told me if they planned to bring another friend that wasn't me and when Iruma tried to bring Kiibo, he had declined. Who did she bring now that I think about it?

I kept scanning the room until I saw Oma talking with random people. She brought Oma-kun?! That's...kind of surprising, but they are relatively good friends. I stood up a little shakily and stumbled over to Oma, feeling my body a little bit lighter than it was a few seconds ago. Oma noticed me coming and smirked, excusing himself from the girls he was talking to. "Why if it isn't my beloved Saihara-chan. Not unexpected that Akamatsu-chan would choose you to come with her. What brings you over here by me? Did ya miss me?" Oma smiled and batted his eyelashes, that weren't that long but naturally curled.

"I...wanted to talk...to someone...I know..." My words slurred and my vision was a little fuzzy. Oma obviously noticed. "Saihara-chan? You're drunk aren't you? You don't even smell that badly of alchohol you light weight.. Come on." Oma slung me around his shoulder and walked me to the VIP section. How is he admitted into VIP? He sat me down, then sat beside me. I felt my body swaying so I rested on his shoulder, making him stiffen. "Just lay down idiot. You need to relax and let the alchohol fade away." He pulled me down onto his lap and started running his hands through my hair. I could feel all the heat in my body rush to my face and my vision was blurrier. I closed my eyes and savored the sensation of Oma-kun's fingers. They tickled my scalp like a mother when she massaged her child's tired head before bed.

"Sleep Saihara-chan...you're gonna have a nasty hangover if you don't." I smiled and pulled myself up to Oma's face by his scarf and I licked his lips. He pushed me back onto his lap, holding his lips. "What the hell?! Saihara!" Oma was fierce but his face was pink. I pulled myself up again and pecked him on the lips, then went back down. He sighed and hid his face. "I'll except it because you're drunk, but next time, make sure you don't reek of alchohol."

I snickered and slurred. "I thought....you said....It...didn't smell that...bad?" Oma frowned and looked into my eyes with his purple ones. "I lied little one." He kissed me a little and closed my eyes, humming a song I didn't know.

33 more days till my birthday~!