Mortal Kombat: The Three Titans

Chapter Fourteen: Intoxication

-Bi-Han's POV- I watch Kuai sip at his wine as we all sit on the floor in the library. I'm beginning to feel the alcohol take affect, making me feel better.
The fireplace in front of us is almost a little too hot, but we ignore it.

Hanzo is already on his second glass, and that's how we both find out that Hanzo can ramble on and on while under the influence.
"And you know what else sucks about being immortal?" He hiccups, knocking his first empty glass over on the rug. "Everyone thinks you'll solve their problems! They do realize I'm not some genie who can just snap my fingers and everything is fixed!"

"Mmm....tell me about it..." Kuai muses. Apparently, he's a happy drunk, which is a very stark contrast to his edgy attitude when sober.
I find this greatly amusing.
Kuai is laying on his side, his cheeks already pink. He suddenly snorts out a giggle.

"Wh-what's so funny?" I sniff.
"J-just me being silly! Look at me! I look like -hic!- some kinda warlord!" He cracks up, burying his face into the fancy pillow to muffle his laughter.
"Why is Kuai all bubbly?" Hanzo asks, somewhat sobering up.
"I dunno, but I like it..." I admit, a mischievous grin on my lips. "Kuai, you look like a medieval...c-cute little bean..." I slur, which only makes Kuai giggle harder.

"What did you call me...?" He asks, lifting his head up with tears of laughter flowing down his cheeks.
"Aw, you heard me." I can't tell if he's blushing due to embarrassment or because he's drunk.
I crawl over to him in a clumsy way, nearly getting on top of him.

"Watcha doing?" He smiles, groggily reaching up and nearly scratching my cheek with his silver claws.
I don't answer, simply leaning down.
Kuai shrieks out a laugh when I kiss his face a few times drunkenly. "B-brother...!" He chokes out between laughter.
"Noooo...." He giggles under me, putting his hood up in an effort to block me.

"I know you still love this..." I croon, sobering up as I grip his wrists to pin him down, not that he's putting up much of a fight.
"Fight!" Hanzo yells, and I hear him shatter a glass on the floor. "I demand blood to be shed!"

"Tone it down there, Julius Caesar," Kuai snickers.
"Oh. We'll fight, all right." I whisper.
"I just thought of something dumb..." Kuai muses, reaching up to play with my hair.
"What is it?" Hanzo asks, laying on his stomach while his chin rests on a pillow.
"What if...-hic!- s-since we're gods...we joke 'round? Y'know...act like little kids? I'm gonna be my own...kinda princess..." he giggles softly. "I'm gonna call you Sailor Neptune..."

"What did Kuai just say?" Hanzo hiccups.
"Something about being a princess...or something." I groan, getting off of him.
"No..stay here, big brother!" He whines in his drunken state.

I roll my eyes, laying next to him. "Okay, calm down, Princess Moon."
He hugs my arm tightly, his cape a crumpled mess beside him. "I like that. Princess Moon...'s gotta nice ring to it..."
With half open eyes, I see Kuai nod off, breathing gently.

"This is the happiest I've ever seen him in years." I say, looking at Hanzo. The other man smiles, looking tired as well. Looks like we can't really handle alcohol well. Knowing I can't move from my spot, I kiss Kuai's forehead tenderly, then drape my silver cape over him, and finally nod off as well.
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-Kuai's POV- I wake up feeling drunk still.
"Bi-Han," I nudge him awake. "Get up. You said we'd keep playing that sailor thing..." He jolts awake, then winces and rubs his head.
I hiccup, then cover my mouth. He looks at me with a grin, then kisses my cheek. "Morning, Princess Moon..."

I giggle for what is probably the millionth time tonight. "Morning, Sailor Naptune..." I tease back, still feeling a bit tipsy. "Oh?" He tilts his head with a sly grin. "And what would that make Hanzo?"
I sit up, seeing Hanzo still asleep on the floor.
"Hmm..." I narrow my eyes. "Sailor Mars...?"

Bi-Han laughs. "Fitting." With a yawn, I lay back down, then let out a small squeak in surprise as Bi-Han ruffles my hair. I cover my mouth in shock, cheeks burning. "Awww..." He croons. "You're so cute!"

"I am not cute!" I snap back in a joking way.
"You're a cute medieval bean, dang it." He snickers.
The resulting sound I make is a cross between a laugh and gasp. I don't know if I should feel insulted or impressed.
"Come on," Bi-Han yawns, sitting up. "We should get ready to go to your temple soon."
Anxiety suddenly sinks into my stomach.

They'll both need to see my temple first. They will see my grieving room for Kana....How will they react? Will they be mad at me for not letting go of the past? Or will they understand and try to reassure me?