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College Life	By : Nikolita Category: +S to Z > Saiunkoku Monogatari Views: 1374 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N - Italics are Seiran's thoughts. Warning for possible OOC-ness.

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The loud rock music could be heard even from outside the bar. Seiran double-checked Ensei’s handwritten message that he’d left in his dorm, and sure enough, it was the right address.

What does he want to talk about?

Ensei had been acting a little strange since Shuurei’s introduction the other night, so Seiran figured this meeting had something to do with that, although what the issue was specifically Seiran didn’t know.

Does he think I’m going to hit on his girlfriend or something? Or steal her from him?

Seiran sighed deeply as he pushed open the front door. Flashing lights and off-key voices immediately alluded to the reality that it was karaoke night at Kougarou. The little voice at the back of his head told him he was probably going to leave with a headache by the end of the night.

Damn.

Making his way inside, he quietly approached the bar area and took a seat. He sat with his back to the karaoke singers, trying to ignore the racket as much as possible.

“Can I get you something?”

Seiran looked up into the golden brown eyes of the handsome bartender, who winked at him. Seiran wasn’t impressed.

“I’ll have a glass of your house beer please.”

“Sure thing. Kouyuu, one house beer,” he called to the aqua haired young man behind him.

Kouyuu scowled at the smooth talking bartender. “You can get it yourself, Shuuei. I’m manning the register.”

"Oh sure, make me do all the hard work,” Shuuei teased as he grabbed a frosty mug from below the counter and filled it. Sitting it down in front of Seiran, the college student slid his money across the counter to Shuuei, who passed it off to Kouyuu. Seiran sipped at his beer and waited.

It wasn’t long before the man of the hour arrived at the bar, announcing his presence by slapping Seiran’s shoulder and causing him to choke on his beer.

"What the fuck man?” Seiran growled at Ensei, who only laughed at him. They had been friends for far too many years for Ensei to take him seriously.

“I’ll have what he’s having,” Ensei said to Shuuei, who nodded and filled a chilled mug for Ensei. When Ensei wasn’t forthcoming with his money, Shuuei coughed discreetlly.

“Oh that’s right, payment... um... just put it on his tab please,” Ensei said, motioning towards Seiran with his beer. Seiran, knowing better than to argue, just gave the remaining money in his wallet to Shuuei.

“Well now I’m broke, asshole, so make that beer last.”

Ensei grinned at Seiran. “Sure thing!”

They sat side by side at the bar for awhile, each man drinking their beer and listening to the caterwauling from the karaoke stage behind them. Seiran thought of asking Ensei why they were meeting at the bar, but thought better of it and decided to wait for Ensei to start the conversation.

“So,” Ensei said, breaking their silence at last. “How have you been?”

“Same as always. School blows, I’m still single, and I drink more beer than I should. The typical lifestyle of a bachelor.” Seiran paused. “How about you?”

Ensei drank the last of his beer and slammed the mug on the counter a little too hard.

“Hey watch the mug, those break you know!” Kouyuu snapped, coming forward to take the mug from Ensei before he could do damage to it. He retreated to where Shuuei was washing some other dirty glasses, and the two began whispering about something inaudible to the bar patrons around them.

“I take it we’re here because you’re not doing so hot right now?” Seiran asked his friend.

Ensei turned to face Seiran slowly, and Seiran thought he looked remarkably tipsy for someone who’d only had one beer. Then again, knowing Ensei as well as he did, there was a high possibility that he’d already consumed alcohol before coming to the bar.

“So, what did you think of the lovely Shuurei?” Ensei asked.

Seiran chose to face forward, lest Ensei see something on his face and decide to misinterpret it while being mildly intoxicated. “You got lucky man, she looks like a great girl.”

“And?”

“And what? Are you trying to get at something?” Seiran gave Ensei a suspicious look.

“Dude, I saw the look you gave her. You like her.”

“I wouldn’t touch her, Ensei. She’s all yours. I can’t help but notice pretty women when I see them, but I would never touch her.”

“Good.”

“Though, isn’t she a little young for you? We’re both in our mid-20s, and she’s still finishing up high school... you do the math man.”

“Her maturity makes up for her younger age,” Ensei insisted.

“Ensei, there are laws against jailbait. What if you got caught?” Seiran finished the last of his beer and pushed his mug away.

“No one will know if everyone just keeps their mouth shut.”

Seiran sighed. He knew Ensei wasn’t going to change his mind; he just hoped his friend wouldn’t get arrested for something inappropriate in the meantime.

“I won’t say anything,” Seiran said quietly at last. Ensei hollered and smacked Seiran on the back.

“Thanks buddy! We sure make a good couple, eh? A pretty schoolgirl with a handsome rogue like me~”

Seiran pretended to be disgusted.. “Only when you’ve shaved. Has she even seen you with all of your facial hair grown out? You look like twice your age with that scruffy-looking beard and shaggy mop, and I bet people would be even more disturbed to see you two together.”

Instead of making some smart-ass comment in reply as Seiran expected, Ensei merely laughed. “Actually, we went to the movies together one night when I was growing everything out, and someone actually thought I was her father. Pretty messed up huh?”

Seiran put his head in his hands. Only Ensei would find that funny.

“What’s her father like, now that you mention him?” He asked Ensei.

“He’s a really nice guy. Shuurei invited me over so I could meet him, and he was very quiet and respectable.”

“Does he approve of you dating his daughter?”

“He had no objections as long as I treated her right, and I of course promised I would.”

Seiran groaned. “Doesn’t sound like he knows about your reputation as a ‘lady’s man.’”

Ensei looked insulted. “Hey, I’m not that big of a pig. And besides, Shuurei’s different. I wouldn’t force anything on her that she wasn’t ready for.”

“Uh huh.”

"And if we’re going to talk about men who are popular with the ladies, how about that dorm neighbour of yours? I hear he’s got a chick in there almost every night, and that he can be heard through the walls when he’s getting busy with someone.”

Seiran shuddered. “Don’t even start. Ryuuki’s the biggest manwhore I can think of, and the dorm walls are way too fucking thin. I try not to be home a lot, or else I end up hearing way more than I want to. Sometimes I have to listen to my iPod or hang out in the kitchen so I don’t hear him.”

Ensei winked at Seiran. “You should come spend more with Shuurei and me then. We can go out together and have fun in town.”

Now there’s an idea.

Sure, I’d like that,” Seiran said, without alluding to why he liked Ensei’s idea. “Thanks for the invitation.” He glanced at his watch. “Crap, it’s getting late. I need to get back to campus. Want a ride home?”

Ensei hiccupped, then nodded. “Sure, I could use a ride. If I got behind the wheel tonight, I think I’d end up in the slammer by morning.”

Seiran pulled a small bill out of his pocket and left it on the counter. He and Ensei stood up to leave when a loud screeching sound made them wince. Turning around, nothing could have prepared them for what they saw up on stage.

“It’s... It’s my professor!” Seiran stammered. “And his teaching assistant!”

“You’re kidding me!” Ensei exclaimed. “What are they doing here?”

Up on stage, each with a mic in hand, Seiran saw Professor Reishin and his teaching assistant Kijin Kou up on stage. In the bright dance lights swirling around the bar, Seiran could see the blush of alcohol lighting their cheeks. They had an arm for support around each other’s shoulders, and Seiran guessed it was as much for support as it was just them getting caught up in the moment.

“Hajimariiiii no kaze yoooo~” they wailed. Their normally masculine voices cracked as they tried to hit the high notes, and Seiran saw at least one or two people cover their ears discreetly. Thankfully, Reishin and Kijin appeared not to notice.

Seiran headed towards the front door with Ensei in tow, thinking it was better to leave sooner rather than later. If they were spotted by a drunken Reishin, Seiran didn’t want to have to explain his friend, and he didn’t think Reishin would want to explain why he and his teaching assistant were so buddy-buddy in a bar together.

As they drove back towards Ensei’s place, with Ensei snoring lightly in the passenger’s seat, Seiran mused about the possibility of seeing Shuurei again.

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