Drinking The Night Away

His head seems to pulsate as he stumbles through the doors of the bar "Heaven's Delight," tired from a long day of training he flops down on a bar stool and slams his fist on the counter. I need some fucking alcohol in the worst way, gimme something hard and make it quick keep. Needless to say Treyu was in one of his moods again, he leans his head on his hands and blocks out the world for a second to try and stop this major headache. Fucking training, those people are complete and total fags. I mean seriously... was there any reason for that fat ass to elbow me in the face? It was a fucking cheap shot. Fuck those guys, I fucking hate my job. Fuck training. Fuck pain. Fuck my fucking 23rd seat. Just fuck. He lifts his eyes up when he hears the clink of the glass against the counter, meeting the barkeeps eyes, obviously annoyed by the Shinigami that just walked in so demanding. Treyu seares at the man, who got angry and walked away, unwilling to deal yet another hard customer. Treyu picks up the glass of whatever was in front of him, not sure he wantes to know or even cares what it was, and takes a large chug. The intense burning of the liquid moving down his throat puts his anger and pain into the back of his mind. Oh fuck, thats exactly what I needed. A good drink always makes fucktards seem like less of a problem

It was dusk and the night parties were just about to begin. No real reason was present as the wind fluttered the sounds of peace, and happiness throughout the lands, everyone seemed to be happy for the most part, and life was good. This however was not the case for one girl whom was spending her time as of now walking within the Seireitei, oddly enough not within her divisions area, but rather another's all together. Feeling the need to escape from that of her normal "work load" (If you can even call it that) the girl moved into a little bar she had been known to visit when she just wished for a little peace and quiet, and to mostly escape from the others whom she viewed as whiny, and too social. It's not that she did not like the social gatherings, it's just a few of them were a little too pushy, plus it seemed that all the other people there wanted to ask annoying questions, or became even worse hammered, or when in the mood of the party.

Swinging the doors open she sighed as she inspected the place, same as ever, oh well at least I won't be bothered, for the most part. Moving towards the back end of the bar, and to the actual bar itself Yomi took a seat; far away from anyone else. Howdy. Heh a cowboy today huh? Just give me the usual you know the tab, just here to unwind is all. unwind you don't have anything to deal with anyway. he chuckled as he began preparations. Yomi smirked, well I do have to deal with you, and believe me it is far worse than hollow. You may be right there, anyway here you are, have fun with your thoughts like you always do. Raising her glass to him as he walked off to serve another Yomi stared towards the establishment as a whole. All the people within it, well the few that were amused her slightly; because they were chatting with her, but more importantly it was a moment which was nice and peaceful. Nothing to worry about, and nothing really to care for, it was her kind of time right now, and she was at peace. Well until a douche bag appears and interrupts it that is, but psh what are the chances of that happening within the next minute or two.

Treyu finishes off his third drink of the night and sighs loudly. He is very close to the point of no return, just on that line between drunk and hammered, and he feels very good. All of his madness and pain that he had built of from sparring with his lieutenant earlier today has long sense gone, drowned out by the alcohol. He looks around at the people present at the small bar when suddenly a girl passes him who catches his eye. His eyes follow her as she sits in the corner, looking like she wishes to be left alone. Holy shit look at the set on her! Now all I have do do is find a reason to talk to her... Treyu stares at the girl intently, trying to catch her eye so he can walk over there and make a move. LOOK OVER HERE! NO YOU STUPID BITCH OVER HERE! A LITTLE TO THE LEFT! Fuck... I'll just walk over there He pushes himself off his stool, stumbling as he tries to regain his balance, and moves over in the girl's general direction, running into things on the way there. Eventually he makes his way over and sits next to her, where he finally gets the acknowledgement he was waiting for. Hey there, I'm an inexperienced driver and boy do you have a lot of curves, think you can help me with the wheel?

Yomi noticed a man approaching her from the corner of her eye, and could only barely contain the sigh she was wished to express. As he sat down next to her, she just raised her eyebrows, and shifted her glass back and forth slightly. It was then that he spoke out towards her, and she just turned to stare at him in the eyes, her gaze being filled with a look of "Are you serious..." Well see I would help you out with driving, but I am part Asian, and we are just terrible behind the wheel, but tell you what I heard of a magical place where you can practice driving. It's called the mens bathroom, so you can go do whatever you wished to do with me, but just with yourself, I am sure you have enough practice to where it will last longer than the normal five seconds.

Smirking slightly as she shifted her gaze towards the counter, Yomi sighed a bit, seriously, you are drunk, and acting like an ass, and you expect me to actually wish to talk to you? Come back when you aren't ready to fall over kid, and maybe then I will actually not kick you in the jewels for being an ass. Of course you can just sit there and chat but don't expect me to listen, but meh you must already talk to yourself constantly anyway, so will be just fine sitting there.

Treyu just sits there as the girl talked on, when she finally finished talking he feels a laugh building up inside of him, and at first it comes out as a chuckle, but it soon becomes a loud, robust laugh. He laughs until his sides hurt and he can hardly remember why he is laughing. He leans against the bar for support as his laughing fit dies off and wipes the tears out of his eyes. What the fuck? You're fucking great! I can't believe you have a brain as well as a body worth looking at! Not too often you run into that combo. Now, joking aside, lets get you a real drink, not that sissy shit you're drinking. He turns and waves his arms around untill he catches the barkeeper's attention. Get this girl one of whatever the fuck you gave me. Now while we wait for the old fart to git you that drink, lets see if I can't find out what a good looking girl like you is doing in a place like this?

Well what I was doing here is relaxing, but I see that it is impossible for you to understand this in your current state. Also I don't care if what I am drinking is pussy, I have one so why would it really matter? Unless of course you are insulting me in which case then good thing I remember the Chasity belt today. Her mind wandering as the bar tender sighed as he looked towards her, and she just nodded to play along with the guy next to her.

You know it's not very nice to approach another, and not say your name especially when you are trying to actually get together with me, unless you really don't care, which is fine. I am sure that your mother didn't care either, which is why you don't care, though I guess what really did it was that your dad was an alcoholic, and he beat you when not in prison right? Oh well doesn't matter in the end it's your own choice to be a drunk ass, so goo ahead what's your next pick up line? Oh but tell me your name first so I know who to slander later on.

Ooh, sassy little bitch aren't we? Then name is Treyu, and don't you fuckin forget it. Don't you just have the best fucking attitude? I mean really girl, get drunk, live it up. Maybe it will help with the stick up your ass. At that moment the bartender brings the girl the drink he ordered for her, yet before she could even register it had been placed on the counter he had snatched it and chugged it all. It ran down his throat like fire and hit his stomach like Hiroshima on Japan. It took a moment for the alcohol to settle, and he came close to losing it all over the girl sitting in front of him. But then the effects of his fourth drink hit him, and that line he was about to cross before had been jumped over.Well fuck this shit, who the fuck does she think she fucking is? There, thats much better, you and your fucking tits didn't deserve that, now who the fuck are you and how do you get off talking to me like that? I take shit from nobody, especially little bitty girly girls

Meh I like the stick in my ass keeps people like you out, which is always a plus. I could give you my name but based off how you are drunk as a sailor I doubt you would remember it at all, and if you did I would dislike you coming after me within the barracks, would just add to the problem of me never seeing you again hmm? The bartender just sighed as the boy was now even drunker than before, and Yomi looking at him with the same face, and thoughts as him, the bartender just kept his eye upon the two of them. Yomi now trying to figure out how to respond to him, on one hand she could just kick his drunk ass out of the door with one move of her shikai, it wouldn't be hard at all really. The one problem with that would be that then everyone would know she had a zan, and that could be annoying as hell as then she would be hounded to do more jobs, and harder missions. Oh the life of a lazy person is never easy.

My "tits" don't deserve much love anyway they get annoying when I have to actually fight hollows and fend off assholes like you, but really I can talk to you like this as you are drunk as hell, and frankly won't remember most of it if any of it, so go ahead sexually harass me all you want at least I might get something out of it, while I we could all tell you, you touched a man instead tonight, and mess with your head even more. Would that be preferred or are you going to behave yourself, and not look like vomiting on me, because frankly that would be very unpleasant. Just like this conversation is already.

After a hard days work, and training with his Non Seated underlings, Lyte Finally felt it time to get a nice drink. Ploping his sword over his shoulders and hanging his arm over it, He walking into one of his favorite bars. He opened the swinging door to see several of his wings men talking and laughing, just having a good time. Most of the people inside, well, all of them, knew Lyte. Being a Lieutenant had its advantages. He grinned and waved as several of them nodded to him. Walking in he sat at a bar stool and ordered a ice cold beer.

Looking over to the comotion in the corner Lyte nodded over to the Shinigami. "who are they? Annnd, why... Are they acting so stupid?" The Barkeeper chuckled, "them? Well the girl is a usual, shes in North gate, unseated, no one special, and that kid, well he just kinda huffed in here like a douche. He said somethin about bein' 23rd seat in the west gate, but I know he aint one of your guys." He glanced over to them as he was cleaning a glass with a damp cloth, "Hehe, why dontcha go say hi? Everybody knows who you are, youre a lieutenant, go be all... Lieutenant... eee..." Lyte sighed and shook his head and flipped his sword around in his hand, "pfft, yeah yeah, alright." Hanging on to the handle he tapped his sword on his shoulder and walked over, swirling his drink in the other hand. He tapped the Shinigami on the arm with his zan, getting both of their attention. "There a problem here?"

Oh! You're being that leiutentant dood right? Yah theres a problem here, shes just being a bitch! I was all like trying to complement her, and she flat out is just being fucking rude about it. Treyu spins around in his chair to look at the lieutenant then back to look at the previous mentioned "bitch." Oh fucking shit, spinning is NOT a good idea... Treyu practically falls out of his chair and around Lyte as he tries to get to the restroom as quick as he could, the spinning having seriously compromised the stability of his stomach. He stumbles into the bathroom and throws up more or less everything his stomach had to offer, though he seriously questioned if he had actually consumed as much as he put into the toilet. Oh fuck, that felt so much better. He stands up and stumbles back, slamming into the wall behind him and whacking his head. He slumps to the floor and sits there for a moment, eyes glazed over. Treyu slowly comes to his senses and looks around, suddenly unaware of where he was. Oh boy, what has he gotten me into this time... I can tell by my inability to properly control my body that I'm drunk, I'm in some kind of bathroom at the moment... Do I dare go outside? Treyu stumbles out of the bathroom and tries to take in the surroundings as best he could with his current state of mind. He stumbles into one of the booths in the corner, on the opposite side of the bar from the bar itself, where the girl and Lyte stood just as he had left them, though he was unaware anything had happened with them. He put his head in his hands and let out a deep sigh. I hope I didn't do anything this time...

No real problem, I was just having a fun time making well fun of him, but it's what he gets for approaching me when he is wasted. Though I think was a just thing to do, I mean he was bordering upon violations, of not just the rules here. Her face looking stern as he seemed to run away from the conversation. Looking now towards the fancy pants whom approached them before she sighed slightly as she took a sip of her so called "pussy" drink. Well there fancy pants, you seem to be doing your job and regulating things, but you don't seem to be enjoying it all that much, or else you would have been a bit sterner. Sorry that was un-called for I suppose, guess I should act like I am supposed to around you huh? Oh well, guess I can't help but act like this, so excuse my personality and continue on what you were doing before I can handle that little jerk, after all he was just a mental swearing midget.

Smiling towards Lyte, she watched as Treyu approached them again, and with a bit of a smirk she spoke out towards him, so you feel better after letting it all out? Going to be able to speak to me without using the Fbomb every second of the day now hmm Treyu? I hope so or else this will just keep getting easier and easier, which is fine I guess, but boring.

Lyte chuckled a little and took "Treyu's" seat. Sipping his beer little by little he watched as the shinigami stumble back to him and the girl. He looked over to Yomi, In a normal situation, yes, formalities would be inorder, however, we are all off the job currently right? So you can talk to me however you damn well please, and its all off the record. Keep in mind though if need be I will retaliate heheh... He turned his head over to Treyu, Well well, had one to many have we? He raised his bottle, it's why I drink these and not hammer fists. Lyte grinned and raised a brow a bit looking a bit cocky.

Treyu was sulking in his corner, praying that A. his head would stop throbbing, and B. whatever his "friend" had did with him didn't come back to bite him in the ass. Suddenly, a girl yells at him from across the bar, something about the F-word and him. Oh boy, here comes the biting me in the ass part He gets up from his booth and stumbles over to her, he can't quite make out who she is, or the person sitting next to her from this distance. As he slowly makes his way over, he begins to recognize the second person. Initially he cannot put a name with the face, but then the man addressed him and suddenly Treyu recognized him and his heart stopped. Oh dear sweet God, thats the Lieutenant of the West Alpha. Please, don't tell me I did something bad, pleasepleasepleaseplease He slowly comes to stand in front of the two, who are looking at him intently, and stutters. C-c-c-can I help you two?

Meh alright if you insist, but don't say I didn't warn you, my comments can be quite rude to say the least. Looking over towards the kid as he approached them and stuttered, Yomi's eye brow was raised slightly, did this kid just stutter for no reason? Alright kid quit playing with us, it isn't fooling anyone especially me, come on where is the insulting little jerk-wad that tried to hit on me with a driving pick up line, despite the fact that I am half Asian? A sigh is all that could express what she was thinking as she then turned to gaze at Lyte.

Sir is it just me or is he attempting to fake his own trouble, this might be wrong of me to say but isn't punishment in order here? I mean failed sexual harassment is still sexual harassment, no matter how funny it is. Besides no sex was to be had so I didn't enjoy any of it, so the rape excuse goes out the window, am I right? a bit of a devilish smile was upon her face, as she looked at him, her smile slowly shifting into a face which looked like this.

But if he is this innocent, then I suppose we could let it slide, if well he isn't faking but you never know there must be some way to test it out, and find out if he is faking or not, but how..... Whatever it is we should do it to embarrass him, that might work~

Lyte shook his head and leaned back into his chair, sword in hand. "Sorry, but I didnt see anything to begin with, other than 2 idiots bashing each other in a corner, so I cannot punish what I did not see." Lyte grinned and shut his eyes as he drank the last bit of his beer. Inhaling and exhaling through his nose, Lyte seemed to relax a bit now. "So tell me Treyu." Lyte opened one eye only to look over at Yomi making a face in which "Hilarious" couldnt even describe. Smilling and giggling a bit at her face he turned back over to Treyu, "If what Yomi says is true, then why are you and her not sucking face right now? I mean hell, if it were me we'd practically be in my bedroom by now," Lyte laughed, obviously he was just joking and ment it no harm to Yomi, but to Treyu, Lyte loved messing with people like this. Well, to an extent at least.

Treyu blushed profusely as he learned of what the other one had done. I hate him!!! How could he do this again! How many times do I have to clean up the mess he made?! This time he even went as far as to misbehave in front of a lieutenant! I would totally hurt him if that wasn't self mutilation... After a few moments of considering banging his head against the counter screaming YOUR MESS YOU DEAL WITH IT! over and over, Treyu took a deep breath and began what must have been his thousandth time explaining to somebody what his condition was. Maybe I should just put a flier up for everybody to see that says something like "Treyu has problems, don't judge." I have a condition called Dissociative Identity Disorder, meaning I more or less have multiple personalities, you met my least favorite one. I am the original Treyu, there is the one you had the misfortune of coming in contact with, and there is my protector, who immerses when things get hairy. I have little to no control over what the others do, and I've been told that over time I might develop additional identities. It really gets me into some terrible situations, like the one I have stumbled into now. Speaking of which I need a drink in the worst way. The barkeeper, listening in on the conversation like any normal person would, starts to turn around and prepare the hard stuff the uglier side of Treyu had liked, luckily Treyu caught him in time And not what I had ordered before. I swear I have the worst taste in alcohol. I'll just have some wine.

Ignoring the fact that Lyte had called her an idiot along with Treyu, Yomi just looked on at the boy's spectacle, and allowed her mind to be boggled somewhat. It seemed as if he was talking about having some kind of disease, which she had never heard of, nor would like to see again if it was the case. Leaning over in her chair slightly Yomi placed her head upon the palm of her hand, and glared at Treyu, So let me get this straight, you have some of kind disease that makes it so you have not two but three different personalities? Oh this is a new one, and you might get more later on huh? So how can you be sure that this is the real you, are you really the one whom that you claim to be? It might be that in reality you are just a personality of him, and not a personality of you. Everything could be the opposite of what you are thinking, and you might be the one corrupting his body instead of your own. Is that what you are saying as that could be the real root of the problem.

Smirking a bit of an evil grin, she just tapped Lyte upon the shoulder, oh and about that sucking face comment, I just have to say that I wouldn't be caught dead sucking your face, no offense but frankly it seems to be too covered in, oh what's the word. Arrogance yes that one, no wait pride suits it more. Don't be so cocky that you can land any girl just because of rank, hell that makes me view you are worse, at least in girl logic that is, sir~ the last part was said in a bit of a mocking fashion as she sat up straight. The barkeep just responding with a bit of a laugh to his voice, Preach it, sister. Yomi raising her glass to him, just took a little swig before awaiting their responses.

"Hmm... Is that so..." Lyte raised his brow a bit and leaned back into his chair, then only to smile and laugh at Yomi's comment. The only thing in his mind he thought, Such a child... Lyte immediatly turned his attention towards Yomi and gave off an evil grin. "Okay, now hold on right there. First off, I said nothing about my rank being a form of a pick up, and second off, if you think my pride is misplaced then show me that you can beat me. You and I both know you can fight, youre a shinigami. Or perhaps youre just a dumb bitch who can only get wet and pleasure herself off of insulting others and making them feel like shit, as you were doing before my appearance. Just so we're clear though, I think my lips would cut themselves off if they had to get close to you in any form of a relation, other than proffessional." Lyte leaned back in his chair and sighed. He bobbed his head down and smirked, "And to think I almost wanted to help you... Little brat."

Oh dear, now this girl is getting into a fight with the lieutenant, how does he get me involved with these people? Treyu sits quietly and sips on his wine. Now this is what I call good alcohol. Captain Freeman sure has good taste. He turns back to the lieutenant and the girl who are still arguing about who wouldn't have sex with, make out with, or even touch who and sighed. Uhh sorry to interrupt, but the girl asked me a question.... I know I'm the original personality because in cases of Dissociative Identity Disorder only the original personality is aware of the others... Treyu once again lets out a long drawn out as they continue to argue as if they had not heard him. Not only does he get me in trouble, but he causes a huge ruckus to break out all around me. I might need more wine...

There he went on, Yomi thought as the man seemed intent upon actually taking her comments seriously. Granted this was a semi serious context, so the mistake was obvious, but still he really did prove her point slightly. Either that or he really did view it as insults, yet she had told him her humor was well, unique. Hmm I would order some milk as I am a child, but my mommy told me to only have the good stuff. I could always order it for you however, and then go pleasure myself as you have stated I do, might be fun, hell you could even watch as I am sure it's the most pussy you will ever see hmm? finish the statement with a little "tee hee" Yomi glanced over towards Treyu for but a moment as to acknowledge his little description, Hmm I see huh? Well I guess if you are you, then you are you, who really cares too much of a headache now. At least you aren't sexually harassing me, and that's always a plus. So then guess it's pleasure to meet you, and not the other you that is, sorry if you got caught up in trouble, but I must say you are one hell of a stupid drunk. Her smile shining through her own little frustration with the last comment made by Lyte.

Little brat, it was a simple term that made her feel slightly pissed off, and not in just in the joking fashion, but officially pissed off, Little brat huh? I suppose one could look at my method of speaking as being bratty, but if you knew half of what I have to go through day in and day out, you might just understand where my humor comes from, and my reasons for it. Granted my good sir I did not give you much to go off of by being rude, but in a sense it was meant as a jester of silliness really. Though I understand that if you yourself cannot take a joke then it is fine by me, I shall only address you on official terms, and we shall go no further, after all I do not wish for another to be hurt by touching my lips now do I? This is besides the point however, if you wish for me to act in a more formal fashion then simply ask and I shall abridge, if you wish to have a good time, and learn to go with my humor than simply ask, but under no circumstances shall I change my inherent nature to make another feel happy, you have to choose how I treat you is all, or rather how I shall act around you as to avoid me having to deal with those whom I wish to vanish from my sight.

Lyte sighed and shook his head. You know... You talk too much. Lyte stood and put his half drank bottle on the table nest to him. He gripped his sword hilt and nodded to Yomi and Treyu saying good-bye. You know, maybe on a later date this might actually be fun, but as of now, I have no tollerance, or patients for hearing you blab on and on about what a struggle your life is. Everyone has their problems. Its how you deal with them that makes who you are. I sudgest you think about that before you speak to me next. And before either of them had enough time to respond, Lyte turned and waved goodbye. He walked out the bar doors and didnt turn back or listen to hear if Yomi, or Treyu, had something to say about his comment. He sighed again as he walked out into the darkness of the SS, Why is it always me who gets stuck with all the crazy bitches? He smirked and laughed abit to himself and then was gone.

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Well that could have gone a lot better... Why do things go downhill so quickly when alcohol and I mix? Treyu hardly notices as the Lieutenant walks briskly out the door, obviously done with dealing with the two misfits who now sit in awkward silence at the bar, sipping on their drinks. I definitely do not have enough alcohol in my system to deal with this. I really wish I could bring up the other one just for situations like this... Uhhh, moving on from that... I don't believe I ever caught your name, I believe you have mine, I suppose its only fair that I know the name of whoever I shared this Ahem lovely evening with. Treyu sits there waiting for a response for a few minutes before he decides she is still brooding over the fact that the Lieutenant walked out on their argument over grown up topics. He turns and begins to make small talk with Captain Freeman, who owns the bar. Treyu talks to the Captain for awhile about this and that, discussing different alcohol, what major events where coming up in the Soul Society, and Treyu even manages to talk the Captain into some possible help in training in the future, as Treyu was tired of Parker fighting dirty. Eventually Treyu turns back to the purple haired girl once again. You really don't like Lieutenant Lyte do you? Are you seated under him? I must say you shouldn't get so worked up over so little...

Yomi pretty much ignored his little speech to her, after all he didn't really know her enough to say such things, and it was mostly moot anyway, as she already knew all of that, it's just some people well some people didn't like to make it known that they were actually different from how they acted; Yomi being one of these people. Huh? Oh well if you wish to know my name, it's Yomi, nothing really special, at least I don't think it is. Though it is nice that you are actually nice right now, and not trying to hit on me, and though it was entertaining, it was also annoying at the same time, and got me into a fight with that guy. Also I don't really care if he is a lieutenant or not he needs to learn to not really judge people by the... oh wait I did that to him never mind, don't want to sound like a hypocrite.

Sighing slightly as she tried to let out a bit of a smile, Yomi got up from her seat, and stretched a bit, Yeah, but I guess my problem is that well I have too much on my mind right now. Though still no excuse to be a bitch to others I suppose, just my sense of humor getting the best of me. Also it might help to explain why I am making so little sense right now, so if you wish to chat more we can do it on a later occasion when I am not worried about all sorts of things, then why not come over to the north barracks, might be hard to find me because I am just a nobody, but y'know I am sure you can figure it out. Just don't invite any ass hats, or else I might get in trouble for kicking another guy in the balls again. With that she just gave him a bit of a smirk, paid her due, and walked over of heavens delight, making her way back towards Rukongai to meet with another person, or rather persons, but that is a story for another thread.

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And then there was one. Treyu lets out a big sigh as Yomi walks out the door, quickly downing what was left of the glass of wine he had. Oh lord this night couldn't have gone worse, not only did I manage to meet a purple haired girl that has the temper of my least favorite person, myself. But I also have managed to get a Lieutenant involved in a situation that pissed him off to the point that he stormed out of the bar. I think one more glass of wine and I'm done for the night. Treyu orders another glass of wine from Captain Freeman and spends the next half hour engaging in light conversation that anybody other than him would have shot themselves before doing. Well Captain, hopefully I can swing by your practice field and take you up on that training offer. Until then. Then with a nod, Treyu walks across the quaint little bar and into the night.
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OOC: Thread complete and locked, thanks for the fun guys