Let's Get Drunk (Open)

"Nah, Goru is still eight. And Satoshi is probably taking his nap now, so he'd probably look like crap. He takes over his great-granddad." He chuckled and led the way. "Well, come on."

Kikisu followed, a smile on her face. When they got there, Satoshi was NOT taking a nap. "Oh, uh, hello."

Satoshi had just woken up. He growled, his hair all messed up, his pyjama bottoms tied loose around his hips. He had his father's body, but less tall. His eyes were red but his hair would usually be spiked to the back. "Dad, it's not even noon....dammit." He shuffled over to the fridge and drank milk from the carton. "Yo," he greeted sleepily to Kikisu. He leaned his hip against the kitchen counter and yawned.

"Kiddo, this is Kikisu Uresueai, your mom's ex-teammate. Kikisu, my son, Satoshi."

Kikisu smiled. He had Aiden's rocking body. "Hello Satoshi." Kikisu turned to Aiden. "That's right, we did meet when she was my teammate. Heh, that was a weird sleep over."

"You interrupted me from banging her," he grumbled. "She thought I was a stalker! Me!"

"Dad, you are," Satoshi pointed out. He drank more milk and licked his milk moustache. "Nice meeting ya, Kikisu," he said, having the milk wake him.

"Hey, how was I supposed to know? She never told me about you." Kikisu said, giving Aiden a big hug. "And, you kinda are still a stalker."

"... I no longer stand outside the bathroom door when Toshi showers. Besides, that was just to make sure she was okay."

"Dad. You were peeking." Satoshi chuckled and scratched his chest.

"Wow, ok Aiden. T.M.I. " Kikisu said with a chuckle. "Hey, can I take my boots off. They're killing my feet. I might not feel the pain now, but oh boy I will later."

Satoshi nodded and waved his hand. "Sure, go ahead. It's not like I'm wearing any either."

Aiden blinked. He looked at the ceiling and smirked. "Toshi's playing persona... I'll go help her. Heh..."

Kikisu removed her boots. "Ah, better. So, uhm yeah. How bout this weather that never changes?" She said, and giggled at the joke. She tried not to stare at him, but being drunk, it was kinda hard.

"It's summer and it's blistering hot, but it's watermelon season! Want some?" He got a fresh (maybe not) one from the fridge and cut it up.

"Yesh, I absolutly love watermelon. Once ate three by myself. Still was hungry." She blushed. "Heh, yeah, I ahev the appetite of a hippo, and no reason for it."

"You're pregnant?" he guessed, handing her a huge slice. He munched on his and spit a seed dead on into the bin.

"Na, I tend to eat less when I'm preggo. Although they never last more than a month usually, cuz of Oro." She bit into the slice, and giggled as the juice dripped down her chin.

"Do tell," he said. Satoshi handed her a napkin and offered more of the fruit, the uneaten skins and seeds by the side.

"They don't get souls, and human babies can't really live without souls, aparently. Thank you." She murmured, finishing the first and starting on the second.

He blinked. "Oh, that's bad. Thank goodness the Akuma got no problem with that." He shrugged and ate more. "So, what did that snake do to ya?"

She pointed to her bare stomache. "No soul wants to enter this. He put this curse seal there to make sure of it." Kikisu sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. "I haven't been able to figure out how to remove it."

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and she neber will

He poked it. "Wow, that looks serious. Have you tried summoning souls and offering them the bodies?" he asked. Satoshi got his milk out and drank more.

"Yupe, they won't enter. They laugh and said, 'F*ck no.' I wish I could for just once, have a baby. But, oh well." She gave a little laugh.

"Adopt. It doesn't matter if you didn't make 'em. Don't be alone," he warned, wagging his finger. "Bad things happen."

"But I don't want to adopt. " She sighed. "And if you put that funger in my face again, I'll bite it." She said playfully.

"I'll poison you," he said, poking her forehead. With Satoshi, you had blunt truth, vastly different from his dad's sarcasm.

Kikisu laughed and pulled his finger into her mouth. She sucked on it gently. "I'll bite it."

He laughed too. "My finger oils will poison you," he warned again.