This tastes funny.. (Open Social!)

Allen found himself holding another pork bun in his hand. As good as it smelled, he was more curious about the Tavern. Ripping the pork bun in half, he gave one half to Rokai however. "Well.. Nii-san told me to be polite so.. if you want anything else, jus-..just ask me. There, I said it!" He blushed in embarrassment, obviously Allen was not one to say this to people. But relating back to Kihia's words, he decided to follow them. Walking up to Rokai, he leaned over him in order to get a good perspective of where he had bitten. It seemed fine, "Sorry.. again, I'd also would like to make up for getting your dizzy, so when we get to the tavern, ask me what'd you like for me to do in order to make it up.."

He then backed away from him, giving a confident smile. Walking over to Viola, he picked her up, and put her on his shoulders, and then putting the little girl in his arms. "Viola, I wanna be the first one to the Tavern so tell me where it is!" He smiled childishly. Giving Viola a seat on his shoulder, he sniffed the air, trying to smell where all the aromas came from. He giggled as he then stared at the little girl, "Hey miss! You're coming with me."

Something snapped inside rokai, his Type A personality was coming out. " Oh my goddess, Viola-chan are you allright?" He said, running over to her, He crouched, his white hair now in a pony tail, and his hair out of his face, revealing golden amber eyes and pointed ears. " Are you all right viola? He stood and offered a hand to her cheerfully smiling, tilting his head. His type A personality was his main dominant, He still liked guys, but a girls a little too, just not top make love to them. In this personality unlike Type B, he was not afraid of girls and absalutly was a gentleman.

The tavern door opened swinging widely, Delvic looked out from the back kitchen, as he washed dishes and winced as the blue haired girl crashed into the door, and then to the floor. He then turned back to the sink full of suds, and pulled the larger pan from the soaking water and scrubbed mercilessly. He rinsed the bubbles from the dark metallic surface, and turned placing it upon the drying towels. He looked about gloomily and turned back to the white capped sink.

Allen cheerfully smiled. He zoomed over to the Tavern. Straight ahead, then left. Straight ahead, then left. The words echoed in his mind, he was quite excited. He had never been to a Tavern before, so this could be a joyful experience for him. Little did he know, he was really attracted to alcohol. Zooming past other people, he found himself standing in front of the Tavern, scents of all kinds of beverages crept through the cracks of the doors. It inflated his lungs with something so pleasant. Setting down the girl and Viola, he looked back to see if Rokai was there. Surely he would join them soon enough. He charged through the doors and ran over to the counter where the bartender stood, drying out a glass with a rag.

Allen drooled. He cheeks blushed, the smell of alcohol pleased him. Shaking his head, he pointed at a beer bottle. "I'll.. have some of that! I want a cup full!" The bartender nodded, filling the glass with the alcoholic beverage and slid it down to Allen. He had sat down on a armless chair and gulped the drink down. Seconds, he had jugged it down in that time. He didn't feel any different, it tasted really good. But he didn't.. didn't feel any.. hiccup.

Rokai noticed that Allen picked up Viola and set her down on a bar stool. walking over to the bar he delivered the Red wine pork buns and sat down next to Allen, ordering some fruit juice and looked at Allen who drank a tall glass of alcohol, and then looked a little tipsy. "All you all right Allen-kun? You look like you never experienced alcohol before."

One cup, two cups, three. One by one he was jugging them down as if it were some kind of drink that had some special properties. He was obviously drunk, and his cheeks were red. But what type of drunk is he? Allen a lot of different sides to him, so when it came to fitting into one category of being drunk; The sleepy, the angry, the emotional, the loud, and the cute drunk, he fitted in all categories. But apparently, Allen was more of a flirt during this time. The bartender continuously slid down cups and cups of the alcoholic beverage, but soon enough Rokai and Viola joined him and his experience. Rokai asked the question first, followed up by Viola's. Allen finished his cup and decided to answer them both, Viola first however. !THUG! Allen slammed the mug down onto the wooden counter and frowned, "Give me another one.." He hiccuped, and hiccuped. Over and over again. As the bartender nodded and started to fill his mug again.

That is when he turned over to Viola with a rather intimidating scowl, "How does it feel?" His scowl then turned into a rather devious smirk, as he gently but forcefully grabbed her chin with a few fingers and pulled her toward his face. He then pressed his soft lips onto hers. It was a relatively long moment before he detached his lips from hers. "Well now it feels better." Clearly Allen was a different person, he didn't know he had a flirtatious side to him. Looking back over at Rokai, he leaned over towards him as well. "Alcohol? Is that what it's called? I guess that's nice to know, but let's see if you can only make my first time worthwhile." He leaned over a bit closer and sniffed his hair and neck, "You smell rather.. pleasant." The little girl from earlier? He had no idea where she was, but right now he was having the time of his life.

Feeling the familiar weigh of the bunny in her lap Lamya calmed down and gripped the ear of it like she was clinging to all sanity. To which she was. Feeling the urge to change reside within her Lamya pulled no struggle to get out of the red headed male's arms. So as they entered the tavern to which they were going to begin with Lamya looked around calmly. That was until Viola fell from Allen's back. When he set Lamya down the first thing she did was race over to where she had fallen standing next to the white haired guy that had been with the other two the entire time. Gipping the hem of his shirt she looked at the blue haired girl who had just fallen. That was when she realized she knew none of their names. But, before she could ask the blue haired girl was set on a bar stool and the red headed guy was drunk. Sure she had seen drunk people but she had never really known them. But watching from afar she watched at the white haired guy sat next to the red headed one and the blue haired lady mover from her seat to the other males. Though within a blink of her eyes the blue haired girl was running out the door crying. Looking back at the other males she saw the red head smirking. Had he just done something wrong to the blue haired girl? Without another thought she walked up to the red head and hit him with her bunny. She didn't know what he had done but he had done something that had made the blue haired girl cry. Spinning on her heel she walked out of the bar. Looking left and right up and down the street she looked for the blue haired girl. That was when the stench of tears entered her nose. Taking off in the general direction of the tears it wasn't long until she found the other girl with her legs dangling off the edge of the roof. "You know you could fall from up there." Her melodic voice echoed through the air. "I don't even know your name, but you have been nice to me and I don't want you to fall." The little girl looked up to the roof worrying about the older girl.

Allen's eyes widened. What was on his head? A bowl. Served him right. He was in a bit of shock, never had he had that done to him. Followed up by the bowl, he was hit with the girl's bunny before she dashed out, following Viola. He went silent for a second and and looks down into his glass, just staring at his reflection. He just hurt his savior. Allen clenched his fist in frustration, ".. Damn it!" He slammed the counter with his clenched fist and gritted his teeth. A small hiccup followed with it. "I think I'm done for tonight.. I.. need to say sorry to Viola.." Allen, stood up and stumbled out of the bar. It was dead at night, he decided not to stay with Rokai, despite being drunk. He found himself walking over to a empty road with a bench, practically falling on the bench, he was still tipsy. Gazing in awe up at the stars, little did he know he was getting a bit tearful? Because of the alcohol? No, he was depressed either way. He only had a certain amount of friends, Viola and Kihia, and he just hurt one of them.

His eyes glistening with tears, he wasn't as 'tough' when it came to these types of scenarios. "Khalan.. I think I just hurt Viola, badly. See, I drank this thing called alcohol, and everything seemed as if it wasn't a reality. All my senses were amplified.. anyway. You told me to never hurt anyone, since it makes them suffer, I really.. really do try to avoid that, but I think I just hurt one of my only saviors.. She even threw her food on my head. She actually yelled at me earlier, and I was rude, and inconsiderate. I also hurt this guy named Rokai.. oh! And he's a good guy too.. but I hurt him nonetheless. I almost hurt this other little girl too, I don't know her name but she was small and cute, like a cuddly toy. You should've seen us, I've caused so much trouble in one day, you even told me to stay away from people.. I never listened though, and you told me to make friends either way. I think I've made some friends, and there's this other guy who's named Kihia. He's a really cool guy! He's really dependable and is really strong! I call him Nii-san though. I haven't seen him in awhile though.. But anyway, Viola seemed really mad. I even made her cry, I think I'm a bad person, Khalan. I made my savior cry, but I guess I'm to blame. See, I did something called a 'kiss', and she didn't like it. But I guess I was out of my mind then. I feel a bit better though, not because she's hurt! Because I don't feel dizzy, anymore. Well, no very that is. I think I would like to relax right here before I apologize to her though.. Since then I'd feel awkward.."

Tears streamed down his cheeks, wiping them away with his wrist, and frowned. "I think this is what it's like to feel depressed, Khalan. But I should get back to Rokai, I think I'll wait for him out here.."

OOC: Long post :O

One moment the blue haired girl was on the roof and the next the was falling. Too shocked to move Lamya raced over to the girl. She heard her mumbling and her voice rasping out the word mom. Lamya teared up. Her mother had deserted her after she found out that Lamya was not a normal child. Taking small but quick steps she made her way over to the older girl. Getting down on her knees she picked up the head of the older girl and placed it on her lap. Running her hands through the older girl 's blue hair she started to hum a soft melody. Just because she never had a mother did not mean that she had never read books about a perfect mother. Threading her fingers through the blue hair she closed her eyes trying to take over the motherly figure that the older girl was looking for. The colourful haired girl then went from humming a tune to whispering comforting word to the older girl who she still did not know the name of. That was when she saw a silhouette of the older red haired male. Her eyes narrowing she cradled the older girls head protectively. She didn't want anyone else to hurt her.

Delvic heard a crash out the back door, and turned from his dishes to see what was going on. As he did a small figure dashed past his view and beyond it he heard another voice seeming to be calling for it's mother. Del dropped his washing rag into the bubbling mess of the sink, and dashed to the vacant street beyond. "Everyone okay back here?" he asked in his high 9 year old voice. He saw the small girl cradling the blue haired girls head in her lap. The red haired boy pushed out into the street and stepped over to the odd pair. From their angle his silhouette must have seemed enormous, but quickly it shrank down to size. "We have a cot in the back, maybe we should move her there, it would be more comfortable." He asked the girl who had taken a protective stance as he approached.

Lamya looked at the new figure. He had a small build and seemed perfectly harmless. That didn't matter to Lamya she knew that sometimes the most innocent and kind looking people could be the most deadly. Herself for example. Looking up at the short boy in suspicion she tried to deduct wheter or not he would harm the blue haired girl. His hands were slightly wet and he looked like he had been over a warm substance. She then looked at his clothes. They were homely. Letting out a sigh she nodded. She lifted the head of the older girl from her lap and placed it gently on the ground her blue hair haloing around her head. Standing up she looked right at the younger boy. "Can we? It would be a great help." Lamya looked back down at the older girl. She wanted to help no matter what. "But I am not sure that I can move her by myself. May I request another service on this?" She knew that the ilder girl would be much harder to lift for her seeing how Lamya was much shorted and much younger.

As Rokai saw Allen walk out the front door, he decided to follow him, hoping he was all right. When he got out there he was sulking with his hands in his pockets. " Allen-kun, you shouldn't be so hard on yourself, alcohol does that to everyone o their first time. At least you don't have it happen every time," Rokai said smiling looking off toward the horizon. " Every time i drink alcohol i get my Type c personality which is a total pervert towards guys and girls. If i ever do please promise me something..." He whispered, taking allen's hand and holding it gently. " Please. knock me out by punching me.."

Allen sighed. Why was he not surprised someone overheard him? It didn't really matter anyways. Allen kept the depressed look on his face until he wiped the tears away from the back of his wrist. His hand, in the grasp of Rokai's, clenched his palm with a smile. "Thank you.. Rokai. I guess some hope is what I needed. I guess I can apologize to Viola when I see her again." He nodded to himself as he leaned up and hugged Rokai, pulling down on his neck. "Thanks! Again.. but anyway," he started to sniff his neck again, "I also apologize for sniffing you like this earlier, it was uncalled for, but you do smell delicious but good all the same. But hey - not gonna do it."

Letting go unexpectedly he grinned childishly, before gazing up at the stars in awe and turning around to climb on top of the rooftop of the building. He then scanned the area, the his eyes filled with wonder as he stared, "Whoa! You gotta come up here, man! It's awesome! It's such a nice view! He sat down forcefully, his legs hanging off the ledge of the roof. He then swayed them back in forth as he smiled up towards the sky. He then facepalmed, "This is just making me feel bad for kissing Viola, man, I am a bad person." A sweatdrop expression revealed on his face as he looked down at Rokai.

Rokai climbed the building with great difficulty, but managed to get up there. "All you need to do is to apologize and im sure she'll forgive you!" He said, smiling which make him look like a girl even more He sat down and handing out a cup " I got us some coffee. it helps with the drunkeness." He said sipping some of his

Delvic let out a sigh as he got the older girl placed on the cot, he had practically dragged her in being only 9. He listened to her small whimpers and looked suddenly sick himself as he strangled down his own memories. He looked over to the younger girl now. "I think she's in need of a doctor, I'm no expert but she looks sick to me." he looked concerned, but uncertain. "Do you know anyone who could help?" he asked being a stranger to this city himself.

Lamya looked down at the older girl and shook her head. She didn't think that the blue haired girl should go to the hospital. She couldn't protect her there. She was afraid of the people there she had had a bad past with hospitals and doctors. So she couldn't take her to the hospital. Shaking her head again she walked farther into the house. Looking around she found what she was looking for a wash cloth. Picking it up she walked over to the near sink and wetted it down with cold water. Feeling the entire cloth wet she turned off the cold water and walked back to the other two people. Placing the wet wash cloth on the older girls head she looked at the younger boy. "She will stay here. I can take care of her."