Weird Situations (Closed)

Lance stood on Rita's apartment door and took a deep breath as he hesitated to knock. From the look of the complex he could see that it wasn't best place to live. He closed his his and sighed before knocking on the door. He was there to ask her a question that had been on his mind for a while but he also had other business to attend to with her so with that reason in mind he slipped a little envelope in his coat pocket and waited by the door, leaning on the wall looking at the wall in front of him.

Lance thought about the times that him and the girl had from when they first met. She was so stubborn but he hadn't given up on her and now she was one of his closest friends. He stood there waiting for the door to open.

That morning Rita rolled out of bed, immediately starting her day with chores; she wanted to leave a clean home when she made her way off to the guild. The mage quickly got to work she, swept, did the dishes, took out the trash and whipped down the counter tops. The place wasn't sparkling clean but she was satisfied. Rita headed off to the bathroom to get a shower. She peeled her clothes off of herself and ran the water before climbing in the tub. Wetting her hair beneath the faucet, She raked her fingers against her scalp, rinsing out her hair, hot water running down her back and arms. Rita took her time, savoring the peace and quiet... seeing as she didn't get much of that at the guildhall.

---She heard a knocking come from the door.


She groaned, who could be here to bother her at this time of morning? "Give me a minute!" She called, moderately aggravated as she turned down the water and stepped out of the tub. Rita grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, securing it at her bust. The Shadow wizard sighed as she exited the bathroom and headed to the door. Rita assumed it was her neighbor who had come to bother her again. They had run out of a sugar and needed to borrow some from her today.

She laced her fingers around the knob and tugged open the door. She was shocked by who she saw standing there. "L-Lance!" She stammered surprised, taking a step back. What was he doing here and more importantly how has he gotten her address? Rita glanced at him and then down to herself, still holding the door by the handle.


"..." Her face went red once she realized that she had answered the door with nothing but a bath towel on.

Lance blushed heavily when Rita opened the door. He looked down at her and saw she only had a towel on. He closed his eyes "Uhm... Rita.. Can I uh... come in?" he muttered as he waited for a her answer before walking in. Once in he took a look aorund and saw how dirty the place was "Y-You should probably go get dressed... Dont worry I wont watch..." he said shyly. Lance didn't feel right looking at Rita this way at this time so he just decided to close his eyes or avoid eye contact with her. He wanted to show her some respect.

While Rita was getting changed he spoke up "Hey your neighbor said something about needed some sugar before I came up here..." he said as he still stare at the floor.

Rita steped aside to let him through, dragging her teeth against each other as he walked into her home. She wouldn't hold back if he were to glance at her chest which was exposed more than she would of liked. However, he didn't, instead he avoided eye contact completely. Perhaps he already knew what would happen if he was to stare...

---

He was right, It would be best if she were to go and get dressed. Rita nodded ever so slightly as her eyes glazed over him. She walked off into another room, shutting and locking the bathroom door behind her. Wasting no time, She patted herself dry with the towel and slid on her undergarments. Rita rushed to get herself dressed, wondering why in the world Lance had shown up at her door like that. The mage pulled a platinum grey long skirt up her waist, slits in the sides of the fabric running up to her thighs. She brushed off a matching top with a charcoal trim and slipped to over her head, tugging it down over her chest and stomach. As She yanked on her dark knee socks and reached for her boots she heard Lance's voice. She rolled her eyes and sighed.  "Tch probably needs it for her coffee. I'll deal with that caffeine freak later." She called through the door, raising her voice so he could hear her from the other room. Rita swept a brush through her hair, tying the tail of her hair off with a silver bow today instead of her typical scrunchie.

The sound of the door swinging open filled the apartment as she exited the bath, fully dressed this time. She shut the door behind her and turned to her guild mate.

Rita narrowed her eyes with a certain fierceness. She crossed her arms and rested herself against the wall behind her. "Now. What are you doing here and more importantly how did you get this address?" She wondered with a bitter edge.

 If Lance's eyes were to drift away from her yet again he would notice a photograph framed on the wall next to where she leaned; In the picture stood a young man and woman. The man's hair was light blonde and somewhat long and combed in front of one of his eyes which were a rare shade of dust grey. He and bore a stubborn stance in the photograph; much like Rita's current cross armed pose. The woman, nearly a foot shorter than him,  closely resembled Rita appearance wise. Her hair was on the wavy side, slightly darker and shorter than the Shadow mages. Behind her glasses, The young woman's eyes were an identical shade of sapphire to Rita's. Scattered about the walls were many other photos of people, including the pair in this photograph and other faces Lance had never seen.

Lance smiled at Rita as he placed his hand in his pocket to pull out the note "Uhm Lea gave me your address... How she got it I have no idea but... I came here for..." he said as he got distracted as let the note go. He had glanced at a wall and saw a picture of two people that looked like Rita "You related to them?" he mentioned with a slight nod to the picture. He had never seen the two before and had gotten curious.

The two didn't look like they were assholes like the family members of Rita he had met before. After Rita had either told him or she didn't tell him he was look around with a small glaring look "Your place is kind of small..." he said as he grabbed Ritas hand "Your staying at my place tonight..." he muttered as he dragged her away.

Apparently Lea was responsible for tracking down Rita's address and now not only was Lance stalking her every other day but his cat eared daughter was too... In her head, Rita could see how it probably played out. She shivered comically as she pictured Lea spying on her, creeping in the darkness of the alleyways when Rita headed home in the afternoons.

Lance was about to tell Rita why he was here but something else distracted him. He quickly brought up the photograph to Rita's attention.

Her lips stretched into a thin line and she bit her tongue, keeping her mouth shut. She scanned over the picture before she glanced back up to Lance. Rita reached her arm across her waist and held onto her other arm, a gesture sowing how nervous she was about answering that question. She stay quiet, ignoring his statement. Maybe she could make something up? Rita thought, forgetting how bad of a liar she was in these types of situations

A voice hit her ears once again and something locked itself around her hand. It was Lance. He had remarked how small her apartment was, snagging her by hand as he did so. A blush scraped her face. Hand holding was a thing couples did and holding hands with him was...-Just aw-awkward!!! She narrowed her eyes, looking away from him as even more heat ascended to her red face. 


Her lips parted to speak but before words could leave her mouth Lance cut in, Insisting that she stayed with him tonight, dragging her out of her apartment by the hand. 'Wait?... Stay at his place toni-' She thought, cutting herself off. Her thinking quickly went downhill and her eyes widened.

"--Woahhh. Wait-wait!!! Waitwaitwaitwaitttt!!!" she cried, flailing her free arm as she was pulled down the stairwell and into the lobby of the building, She dug her heels into the wooden floorboards, trying to stop his tracks. The mage only managed to slow him down given her somewhat petty build. "H-Hey! I didn't say I wanted to come with you anywhere...---O-Or do anything, Moron!!!" She stammered, continuing to dig her boots into the floor.

Lance stopped dragging Rita when she started to complain although he did not stop holding her hand. He grimaced a bit "Listen, I just wanted to be nice and give you some sleep in a nice environment... I didn't say I wanted to sleep with you..." he muttered as he proceeded to keep pulling her along.

People stared at him as he dragged her through the streets of Magnolia but didn't do anything to stop it because they knew who he was and how he would never do anything harmful to someone innocent. He was silent as if something was on his mind as he opened the door to his house to find Lea laying on the couch playing a game.

Lea's cat ears perked up when she heard the front door open "Dad what is she doing here with you?" Lea asked quietly as she was afraid that Rita was mad at her for giving Lance her address. Lance gave her a warm smile "She will be staying with us tonight." he told her with a nod as he let go of Rita and closed the door. Lea thought for a second and perked up "So your finally doing it with her?!" she said excitedly. Lance blushed at this and shook his head "N- Not quite..." he muttered shyly as he headed towards the kitchen "Can I get you anything Rita?" he asked her politely as he awaited her answer and headed in.

Once Lance was in Lea faced Rita while sitting on the couch with a sly smirk "I know what you really want you pervert!" she said with a laugh as she waved it off "I am kidding of course!" she had grown some small fangs on her to canine teeth and it seemed like she was growing up quickly.

Her hand still In Lance's grasp, Rita was tugged out into the sunlight of another warm day in Magnolia. The mage could feel the heat from the brightly beaming sunlight on her body, she hated it. She was out of her element in the light after all. Lance had responded to her complaints, ultimately silencing her. The Fairy looked down with embarrassment. Lance was just trying to be nice and she had taken it the wrong way... 'Tsk, Idiot...'

She had no words and Lance had nothing else to say to her either. Things between the two got quiet as they proceeded through the streets of Magnolia. After a bit of walking they had arrived at his doorstep. Before she was pulled through the doorway she took another look at his house, she had been here once--- A few times. The building was constructed from what seemed to be white marble, large windows scattered about its expensive looking frame. Rita had almost forgotten how pricey and luxurious his home was compared to her crammed apartment.

Inside the two ran into Lea who was laying on the sofa. Her ears perked up as she turned towards them... Lea got a bit to excited when she asked if the two were: 'D-Doing it?!' Rita's eyes flew open as she blushed once again. Before she could object, Lance quieted her down as he abandoned hold of her hand and headed across the room.


Lance quickly dissapeared into the kitchen, leaving her alone with his kid. Before Rita could get to scolding Lea she was cut off. "Hey, What wer--- Woah! Woah! Woahhhhh, Little girl!" Rita said a bit to loudly, blushing mildly. Quickly, she looked over her shoulder and back towards the kitchen nervously. Rita turned and faced Lea again, eyes regaining their keen shape as she mentally turned down the volume of her voice and opened her mouth to speak. "W-Why would I want... t-that!" The mage sputtered in a stern whisper. "Wait. A-Aren't you to young to know about that stuff a-anyway!" She scolded. Now that Rita thought about It, Lea didn't felt nearly as little as she did before both mentally and physically. Maybe Rita was just thinking on it to much. Yeah...That had to be it...

Lance didn't want to get Rita just some water so he decided to go ahead and make some tea. He sighed as he stirred the water boiling on the stove. What was the real reason why he invited Rita over? He didn't exactly know himself but he felt something inside of him that didn't feel right. He really did like Rita but he didn't know if she liked him back so he just went with the flow most of the time. Back in the living room Lance walked out just as Rita finished talking to Lea. She stuck her tongue out at Rita and skipped into the kitchen to put in some work.

Lance set down a box of fresh Sake out on the table for him and popped open a fresh bottle before taking a sip "So Rita, what were you going to say about the people in the pictures before you left the apartment?" he asked her in a soft tone as he leaned back on the couch to get comfortable. He would stop drinking and set his sake on the table so he could listen to Rita without getting drunk as all hell. He stared at her "I think its time I learned a bit more about you... I mean, I told you everything about my past... its only fair you know..."

Rita eyed the pack of drinks now on the table and raised an eyebrow as she examined the bottle of saké which was in his hands. Her gaze followed the bottle as he set it back down. Wasn't Lance a bit young to drink?... However Rita didn't have much time to think about the idea. Her eyes darted opened once Lance asked her about the picture again, clearly trying to get some history out of her while he was at it. She stared back for a second before taking a breath and regaining a calm expression, slightly narrowing her eyes back at him as she cleared her throat and spoke quietly but firmly.

"I wasn't going to say anything..."


The original question was ultimately avoided. She practically punched Lance in the throat with that statement. Although, He was right. Lance knew nothing about her aside from the basics. He wasn't the only one however... Nobody else in the guild knew anything about the mage before she joined Fairy Tail. No one knew where she came from or where she was raised, who her parents were and what they were like what happened to her siblings and the rest of her family. Most importantly, why she wanted to be a mage to begin with. Even if you asked around there was no information anywhere about her...Well, Information within her friends at least. There were always identification databases that the Magic Council could bring up...But even there she was under the bold [MISSING/DEAD] stamp. The murder/abduction case she was involved in was closed six years ago, just within a week of searching without any leads the investigators gave up on her, abandoning her records and the case all together. Data regarding her case and/or possible whereabouts hadn't been modified since... Well, All except for one incident that she could of possibly been involved in almost a year ago. A single murder case, Rita as the suspect. 

No one she knew off of the top of her head could get their hands on that information so she didn't bother changing her name or going to any extreme measures, besides the case was closed and why would anyone still be trying to chase Rita or her captors down after six years had passed?... 

The Fairy didn't intend to return to her old life. Things had changed to much for her and she wouldn't be able to go back to her home town without confusion and conflict. She knew that she wasn't out of dangers way yet... Her captors still continued to claim victims and even came after her again a couple of times. For what cause?... No one needed to know who or why for now. In her eyes it would be best if no-one got themselves involved, this was Rita's fight anyways and she would take care of it when the time came and for now she had committed herself not to bring any of it up for that reason. That and the fact that it wasn't an easy thing for her to go through... She had just started to forget about it all ---It was best that she kept her mouth shut anyways.

Rita blinked. "However, I will answer the question you asked back at my place..." She began. "Am I related to those people? Yes." She explained dully. "I guess you're just curious... There isn't anything worth explaining anyways so I'll leave everything else out." Rita stated as she loosely crossed her arms and looked away from him, her eyes lowering to the ground with a certain sadness.

She quietly glanced back in his direction, only for a second to re-scan the alcohol in front of him. She forced a loose smile as her eyes directed them selves away from him. "Heh...Don't you know that stuffs bad for ya?" she murmured jokingly.

(OOC: I feel like this post is a mess! QwQ I haven't been able to post in a while and I kinda rushed to finish this one sorry if none of this makes sense at the moment I tried to explain what I could without messing up timelines,plot, ect. Hopefully I will be able to explain it a bit easier in due time. >w<")

Lance smiled at Rita "I know this stuff is bad..." he muttered as he shook the glass of Sake and took another drink of it before setting it back out "The reason why I drink so much is-" he cut himself off with a nervous laugh "N- Never mind that..." he said nervously as he wore a weird smile. Rita knew almost everything about him but there was stuff better yet left not being said.

When he was seven years old his uncle had kidnapped him in the middle of the desert so he could perform experiments on him. This lasted two years until finally something snapped within Lance and everyone died in that lab that day. When he went back home his parents, brother, and best friend were all missing. He was alone for the next few years of his life. The shadows within him became stronger over time. He was forced to become a mage in order to control these shadows, so he joined Fairy Tail in hopes that they would help him.

He stared at Rita for a couple seconds "So those people... Who were they?" he asked her trying to be as gentle as he could on the subject seeing as he saw that it hurt to talk about it. He hoped that she didn't ask him about why he drank again because he didn't feel right talking about it.

Lea smiled happily as she skipped through the kitchen and poured Sake into Ritas tea happily. She used her knowledge in mixing to mix it just right so that it would still taste like tea. She would let the six bottles of sake and tea set on the stove for a while while it boiled with a delighted smile on her face.

Lance cut himself off...It was obvious that he was holding back on something. She stayed silent. Then. He spoke, taking cation before asking her about those people again... Rita had to ask herself who they were too...for she had long forgotten. Vivid images, thoughts, and memories whirled in her head until she remembered... They were Roi and Allea Stebern. The people who taught her love, laughter and how to put one foot before of the other. Rita had slowly began to forget these things over time after their life span reached its break... They were "--My parents." Rita stammered quietly. She shivered as if she was cold and her eyes widened slightly as she stared into the ground. Memories of a darker time gradually began to invade her.


 
















Rita had gone still and quiet for a few minutes as familiar terror and panic found her. She showed no response to anything. The mage suddenly snapped back into reality, letting out a loud and long distressed wail as she threw her hands up to her head, tightly gripping onto her hair and digging her nails into her scalp. Rita had almost completely curled herself up into a ball. Her legs were now crossed up to her chest which rose and fell rapidly as she took in and let out short panicked breaths of air.

Lance stared at Rita as she told him how those people were her parents. He lowered his eyes to the ground as the room got silent for a few minuets. Lance remembered how much his parents meant to him and how they were both dead now. Killed by his uncle... He closed his eyes and clenched his fists as his own memories came flooding back into his mind.

A ten year old Lance walked into the desert village with a cold look on his face. He was ready to tell his parents that he was home after his disappearance two years ago. However, once he reached his house he saw it burned down. rubble on the ground. He ran and searched through the rubble for his mom and dad. He found his mom and held onto his hand "Mom? MOM?!" he yelled out as his tears fell to the ground. His mom was bloody in the face as she coughed "Lance... Your uncle..." she muttered as she coughed up some blood. He looked down and saw a massive stab in her chest. He shook his head "N-No dont talk!" He told her as he kept crying and rain fell. His mom shook her head faintly "Lance, This is it for me... Your brother, Griffon left last year. He is out in the world somewhere. Find him and remember that there will always be people you love out there! Dont stray away from the path ahead of you!" she said as he touched the side of his face "I love you Lance..." she muttered as she let out her last breath. Lance shook her "Mom!" he said as he collapsed on top of her "No... I will kill him..." he muttered as the scene would fade to black on the rainy day.

Back in Lances living room he blinked and noticed that he was crying. He turned towards Rita just as she started to freak out. Lance grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her closer to him and kept her in an embrace while the room was silent "Hey, your OK..." he whispered to her as he held on tighter "There is no need to be scared... I am with you..." he muttered as he laced his finger though her hair.

Rita was caught by surprise when she was pulled into a hug. Her face was at now at his chest and her with eyes widened with surprise. She didn't fight him... Rita did not punch, hit, smack, or do anything to push him away this time. And as Lance held onto her firmly her panicked breaths grew quieter and slower, eventually fading back into her normal respiration. His arms tightened around her as he whispered words to calm her down. Rita wished she had kept her composure and hadn't cracked... The last thing she wanted was to appear fragile or weak in front of anyone, even Lance. She shut her eyes, fighting back tears and gritted her teeth together painfully. Lance told her not to be afraid and that he was with her, As if sensitive to that sentence Rita let out a quiet sob and her tears bleed out from beneath her eyelids. Hot tears running down her face, The mage pressed her forehead against his chest, looking down and trying her best to quiet her weeping. She never expected to be this close to anyone else again...Rita had always kept to herself. 

Whenever she wanted or even needed help, she had always pushed it away. This whole time Rita had been a little girl fighting to become strong... Just so she wouldn't have to live the same tragedy ever again. She thought about him... and that's when she realized strength didn't always mean fighting alone. Lance had put his trust in her for a very long time...Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try to put a little in him. She kept quiet and allowed Lance to hold onto her for a little bit longer, waiting for her tears cease... The room was deathly silent, surely they both had things on their minds. Thankfully her tears eventually stopped. Rita blinked her eyes dry and prepared to speak up. With a sigh she tilted her head up against his chest to face him. "I... I will still tell you whatever you want to hear about me..." She sighed.  Rita suddenly caught a look of surprise as if something had caught her attention mentally, she blushed. "--I-I mean you said it's only fair. It's not like I w-want to tell you or anything, Moron." The mage stammered.

When she tried to pull back she realized his arms were locked to tightly around her for her to escape. Rita's gaze avoided his and her eyelids lowered, blushing more. 
"Ehm... -You can let go of me now...." She growled.

Lance nodded at blushed as he let go of Rita. He actually felt something he hadn't felt before, the feeling of caring about someone. Lance gave her a warm smile and nodded again. He was hesitant at the fact that he knew she was sensitive to the topic on her past "So... what exactly-" he got cut off by the kitchen door swinging open by Lea who was carrying the tea that was made and handed it to Rita with a kind smile "Here you go!" she said sweetly as she skipped out the door "I am going to the guild hall dad!" she called as she ran off into the town.

Lance gave a nod as he looked back towards Rita "Never mind the question." he said with a laugh as he took his sake and gulped it down. He let out a sigh as he set it back down on the table "This stuff is really good you know." he said with a smile as he laugh again.

He needed to lighten up the room a little so he laughed and gave off smiles because he didn't like seeing Rita sad. Sure he was starting to get a bit drunk but Rita would know how to hold him off.

Rita distanced herself from him and rubbed the corner of her hand under her eyes to catch any stray tears, embarrassed. Before Lance got the chance to ask about things Lea walked in with tea which she had handed to Rita. She had originally asked for water but this want worth complaining about. Before Rita cold thank her, she ran off. She sighed as the door shut behind her.


"I figured you would finally want to find things out- B-But hey I'm not complaining that's just one less sob-story to tell today." The mage said, leaning back on the couch and looking at the bottle of saké and then at Lance, raising an eyebrow. She wondered how much more he could take before surpassing the innocent buzz. Rita pondered on it for a second before saying anything else."I didn't know Lea could make tea." she inquired looking into the cup between her hands. Rita sighed and glanced out the window into magnolia "So...You just let her run around unattended...? I know the guild isn't all that far from here but still..." she wondered quietly.  She wouldn't admit it but the last thing she wanted was to see Lea get hurt. Rita rose the cup to her lips and took a sip. The tea didn't taste any different than normal tea. Lea managed to hide the wine like taste of saké into the tea, If that was even a possible thing for a little girl. Six whole bottles of alcohol had been distributed into this single cup somehow....meaning it contained twice the amount of ethanol to affect Rita's small body and to eventually waste her. The girl wouldn't even know what hit her if that time came.

Lance took a sip of his alcohol, already finished 2 full things he nodded "I didn't know Lea could make tea either." he said in a drunken slur as he let out a laugh "I guess that we all learn something everyday!" he said with a chuckle as he leaned back on his couch.

He remained silent for sometime until he looked over at Rita with a smile "Thanks for staying with me." he said with a nod as he took another sip "It gets really lonely here sometimes." he muttered to her as he closed his eyes and griamced. Even though he was drunk his words were still true as Lea was always out in town or in the guild hall and didn't come home until late at night. Lance was left all alone in his house almost always and it sucked so he was grateful that Rita didn't put up a fight.

Rita rose the cup to her lips to take another sip and choked on her drink, caught off guard, when Lance went and thanked her. She set the cup down on the coffee table in front of them, and quickly sat up and looking at him surprised and quietly blushing. "I-I'm only here because you dragged me all the way out here." she murmured stubbornly, quickly lowering her eyelids and turning herself away. She blinked surprised at his next statement. Rita never considered Lance to be lonely. Rita had always seen him carrying on with other members in the guildhall, including his harem of fan girls. Maybe there was more to it than what she was seeing? Considering that Lance might not of been as happy as she originally thought, she shut her eyes and looked down regretfully. Rita felt her body tense up, mouth tightening into a thin line as she firmed her hold on the cup in her hands. 


The girl took another long sip of her tea, blinking as if needing to readjust. She slid across the sofa cushion and closer to Lance, her cup still in her hands.The taste of the tea somehow felt like it tasted better, so she had began to take sips more frequently, by now the mage was a quarter of the way through her tea... Her sobriety was slowly fading without her even knowing it.

Rita unconsciously leaned herself in closer to Lance, laying herself against his arm. She opened her mouth, trying to rephrase what she had said before."You've saved my rear enough times, I've kinda gotta stick by your side now." She chuckled, the scent of alcohol lingering in her breath. It was true, Lance had been Rita's hero to many times to count. When they first met, she would of been as good as dead if he hadn't hauled her out of that alleyway and that was more than she had expected anyone to do.

Lance felt something happen inside of him with Rita leaned against him. His heart started to pound faster and all he could manage to do is place his arm around her and give her a warm smile. He felt happy being close to Rita all of a sudden and he pulled Rita closer to him. He wasn't yet fully drunk but it was easy to tell that he was not as sober as usual. He leaned his head on Ritas he whispered "I would feel happy if you were to stick by me..." he said as he closed his eyes and took a deep whiff "Your hair smells nice..." he muttered with a chuckle as he hummed to himself. He took another sip of his Sake and started to finish off his fourth bottle.

Lance, still having his eyes closed, spoke again "Hey Rita, is this the closest you have ever been with someone?" he said drunkenly. He re-positioned his body so that he had his face buried in Ritas hair. He felt happy to hold someone this close and them not rejecting him. He had not been able to hold someone close like this for a while now and it felt good to finally do it again.

Lance had no idea that he would ever feel this way about someone. When he first saved Rita that was an act of kindness but things changed over time and he had begun to take a liking to her. Rita may have hit him a bunch of times and they seemed to argue a lot but he always seemed to forgive her no matter how bad the argument or how hard the hit.

Rita was beginning to feel on the woozy side. She looked down into the cup, realizing she only had a little bit left of her tea. She stared intently into the drink only noticing the arm around her once she glanced back up. The mage took another swig of her poison and set the cup back down on the edge of the table, nearly missing the surface and dropping it mid air.

 The arm slung around Rita and firmly holding her up to Lance was more comfortable then she would admit, even if she was drunk. Then he leaned his head against hers. Rita blinked tiredly, the ethanol scrambling her brain to much for her to think straight. Amid the madness she whispered something back. "Sure." She slurred quietly, her lips brushing his ear. In the process, she failed to take notice of Lance's creepy comment regarding her hair -Not that it would even phase her now.

The mage batted her lashes lazily at his next statement and tilted her head ever so slightly, her caramel locks readjusting to the shift. Rita pondered on the question, sifting through her scattered thoughts. In the meantime she allowed Lance to rest against her head, his face buried into her sweet scented hair, only because she was to out-of-it to show discomfort. "hnnnnn" she hushed dulcetly. "Nuh-uh..." The mage murmured in response to his question, pouting her lips. 

Rita's face had obtained a decent amount of color since she took her first sip. Clearly she had reached her fill on alcohol. Unconsciously batting her eyes again she took on an empty and drowsy expression, looking no where in particular. "It's hot." Rita stated dully, reaching for the fasten on her top. Before Lance had the chance to stop her (If he even would in this state) she undid her blouse.

Comically, sparkles and rose petals shimmered in the backdrop as a romancy saxophone soundeffect rang out. The shadow mage's eyes were drunkenly glazed over. Cloth gradually slid down her shoulders to her chest, revealing a fair amount of cleavage and her lavender purple bra straps. 

...If only Lea hadn't gone and tampered with Rita's drink. Then this wouldn't be happening! If she remembered any of this chaos once she was sober again ---There would be hell to pay.

(OOC: Sorry for the wait IRL junk. Anyway, good luck owo)

Lance leaned back in the choir and glanced over at Rita who was taking off her shirt "Hmmm?" he hummed as he smirked and closed his eyes "You look good Rita..." he muttered as he chuckled. As he opened his eyes and positioned himself so that he was sitting facing Rita. He looked her up and down for a second before nonchalantly taking off his shirt with a slight laugh. Lance threw his shirt on the floor and scooted closer to Rita "Can I touch them?" he muttered as he held out his hands unthinkingly to Rita. He was drunk and couldn't think straight so whatever he did that night it wouldn't be him thinking about it. In fact he probably wouldn't even remember anything from that night in the morning but if he did Lea would be in trouble.

Lea on the other hand was having a fun time peeping at them through the window and taking pictures of them on the couch and giggling like One of Lances fan girls. "This plan is great!" she said as she looked at the pictures on her camera "Imagine if these got around the guild or even around Magnolia!" she said with a evil giggle as she started to take more pictures.

Lance snickered "I bet I have that much lying around somewh-" he slurred as he god jabbed in the eye sockets by Rita's finger "OOOOOOWWWWW" he yelled as he fell on his back a rolled around "Your so mean Rita-san~" he slurred as he stood up as stumbled over to her "Punishment time!" he said loudly as he groped her then laughed proudly as he ran into the kitchen. The drunk, raven haired shadow would stop in the kitchen and take a large breath "I am a fucking KING!" Lance yelled as he placed his fist on his head and pretended it was a crown "My shadow army will rule all the lands! AHAHAHAHAHA" he laughed as he fell to the floor and couldn't stop.

“?!” Rita sprang to her feet, regretting the decision almost immediately.  She was quickly overcame by a wooziness, unable to help but sway as he stumbled two steps forward in pursuit of Lance. The mage teetered, leaning of to the side, headed for the floor gradually.  A loud thud erupted through the home, harshly ramming her face against the table where both the sake and tea had been sitting on her way down,  put down like a sick dog. Her sprawled out frame twitched once then twice, eyes swirling and steam erupting from her forehead comically. “B-Bakaaaa~…” she groaned, drooling from the cheeky smile plastered on her face.

Lance was doing his own little thing in the kitchen until he heard a loud crash from the living room. He got up and slowly walked out of the kitchen only to see Rita sprawled out on the floor. The shadow king blinked once then another time before slowly moving over to her "You silly little girl..." he slurred quietly as he picked her up and carried her to his room along with her shirt. Lance was very drunk but he still didn't lack a conscious. He placed her on his bed and stumbled around with her body, trying to put her shirt back on properly. Once he finally did he moved over to his coat rack and put his coat around her "Its gets cold at night..." he said as he put the covers over her.

He chuckled at her sleeping face as turned to head out. As he did he felt the drunkenness starting to get to him and suddenly everything had gone black. Lance had passed out right by the bed.