Post by jadedcobrah on Feb 4, 2010 15:10:50 GMT -5
Oh, I should have finished this the beginning of January. Or sometime when it was still December. Since Big Al was released December 22, and this was to celebrate his release.
Anyways, If you guys like this I'll post this on Fanfiction.net.
The beginning sucks, mostly because I have a hard time starting things. I think the fic is alright as a whole, but yeah. Opinions, I want them.
Title: That one time Big Al and Leon got drunk together.
Author: The one and only Jaded.
Characters: Big Al/Leon, Ted Kasane (The bartender), Kaito.
Rating: P-13 I suppose.
Summary: Big Al is finally released, Leon is happy and decides to take him out to a bar as celebration. They get drunk. Gay retardation ensues.
“Big Al, hey! Big Al!”
Turning around to look at his friend who was calling his name, Big Al saw Leon panting. He must have been running to have caught up with him, though honestly it’s not as if Big Al was going to go too far.
"Oh, um. Yes, Leon?"
"Well, you see.. I was thinking, to celebrate your release.. maybe we could go out and get a few drinks together?"
Big Al just stared at the grin on Leon's face for a bit before finally answering.
"I, um, don't see why not."
Leon had swung one of his arms around Big Al's shoulders now, and still grinning as if he was a retarded child.
"Great! Come on, lets go! I already know just where we're going to go."
After Leon had dragged Big Al to where he wanted to go, a bar, Leon had asked for a couple drinks for the both of them. Big Al looked at his glass nervously, he had never really drank alchohol before. And obviously Leon came here all the time since right there on the wall behind the red-haired bartender. He was grinning like a child with one arm slung around the bartender and another slung around a blue-haired man, that Big Al presumed to be Kaito. Big Al didn't know Kaito all that well, but had heard a bit of him from Leon.
Leon had suddenly began poking Big Al's side, frowning.
"Big Al, drink it. It's not poisoned," and then he paused for a moment, snapping his fingers. "It's not.. Right, Ted?"
The red-haired bartender, apparently known as Ted, looked down at Leon, who was leaning against the table.
"No, Leon. It's not poisoned. Why on Earth would I do that, might I ask?"
Shrugging, Leon just responds with a casual, "I have no idea."
Big Al just continued staring at the glass for several minutes before finally deciding to drink the alchohol.
Picking up the glass, he lifted it to his lips, pouring the liquid into his mouth and swallowed.
It wasn't the most delicious thing that he's ever tried, but it was good enough to make him ask for some more.
Several glasses later and they were completely drunk. Leon had somehow ripped his shirt completely open and didn't feel the need to close it again, and was slurring complete random nonsense and Big Al was just bobbing his head to the music that was playing in the bar. When all of a sudden, out of no where, That popular-enough song, 'Bad Romance', was playing, and Big Al just so happened decided that it would be a good idea to sing along. He had even mustered the gall to get on top of the bar-table and dance around while doing so, getting quite an amount of attention from it. About half way through and Leon decided to grab him by the leg and drunkingly muttered something along the lines of "Get down from there."
Big Al had then, drunkingly, flopped off of the table and onto the floor. Sighing, Leon helped him up and grinned, "I suppose you can't hold your liquor quite as well as I can."
All Big Al had done was nod.
"But that's okay, because you're quite a fun drinking partner."
Of course, Big Al was blushing the entire time he was drunk, but he probably would have blushed harder at this if he wasn't too drunk to understand that this was Leon's incredibly subtle way of hitting on him.
He, Big Al, had soon started staring at Leon's lips. That were quite similar to a girls. He wonder if they tasted as good as they looked. Wondered if he wore lip gloss. Why was he wondering that, now of all times? He didn't have a clue but he wanted a taste. So he did the easiest thing any man would think of and pulled Leon in for a sloppy kiss. Leon was slightly surprised, but didn't bother to show any complaint or anything. Leon didn't taste like lipgloss, but Big Al had found the taste appealing. When the two had broke apart to take a breath Big Al just stared at the floor.
Big Al had begun to speak, "I'm, um, sorry Leon. I didn't mean to-", before being cut off by another sloppy kiss, this one initiated by Leon himself.
When they pulled away again, Leon merely grinned that childish grin, still obviously drunk, he commented with an almost-purred, "Don't be sorry."
Anyways, If you guys like this I'll post this on Fanfiction.net.
The beginning sucks, mostly because I have a hard time starting things. I think the fic is alright as a whole, but yeah. Opinions, I want them.
Title: That one time Big Al and Leon got drunk together.
Author: The one and only Jaded.
Characters: Big Al/Leon, Ted Kasane (The bartender), Kaito.
Rating: P-13 I suppose.
Summary: Big Al is finally released, Leon is happy and decides to take him out to a bar as celebration. They get drunk. Gay retardation ensues.
“Big Al, hey! Big Al!”
Turning around to look at his friend who was calling his name, Big Al saw Leon panting. He must have been running to have caught up with him, though honestly it’s not as if Big Al was going to go too far.
"Oh, um. Yes, Leon?"
"Well, you see.. I was thinking, to celebrate your release.. maybe we could go out and get a few drinks together?"
Big Al just stared at the grin on Leon's face for a bit before finally answering.
"I, um, don't see why not."
Leon had swung one of his arms around Big Al's shoulders now, and still grinning as if he was a retarded child.
"Great! Come on, lets go! I already know just where we're going to go."
After Leon had dragged Big Al to where he wanted to go, a bar, Leon had asked for a couple drinks for the both of them. Big Al looked at his glass nervously, he had never really drank alchohol before. And obviously Leon came here all the time since right there on the wall behind the red-haired bartender. He was grinning like a child with one arm slung around the bartender and another slung around a blue-haired man, that Big Al presumed to be Kaito. Big Al didn't know Kaito all that well, but had heard a bit of him from Leon.
Leon had suddenly began poking Big Al's side, frowning.
"Big Al, drink it. It's not poisoned," and then he paused for a moment, snapping his fingers. "It's not.. Right, Ted?"
The red-haired bartender, apparently known as Ted, looked down at Leon, who was leaning against the table.
"No, Leon. It's not poisoned. Why on Earth would I do that, might I ask?"
Shrugging, Leon just responds with a casual, "I have no idea."
Big Al just continued staring at the glass for several minutes before finally deciding to drink the alchohol.
Picking up the glass, he lifted it to his lips, pouring the liquid into his mouth and swallowed.
It wasn't the most delicious thing that he's ever tried, but it was good enough to make him ask for some more.
Several glasses later and they were completely drunk. Leon had somehow ripped his shirt completely open and didn't feel the need to close it again, and was slurring complete random nonsense and Big Al was just bobbing his head to the music that was playing in the bar. When all of a sudden, out of no where, That popular-enough song, 'Bad Romance', was playing, and Big Al just so happened decided that it would be a good idea to sing along. He had even mustered the gall to get on top of the bar-table and dance around while doing so, getting quite an amount of attention from it. About half way through and Leon decided to grab him by the leg and drunkingly muttered something along the lines of "Get down from there."
Big Al had then, drunkingly, flopped off of the table and onto the floor. Sighing, Leon helped him up and grinned, "I suppose you can't hold your liquor quite as well as I can."
All Big Al had done was nod.
"But that's okay, because you're quite a fun drinking partner."
Of course, Big Al was blushing the entire time he was drunk, but he probably would have blushed harder at this if he wasn't too drunk to understand that this was Leon's incredibly subtle way of hitting on him.
He, Big Al, had soon started staring at Leon's lips. That were quite similar to a girls. He wonder if they tasted as good as they looked. Wondered if he wore lip gloss. Why was he wondering that, now of all times? He didn't have a clue but he wanted a taste. So he did the easiest thing any man would think of and pulled Leon in for a sloppy kiss. Leon was slightly surprised, but didn't bother to show any complaint or anything. Leon didn't taste like lipgloss, but Big Al had found the taste appealing. When the two had broke apart to take a breath Big Al just stared at the floor.
Big Al had begun to speak, "I'm, um, sorry Leon. I didn't mean to-", before being cut off by another sloppy kiss, this one initiated by Leon himself.
When they pulled away again, Leon merely grinned that childish grin, still obviously drunk, he commented with an almost-purred, "Don't be sorry."
