A/N: It's me again, I wrote this a while ago, but now that I have ch 2 partly finished, I feel ready to post this. This will be a four or five chapter long fic. No actual drunk sex, but there will be sex later.

My muse is being fickle. I'm extremely lucky in that every time I sit down to write, something comes out, but she chooses the story she wants to work on (and sometimes she'll just start new ones). Trying to fight her only results in writers block so I've stopped trying.

The next chapter of "Reever sucks at Poker" will be up as soon as I finish my final project for English. This summer I should have more time to write; but the boys and I are taking a long trip to Australia (I'm doing study abroad there so the boys decided it'd be a good time to take a vacation and hang out with George's family). We will also be taking short trips to China (to visit my boyfriend's family)and Japan and England (to visit both sides of my family). So even if I write a lot, I may not get to post regularly, but I'll try to get my current fics finished before I leave.

Disclaimer: If I owned them, would I really need to write this?

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It was the Order's annual Christmas party, made all the more special this year because it was also Allen's birthday (Merry birth-mas Allen!).

Spirits were high, people were merry, and someone (*cough* Lavi *cough*) had spiked the punch.

Reever, however, wasn't aware of this. The supervisor was in one of his manic phases again, so the blonde had been downing glass after glass of punch, waiting with dread for the robo-menace that was probably lurking somewhere.

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An (Komurin free) hour later Reever was pretty damn drunk. Not quite enough to vomit, but enough to have seriously impaired judgment.

He was getting pretty tired and Komui looked comfy, so he went over and sat on his lap, hugging his shoulders. He tucked his head into the crook of the supervisor's neck and drifted off.

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Komui was stunned, he had a lapful of sexy Aussie and he didn't know to do. Reever sighed in his sleep and Komui felt the warm breath on is neck, sending little chills up and down his spine. He head was reeling. What was Reever doing? It wasn't like him at all, especially in public (not like he'd ever sit on anyone's lap, but still).

He couldn't help himself, Komui looked around to make sure no one was looking (they weren't) and then petted Reever's hair. The blonde "Mmmmmh"-ed and snuggled closer, making his heart do a little dance of joy.

Komui bent down to kiss Reever's forehead, and stopped. He could smell a bit of alcohol on the Aussie's breath. Well, that explained a lot. He sighed disheartened.

But how was Reever drunk? Komui knew for a fact that Reever didn't drink. Had he finally driven Reever crazy?

Regardless, Reever would be mortified when he woke up. He was kind of heavy, but bearable. Komui picked him up and carried him away from the crowd. Komui couldn't remember where the blonde's room was, so he took him to his own rooms instead.

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Reever looked damn good laying on the supervisor's bed. Too good. Komui turned and was about to high-tail it out of there before he gave into temptation, but a hand on his wrist stopped him.

A disoriented blonde stared up him with glassy blue eyes.

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Reever didn't know what had happened or why he felt so strange but the next thing he knew he was kissing Komui. It felt really nice.

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Reever was… Reever was kissing him! He tasted like lemon soda, candy, fruit punch and… vodka.

That's right, Reever was drunk!

'Bad Komui,' he scolded himself, 'It isn't nice to take advantage of the sexy, fuckable blonde who's spread out on your bed…. NO! He's drunk!... He probably wouldn't remember…. THAT ISN'T THE POINT! ... Shit, he's groping me!'

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Komui decided to just go along with things. He would not initiate anything, but he wasn't going to stop Reever either.

Hell, maybe Ree was a horney drunk (It would explain a lot). Komui couldn't pass up this sort of opportunity.

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A/N: More soon. I have a feeling that Australia will give me great KomuixReever ideas, then again, work does that on a daily basis.