Koharu; Yay for fandom that keeps me alive! Sorry you guys.

Grell; At least Will's in this one~! YAY ME~!

Koharu; .. Grell, you can smex Will up plenty more if you do the disclaimers.

Grell; Koharudoesn'townKuroshitsuji!

Koharu; \\Sweatdrop\\

Alan hated the office parties Grell threw. He hated parties in general as they were a danger to his condition, but nevertheless, Eric wanted him to spend his life best he could. So he reluctantly came along with his partner's solid grip never far away. While Alan was thinking about this, Grell was attempting to capture his attention. He looked drunk, attributing to his apparently terrible balance at the moment. The brown-haired man looked up with a profusely raised eyebrow.

"Alaaaaan-chaannnn~, come drink with usss," Grell slurred, his ridiculous shark's grin widening, if possible.

"No, Sutcliffe," Alan replied a bit forcefully. He shook his head, then glanced back up at Grell with emerald eyes. "It's a danger to my illness. I do not want to ruin the party for everyone by having an attack." He managed a small, genuine smile.

"D'awww.. Fine dennn. I'll get Eric drunk.." With that, Grell toddled off on his way. Alan was interrupted in his peace by a flying Ronald Knox. With a squeak, the smaller of the two toppled out of his chair with the blonde man atop him.

"ALAN! Come play chess with us. We're seeing how good Will is." Alan immediately thought Grell, but it was a fleeting thought. He attempted to wriggle out from underneath Ronald. "PLEASE?" Ronald cried, doing some squirming of his own.

"I.. can't breathe.." Alan wheezed, and Ronald gasped, messily rolling off his coworker. Attempting to sit up with no promising results, he fell onto his back again. "Ronald.. get.. Eric," he managed, and the man was off like a lit match, tripping over something in the process. It was hard to tell what; his vision was hazy.

Eric, mercifully somewhat sober collapsed to his knees as soon as he came upon Alan's slight frame lying on the floor, shoulders shaking as he continued to cough and wheeze like an asthmatic. Slipping his arms under his partner, the man managed to lift up the smaller into a position where he could breathe better. William, having heard Ronald making commotion, was soon standing over the two with a composed air.

"He will be alright, I assume. If you wish to rest him somewhere you can do so in the lobby, as it is empty." The raven-haired figure was suddenly attacked by what seemed to be a massive red blur, as far as Alan could tell. He gave forth an immense cough, jolting Eric back into focus.

"Alan, are you alright? Answer.. please." The smaller man managed to give forth a smile as he attempted to sit up a little better. Eric, always resourceful, managed to scoot their bodies under a large desk - presumably William's. Here they were free from random drunk Shinigami out to glomp the world. "I'm so sorry.. I should have made sure nothing happened, I really could do a better job someti-."

The blonde man was cut off mid-sentence as Alan placed a gentle kiss on his lips. It lasted not ten seconds, but Eric's face was flushed afterwards. The brown-haired male cupped his partner's face with one hand, his smile ultimately sincere. "It's alright, Eric. I'm fine now."

"Are you sure? I-I mean, you were coughing quite h-hard." It was difficult not to trip over the last word - he was growing almost painfully so, in the absolutely wrong situation.

"I'm fine, Eric. I'm sure of it," Alan mustered the strength to pull himself into as proper a sitting position as one can get under a desk. "Besides, Ronald didn't mean it." With a resolute smile, and what sounded like a giggle, he pointed over Eric's shoulder. William and Grell seemed to be in some sort of tangle, though it looked quite a bit like the red-haired man had won his precious Will over.

"Pfft," Eric snorted, his personality shining back through. "Grell's such a dumbass." He felt the blush before beginning to fade, though his arousal wasn't. With confidence, Eric placed a kiss on Alan's soft lips, earning a smile beneath it. Fingers slid their way into his blonde locks, casually messy as always. Reluctantly pulling away, Eric found Alan just as flushed as he was.

"You taste good, Eric," Alan remarked. He was practically aglow, his face lit by his blush. "Thank you, though. I don't think I would be here right now if it wasn't for you.

"You're always welcome."

Koharu; Sorry if it's short. Grell and Will are surely up next!

Grell; Yay! OH, WIIIIILLL~!