#drinking partners

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Here, have part two. This was supposed to be the end, but oh well. Pt. 3 will be a thing. *********** Izuna was equal parts amused and horrified when he woke up. Horrified, because he'd woken up next to a very familiar head of soft, white hair. Hair that most certainly belonged to the wrong Senju. Touka would kill him if she ever even thought he would try anything with her baby cousin. (Or anyone else, but Izuna had a well known weakness of strong, beautiful people and Tobirama fit that description perfectly) The amusement came when he realised that Tobirama was cuddled up to Madara using his shoulder, and thus his mane of hair, as a pillow. Hair that he would occasionally nuzzle n let out little contented noises into. Madara himself was awake and staring. Couldn't really blame him. Who knew Senju Tobirama could be so cuddly? Or cute. That little nuzzle snuffle thing he was doing was impossibly cute. You had to wonder what his reaction would be when he woke up. Nothing good, he was sure. The knocking at the door came as a relief, and Izuna gleefully abandoned his elder brother to his fate. Honestly, he didn't want to be anywhere near by when the younger man woke up. The entertainment just wasn't worth the risk. Opening the door made him rethink that. On one hand, there was Touka. Looking radiant and slightly flushed from her morning workout, inspiring all kinds of fun ideas. On the other hand... Hashirama was there, looking faintly worried and... rumpled. He was going with rumpled. The evidence of a night with his wife was plain to see. He didn't need to think of Hashirama doing things with his wife that he himself wanted to do with Touka. Ew. An unexpected wave of sympathy washed over him, and suddenly last night wasn't so amusing. Poor Tobirama. Touka on the other hand looked far to amused as she looked around. He wondered if she was perhaps looking for zombies. "Have you seen Tobi? He wasn't there when I went to wake him for breakfast." 'I wonder why?' Was on the tip of his tounge, but he bit it back. The older man obviously didn't realize that his brother had walked in on him. He'd be much more awkward. "He came over last night. We had a bit to drink. You know, unwind a bit?" 'Blot out the memeory of your big brother having sex. Commiserate with said brothers best friend. All that.' Touka instantly parked up, eyes alight with mischief even as Hashirama paled slightly. "You got Tobes to drink? I haven't seen him take more than a sip or two since the zombie incident!" She was far to gleeful about something that sounded so terrifying. "Is that why so many people are rambling about dragons this morning?" "Dragons?" Touka rolled her eyes at he cousin. "Yes, dragons. You were getting busy, so of course you wouldn't know." The Senju clan head flushed bright red and hissed at his cousin, "Touka!" A hushed voice came from the bedroom, distracting them both. To quiet to make out what was being said, but obviously Madara. He sounded surprisingly fond, maybe even gentle. Hashirama suddenly looked uncomfortably calm, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything..." Izuna nearly choked at the implication, and quickly shook his head. "No! Nothing like that!" They stood in awkward silence for a moment before Touka cleared her throat. "Tobi?" "Sleeping. He's, uh, sleeping. He stayed here last night." Hashirama's eyes flickered to the doorway where Madara's voice had come from just a moment before, then the full force of his gaze locked on Izuna. He didn't look awkward or uncomfortable any more. Nor did he look particularly pleased. Izuna flailed and tried to clear up the misunderstanding. "They didn't sleep together! Well they did, we all did, but not together, together!" Oops. Wrong thing to say. That was not a friendly look in Hashirama's eyes. Izuna said a quick prayer for his brother. Before things could get any worse a snort of laughter broke the mounting tension. They both turned to look at Touka who was doubled over with an arm around her waist and a hand covering her mouth. "You... you got him to the drunk cuddley stage!" A small smile started to form on Hashirama's face and Izuna relaxed. His prayers had been answered, he wasn't going to be an only child. Slowly Touka's amusement passed and she wiped the tears from her eyes. As she was straightening back up she saw movement from the corner of her eye and watched in shock as a small white dragon scampered across the room and through the cracked bedroom door. A loud growling hiss sounded from the room, followed by a startled yelp of pain. "The fuck!? Call it off, Senju!" The three of them bolted for the bedroom, only to find Madara holding the little creatre at arms length as it thrashed and clawed at him, and Tobirama blinking from the pile of blankets he was curled up on and wincing at the noise. He reached for the angry creature who instantly stopped hissing and crooned gently as it curled around his arm before scampering up to his shoulder. "I... what?" Madara glared at the little dragon, who was nuzzling the hair that he had just been petting. Madara pissed at the tiny critter for more than just the clawing. (Tobirama was adorable ok? Who wouldn't want to stay curled up with him awhile?) "Your new summons. Congratulations." The dragon preened as it glowed softly, blessedly easing Tobiramas hangover. "I'm Kouryuu! Mother said to call her when you feel better." Tobirama blinked, then looked up at the others. "What did I do?" Madara eyed Hashirama and smirked. He was just annoyed enough to make the man suffer. "Well, after you walked in on your brother and Mito, you came over here to find a drinking partner." Hashirama turned bright red as he stared at his younger brother in horror, but Madara continued. "Apparently last time you got drunk you summoned zombies and you wanted to avoid that. So, you asked Izuna here to keep that from happening. Unfortunately once he had a few drinks and I stepped out for a moment you got to talking about summons. Wondering which you would be aligned with." Tobirama groaned and hid his face in his hands. "I reverse summoned myself?" Kouryuu gave out a chirping purr as it nuzzled him again. "We brought you back! But then you decided that his spikes made a good pillow. Spikes are bad pillows!" It hissed indignantly at Madara who growled right back. "It's hair! There is nothing spikey about it!" The silence the filled the room was supremely awkward as Hashirama was torn between glaring at his friend, cooing at the tiny, obviously protective dragon that was curling around his brothers neck and perhaps dying of embarrassment. "Never again." Tobirama groaned, ignoring Touka's knowing look and avoiding Hashirama's suspicious scowl. Kami, he hoped he hadn't done anything worse than cuddle the man. Drunk him had zero impulse control. Sober him still tried to summon zombies, but I'm a controlled setting. And yes, he was going summon the dragons too. How could he pass that up? And at least sober him knew not to cuddle with people. Sober him also didn't wake up feeling like a war was eating in his head. Waking up hungover had been... decidedly unpleasant and painful. Though, he did remember someone playing with his hair, and Madara's voice lulling him back to sleep. The soothing scent that clung to the yukata he'd managed to wrap himself in was another plus. And, well, he had a baby dragon curled around his shoulders nuzzing and cooing along with the permission to summon its mother. Worth the lecture from Hashirama and all the teasing from Touka he was going to get when he got home. "So much better than the zombies."

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Put all the ingredients in a blender and blend for 2-3 minutes. Pour into a glass container and put into the fridge to chill. Serve in a fancy glass with a cinnamon stick as garnish. Enjoy!

I wanna drink, but I hate drinking alone