Haruki frowned at the mention of the stench, coming from his hair. "Later. I don't want to miss the fireworks." he growled, but reached at his hair, and attempted to shake the sake out of it (though, without much success). He just got into an upset mood because of it again! But soon he'll be too drunk to think about it, so it mattered very little. He followed Blake, walking with long, flowing steps, and easily keeping up without as much as breaking a sweat.<br/><br/>Though, it was at least a little fortunate - at least he found someone to drink with, someone who wasn't a flirty girl interested more in drinking HIS sake than buying her own. Though, Nyoko would sure show up soon...<br/><br/>Right when he thought of it, something poked him into the back. He twisted his head back, and saw the exact face he feared he'd  see. Nyoko! How did she find him?<br/><br/>"You were making quite a ruckus, Ruki! And you smell of sake and you didn't leave me any... Where are your manners?" she sighed, immediately brisking up to appear beside him. Haruki emitted a low growl. "My manners were stuck up my ass when you started following me! Get lost, Nyo! I already told you I wasn't gonna share anything with you! So go find someone else to bother!" he burst out at her.<br/>Nyoko bent her head back, provoking him with the elegant curve of her neck, and sighed, rolling her eyes over.<br/>"You are ruthless." she muttered.<br/>"Thanks for the compliment." he replied.<br/><br/>When someone was willing to share his sake with him, he wasn't going to share, even with Nyoko!