[Dknight]

"There's this super cool party, he says, you should come he says," Bakuro muttered angrily, as he tried to find out where the hell he was headed. He groaned. He should have known better than to get directions from Hiroki; the kid could barely find his way to Algebra.


Bakuro walked down the empty street, looking around for a house that looked like it was filled with drunk teenagers. He himself tried not to drink, because he couldn't handle the stuff.

"Jesus, finally!" He whined, seeing a house which nearly vibrated from the loud music coming from within it. He knocked on the front door, and almost immediately, Hiroki answered. Bakuro smacked him behind the head. "You sonofabitch, these directions were HORRIBLE." he complained, then grinned as he walked in, giving his good friend a noogie.

Bakuro walked amongst the large crowd, his golden eyes shining, his white hair reflecting the colourful lights.