• What in the world! This was so complicated! Not even Ichi himself knew what was going on. Here he is running his hands through his black hair, face down on the table in sheer confusion.

    It all started on Friday night- and yes everything was going all right. ...Or at least so far. Ichi and his friend Tawainai were there at his place watching scary movies. This was the night of All Hallows Eve, after all. The movie "Kowaii Onna" had been showing upon the TV screen it's horrible images of a victim's impending doom. Both boys had probably been spending most of the movie hiding behind the couch. Then comes the call...

    <RING RING!> The phone sprang to life in sound and vibration. Ichi jumped and looked over to see the phone had lit up in a happy tone. He crawled over to the device and ended the sound but answering the call.

    "Hello?" He request.

    "Dude..." moaned the voice on the other line. It sounded like his boyfriend, Yakuzai, the man he loved. A smile reached across Ichi's face.

    "Zai-Zai" he teased. "What's up?"

    "Holy crap, dude. I am like... so high right now" the loved one's voice breathed. An eyebrow rose on Ichi's face. Did he just hear that?

    "Uh...wha?"

    "I just had some weed...and I had A LOT of beer right now. I am so high...and so drunk right now" Yakuzai laughed. "Oh man... why is the room all sideways?"

    Ichi was slightly freaked out by this but assumed he was joking. He knew (or thought he knew) that his boyfriend would never do that. As much as he talked about how much he was against it due to that he gets sick (litterally he'd throw up at the scent) when smelling the vile stench of some sort of joint-like substance. Even cigarettes- despite the fact that Tawainai excused himself from the movie to go smoke outside. Also he had a bad history of dealing with those he smoked some nasty death stick. But anyway, Ichi thought his little Zai-Zai was playing around so he began to tease.

    "I don't know. Why don't you ask that floating panda in the tutu over there" he poked.

    Zai moaned wirily like a child. "No no no.. that panda is clearly wearing a leotard. Can't you tell?". Ichi twitched his eye a bit. Either this guy had good imagination or he WAS what he claimed to be.

    "Sorry" Ichi moaned, reminding himself of Napoleon Dynamite. "To me it looked more of short-shorts"

    Zai gave a giggle that sounded like a baby. "Oh Ok. Oh and also everything is all purple and stuff. Wonder why...."

    "It's cause you Yaoi" Ichi announced in his own theory. It wasn't before long that later in the conversation that Ichi figured out that the guy was in fact high. Not only was he high but he was also drunk.

    "Uh I gotta go now" Zai said sounding nervous before he hung up.

    The Next Day......

    RING RING! The phone rang again while Ichi was at his studies. He looked over at it as the ID read that it was him again. He moaned as he picked it up to open it.

    "Hello?" he answered bracing himself.

    "Dude, what the hell happened last night?" he demanded.

    "Well..." Ichi stuttered. "You were kinda-"
    "I was high wasn't I?"
    "....and drunk"

    Zai let out a explicit word form up secretly between his lips.

    "Something wrong? ...besides that fact that you got high?" Ichi requested.

    "I got caught by my parents" Zai muttered. "They want me to get tested"

    Ichi burted into panic. "Tested?!! WHY THe HELL FOR???!!!!"

    "Well duh. cause they caught me high. That and..."

    "And?"

    "Yeah...it's the first time I was caught"

    ".......WHAT???!!!"

    "I like to do weed, man. It feels so good"

    "But you told me the only thing like that you ever did was get drunk!"

    "I know I know-"

    "You told me you don't do drugs!"

    "Yeah...well..it's like this..." Zai started to explain. "I went to a friend's place and hung out and I didn't even expect him to have some there. So we thought we could try it....so yeah..It was a party there too, right?". Ichi was silent, still listening but silent and his words were absent. "So anyway. Yeah I like to do weed a lot. It makes sex better, it makes me feel better. Oh my god, it's just like sex!"

    "But after everything I explained to you! If you ever do that again I-"

    "You won't have to worry. Cause if I do do it again I'll be with you and the sex will be amazing!"

    Ichi could just imagine having a vein appear on his head and causing his death by explosion. He didn't know what to think but what he was saying. His teeth clenched.

    "I told you already weed makes me sick unless you want me to throw up on you" Ichi threatened.

    Zai laughed. "OK fine then I won't do it around you then"

    "That's not the point!"

    "Look, man. I gotta go now. I'll call you in a few hours. Bye" Zai instantly hung up after submitting his exit. Ichi stood there with the phone still in hand, blank, confused. What just happened? That's when Tawainai walked in curious of what had happened. Ichi told all, causing Tawainai to basically hold the same expression on his face that Ichi had minutes ago- sheer confusion. They talked about their opinions of the event for a while until the phone rang once again.

    "Hello" Ichi strained.

    "Yo!". It was him again. "Wait...never-mind..can't talk now" then hung up.

    Ichi shook his head. "......What?" was the only word that came out of his mouth. Straight and direct.

    So many hours later the 'couple' for say had not spoken for the next whole hours. There we see Ichi in a depressed form on the table, hand in face. He had to think. He had to make a decision whether it was painful or not. He called his so-called love himself this time.

    "Hello?"

    "Zai-Zai? Seriously. We have to talk"