"I'll have another shot" Alit announced to the bar tender, slamming his glass against the table.

Gilag sighed and rested his head in the palm of his left hand, Alit has already had 7 shots of whine, but the kid was still going at it.

Finally, Gilag spoke "Look I know you're upset, but you should really take a break from drinking".

"No'm perfectly fine" Alit slurred out, eyeing Gilag with disgust.

"You're in the body of a 13 year old boy, on earth; you're not even at the age of drinking" Gilag informed "You've over did it, just chill out".

Alit threw his new glass of wine at Gilag's face, of course the large barian was not hurt by the younger one's attack, he even managed not to get ticked off.

"You don't know how it feels" Alit yelled at him "every time I try to win her heart, get her to notice me…that Yuma guy gets in the way…". The tan-skinned held his head low, obviously trying to hide tears.

And for maybe the first time ever, Gilag felt sympathy for the little barian.

He patted Alit on the head with his large hand and stroked his hair a bit, "it'll be ok" he soothed "you're a great person, she'll notice you, I'm sure of it".

Alit looked up at him with his large, glowing green eyes. He looked shocked, but soon his facial features turned to doubt.

"Your liein'" Alit groaned "you're just tryin' to make meh feel better".

"Honestly, I'm not" Gilag responded "any girl would be lucky to have you as a lover, even if it's not her, your fun to be around".

Alit let out a hardy drunk laugh, "thanks buddy", Alit lightly punched Gilag's arm.

Gilag smiled at his friend feeling emotionally better, but unfortunate he wasn't physically better.

Without warning, Alit knelt over and vomited.

This came to the attention to the bar tender, "is he alright?" he asked. "Yea, I'm sure of it" Gilag assured, gripping Alit's shoulder's as more stomach acid poured out of his mouth.

After a while, Alit finally stopped throwing up and fell against Gilag's supportive chest. "I don't feel good…" Alit moaned out.

"How does this sound? I'll take you back to barian world so you can rest and miss school tomorrow" Gilag offered.

"…sounds great…" Alit muttered, barley auditable anymore.

Gilag picked up the younger barian bridal style and carried him out of the BARian. And in just one second, Alit passed out.

Gilag rolled his eyes playfully, "what am I gonna do with you, Kiddo?"

While leaving through the barian portal,

Gilag asked himself "I wonder what that whole hangover things means?"