Problem
Problem? I don't have a problem. Why would I have a problem? Do you have a problem? Do you want to tell me your problem? Is that why you accuse me of having one? I can see concern in your eyes, but why? Sure I drink a bit too much sometimes and I overdosed twice but that doesn't mean I have a problem. I can stop anytime I want to; I mean its not like I'm addicted or anything. You follow me around when I go out now, your like my shadow and my conscience combined, always making sure I don't go near bars or dealers, it gets annoying, but also it makes me feel like someone actually cares about me. You've stayed by my side through thick and thin, and even after all I've done your still here, guiding me, helping me, caring about me. And as you sit there, watching me, waiting for me to speak I realize that I do have a problem. I Kai Hiwatari have a problem, and your helping me through it like the friend you are.
One Year Later
Kai's POV
I wait for you at the new café you said to meet at; I arrived early so I could get us a table. I've been clean for a year now and have more friends then ever, but you're the only friend I keep in touch with when I can, like now. You finally arrive, with your number one smile in place, and sit down across from me. As we talk about everything that's happened in the past months we've been apart I look at you and smile, thinking "Thank you for being my friend, Ray."