"Ian?" Anthony asked through the phone. Ian sighed, he could hear Anthony's breaths coming in short breaths and could tell he was rocking by the way his voice changed pitches when he talked.

"Again?" Ian said, mostly to himself.

"Please." Anthony begged. He sounded broken and scared. Ian instantly felt guilty and got to his feet, rising from the couch he had been lounging on while he watched some reality show on the television.

"I'll be right there," he said to Anthony before he hung up the phone, grabbing his keys and leaving his apartment. Ian headed toward Anthony's apartment, already knowing what he would find there. Anthony was having a panic attack. They usually didn't happen this often, but ever since his break up with Kalel, they came more often. At first Anthony had tried to handle them on his own, but they just began to get worse and he had no other choice but to call Ian for help, and Ian had promised to be there whenever Anthony needed him. Ian intended to keep his promise, after all Anthony was his best friend, but he also wanted to be with Joven and he couldn't. At least not as much as he wanted to.

Ian reached Anthony's apartment relatively quickly. He was about to raise his hand to knock at the door when he realized the door was already cracked open. With a small shake of his head, Ian stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Anthony must have been about to leave when this one hit him. The apartment was dark, except for the light pouring in from the window, which created long shadows in the apartment. Anthony sat on the floor of the living room area, his keys and phone lay on the floor in front of him. Anthony's breaths were quick and shallow, he gently rocked back and forth, trying to lessen the tremors that racked his body. Ian quickly went to Anthony's side, placing an arm around him, rubbing his back in small, reassuring circles. At first it seemed as if Anthony hadn't even realized Ian was there, but then he leaned against him, the rocking stopping as he let Ian hold him.

"I-I'm s-s-" Anthony began in a broken voice.

"Shhh. Everything will be okay," Ian whispered, tightening his hold on Anthony. Anthony only swallowed and laid his head against Ian's chest. Ian continued to hold Anthony, but Anthony didn't calm down. This panic attack was worse than the small ones Ian had gotten used to, but he had been there for some of the worse and knew how to handle them as well. He helped Anthony into an upright position and crouched in front of him.

"Anthony. Look at me." Ian said, his voice calm, but more commanding. Anthony obliged, lifting his brown gaze to meet Ian's blue eyes. "Breath with me, in and out," Ian breathed along with Anthony.

"In, and out," Ian repeated, and slowly Anthony's breathing began to return to normal, the shaking stopping. Ian smiled and returned to his earlier position beside Anthony, and Anthony took up his position, leaning against Ian and resting his head on Ian's chest. Anthony turned his head to look at Ian, a small smile on his lips.

"Thanks," he whispered. Ian simply nodded, watching as Anthony slowly sat up, staying beside Ian as he did. Anthony reached out and grabbed Ian's hand giving it a gentle squeeze. "I owe you one,"

"No you don't, Anthony. I don't mind helping you. I told you to call me if you needed me," Ian protested. Anthony's smile faded.

"I know," Anthony let out a sigh and looked into Ian's blue eyes. "I just feel like I've needed you too much lately,"

"I'll always be here for you," Ian said, in a soft voice. He squeezed Anthony's hand in return. Anthony smiled again. Ian watched as Anthony slowly leaned over and pressed his lips against Ian's cheek. Ian flushed and glanced away, but he didn't say anything to stop Anthony. lately, especially after his panic attacks, Anthony had become more and more affectionate towards Ian, and Ian couldn't bring himself to tell Anthony to stop. Anthony was going through a hard time already and even though he felt bad when he was with Joven, he wanted to be there for Anthony as well. Ian didn't know what was the right thing to do, so instead he didn't do anything. Besides, it wasn't like he and Joven were together anyway, right? While Ian had been lost in though, Anthony raised his hand to Ian's face, turning it back to look at him and then kissing him on the lips, softly and hesitantly. Ian didn't think, he just acted, kissing Anthony back. Anthony lightly bit Ian's lower lip, asking for entrance; Ian granted it and opened his mouth slightly. Anthony's tongue explored Ian, small gasps of pleasure escaping from his throat as they continued to kiss. Ian's mind went blank, filled only with Anthony, his earlier worries and guilt disappearing the instant Anthony's lips met his. Ian lost himself in Anthony, in his taste, his smell, and the soft moans that escaped him. Eventually Anthony pulled away, leaving both himself and Ian breathing heavily. Anthony flashed Ian a smile, and Ian couldn't help but return it.

"Thanks," Anthony whispered again.

. . .

"Hey guys and welcome to this weeks Game Bang!" Joven shouted towards the camera, as he started recording. He took his seat beside Ian. "We're back and breader than ever!" He said with a small chuckle. Sohinki shook his head.

"You're going to need some butter puns than that Joven," Lasercorn called.

"If you can't tell by all these puns, we're play I am bread!" Anthony announced to the camera. "Joven, would you like to explain the punishment?"

"Things are going to get toasty this week," Joven said with a wink. "In honor of Valentine's Day we have decided that the two losers will have to play the game together. One person will be blindfolded and control the bread, while the second person will act as the other's eyes,"

"And to make things.. er toastier, the second person will sit on the first person's lap!" Ian added, stealing Joven's pun. The crew broke into nervous laughter.

"I just hope that no one ends up with Joven being their eyes," Sohinki said with a laugh, giving Joven a small jab. The others laughed along with him, except for Ian. He kept silent, keeping the promise he had made to Joven. Joven caught his eye and Ian gave him a quick smile before he turned to the camera.

"Bread bang!" Ian shouted.

"Bread bang!"

Bang Bread!"

Anthony was the first to play the game. They had learned from the Gamtime episode that the game was much easier with a controller so they had connected an Xbox controller to the computer. Even with the new controls the game was still extremely difficult. Each person got three attempts and Anthony had already wasted his first two.

"Fuck!" He shouted as his grip ran out and he fell to the floor. "Hurry up, hurry up!" Anthony said was he climbed up the counter once again. He stopped on the top and moved the camera angle, something he had learned on his second attempt. "Okay, so I need to get to that toaster.." He said quietly to himself. Sohinki, Mari, Lasercorn, Joven and Ian watched Anthony play, laughing at how frustrated he was getting, and at every mistake he made. Anthony began to move again, making his way along the firdge toward the stove. His plan had been to go across the stove, and onto the other counter where the toaster was, but instead he found that you could toast yourself on the stove. He finished with a graceful F and 26% edibility. His time was 21:45. Sohinki was the next person to play.

"Shit. It looks way easier than it really is," he grunted as he made his way through the level.

"Hey Ian," Joven said. Ian glanced at Joven.

"Yeah?"

"Why doesn't bread like warm weather?" he asked with a grin.

"I don't know, why?"

"Things get toasty!" Joven said bursting into laughter. Sohinki groaned.

"That joke was terrible," he complained. Ian shook his head but couldnt help but chuckle at the joke. Lasercorn giggled slightly, but Anthony and Mari simply groaned and shook their heads.

"Goddammit!" Sohinki yelled. "I pressed the button." he grumbled.

"Yeah, sure you did," Ian cooed, earning laughs from everyone.

"I did." Sohinki said as he restarted the level. This was his last attempt. He finished not to far behind Anthony's time, with a time of 22:13. Lasercorn was next, followed by Ian, Joven and lastly Mari. Everyone struggled through the level, cursing, screaming, and yelling at the difficulty. Joven continued to make his bread puns and jokes, with the others joining in when they could come up with one. After everyone had finished Anthony faced the camera and read out the scores.

"In no particular order we have Sohinki with twenty two minutes and thirteen seconds. Joven with twenty seven minutes and eight seconds, Ian, with twenty three minutes and seventeen seconds, Mari with twenty six minutes and thirty four seconds, myself with twenty one minutes and forty five seconds. And we have Lasercorn with the worst possible score, ever, with thirty two minutes and fifty five seconds." Anthony announced, bursting into laughter when he read out Lasercorn's score.

"I don't like simulator games!" Lasercorn said in an attempt to defend himself.

"We have Joven and Lasercorn in the bottom two," Sohinki said, ignoring Lasercorn's comment. Lasercorn groaned along with Joven.

Lasercon and Joven did rock paper scissors to decide which person would be the eyes and which person would hold the controller. Lasercorn won and decided to be the eyes, which made Joven the controller.

"Joven's not good at seeing, let's hope he's better with the controller," he joked as Joven sat in the chair, while Anthony tied a blindfold to cover Joven's eyes.

"He probably doesn't even need the blindfold!" Anthony said with a laugh. The others joined in, except Ian again. When Anthony had finished tying the blindfold, Lasercorn reluctantly sat on Joven's lap.

"You better not get a boner," Lasercon threatened. Sohinki, Mari, and Anthony laughed. Ian didn't laugh, but he did smile despite himself.

"You only wish you could give me a boner," Joven said with a big grin.

"Ew," Lasercorn said shaking his head in disgust. Ian began to feel irritated, especially towards Lasercorn. He didn't understand why, but everything he was saying or doing just rubbed Ian the wrong way. Was he feeling jealous? Ian quickly shook his head. He had no reason to be jealous. He wasn't even sure how he felt about what was going on with him and Joven, and with Anthony for that matter. Ian didn't know if he was gay or straight, or what he was and everything was beginning to confuse him. He shook his head again, in an attempt to clear his thoughts. He focused on Joven and Lasercorn again.

"No go that way!" Lasercorn was saying as Joven moved along the table.

"What way!?" he said in frustration.

"The right way," Lasercorn retorted. Joven shook his head and sighed.

"You're a crumby guide," Joven said after a moment of silence.

"Not more bread jokes," Sohinki complained. Anthony and Lasercorn groaned as if Joven's jokes caused them physical pain.

"They aren't funny anymore," Mari said, shaking her head.

"Anymore? They never were!" Lasercorn said with a smile.

"Bread jokes are always funny, wanna know why?" Joven asked. "Because they never get mold!" he answered even though know one had asked why. Ian couldn't help but laugh at the joke.

"Come on dude, don't encourage him," Anthony whined. Ian shrugged.

"That one was funny," he said. Mari laughed along with Ian.

"It kind of was," she said between giggles.

Lasercorn continued to guide, if you could call it that, Joven through the level, and after twenty minutes the pair gave up. Joven pulled off his blindfold and looked at the screen.

"I was going the wrong direction!" he said in exasperation.

"I kept telling you that!" Lasercorn said over the laughter. Anthony shook his head.

"Well we know that these two could never work together." Anthony said with a smile.

"Not even if their lives depended on it!" Sohinki added.

"I'd rather die than work with Joven," Lasercorn said with a shrug.

"And on that note, Bread bang!" Ian shouted.

"Bread bang!" The others shouted along, ending the game bang.

"Are you going to get up now?" Joven asked. Lasercorn still sat on Joven's lap. Lasercorn shrugged.

"I don't know yet, I'm pretty comfortable," he said with a laugh. The jealousy Ian had felt earlier returned full force. He didn't like that he was getting jealous, and it only made him angry.

Joven shook his head and stood up, causing Lasercorn to fall, laughing as he did. The crew began to talk with each other, recalling moments of the game bang, and laughing. Ian couldn't handle it any longer. He felt strange, and confused. He didn't know why he was jealous, or even if he should be jealous. Did he really like Joven that way? And what about Anthony? Was Ian gay? Ian sighed and closed his eyes for a brief moment. When he opened them he noticed Anthony was giving him a strange look, along with everyone else.

"Are you okay?" Anthony asked, he sounded worried and confused. Ian simply nodded.

"I'm fine," he said. "But, I do have to go." he added. He needed to clear his head. He walked towards the door, but stopped when Anthony called his name. He turned his head to look over his shoulder.

"Yeah?"

"What about gametime? We still need to film that,"

"I'll be back soon, we can film it then," Ian said and then proceeded to walk out. He didn't wait for a response from Anthony. He made his way to the parking garage and to his car. He didn't know exactly where he was going, but driving around always seemed to help clear his mind. And he really needed to clear his head right now. He started the car and drove out of the parking garage, headed in no particular direction, Ian drove the darkening streets of Los Angeles deep in thought.