The incident happened one weekend when Daichi's parents had both been out of town, his father in America, and his papa in Osaka to see his brother.
Daichi was left the apartment, a spare set of keys, enough food to last a couple weeks, and enough coffee to last a decade. The sun was shining, and the wind on the balcony was refreshing in the hot summer. Break was coming up soon, and he was excited to spend the time with his friends. But for now, his parents said that he was to stay in the house, something he didn't like. He hated to be indoors. His primal instincts would falter whenever he was stuck somewhere for too long, he would lose his color, his eyes would become dull. And that's how he was now, stuck inside while he obeyed his parents wishes.
From his room, the entire skyline could be seen, and he spent long nights marvelling at the people walking beneath the penthouse windows, and he would give them names, occupations, lovers, and stories. But they were never the same. This person had a bad childhood, but they found a stray dog that helped them through it, but this person talking to them, they were from a rich family. They had everything they ever wanted and more. Daichi laughed when two people would laugh, or fight, and he would smile when he saw a small child clutching her mother's hand, and he would frown when someone would litter. Normal life was complete fantasy to him, and he couldn't get enough of it. It was his drug.
But today was different. Both his parents were out of town, and when the phone began to ring, he sighed and picked it up, speaking a begrudgingly dull 'hello' into the receiver with the intention of passing himself off as bored and tired, not willing to talk. But it was not one of his parents who called to check up on him. Instead, it was Katsuo, who ignored Daichi's sleepy tone and demanded that they meet somewhere, do something, anything to save him from this boredom of the noon weekend. Daichi agreed, mistakenly stating that his parents were out of town.
Katsuo took interest in this, and inevitably showed up on Daichi's doorstep with a new plant, one the boy had never seen before. It's tall stalk separated into seven pointed leaves. It was dying, and he took it from Katsuo with gentle hands and piteous eyes.
It was set on the coffee table between two couches, and as Daichi went to get water, Katsuo sat on the couch beside the plant. When the silverette fed the plant water, he saw it brighten and it visibly began to become greener.
"What did you do to this plant?" Daichi asked as he finished watering it, now looking for any major infections in the stalk. When he didn't find anything, or hear an answer from Katsuo, he looked up to find the other boy snoring softly, head resting on the back of the couch. Daichi smiled and let him sleep, knowing he probably had a rough and tough day yesterday. He briefly recalled an awkward conversation about how Katsuo had been grounded for a couple weeks, and wasn't allowed into any of the clubs. He must have snuck out last night, Daichi thought as he fetched a blanket for his friend, draping it across the blond-haired boy's shoulders. He smiled down, taking the time to admire the golden-brown locks, the firm jaw, and the pink lips that his face framed so perfectly.
He had always favoured the female form, but, even if it was just the boring air in the penthouse that was causing him such thoughts, it was only human nature to appreciate something as natural and realistic as Katsuo. A pink blush covered Daichi's cheeks, and his eyes diverted away when his mind began to have secondary, perhaps dirtier, ideas.
Is he bi? How big is it? Does it feel good? Does he like me like that? Would he do m- N-No! Stop thinking things like that you traitorous mind! God, why am I so perverted?! I blame Dad...
To get his mind off of things, he tended to the plant with care, bringing it outside to soak up some sun while he nuked pasta for lunch. He ate alone at the table, soaking in the sunlight beaming in from the windows, much like the resurrected plant on the balcony.
The sky was darkening when Katsuo finally awoke, groaning when the artificial light from the apartment burned his eyes. Shit, he had the worst goddamn headache. Was he drinking? Did he light up a smoke recently?
"Good morning, sunshine!" He heard Daichi say happily, and he groaned again, his memory flooding back in vivid color.
He cracked his neck and back with a sigh, stretching out like a cat. His eyes found Daichi, but no plant, which caused him some apparent grief. But Daichi just smiled, answering his unasked question.
"It's in my bedroom! I think it was lonely." He said, smiling, albeit shyly at Katsuo.
"Lonely?" He asked, and the boy beside him made a noise of affirmation, giving him a firm nod. "How was it lonely? It's a plant, it doesn't have feelings.."
Daichi just smiled knowingly. "Oh, that's what you think, but they're a lot more perceptive than than they let on!" He laughed softly, covering his mouth with his hand. Katsuo rolled his eyes at the act, sitting up further, giving the boy a warning glare, then sighing.
"Anyways, can I sleep here tonight? I don't feel like going back home." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, giving the younger boy a nervous grin. Daichi smiled and nodded, standing up with a questioning look on his face.
"So, what was that plant you gave me?"
"Cannabis." There was only silence.
"... Wait, you gave me marijuana?!"
"No, I gave you cannabis. It's not marijuana yet." Katsuo sighed, massaging his temples while trying to ignore the younger boy's pestering.
"But that's illegal! Don't you know what they would do to you if they found out about this?! You could go to jail.. for f-forever! Don't you understand?! Katsuo, are you even listening to m-"
"Daichi!" He gripped the boy's shoulders firmly and looked into his eyes. "Trust me, I know what I'm doing."
"But-" He was silenced when Katsuo put a finger to his lips.
"Shh, I know what I'm doing. I've been cultivating cannabis since I was in junior high. I've been selling it since junior high, and I have yet to be caught. I keep my identity hidden from the people I deal to, and make a lot of money doing so." He gave Daichi a quick look over, and stepped back. "You won't tell on me right?" His playful smirk made Daichi shiver slightly.
"No, but.. I'm serious, be careful."
"Hah, you worry too much! I'll be fine, I haven't been caught yet, right? What could go wrong?" He raised an eyebrow, thinking. "But lately.. my plants have been dying.. Can you-"
"No, I will not take care of your drug plants!" Katsuo gave him that look, that pitiful sniffling face, that he desperately knew he shouldn't be attracted to, but he was regardless. And he just kept staring at it, until the face forced him to give in. "Alright, alright, I'll do it!" He was in engulfed in a passionate hug from the blond-haired boy, as he thanked him. His blush was hotter than ever.
A/N: chapter 4! wrote this in one day.. do you guys see what happens when you review~? And btdubs, invisiblemage: One, love your name, and two, yes, yes, it shall get better.. but not yet! Muahahaha~ rating has officially been raised. Review~