Author note

Happy B-day to me! I'm fifteen now and to celebrate me being one year closer to kicking the bucket, I got one-hundred dollars from my family. I'm going to save up for a new laptop so I can check my stories more professionally.

The next day I woke up in a strange, but familiar, bedroom. It smelled of cheese burgers, fries, and scrap metal from bey parts. I sat from the black and white bed someone had placed me in, but I fell right back down when a sharp shock of pain went through my head. Looking around, it became obvious I wasn't in the back room of in the bar because of the light pictures of flowers and beyblade trophies. As I closed my eyes in an attempt to ease my head ache, I herd a door slam open with a bright light behind it. To keep my hang over from getting anymore painful, I snapped my head away from the bright light as if it was going to kill me.

"Hyoma are you OK?" I herd a familiar voice say.

"Madoka? How did I get in here?" I said, slightly slurring my words.

"I found you outside laying in a pile of dirt while I was on my way to meet Ginga" Madoka said, setting a small stack of cloths next to me.

I could tell Madoka was concerned about me by her eyes. One look into them and I knew she was close to crying. First she ignores me for months and makes me feel crap and now she's about to make me feel like pure shit by crying over me, I thought to myself.

"Are those my cloths from last night?" I uttered, looking down and finally noticing I was wearing someone's sleep cloths.

"Yeah, they were dirty so I washed them"

"OK, but what I'm really concerned with is how did you change me in my sleep?" I asked, a small bit embarrassed by the thought of being undressed by a girl.

"It took awhile cause I had my eyes closed, but don't worry I hardly saw anything" Madoka said reassuringly."By the way It's not attractive when guys go commando"(just for those who do not know what going commando means in this term, it means without under wear or under clothing)

"Sorry you had to see that much of me" I said, feeling my face turn bright red.

"It's OK, I didn't have any problems with it" Madoka replied with a smile.

We stared at each other for a few moments before she realised what she said.

"I mean...I didn't have any difficulties with the washer and stuff! I didn't mean it like that!" Madoka's face was probably redder than mine at this point.

I laughed as she fumbled to choose the right words to say, which only made her face change to a brighter red.

"OK then, before I choke on my own tongue lets talk something else. Why were you knocked out on a pile of dirt?" Madoka huffed, trying to catch her breath.

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"Well I...I really can't tell you without you getting upset" I said, pulling a blanket half way over my face.

"Hyoma If it's bad I want to know " Madoka spoke spoke with a gentle voice.

"I'm an alco-" I stopped to think about what I was about to do. What If she tells Hokuto, or Ginga, or his dad; or anyone else. I thought to myself.

"I'm an alcoholic" I said, sounding more proud of it than I intended.

"Oh"

A long silence engulfed us. Madoka sat on the edge of the bed next to were my stomach was.

"So I guess you think I'm crazy for drinking, don't you?" I said, with half my face under a blanket.

"No, I think you just need help getting better" Madoka pulled the blanket from my face and looked down at me.

I looked into her brown eyes as she placed her hand on mine. I lifted my back off the bed so our lips could connect in a kiss. The kiss started out light, but became more passionate as we continued. She sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck, and in return I wrapped my arms around her waist to keep her balanced. We stayed like this for about twenty long minutes and we were prepared to keep going as long as we could, but we pulled apart when we saw herd the door open.

Author note

Oh god I had to force my Asexual self to write that last part. Anyway I hope no one hates this pairing cause I'm going to be using it in the story for awhile.