Cryptic code
I cannot solve
Hidden puzzle
That won't dissolve
Lost in translation
With no representation
To spread the word
That can't be heard
No course to illuminate the source
Enlightenment
On obscure thought
Belittled by your rancid core
Mystic forces
Knowing exactly what your looking for
Ye' shall find within
The audience of which you seek
Do not renounce
Thee beckoning call
Because
The gate keeper
Holds all
-DNL235

What a long day, to bad Kisa isn't here. I miss my darlin' angel, wish he was here to keep me warm tonight or rather to keep each other warm with some naked wrestling. It would certainly keep the blood pumping. I'm such a naughty boy, no matter how much he denies it, so is my teddy. He's so embarrassed sometimes, it's so adorable when he turns into a tomato from blushing so profusely. There couldn't be a more radiant thing in the world, it must be a unexplored natural wonder.
As I unlock the front door, a vibrating originates from my pocket. Crossing the threshold, closing the portal and with-drawing the aggravating ring from my pocket. Tapping the necessary button, not recognizing the number. Bringing it to my ear and re-sighting my chant for unknown callers.

" Hello, Yukina Kou here. May I inquire..." As I am talking I am interrupted by my panda bears voice.

" Kou, it's me... Kisa."

Derp, of course i know its him, wonder why he would have to tell me. I'm surprised he called, he previously told me he had to work late, but I know his work number and this isn't is... So where is he? Sure I could ask, but he could also tell me, doesn't seem like he's willing too. " Kisa where are you? What's wrong?" Losing control of the volume of my voice, as I become worried, frightened of the endless possibilities that could have occurred. What could he have done this time?!

" I'm at Providence Hospital, but don't worry I'm not hurt or dying. I'm sorry for calling so late, but I need you too come here." His voice wavers in the receiver, Im sure he's scared, but I know better then to ask. Then if he's not hurt... What could it be?

" Kou.. Kou are you still there?"

" Yes honey, I'm on my way. Shouldn't be longer then forty-five minutes."

Beep...Eeepepepeeeep.

He hung up? He's not hurt, but is in the hospital. After he opened up and told me, I didn't know how to react, except with love. I was confused and who could blame me, it's not an everyday event. Yet determined, to do all that was needed and more.
Throwing the bag from my shoulder, slamming the door shut behind me. As I dashed down the twenty or so blocks, out of breath but finally reaching automatic double-doors. Nearly running into an elderly couple, in too much of a rush to stop and apologize. Making my way to a directory and hurrying to the nearest elevator. Reaching my floor, as it chimes a high pitch ding to alert me of my arrival.

Making my way to a unique half circular desk, maned by a slender ginger haired woman. Fine facial features, forehead covered with curled bangs. From a distance, I would easily mistake them for flame. That's not why I'm here, I'm here to find my love. Walking to the desk, she can't help but stare. You'd think that I'd be accustomed to this, but I've never seen my appeal. Now Kisa, I could see it but me, I seemed average, on the other hand if I looked the way I think I do. I may never have been good enough for my honey-pot. Continuing to gawk as I venture forward, must remember how the ladies feel. Especially since I'm no longer into them like that, I mean how would I tell her that I bat for the other team?

" Hello, Sir. How may I help you?"

Poor dear, she thinks she has a chance, mustn't shatter her deepest, darkest fantasies. Might has well charm her a bit." 'Allo my dear." Giving my most warm, Prince Charming smile. " I'm looking for someone." Wow, her face is only getting more rosy. I must ask Kisa next time why I'm so irresistible. When I asked to find someone, the woman nearly fainted, I hope I didn't give off the wrong idea, or send out the wrong message.

" Of course. Name?"

As she continued to stare at my unquestionable beauty, I had to stifle a giggle from rising. " I am looking for a friend. His name is Shouta Kisa." Her rambling stopped, which I was grateful for. I hadn't been listening to her white noise anyway, I was still aware of it. Her delicate features becoming very stern as she seemed deep in thought, contemplating my request.

" Yes. I remember him from earlier. He so very fortunate to gave such a devoted friend, an attractive one at that."

I was tempted to burst her bubble, I decide against it. Who I to shatter her dreams? " Can you take me too him?" I believe myself to be a man of patience. Even I have my limits, because this woman was trying my last nerve, as she continues to physically flirt with me. Having no desire to bed, her ignore her comes ons, my only concern being my panda bear. FINALLY, reconizging my frustration, briefly halts her endeavors.

" Of course. If you would please follow me."

Trailing behind her, noting the suffocating passage, it's deathly bright, blinding alabaster walls. Growing tighter, seemingly more cramped the further I venture forward. This woman must have no self-respect or modesty, or have been blinded by these walls. Blatant attempt to sway her hips. If she hasn't gotten the memo that I'm not interested yet, I don't think she ever will. No matter her attractive appearance, she must be an American, would account for the accent. Because she really seemed to believe that i was merely playing hard to get. Reaching a metal blockade. After a brief conversation over intercom, the heavy portal slowly swing open. Revealing a dingy enclosure. These pathetic conditions, the surroundings through my journey to get here where pristine, a mask to conceal the truth of devastating moral decay. The carpet morphed into swampy green mosh pit. A large male nurse coming in are direction, and yes I said MALE nurse. A hulk size beefy guy, now following him to a ajar door. Rushing forward, hearing a distinct and familiar weeping. Barging in, seeing a middle-aged woman trying to console my honey-bunches-of-oats. Barely taking in the fresh and old streams of tears, dashing to his side while pulling him into my arms. Rubbing circular motions on his back, him sniffling against my chest as I comfort him. Giving the evil eye to the woman across the table, as she try to convince me she did nothing to warrant my glare. Cries dying down, pulling his face from my chest, wiping his tears away.

In the most soothing coo possible ask," what's wrong? What happened?" Opening his mouth, then clapping it shut again unable to speak. Is it do terrible that he can't even tell me? Looking to the hag for any possible information.

" I am Lisa Slivermane, and I am the on duty Psychiatrist." Looking over to my Winnie-the- Pooh-Bear for confirmation, nodding his head, then she resumes." And I am handling your partners case."

" What do you mean his case, what's wrong?" Frustration taking over, consuming my self-control.

" Kisa checked himself in, under normal circumstances it would have taken a matter of weeks but he was very forthcoming. With that I was able to speed up the process."

" Okay, with all that, what's wrong?"

" It is evident with his paranoia, distorted interpretation of reality, resulting in the hallucinations, delusions, disordered thinking and behavior. Also with his severe emotional, behavioral problems and gradually worsening with time pushing toward suicide. I am sure you have been told or noticed his trouble sleeping, concentrating. Withdrawing from social events, false beliefs and hearing voices."

" Your purposely avoiding the question, what's wrong." Raising the volume of my voice another octave.

" Excuse me Mr. Yukina, I was getting to that." She take a shaky deep breath, then sighs. " Kisa has schizophrenia. With medication it can be managed, but there no cure."

Absorbing the power of her words, no wonder he couldn't explain on the phone. If it affects me this much, I can only imagine how pooh-bear feels.

" K-k-kou..." Kisa voice dying out as he begins to violently thrash and shake in my arms.

" Hold him still." Shouting at me, more interested in my love I obey. Then whispering under her breath, most likely to herself but I could still hear. " This is unexpected. Johnson get a gurney." The large male nurse dashes down the hall leaving me holding Kisa. As my convulsing honey-bunches-of-oats drifts into unconsciousness, I am filled with a indescribable dread and terrible fear.

WHATS WRONG NOW?