When Sawada and Kurosaki returned back, I was still unpacking some maps. I catch Sawada's glance. Unlikely, but I could notice a tiny confusion in his eyes. He quickly hid his eyes. I didn't ask Kurosaki, afterwards whatever he told anything to Sawada.
This day, I didn't hurry to go home. Even Monica's calls didn't persuade me. She may be upset latter, but… I can't back off my emotions so easily. More than that, as soon as I walked out of the school, my anger took over me with a new power.
I wandered among the old shops and building, among the one, I should have wandered with Monica, what I could do?
I was evening, around 21 o'clock and I still didn't prepare myself to go home. I bought myself sort of drink, with a low quantity of alcohol. I was permitted to students too. I sat down on the curb. To my fortune, I wasn't left alone for a long time. I felt someone's steps, approaching me. The person stopped besides me and sat down.
"It's late, aren't you going home?" I t was a cold voice.
"What, did I randomly take your place?" I talked back.
"Why are you always biting?" The person asked, but I could feel ineptness in his voice.
"I don't know, probably it's my nature, I answered honestly.
He smiled.
"What are you so happy about, Sawada? You're happy because you were given the role of Benvolio?" I asked.
"Are already drunk because of this childish drink?" He grinned.
"Huh?"
"Tell better that you don't drink, because you're only disgracing yourself."
I couldn't understand what is he talking about, that why I just mooed.
"Did you ran from home?" He asked.
"Do I look so, than I'm happy?"
"Why did you run?"
"What? Want to give me moral?"
"No, I just want to know the reasons; children are running from home, nowadays?"
"I never told I ran away from home. I said, I am just happy that I can create the visibility of this. I simply want to come home late." I lowered my head.
"You want to punish them?" he asked seriously. How many bottles did you drink?"
Though, I didn't remember how many, somehow I did guess that I was loaded on. I stood up and prepare to go home. I could feel that steps are following me. I turned behind.
"There's no reason to accompany me, dude?" I said, as mainly as I could.
Although, I have never been drunken before, and I don't know anything about this state, but I don't think I am drunken now. I continued to walk, and he followed me, silently. I stopped, in order to shake my head, because I couldn't see the direction anymore. I felt like I'm loosing my equilibrium.
"Hey!" Someone ran toward me and caught me.
For some minutes I stand with my head on his chest. I grunted.
"What? I lifted my head. I just wanted to take a rest for a moment, I began to explain him since the road to my house in so long…" yawned.
My head fell on his chest again.
"Ah, man( even when you're having booze, you shouldn't forget about your identity), you're too soft, your chest is too soft for a man's. If I were a girl, I would surely like it.(Confuse signs, make truthful hints, but make them look like lies) But, I' m not a homo, dude, so let me go. I tried to escape, but failed and my head again my head hit his head. But if I were, I continued, I would surely pick you, you soft chest ." I confessed to him.
"What are you talking about; he said trying to hold me, from falling, you're the one who is soft here."
I grunted and snickered.
"We should drink together, next time." I said.
"Never!" He said, trying his best to hold me.
I continued to say something gibberish and snicker.
"Sawada, I hollered while lifting my head, want to be my girlfriend?"
I don't remember how I come home or batter said how Sawada managed to drag me to my house. I just remember that he left me near the house and I climbed up by myself.
I remember my mum, dad and Monica standing in front of me, arguing between each other, whatever I'm drunken? What did I drink? How many bottles did I drink? What's my limit? They exchange opinion whatever I am a good drinker or not? Finally they asked themselves how did I make way home?