"This is too many." I looked up as I put my bag down. Nezumi was standing next to the cabinet. I smiled, feigning ignorance. "I suppose so, but it's better than alcohol, right?" He narrowed his eyes, saying, "No... this is worse. Besides, why would you need any kind of drugs?" Sighing, I leaned back.

He was being irritating. "At first I had trouble sleeping," I snapped. "Then I had trouble coping with work. Then I became depressed. You took so long, Nezumi. Alcohol doesn't mix well with these drugs, and my tolerance is low, so I have none." I shoved him out of the way. "Move. I ran out of them at work."

Nezumi, predictably, blocked me again. I glared. "Stop this," he said. I ignored him, trying to reach the bottles. "Shion, stop. Listen to me, this isn't healthy!" I closed my eyes, breathing deeply. Trying to calm down. I needed to calm down... "Nezumi, please," I whispered, "I need them right now."

He stared down at me, looking grief-stricken. I lunged, and swallowed a few pills. My breathing slowed down as I looked at him. "How long are you staying?" I asked. The change in me wasn't something he liked to see, that much was clear, but I ignored him. Finally he replied, "As long as... you'll let me." I nodded. That was good. "Then don't leave me." He blinked. It was clear he hadn't expected that.

I have been waiting for him for so long, and he's finally here. I'm happy, and no longer uncertain. "Don't leave me," I repeated, "and deal with who I've become..." I pulled the rubber-band out of my hair and let it fall around me. "Help me change, okay?" I measured his reaction carefully before remarking, "Starting now."

Reaching around him, I held up one of the many bottles. "That's to... deal with insomnia," he said warily. I beamed. "That's right! You're smart - I only knew that once the doctor told me. Oh, so you're going to help me quit."

"Quit?" He can be so dense sometimes. I held up ten fingers. "In reality, I have ten types of medicine. Will you help me get over them?" He stared for a moment, then laughed. "Sure - it seems you can't do anything on your own still."

I smiled. This arrogant man.

Just to clarify, he has a variety of each medicine (like different ones for sleeping, or for dealing with depression) but overall it's ten. His cabinet really is full to the brim, though... But not for the reasons you might think.