"I wanna go somewhere!" Gin whines.

"Well, I can't leave right now since my dad is gonna be home in exactly 27 minutes." Akito explains as he plays with his rubix cube.

"We can always fake a kidnapping." The girly boy suggests.

"I'm pretty sure me being any where that is not home, with mom gone too, is kidnapping to him." Akito looks at his friend on the bed.

"Yeah, but once you get home-"

"We can't talk about that." Akito stops Gin from mentioning something that involves abuse.

"Then what can we do in..." Gin looks at his gaming friends' wall clock, "22 minutes?" He asks.

"We can play some board games for about 15 minutes." Akito suggests his idea.

"I can say 'Yes' if there was more people." Gin rolls off his shut-in friends' bed.

"Sorry that my dad won't let me have friends and let me go out as much you and everyone else do." Akito tosses his rubix cube on his bed and lays down besides it.

Gin has a pouty face and crawls up yo his friends' face, invading his personal bubble, "I wish your dad is in jail right now."

Akito stares back at his childish friend and push him out of his bubble, "Me and Shiro are still working on making that wish true." He says with a quiet, soft voice.

"Hey, don't cry." Gin gets on Akito's bed again and lays down beside him.

"I'm not crying...I'm just tired." Akito mumbles loud enough for Gin to hear.

"We're all tired..." Gin whispers to him and gives him a kind smile.

"Who're you and what did you do with Gin?" Akito laughs at his own joke a little.

"I'm actually Jin and I'm actually gonna kidnap you and keep you in my basement." Gin jokes along by imitating his twin brother.

"I'm home." A mans' voice calls out.

"Oh god." Akito sits up quickly.

"I'm jumping out of the window." Gin sat up with him and runs to the window.

"Akito, why is there a ladder at your window?" The voice asks.

" I don't know!" Akito yells back.

Right after he replied, Gin opened the window and literally jump out of it.

"I just heard a thud."

"I fell out of my bed!" He yells again.

He walks to his window and pokes his head out of it. There, on the grass, Gin laying there, in pain. Gin weakly gives his shut-in friend a thumbs up.

Akito laughs and returns the gesture. He looks at his friend and goes back into his room, looking forward to tomorrow.