My Good Friend

Disclaimer: I do not own Eerie Queerie or these characters.

I’m glad that I’m friends with Hasunuma.

I really enjoy spending time with him -- talking, playing and eating.

I’m sure about that, but I have trouble getting used to how friends behave with each other. But I don’t want to destroy my first friendship by being uptight and acting like a recluse.

I mean the dream I had about Hasunuma -- the things we were doing and the things I thought about wanting to do with him -- those things didn’t seem friendly to me. I didn’t think friends did those things with each other, but it seems like Hasunuma always wants to express his friendship in ways that remind me a lot of my dream -- covering my face and chest with his hands and lips. He tells me to relax as he holds my naked torso to his-- just like he said in my dream.

Kiyomi agreed with Hasunuma -- she said a kiss wasn’t a big deal either. It sure feels like a big deal though. And it must be a big deal if she wanted one badly enough to possess me and if Hasunuma is always finding reasons to kiss.

But lately when he gets friendly I’ve noticed that I don’t feel uncomfortable while he’s doing it -- I just feel uncomfortable after. And after that I get confused about why it didn’t bother me while he was doing it. Because when he slides his hands over my bare skin and presses me against him I get hot and flushed and I can’t think the things that later I think I should have thought.

Like later I think I thought it was bad that my first kiss was with -- well with a guy, even though that guy is my friend. But I also think that he sort of was just helping me not to die from hiccups. And then I get confused because I remember being surprised when he pulled me to him and held my head and butt firmly. I was even more confused and shocked when his tongue invaded my mouth. And then it happened all over again: I got hot and flushed and I couldn’t think then that he wasn’t a girl or that he was just helping me to get rid of my hiccups. Because all I remember is that his lips made mine open somehow. And instead of protesting or telling him to stop when his tongue touched mine -- I just used my tongue to touch back. And well my lower area got hot and flushed and his seemed hot and flushed. I’m not sure if I ever would have remembered to tell him to stop.

But I didn’t think about any of that when Hasunuma hurt himself while trying to save me. I just knew I wanted him back and that I wanted to prove to him that I could be just as useful a friend to him as he was to me. And I did save him -- although I’m not sure exactly where the violence came from when I saw Mikuni touching Hasunuma in the places I hadn’t even been able to to bring myself to touch in my dreams. And while I wasn’t sure about what I should do with Hasunuma, I’m certain that I don’t want Mikuni doing anything like that with my friend -- ever.

Fortunately Hasunuma’s spirit returned to the safety of his body. So now I can see his spirit clearly when I look at him.

This true Hasunuma always carries paper charms around with him just in case a spirit tries to possess me. He cleans my wounds. I can hear his heartbeat in my mind easing my fears so I could sleep through the night when I thought I’d die of hiccups.

He was willing to risk his life for me.

What a good spirit my good friend has.

And there was no time before, during or after that I regretted embracing him after his spirit returned. I just enjoyed knowing that he was solid and real with a gently throbbing heartbeat that relieved me.

I’m glad that it’s OK to do that with your friend.