Baldo~Thinking out loud~

Chapter 1 //Say what?//

Barry POV

   "Ronaldo?" I asked, turning to face my best friend. He seemed to be zoned out, eyes in my direction. I found this odd, but I assumed it was probably normal, I was never very good with social ques.

   "You okay?" I asked, putting a hand on his shoulder, shaking him lightly.

"Yeah, what's up." He said, returning to his usual self.

"I just needed someone to help me with this. You see when the girls got their powers, it was split between them, so if I am going to figure out a solution then I need someone to split it with." I said, holding up the clear beaker. The liquid inside of it was a deep red, bubbling. He nodded.

I had always been happy that my best friend was the way he was. He would blindly follow me into any battle. I didn't understand why. It's not like I have anything special.

I poured half into another beaker, handed him it, and stated, "bottoms up." Chugging the liquid. When I looked up, I wondered did it work?

Suddenly I heard the reply, "I don't know." It took me by shock because I didn't say the last thing out loud.

"Crap, sorry for scaring you." I heard, but Ronaldo's mouth hadn't moved. I realized then, we were communicating by thoughts.

"Th-that means you can hear everything I think?" Naldo said out loud.

"Yeah..." I trailed off.

"No, stop, don't think that..." I heard, seeing Naldo biting his lip hard.

I felt emotions. It was odd. Instead of feeling normal with a passion to figure out the reason behind everything, I felt as if the world had meaning. It was easier to think of others emotions. It was as if I could look through 2 pairs of eyes. One being mine the others belonging to Ronaldo.

I was sad, he didn't want me to know something.

"No, it's not like that, it's just... I can't." He said aloud. It was odd, but I decided against pushing the subject farther. I didn't want to upset him.

   "Ok, i get it. It's getting late, maybe you should head home..." I suggested. He nodded, high-fived me then left. It was odd.

   I began cleaning the counters and things before slumping down in the RV. Not a moment later did I begin to hear thoughts once more.

  Idiot, it's not like he likes you...

   I realized this was coming from Ronaldo. Why wasn't he hearing my thoughts momentarily. That confused me, and although this was an invasion of privacy, I continued listening in on Ronaldo's ideas. I couldn't stop if I wanted to.

   "I wish he did... I could just imagine it... if only we could kiss-"

   Wait? He? Who was this mysterious man Ronaldo liked? I feel strange.

   Almost jealous...

  "I wish... "

   Suddenly my head filled with a scene. It was like what he was imagining. The it was Ronaldo kissing someone. My body began to feel odd... aroused you could say.

   I had never had this type of problem before, but since I was feeling more emotion now, I began to have a slight issue in my boxers...

   By then I felt I had gone too far. There had to be a way to stop listening. I closed my eyes. I had to go to sleep. I couldn't just listen in on my best friends thoughts.

   I was tuning it out almost asleep when I drifted off hearing one last thought.

   "Why am I in love with Barry?"