My Name is Kyle Lowsen (my Japanese name is Kyoto). I was born on July, 6, 1989 in the USA. When I was four, my mom died of a brain tumor... I don't really remember her that much. A couple months later my dad and I had to move to Japan because my dad's job required him to. Not to long after that, when my dad was on his way to work he spotted a women who was getting pushed around by a couple of other guys. My dad stepped in and started shouting at them and then screaming for the police to come.

This scared the guys away from the woman and that's when my dad met Shizu Koita. Seven Months latter my dad married Shizu... now when I tell people this story they're always like, "how could he, it was only seven months since your mother died" but that is exactly why he did it... he wanted me to have a mother, Shizu really liked me and my father and we both felt the same way about her.

It was only two months before my fifth birthday that I found out I was going to be a big brother. I remember being so exited... especially when Shizu came home a couple months latter and told me I was going to have a baby sister! Eventually she was born, Sara is her English name... but everyone calls her Lia-Ming (her Japanese name).My father could have gone back to the US about seven years ago, but since I had gotten adjusted and then there was Shizu and Lia-Ming... he and I decided to just stay in Japan.

I remember my first couple of years of school in Japan all the kids would make fun of me because I was different looking from them. They would call me names in Japanese and I couldn't understand anything back then so it was really hard for me but I am now attending an international high school. There are people in my school from all over the world USA, England, Germany, Italy, India, Australia, Russia, etcetera.

I meet Trenton Wilson (who is a year older then me) three years ago in a Pre-Biology class at the school. He is in Japan for the same reason I am, his parents had to move here because of a job issue and we've been really good friends ever since.

I found out that Trenton was gay when he told me he liked me... a lot. I remember that night about a year ago, I was sleeping over his house and right before I was about to fall asleep he put his hand around my waist and pulled me close to him (he thought I was asleep). I of course was completely freaked out by this so I shot up out of the bed (yes, I am gay… let me finish my story). We ended up talking about it for hours (literally), about how he was gay and that he liked me a lot but he didn't want to ruin our friendship and that if I forget what just happened he swore he would never do it again.

I'm not entirely sure what was going through my head but… I kissed him…. I guess I was curious to see what kissing a guy would feel like… for all I knew, I might have been gay! When I pulled back from the kiss, I don't know what hit me… but, somehow Trenton looked different to me. Eventually he went back to sleep and I attempted to fallow, except I didn't sleep… at all. I couldn't get that kiss out of my head, and I kept thinking what was wrong with two men or two women falling in love with each other… I didn't see a difference between hetero and homo-sexual love.

The next morning I talked about the way I felt more with Trenton. He was thrilled that he finally found a friend that felt the same way as him. I remember him ranting about how we could go to parades and conventions together and go to protest and all sorts of stuff… but the entire time he was pacing back and forth, talking, I couldn't help but think about that kiss again. I stood up and pushed him against the wall and kissed him. I'll never forget that kiss as long as I live, it was so passionate, and it was pure bliss, and thats how I found out I was gay.

Me and Trenton went out for a year… but then broke up because we are way too much alike… we are still REALLY good friends. (With the occasional booty call now and then… hehe)

Ever since Trenton and I broke up I haven’t been in any serious relationships. Right now I’m really just looking to have some fun and live my life… hell, I’m only 19… I’ve got the rest of my life to settle down. (hopefully… now that I’ve said that I’ll die before I’m 21)