Even though I have so many stories still ongoing, and I'm not really updating them either, I really wanted to write this down before I forget my idea. Sorry to all you guys who are anticipating other chapters in my other stories!

Summary: Natsume was found in the midst of a dead town, underneath a small rickety boat. He was drenched in blood and red-stained weapons. Having lost all emotion, he was placed in a mental institute for boys. Many people blame him for what they thought he did to his clan, who were famous for being good fighters whenever the country was in war. Gloomy, hated, Natsume finds himself in a white bed, with little memory and inside a grey cell-like room with no windows and a locked door. This is the story of Hyuuga Natsume.

Ok, that was longer than I expected. Anyway.

Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice. -This applies to all chapters.-

Enjoy!


Chapter 1

It's dark. So very dark.

There is no sunlight except for the meagre amount coming out from the barred door.

It's quiet. So very quiet.

The only sounds that are being emitted are the squeaks of many families of mice and the huff of my breathing.

It smells. A lot.

The stench of rotten food, which I refused to eat, circulated the cylindrical room.

I heard banging on the left of me. Seems like the loneliness of the institute was getting to him. Poor Youichi.

I heard scraping on the right of me. Ruka was trying to get out again, I guessed. It was useless, actually. A metal ground was spread throughout all over the grounds of the building, and a 10 metre radius around too.

I myself, was trying to think of a way to escape. Years of stealing maps, eavesdropping for information and fake attempts to escape, gave me a highly detailed picture of what the outside world looked like.

Youichi came to the institute a few weeks ago. Apparently, he was believed to be highly dangerous and was commanded here by his parents. Ruka, on the other hand, was here before I came in. To be truthful, I didn't think that there was anything wrong with him. He seemed like a fine gentleman. It was a question that baffled me for all of the 3 years I had been in here.

I sighed and rolled onto my back on my scratchy rag of a bed. Ruka had been here the longest, ever since the institute was established. The other people who were originally in the centre, had been adopted or taken away by their birth parents. Once again, I wondered why Ruka, and Youchi, hadn't been collected or adopted. I, on the other hand, was already doomed to live my life here. From the whispers I heard here and there, I was marked as highly dangerous, my parents were already dead and no one would ever adopt me.

I sighed once more, trying to remember my time before the institution.

o.o.o.o.o

"Natsume-nii!" A young girl called.

I turned my head.

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BOOM!

"Fire! Everybody, get out of the way!"

I was standing in the midst of a bright orange flame.

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My surroundings were black with soot. Many people were dead. Other were left bleeding on clinging onto the last straw of life. My view was cut off by the shelter I was under.

I fainted.

o.o.o.o.o

Sighing for a third time, a guard emerged from the shadows and into the corridor where the sleeping quarters were.

"Alright you maggots. Go for a jog outside."

The sound of scraping doors, groans and moans were heard. Some cheers and hoorahs were also heard from new comers. Well, a jog outside isn't as free as you think.

I stayed inside, not wishing to move and go through the pain and torture the 'headmaster' inflicted on us.

"Natsume, are you not coming again?" A voice spoke out from the open door to my room.

"Hn."

The blonde-haired boy stepped in, his face was understanding. My one syllable, not-a-word replies were comprehensible to him.

I looked at the blue eyes which looked back at me.

"Although they'll make you go anyway, I guess it's not my choice to make you go or not. I'll leave you alone. Ja, Natsume."

"..."

The door swung silently shut.

Any minute now, the guard would march up to me and demand for a reason why I'm not attending, possible giving me a shower of saliva at the same time.

And, here he comes.

"NATSUME!" The shower came, as predicted, "WHY ARE YOU NOT OUTSIDE YET?"

"I don't feel like it."

"Shall I get Persona again?"

"..."

Shit. Persona, the man in charge of the institution. The person with the obvious grudge against me.

"I'm going. Don't get your knickers in a knot... Kimuwara."

"Why you little f-"

I was already out of the room before the guard started his stream of profanities.

o.o.o.o.o

Outside was blindingly bright. All the people there were pale from sunlight deficiency, except the excited jumpy ones which were, of course, the 'newbies' as we liked to call them.

"Now sprint on-"

"Natsume," Ruka whispered.

"Hm?"

"Adoption day is tomorrow. I heard that there will be famous people there."

"I want to know because...?"

"You might have a chance."

I snorted quietly, "It's useless. You have a lot more of a chance than me, Ruka."

"Now you know that isn't true."

"Hey you two! Quit the chatter, they've already started the run. Extra ten laps if you don't catch up."

Surely enough, the group had started the course.

"Yes sir," we replied simultaneously.

At that, we said no more.


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Sky~