Author's Note: So, this has been in my mind for a while. Uh, yeah. It might be a little out of character (heck, I always say that. Just to make sure you guys don't say, "it's OOC.") Eh, I hope you just enjoy as much as I did when I thought of it. Enjoy! ~ This Writer

Hope walked towards Lightning's room, questions in his mind about school.

It has been eight months since the Purge and the crystallization of Cocoon, and, somehow, school started for ages ten and up without hesitation, as the government thought "children must learn, no matter what the problem is."

He had a HUGE (to his young mind) about this Algebra problem, and he wanted to ask his current guardian (only until his father is found safely) about it.

The door was slightly opened, and he took a peek to see whether or not Light was there. And, with a complete one-hundred percent, she was there. Wearing only a bra while she was changing her clothes.

Hope felt this weird feeling, like... something indescribable. What was it? But before he was looking for an answer, he escaped. Lightning might have thought he was spying on her. She can beat the hell out of young boys, no matter what the reason.

I never knew she looked good with a bra alone... wait, what am I thinking?

It was only an hour later that he came out of his room, groaning at the weird feeling that still stayed. But, instead of asking his guardian for help, he ignored it and continued on, going to the living room with notebook and pencil in hand.

(Five hours later...)

Hope woke up because he could not stand the weird feeling. It was four in the morning, and he would not be able to sleep if he still felt it.

"Light...?" He knocked at Lightning's door, hearing silent shuffling of the blanket before the door opened.

"Hope. What's wrong?" She asked, obviously too sleepy to care what the hell was wrong with Hope.

"There's something wrong with me," he answered in a worried voice. Then, he knew Light snapped into reality.

"Where, Hope? We might have to call for a doctor if this is serious."

"It's..." Hope closed his eyes shut before pointing at his pajamas. You know, between his legs.

"What happened before you thought something was wrong with you?" Light continued on her questions, and he was sure he would be killed.

Tell her I saw her half naked? No way.

"I...forgot."

"Let me check."

"W-what?" Hope was blushing so much that it would have been a world record.

"Hope, I'm your guardian. I need to know what's wrong with you. You might have done something and destroy your chances of having children."

"B-but..."

Lightning was already on her knees when she pulled the pajamas and underwear, looking surprised for a moment before standing up, clearing her throat.

"Hope, there's nothing wrong with you. You're just sexually aroused."