"Nnn... Polka..." the fire wielder breathed.
He was having yet another wet dream.
He was fourteen now, and his hormones had taken over his dreams once he had turned twelve.
His girl had been gone for three years now, and yet his dream moans would've made you think she was still here.
Ruka was trying to wake him up, yet again.
Ruka, with the help of people with the Invention Alice, had brought Hotaru back, so he wasn't as love-driven and desperate as Natsume was.
But Ruka also had the room next to Natsume, and Natsume didn't wake up on his own...
Considering he'd burnt his alarm clock when it had interrupted his dream.
Ruka however is 'fire proof' you may say 'cause Natsume wouldn't dare to hurt him.
"Natsume, come on," the animal lover nudged him, a blush on his face.
He didn't really even want to know what Natsume was dreaming of today.
"Wake up!" he cried.
Still the fire wielder moaned in his sleep.
Ruka bit his lip.
He didn't want to, but...
This calls for desperate measures.
...like every other day.
"Natsume, Mikan's home!" he said, bracing himself for the worst.
Natsume shot up, "What?" He met his best friend quivering as he bit his lip.
By Ruka's stiff yet quivering state, Natsume realized.
He huffed and whispered, his voice slightly breaking, "Stop using that on me."
Ruka opened his eyes and released his stiff posture, "It's the only thing that wakes you up, Natsume." Natsume stayed quiet. "It's school," Ruka said, trying to change the subject. Natsume grunted in response.
"... Alright," Ruka said and left.
Natsume rose back up and got out of bed. He threw his underwear in the trash and climbed into the shower.
Moaning in thought, he cleaned himself.
Slightly.
And went out when he was finished.
He brushed his teeth, and then barely his hair.
He went pee and finally put some clothes on.
He realized he hadn't dried himself, but whatever.
He then went out to go to class.
A girl stood outside of giant gates with an excited man that was so proud and excited of himself.
He was cheering 'silently'.
"Yes, I am so proud of myself! I get her back!" she heard him mutter happily.
'This guy's weird. As if being homosexual wasn't rare enough.'
"Alright then!" he said cheerfully, dragging the girl.
"Kya!"
"Um... N-Narumi-sensei... is out..." the substitute whimpered, "He's recruiting a girl..."
"A girl...?" the class said bored.
"Y-Yes..."
"GO F*** YOURSELF!" the class started throwing things at him, and he yelped.
This class was the worst in the whole school.
Mikan Sakura had changed the school, but she'd also changed this class.
Without her, they were full of delinquents. They would be bored at first, as if they controlled the world, and then rant and scream like crazy people against someone they hated.
Thing was, they didn't hate someONE.
They hated life.
The door slid open, and the boy walked to his seat like nothing was wrong. He walked as if the war was not going on.
But then, when he reached his seat, he burnt the substitute's hair. Then a raid of animals went in at the boy's friend's request and tumbled the substitute.
But then the door opened AGAIN, and they all froze.
Everyone was here- who was left to enter?
Narumi twirled in.
"OH MY GOSH, I'M SO EXCITED!" he squealed, and the class groaned.
"I THOUGHT YOU WERE ON OUR SIDE!" some screamed and threw things at him.
In fact, Narumi was always depressed when he came to class now. Mikan was like a daughter to him, and she was gone.
Despite the things being thrown at him, he twirled once more and sang, "A new student~"
"Don't you usually throw a pencil at a new student, not sing?!" the kids screamed at him.
He chirped, gesturing to the door, "Come on in, cutie! My little girl..." he gushed.
"Um, little girl?" a young girl came in, and everyone froze.
It couldn't be... could it?