Chapter Four
Round and Round
We are afflicted by fiction
Building a case for eviction, circling
Guarding a tower of ancients
Shooting down arrows of patience and patiently circling
_Round and Round
By, Imagine Dragons
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"Our baby is not being named 'Little Ugly Hyuga' I hiss, erasing the name, Natsume just folds his arms and smirks.
"Why? He looks just like you." He says, leaning his head back against the wall, I roll up the paper and whack him with it.
"Be serious! What do you think about…Ryouta?" I ask. Natsume rolls his eyes. I sigh in defeat.
Natsume has made this entire process very difficult, arguing with me for over a half an hour about how we should name the baby something insulting. Even after I let him choose the gender. I tap my pencil quietly on the paper.
"Katsuro" Natsume says quietly, I raise my eyebrows at him and he glares at me.
"What? I like that name." I nod and jot it down, smiling to myself.
He peers over my shoulder, then nods in approval and lays back, closing his eyes. I finish filling out the sheet and go back to doodling in my notebook, content to spend the rest of the period in silence. Luna Koizumi has different plans for this period however, she slams her notebook down over mine violently making me jump.
"Katsuro?" she sneers, showing her obviously chemically whitened teeth. Natsume opens one eye, and gives her a very obvious look of disgust.
"What a stupid name, your child is destined for the life of a tranny." She scoffs. She obviously didn't hear Natsume name it. I ignore her and turn to look at Natsume.
"When are we getting our plastic son?" Natsume shrugs his shoulders, keeping his eye on Luna who is quite obviously seething.
"Don't ignore me!" she shouts, drawing all of the attention towards her, I turn to her with a look of calm acceptance.
"Can you let me know when you're done screeching?" I ask, drumming my fingers on the desk. She raises her hand and my eyes widen, she's going to hit me, in the middle of class. I close my eyes in an involuntary flinch and wait for the pain, but it never comes.
When I open my eyes Natsume is standing over me with his hand wrapped around a very flustered Luna's wrist.
"N-Natsume?" her eyes are wide. I turn to my unexpected savior and he is glaring at her with undisguised hatred. He releases her and grabs my hand, barely giving me enough time to hand my paper in before he tows me out of the classroom.
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When we finally stop we're standing in the forest that surrounds the school, Natsume seems fine, but I am breathing heavily. I look up at him in wonder.
"Wh-why did you stop her?" I ask. He simply looks at me, with all of his old malice. I smile and shrug.
"At any rate, thank you." He sighs and sits against a tree, closing his eyes, I turn to head back to school, knowing that Luna is probably gushing to her friends that Natsume got up and held her hand.
"Wait." He says, so quietly I can barely hear him.
"Stay away from her, she's bad news." I turn to him and smile slightly.
"Thanks."
