When Natsume arrived home in that night he noticed that his son's bedroom lights were still on, he slowly walked towards the room and face a very awaken little boy playing on his father's iPhone while sitting comfortably on his bed.

"Isamu."

The boy got a little startled with the voice and the devise flew to the side of his body, almost landing on the floor.

"You're back, sorry I was going to sleep but it was too quiet!" the boy quickly apologized.

Natsume nodded, he walked inside and picked up his phone. He paused to look at his son sternly, Isamu noticed what was coming and he looked away quickly.

"I guess we need to talk about Mikan." Natsume sighed while sitting on his son's bed. Isamu groaned.

"No dad! Why?"

"I know what you're doing Isamu, you need to stop." Natsume warned, calmly.

"Why? I want a mum…I wanna be hugged by her, I wanna be kissed, I wanna be embarrassed by a mum! I wanna eat home-cooked meals dad, no more take-outs I'm sick of them! I wanna have a mum's advice; I want her to tuck me in too! I want a mum to scold me when I do something wrong, to teach me stuff, to tell me stories at night! You don't even do that anymore, before you and mum separated you used to tell me stories about pirates! We used to play pretend daddy! You were Captain Blood eyed and I was your loyal son! All you do is picking me up from school and you barely tuck me in…aunt Aoi does that more! Why?!" Isamu was already crying half away when he gave his small, stuttering and fast speech. Natsume was quickly to embrace the boy in his arms and sigh deeply.

Natsume was a terrible father, he never felt so guilty and bad in his entire life. His son was everything for him, it has been the only good thing that his stupid ex-wife had give and Natsume had broke him, his son was crying so hard. The man never saw his son crying after the divorce, heck, Isamu almost didn't show any kind of emotion.

Until he met Kenshin and Ran.

Since they moved back into the city, Isamu seemed to be slightly happier and he actually wanted to go to school, in the other city he would barely speak with anyone, show any emotion and Natsume receive calls about Isamu skipping too many classes. I mean where does a seven year-old goes to skip classes in a big city? That also frighten Natsume to the least, just imagining his son alone in the streets made him panic.

"Kenshin is lucky…" Isamu was calm down, at least the sobs stopped, "He has the perfect mummy, Ms. Mikan is so nice…and she's beautiful…and-and I bed she cooks good." A sniff, "Dad…you like Ms. Mikan don't ya? Aunt Aoi does…she told me in secret, she-she told me that you likes her lots." Isamu looked up to his father with hopeful eyes; it was a rare time where Isamu showed that he was indeed a child.

A broken child.

Natsume held his son up and pulled she bed's sheets down, he laid his son gently on the mattress and covered his body, Natsume kneeled down to his son's height and smiled, "Yes, she's an interesting woman. And you know what?"

"What?" Isamu rubbed his eyes.

"I'm going on a date with her, this Saturday."

Isamu gave him a sleepy cheekily smile, "Really? Can I come?"

Natsume chuckled, "No, but I'll tell you what happened okay?"

Another pause, the father and son were only gazing at each other and Natsume could see Isamu slowly giving up to sleep.

"Dad…can Kenshin and Ran sleepover this weekend?" Isamu asked tiredly.

Natsume mused, his son was really changing. "Of course, wait. You're having a girl over?" he smirked, in a teasing away.

Isamu was too tired to argue, his eyes were already closed and a very drunken sleepy boy replied with a, "I like her hugs…"

And with that, Natsume was sure that his child was sleeping. But he couldn't help to be surprised, Ran hugged him? When?

He smirked and stood up, without forgetting his phone, he walked towards the door and turned off the light button, and before leaving he took another glance at Isamu and closed the door half open, like he always did.

The birds were chirping and the sun was here, well he wasn't because grey clouds covered any trace of sunlight, the weather was cold, foggy and to add things to the worst weather ever: It was raining ice. Poor birds eh?

I mean, wow.

But this was happening in a town not so far away from our character's city, a town with a nice community of people.

Tsubasa Andou grunted as he looked to the weather outside from the kitchen's window, his wife, Misaki was humming happily as she fed their four year-old son some cut apples, Jun gladly grabbed one and shoved them inside his mouth.

Ah yes, the Andou's. A nice family with a married couple and two children.

Fuyuko Andou was only sitting on the breakfast table, she also came from her bedroom humming a happy song, Tsubasa raised his brow.

The eldest child, Fuyuko Andou, was a typical fifth grader with good grades, she had a good amount of friends, two best friends and she was the class's clown. Some teachers didn't find her funny at all but others loved her jokes dearly, because Fuyuko only joked around in tensing times as such days before final exams. Like every girl, Fuyuko also had a crush on a boy from her class. She had her mother's pink hair, it was long and straight, Fuyuko always wore it on a ponytail.

The young child, Jun was an outspoken, hyper and sometimes rebel little boy. His hobbies include: Terrorizing the staff in his kindergarten, prank his classmates and get away with everything by showing his big bright blue eyes. He has his father blue hair and the hairstyle wasn't exactly that far from being like Tsubasa's as well. Despise his pranking habits, Jun was popular between the boys but hated by the girls, who were the most target population for his pranks.

The family sat and ate soundly.

"You know who I suddenly miss?" Misaki said to her husband.

"Who?" he asked, chewing on his fried egg.

"Mikan Yukihira."

Tsubasa gulped and frowned, ah yes, the girl that he and Misaki befriended eight years ago. It hurt him talking about her, he didn't know anything about Mikan, he only knows that she never left that city.

"Who's Mikan mom?" Fuyuko asked.

"She used to be our protégé back when your father and I went to the university together, we were very fond of her but we lost contact when we moved here." Misaki explained, "She was like our little sister, between others of course." She chuckled.

Tsubasa smiled, "We used to befriend young kids and protect them, like older siblings."

"That's cool!" Fuyuko grinned; Jun burped and received a glare from his sister.

"Yeah…I wish we could at least contact her but she changed her number without warning us." Tsubasa continued.

Misaki glanced at her husband and smiled sadly, "Well, we have to think positive. I think that if destiny allows, we'll meet her in the future. Who knows, right Jun?" she chirped, asking for her son for some support.

"YES! YES!" He shouted happily.

"You're too noisy, brat." Fuyuko pinched his cheek, it had some apple parts.

The rest of the morning went by quickly, Fuyuko and Jun went to school, Misaki went to work and soon Tsubasa was driving to his as well. He couldn't help to be distracted with Mikan, was she really alright? Did she miss him? Apparently not, because she didn't give any sign of her life. Sometimes he thought on visiting the city and try finding her but he first had to know where she was living, and that was difficult.

He shook his head, no. Right now he had to focus on his job; because a special agent needs to be concentrated.

Meanwhile, back in the city, Kenshin awaited inside the patio for his friends to arrive. And while that, he saw a girl with a smug smirk on her face approaching him.

"'Morning loser, waiting for your loser friends?" she mocked.

He rolled his eyes, "Wow Nana, did you thought on that by yourself?"

"Whatever, I have something to tell you." She grinned, now excited.

"What?" he asked curiously.

"Akemi Chihiro has a crush on you."

What?!

"Uh…no way!" Kenshin gasped, his cheeks flushed a deep red.

Akemi was a girl with long chocolate wavy hair, she had right green eyes and she came from a very strict family when it came to politeness. She was studious, smart and very lady-like and Kenshin was super confused, because Akemi never talked to him.

"Yes way! She told me."

"You're lying! Akemi doesn't talk with girls like you!" he spat.

"What do you mean with girls like me?!" she exclaimed.

"Girls that don't have any moral, that say the silliest things and that don't know how to treat people." A gentle voice said from behind.

They looked and Kenshin smiled brightly, "Ran-chan you're back!" he run to hug her and Ran let him.

"Shut up nerd, or I'll pull your hair again!" Nana threatens poorly.

"I'd like to see you try." Isamu said, walking inside the scene just in time.

"Good morning Isamu-san." Ran smiled shyly.

"Yo Isamu!" Kenshin chuckled, still hugging Ran, "Ran-chan's back!"

"Yes, I can see that idiot." Isamu rolled his eyes and looked at the amber eyed girl, "Good morning Ran, you're feeling better?"

She nodded, "Much better, thanks!"

The three walked away, chatting and completely ignoring an angry Nana, she stomped away and her arm was suddenly grabbed.

"OW!" she turned around and faced Arata.

"Oh it's you, what do you want?" she crossed her arms.

"Revenge, wanna help?" he smiled.

She smiled back, "Of course! That trio of losers need to learn!" she giggled, Arata grabbed her hand, making Nana blush a little, and he walked away for a more private place, where soon they would arrange a small plan to humiliate the trio.

Or even worst.

A/N: Drama~ DRAMA!

Who doesn't like a little of drama? XD

Anyways, thanks for sharing your stories about your pets and I'm so sorry about them, nobody deserves it.

So Nana and Arata are definitely the bullies, but that doesn't mean that they have feelings. (CoughArataxNanacough)

Heh, love in their ages is too soon but what's this? Does this Akemi girl really have a crush on our Kenshin? (Who wouldn't)

Introducing the Andou's! They'll be very important in the future!

Welcome back RAN!

Thanks for the support!

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