When I woke up, I felt disoriented. I blinked. Where the hell am I? My magic reacted a bit and a protective shield appeared around me. I took a couple deep breaths. Where the hell was I again? I quickly thought back to last night. I went to Yuzuha's house with the others… We watched Voltron and ate nachos… Nachos haha… Wait, Yuzuha let me stay me stay with her and her mom consented. Okay… So I slept in her room… Wait I'm still in her room. I look around me, actually taking in my surroundings. There she is, lying on her bed, sleeping quietly. What time should it be… I quietly got off the bed and went to the window to check the sun's position, moving the blinds enough to see the sky. It looks to be around… seven in the morning. It makes sense why she isn't up then yet. She used to wake up around seven thirty. Not so sure about now. I shifted through my backpack, pulling out my homework. It's due today. Pulling out a few pencils, I made small stands placing a different topic on each. I then quickly read the questions answering them mentally. The pencils then inscribed my answer on the line. Thank god all the questions are short answers. After half an hour, she still hasn't woken up and I'm done. Should I wake her up? As if on cue, her phone went off. She suddenly sat up. I just watched her amused, like a douchebag, not doing anything. She finally managed to completely wake herself up and glanced around blearily.

"Good morning, Zu." I greet with a hint of amusement.

"Morning Lil." She replied absolutely tired. Then she collapsed back into her bed. "Wake me up in five minutes." I giggle a bit. I've missed this. Just being able to talk to someone without fear of really giving something away. With the Sins, I have to conceal my past. With them… They already know and they can't do anything about it. Therefore it's safe. To really relax. However, I can't let Yuzuha sleep unless she wants to be late. I walk over to her and start poking her.

"You can't sleep, it's still a school day." I say firmly. She groans.

"Don't wanna." She mutters. I shake my head.

"Well, if you're up then I'm going to head downstairs and you can sleep as long as you want." I decide. I open the door quietly and step out into the hallway. I head down the stairs. When I reach their living room, Debbie's already up playing Roblox.

"Good morning Debbie. Isn't it a bit early for that?"

"NO, I WAS SO CLOSE. I HAVE TO STAY AWAY FROM THE GUY ON FIRE." I don't think she heard me. Whatever. Yuzuha's mom poked her head into the room.

"Lillian, you're awake! Did you rest well?" She inquired.

"Yes I did, thank you, Mrs. Kazuha." I greet. "I'm really thankful that you allowed me to stay with you."

"It's no problem sweetie. Now, how long have you been living by yourself?" I freeze for a moment. How do I answer this question without tripping any alarms.

"Well, I've been on my own since the beginning of the week. I'll probably head back to my home at the end of next week." I answer, a bit hesitantly.

"Is that so? Where have you been living?"

"I've been living with a distant relative of mine in a different country." The response rolls off my tongue smoothly.

"What about your mother?"

"I know not of her whereabouts." I answer, biting down the sadness that came with saying that. Why the hell do I care?!

"I see. And what is this relative's name?" Okay, this turned into another bloody interrogation session.

"Quin." I'm twisting myself a very elaborate story… And digging a very deep pit. Kazuha sighs.

"We both know that's not true. Call it funny, but something's still off about you." She deadpanned. I sweat dropped. Why do I always end up meeting people who are too perceptive?

"It could be."

"I met with your mother. She didn't want anything to do with you for two years prior to your initial disappearance. That still leaves the fact that I have known your mother for a long time. She had no distant relatives. So where did you go?"

"I went with someone who agreed to take me in."

"And this person is?"

"His name is Quin." Well, the last syllable of his name is.

"And how old are you now?"

"Seventeen." I should be at least.

"Really? You don't act like it." I tilt my head a bit, questioningly.

"Is there really certain way for seventeen year olds to act specifically?" I ask in response.

"Normally, they're worrying about jobs, their social life, streaks, getting into colleges, and university." Is that really true? She frowned. "In fact, I haven't seen you with a phone at all. I know for a fact that you had one." I hesitate but I reach into the bottom of my pocket, pulling out my phone. It's been in use for over ten years. I have to replace parts occasionally but it works. I also changed a couple key features. Placing my hand on the bottom of the phone, I released some magic into it to turn it on. I changed the battery source so that it runs off magic instead. It's very helpful.

"See, I do have a phone. I just don't use it." Not to mention that I've made sure to not touch anything social media that people can track to the last time I was on. Which means touching nothing except single player games and online websites.

"And how old are you really?"

"I already said I'm-"

"I believe we already established the fact that you're not seventeen."

"Fine. I'm twenty two." I finally relent. Why do I always, just always get stuck with the people who are fucking perceptive? Like really. She looks at me with surprise.

"Okay, I was sort of joking when I said that. How are you ten years older when only five passed?"

"Dunno." Soon Yuzuha finally comes down. Her hair was frazzled and sticking up everywhere. "You're up!"

"Hey mom. Hi Lil. What's for breakfast?"

"Waffles. You should brush your hair dear." Yuzuha blinks a bit. Grabbing a brush from no where, she begins brushing out all the knots. I join them in the kitchen.

Hi Lillian. Anything interesting for today? I almost jerk back in surprise.

King! Well, today has most certainly been different. For one thing, I told a few people yesterday.

Your old friends? Nobu, Reina, Coby, and Carl?

No, Yuzuha, Kylie, and Lin, as well as most of Yuzuha's family.

I see. Will any of them come with you back then?

Of course not, you idiot. I can't bring any of them back. I can't bring anyone back. Keep contact if I can find a way but I can't take them away from their lives.

"Dear are you alright? You've been staring into space for a bit."

"I'm perfectly fine. Just thinking."

So I'm not going to meet your friends?

Likely not. Did you want to?

I do actually wish to see what some of them look like now.

Why though?

I want to see how bad the passage of time was for them.

It's only been five years you idiot.

Yet it's been ten for you. King, you bloody idiot, stop speaking in god damned cryptic messages.

Why do you want to see them?

Does it bother you that much that I want to see the people that you are residing if to determine their worth?

… What the hell. I'll be back next week, I don't think that's necessary.

Still wanna see them. I swear, he's getting lazy enough not to even send proper thoughts. I sigh in my head but I let him in anyway. I still remain in control of my body. I continue eating in silence, knowing anything I say could be heard by King.

Who is this? I would've thought he may remember from ten years ago but then again, he's really old. I strike up a conversation as a way of answering.

"So Yuzuha, was there anything notable that I missed?" I ask, answering King's question at the same time. She paused for a second, as if debating whether to answer the question.

"Well, Nobu dumped Alice but you already know that. Other then that… We split up a bit after that, Carl's the only one who really hangs out with both groups." I see.

"Huh. If you don't mind, I'm going to hang out on my own at lunch." She looked up.

"Why?"

"I just want to see what's going to happen this time. Some form of drama has managed to present itself to me every lunch and I'm bored." I shrug. She raises her eyebrow but doesn't question me. "So how was Sinbad No bouken? You were watching that last time I checked."

"It was good. I read the manga and Sinbad just…" She groaned.

"Yeah, everyone turns into a manipulative bastard at some point given the right circumstances."

"It's still not finished." What! How is it not finished!

"Are they still updating it?"

"Yeah they are actually." Wow. Just wow.

I see, this is Yuzuha.

"You just noticed." I deadpanned to myself. Yuzuha looked at me funnily. "Sorry, just talking to some imaginary friends I developed. No, I don't have a multiple personality disorder, I just have imaginary friends cause why not." Yuzuha just nodded like this was normal. Okay. I looked outside. "We should go soon if we don't want to be late." Yuzuha checked her phone.

"Crap, you're right." We grabbed our backpacks and started running to the school. This is later and further than I normally leave for school. We start jogging to just get to school on time. On the way there, King has lifted out of my head, and we're just talking about the events that transpired yesterday. Soon we enter the classroom together and I walk over to my normal seat. I'm not as early as normal but who cares, really? Nobu has arrived before me. He raised his eyebrow.

"You're not here before me for once."

"And that matters how?"

"You're always here before me."

"So?"

"Why you late?" Because I walked with Yuzuha and I actually ate something before school for once.

"I'm not late you retard. The bell hasn't rung yet has it?" He paused for a moment before he looked like he was internally swearing.

"You know what I mean?"

"Do I? Do I, really?" Why am I fucking with him? I guess yesterday put me in a good mood. "Jk, I just took a bit longer than usual." He blinked and calmed down a bit. He was getting a bit riled up.

"Oh. Cool. Why didn't you go and just say that in the beginning?" He wondered.

"I don't know. Just didn't feel like it." I shrug. I'm a troll when I want to be. I pulled my stuff out to place it on the table. He waited before replying.

"You seem a bit different today."

"Wow, so perceptive." I say sarcastically, sassing him a bit like I used to. "People change everyday." Maybe if I act as I used to, people will really ask me? He frowns.

"Sometimes you scare me."

"Chill bro, I ain't bipolar." I say. God, I've really diverted myself from the personality I tried to play. Ugh.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Jeez. Suddenly the teacher walked in and class started. High school is so repetitive.

Lunch~

I decided to sit at a secluded table today. If anyone actually wants to talk to me, they would have to approach me themselves. A few minutes passed and I'm joined by Sung.

"Care to tell me about the other day?" I start off sarcastically.

"Um, yeah, sorry about that I got a bit excited."

"Excited my ass."

"Sorry." I turned toward him with a raised eyebrow. He smiled sheepishly.

"Why the hell did you do that anyway?"

"That was my way of checking your words, frankfully."

"You do realize I could've lied and said I was a serial killer."

"That wouldn't really be you."

"Touche." Ugh, hate it when he knows me well. "Still, did it literally have to be in the middle of a cafeteria filled to brim with fucking people?" God why the hell am I swearing so much? I blame Nobu.

"You didn't think that through did you?"

"Maybe."

"Douchebag."

"Hey!"

"Smartass. Better?"

"Does that make you a dumbass?" I nearly groan from the reference.

"Well, anyway do you believe me now?"

"Maybe."

"Don't be indecisive."

"Fine, I do."

"Thanks a lot." I say genuinely. "So, what brings you to join me today?"

"Why did you come back?" I choke on the water I had bought from the vending machine.

"Why not?"

"It's been ten years for you. You didn't have to come back." I swirl the water around.

"Oh, I don't know… I sort of got told that there would be some form of thing that I apparently needed to be here to deal with and why must it be me I have no bloody clue."

"Aw, so you came back because you were worried about us? How sweet."

"Shut up."

"Aw~"

"Shut the fuck up."

"Fine. You still didn't have to come back though."

"It would've been on my guilt conscious if I hadn't. It's only two weeks and then I disappear for eternity from this world. You guys need not care about me after that."

"We do care about you."

"Maybe you do but this isn't home for me anymore. It was never home after my father died." I place my head on the table. That's the whole reason this started anyway. "Who knows what else could've happened? Countless alternative futures. Maybe you did but I was too blind to see it back then." I start becoming depressive. "Back then, I was just a random person in this large world that knew a lot of people but not explicitly close with any single person. I thought too much, I held my knowledge over everyone, I was probably just a dick in general." Sung's eyes widened a fraction. I wonder why.

"Uh, what the ice is that thing on your hand?" I glanced over at my hand. Wow days of trying to be depressed and making it show up and it just comes out on it's own. I should've had a conversation with Sung earlier. I take a deep breath to clear my mind, attempting to control my emotions. Releasing the breath, I sigh. Why the hell am I like this today?

"It's gone now right?"

"Yes… but what is it?"

"Sharpie."

"That wasn't sharpie."

"Permanent marker."

"That's basically a sharpie."

"Ink."

"Wrong texture."

"A tatoo."

"That includes ink."

"...Magic."

"Doesn't exist."

"Mahou."

"Isn't that magic?"

"Biological inflammation." I don't know what the hell this could be, but it sounds like it could be a thing.

"Does that even exist?"

"Rash."

"Rash is red."

"What the hell do you think it is?!" Like seriously! I actually said the answer.

"Uh, don't know?" I facepalm. Fuck this.

"Can we move on lighter topics?"

"Sure why not?"

After school.

"Hey Yuzuha, I'll head to your house later, okay?"

"Why?"

"I want to go check something out at the library."

"Sure, just be back before six okay?"

"Okay, thanks." I wave her goodbye as I make my way toward the community centre. I wonder if I still have access to my bank account. I didn't bring my apartment key with me so I can't go there. I honestly don't know what I wanted to do. I just didn't want to go back. I look for a secluded park. Finding one, I climb into the trees to just relax. Making my way over to the largest chestnut tree, I climb into the higher branches where no one can see me. I probably shouldn't do this in a tree of all places but this is the best spot. I cup my hands together and then I thrust my arms out.

"Enchant Hellblaze." I whisper with my eyes squeezed shut. When nothing happens a few moments later, I open them slowly. There's a purple flame sitting in my hands. "Holy shit, I actually did it." I quickly encase it. I don't want to burn down the tree. Damn, I didn't think it'd be that easy to pull off. I guess it's easier to cast magic if you have an incantation attached to it. Noted. That was still extremely scary though. What if I had burned down the tree? Then I would've been fucked. I looked at the sun. I should get going. Maybe I should make some communication devices that would work across dimensions. Yeah, I'll just have to borrow Yuzuha's basements for a few minutes.

*Later on in the night, after she goes backs and has dinner with them.

"Would you guys mind if I used your basement for something? I won't destroy or break anything." Yuzuha's mom looks slightly concerned but says yes anyway. I instantly head down there. The room is relatively empty, with only a few boxes. I pulled out Lunalight. Well, you better work. I started playing whatever melody that came to mind to conjure up many mirrors. I only managed to conjure four, but that'll suffice for now. The next part is to figure out the exact wording of the enchantment. This is a tad more complicated than the stuff I normally pull… So… Allow the bearer to communicate with the other holders at any given time provided they're around their own mirror? I don't know if that will work… Let's see… Allow the bearer to choose which of the other holders they wish to communicate with it and allow them to talk as though they're having a conversation in the same room. Yeah, I think that'll work though I could refine it more… I think this will get the basic point across. What song will work with this… Well, it's about communication… Ah, screw specifics. Any song would work. So what do I want to play?

"What are you doing?" I look over to the entrance in surprise.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Coming to check up on you. I heard some music coming from down here."

"Oh, that was me, sorry. Anyway, was there something you needed?"

"If you're playing music, could you play something for me?" Well, that'll solve my song dilemma.

"Sure, what is it?"

"You know how to sing Alphabet right? And I write sins not tragedies?"

"Yeah, I know both of those. Why?"

"You know the mashup?" People did a mash up of those?

"No." She showed me the video.

"You think you could do the Sins not tragedies part?" I hesitate for a moment.

"Sure but…" Here to delve into the land of theories. "Some magic stuff may start happening and you might get tired though I'm not sure about the last part. You okay with that?" She shrugged.

"Why not, it'll help me sleep if I'm tired." Well, she gave consent. I turned Lunalight into a little headset thing. She started playing the karaoke version of the track.

"A-a-a-a, b-b-b-b, a-a-a-a, b-b-b-b, a-a-a-a, b-b-b-b. B-b-b-b, b b-b-b-b. Always aiming paper airplanes at me when you're around. You build me up like building blocks just so you can bring me down." Moment of truth.

"What a beautiful wedding. What a beautiful wedding said a bridesmaid to the waiter, and yes but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom's bride is a ?" I feel the magic starting to leak out of me.

"I'm not a little kid now. Watch me get big now. Spell my name on the fridge now. With all your alphabet toys. You won the spelling bee now, but are you smarter than me now? You're the prince of the playground. Little alphabet boy."

"Well, in fact. Well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved. Well this calls for a toast so pour the champagne, pour the champagne. Oh! Well in fact. Well, I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved. Well, this calls for a toast so pour the champagne, pour the champagne."

"I know my ABC's, yet you keep teaching me, I say fuck your degree, alphabet boy. I'm not a little kid now, watch me get big now, spell my name on the fridge now, with all your alphabet toys."

"I chime in, haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door, no? It's much better to face these kinds of things, with a sense of poise and rationality."

"Alphabet boy. My alphabet boy. Alphabet boy~ Alphabet boy. My alphabet boy." "

I chime haven't you people ever heard of, closing the goddamn door, no? It's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality."

"You won the spelling bee now, but are you smarter than me now? You're the prince of the playground,"

"It's much better to face these kinds of things,"

"Little alphabet boy."

"With a sense of poise and rationality." Add in a-a-a-a's and b-b-b-b-b's. And end of song.

"Wow, that was fun!" Yuzuha declared enthusiastically. I'm glad you're happy, I'm just a tad immobile right now.

"That's nice, I'm glad you found it fun." She suddenly waved her hand in front of my face.

"Why you no look at me?"

"Do you feel tired?" She thought about it for a bit.

"No, not really. I feel more energized to be honest." So there were no effects on her. Okay, so maybe the whole song has to be present but I don't have to sing all of it, just make sure that the melody is present somewhere. Huh, good for future reference.

"That's great." Soon the drain lessened and I could move. I yawned. This is why I should avoid enchanting. Should probably test it.

"zu, take this into a different room. Then tap one of the gems and talk." I colour coded them. She looked confused at my request but did it anyway. A few moments passed and her face showed up on one of the mirrors.

"Yay, it worked." My voice lacked the proper enthusiasm.

"What the hell did you do?"

"Explain tomorrow. Tired. Night." What day was it again? Meh, who cares. Nighty, night world.

HI people. You want to burn me at a stake yet? Yes, I know that I'm a bloody prick for still doing high school. Just coming out with it now, once I get back into NNT plot, it'll be much easier to do more updates because, Let's face it, tihs entire story is a bloody self insert and you know it. I also didn't think high school would have this much homework. Anyway, the song in this chapter is a mashup between Alphabet boy and I write Sins not Tragedies. Why I decided to use it, is because IRL Yuzuha likes My chemical romance. And I needed a song. So, given the current nature of things, expect updates on high school for the next few months. I know it'll basically kill you because it's not really super important and not much is really happening here. I'll include some other form of action or actually try to squish days together but I don't really like doing too many timeskips over too long. Soo like yea. Oh, and a year has passed since I started posting this back in August from last year. Yay! Thank you all for the support, favorites, and follows. Reviews are highly appreciate as it tells me what the hell I'm doing wrong and I don't really spell check my chapters so if I screwed up on something and it's really bothering you, tell me! I don't want to torture you with atrocious errors. And yeah, I can't really think of anything else to ramble about so Ice out.