The day was now over and Mikan headed back to her room after a rather hectic lesson. First, when she entered the classroom everyone had already sat down ready to learn and she felt really awkward when she walked to her seat near the back because everyone was watching her. Secondly, her friends just wouldn't leave her alone and kept asking about what she did in the principal's office, even Natsume asked if she was okay! (And that NEVER happens). In the end, she told them that her uncle only wanted to know if the students were happy in the high school department and asked if any changes needed to be made, to which she replied no and that everything was good.

Of course, most of them bought it, apart from Hotaru and Natsume, but it did make it really tiring for her and she wanted nothing more than to return to her special star room and just sleep.

She checked her phone, 4:13, perfect time for a nap.

After entering her room she closed the curtains and dimmed the light from her lamp, it was a Friday so she really didn't feel like changing and instead plopped down on her bed and prepared for some shut-eye.

Only to feel a lump underneath her covers.

"W- What the-"

She pulled her duvet to see Yuusuke napping comfortably on the right side of her bed while holding her teddy bear.

WHY IS HE HERE!?

"Yuusuke senpai!" She gently shook his shoulder to wake him up, "Yuusuke senpai, wake up!"

As if waking up from a heavy slumber, the grey-haired beauty rubbed his eyes and the nape of his neck before staring at her in the eyes. It felt like she was being violated just by his eyes, they were staring at her so intensely that she froze in her place and felt a blush threatening to creep up on her face. Beautiful silvery-blue eyes that complimented his hair perfectly appeared to shine in the darkness of the room, although he looked drowsy and rather annoyed about being forcefully woken up, as soon as he saw her he gave her a gentle yet lazy smile and yanked her arm so that she was in bed with him.

"Why'd you sound so surprised, Mikan?" He hugged her from behind on the king-sized bed with their blanket tangled up between their legs. She felt warm, almost too warm, and she knew that it was because of the massive blush across her face.

"B- because you're sleeping on my bed in my room, that's why!" She tried to escape his grip but without avail.

"I'm tireeed," he groaned, "let me sleep for a bit longer, my wife."

She had to stop herself from squealing like a little girl because at the end of the day it doesn't matter whether the future her was married to this man, he was still a stranger to the present her and she had to use her brain and put a distance between them.

As she tried to push him away she noticed the silver ring on his left hand and remembered the expression on his face when he spoke about it and for a minute, she stopped fighting him and thought about how loved her future self must feel because of this man.

Noticing that she stopped, Yuusuke pulled her so that she was underneath him which caused her to scream out of surprise. "It's your fault for leaving an opening," he smiled as he looked down on her red face, every time her blush deepened his smile grew.

"W- what are you doing?" She stammered as she felt vulnerable under his watchful eye, instead, he caressed her cheek and laughed.

"Mikan, you were so cute when you were younger."

She stared at him in confusion.

"In 10 years, Mikan, you can't live without me because the 'you' in the future loves me..." She couldn't help but notice a bit of sadness in his eyes as he said that, "and, no matter when I always see you and kiss you till neither of us can breathe, I know that everything happens because of fate and I can't change that." He drew in closer to her face to the point where she could feel his warm breath on her cheek, as she waited for what he would do next there was a knock on the door which caused both of them to freeze in their places.

"Onee chan..."

From outside the door, 2 voices could be heard. One of an unusually distressed Youichi and another (not distressed) but equally as worried Natsume.

"Idiot, open the door right now or I'll burn it!"

Pushing Yuusuke away from her she mouthed to him that he needed to hide and that she would handle the rest, only for him to completely disobey her and go towards the door. Once he opened it, Mikan couldn't imagine what Youichi and Natsume were thinking, a male, a female and a messy bed with bedraggled clothes weren't a good thing. And neither were their expressions.

Natsume was the first to speak, after looking around the room he harshly held Yuusuke by his collar and glared at him. It didn't matter that Natsume was a good inch shorter than him, he was still strong enough to deal with him head-on.

"What the fuck is going on!?" He turned towards Mikan and pointed at the man in his clutches who looked rather amused by the whole situation. "Hey, look at me when I'm talking to you!"

"N- Natsume... Good evening to you too..." She nervously turned her head around to face him and noticed the scowl on his face.

The latter clicked his tongue but didn't say anything, instead, he let go of Yuusuke and shoved him away. Youichi, who unsurprisingly hadn't said anything as soon as he entered the room, looked at the man in disbelief and pointed at him. "Mikan-nee chan, we heard you scream and Natsune-nii told me to hurry up and go to your room in case you did something stupid... But who's he?"

Mikan opened her mouth to speak but Yuusuke beat her to it. He fixed his uniform and took 2 cartons of strawberry milk from the fridge in the room, "you wanted some milk, right Mikan?" She nodded dumbly at him, confused as to what was happening but hoped that he had a plan. He handed one carton to Mikan and another to Youichi, "drink this and leave, brat" he whispered into his ear as he handed him the carton and smiled at his shocked expression.

"I brought another carton for little Youichi here, I know that little kids really need to drink enough calcium in order to grow," he sneered at the kid much to Natsume's dismay.

"Oi! Idiot, who's he?" Natsume pointed rudely at Yuusuke as he asked, his patience wearing thin as he hated being ignored.

"I'm Yuusuke." He smirked at the 2, "and I'll be staying in Mikan's room for a while, so nice to meet you Natsume."

Mikan glared at him, "I'm sorry, staying?"

Natsume and Youichi both watched the situation unfold in confusion, Mikan completely forgot about her 2 guests as she yanked Yuusuke's arm and brought his ear close to her mouth. "NO ONE TOLD ME ABOUT THIS," she whisper-shouted furiously.

"It can't be helped, right?" He whispered back as he raised both hands in front of him, "I came from the future so I'm not meant to be here, what if I wandered off and did anything? I might unintentionally change the future."

Chuckling at her annoyed expression he patted her on the head, "or do you not want to get married to me?"

She spoke angrily through gritted teeth, "then why don't you leave now?"

Unkown to Natsume, he had no idea what they were whispering about and it irritated him. He dragged Youichi to come down to her room because he was worried about her, but when he saw her with this random guy with messy clothes he felt something burn up inside him and it made him feel sick.

"Ouch!" Yuusuke yelped as the tip of his sleeve caught on fire, "what was that for?"

Natsume instead glared at Mikan and turned around, "let's go Youichi, we're just wasting our time." Then he dragged Youichi away and slammed the door shut.

Mikan stared at the door in confusion, "eh? What's his problem?"

Yuusuke laughed at the whole situation, "this is like watching history replay itself!" He held his stomach and wiped some tears from his eyes, "I don't remember Natsume-nii being THAT aggressive though... Forgot how much his fire hurts."

She whipped her head around to face him, "did you just say Natsume-nii?"

He ignored her and chuckled, "and I don't remember being that unsociable when I was younger, I remember myself being more of an intimidating kid... How disappointing." He turned around to face her, a ghostly smile still lingering on his face.

Wait a minute...

"Did you just say 'I'?"

He looked down on her and summoned various spirits in the room which surrounded the pair, his smile now nothing more than a facade, "my name is Youichi Hijri. I am currently 18 years old but while I'm here can you please continue calling me Yuusuke?"

You-chan in 10 years is my husband?