Title: Shinjitsu No Uta

Author: Brittany67

Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation or any of the Gravitation character. I do however own Kuraku, Kumo, Kouya, Mitsushi and Jun.

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Jun Kiyo sat quietly at her office desk as she mainly watched Mitsushi coloring pictures at his desk. She had been watching the boy all day, wanting to find out information about him. Wanting to know why Senkai acted to coldly towards her that day. Seeing that Mitsushi was alone, she decided it use this to her advantage.

She walked slowly over to Mitsushi, not taking her eyes off of him as she worked her way around the desk and children around her. Jun kneeled beside Mitsushi with a smile as she put a gentle hand on the boy's shoulder.

"How are you doing today?" Jun asked still smiling with her hand still on the redhead's small shoulder. He looked at her with a bright smile and stopped coloring his picture.

"I'm fine, Jun-sensei." Mitsushi replied and then went back to drawing, ignoring her completely. Jun gritted her teeth annoyed that Mitsushi was ignoring her, but counted to ten, cooling down slightly. She didn't want Mitsushi to be scared of her, if she acted angry with him, then she would never get the information out of him.

"What are you coloring, Mitsushi-chan?" Jun asked, once again trying to get his attention. He paused for a second before putting down his crayon.

"It's a family picture of my brother, my sister and me." Mitsushi explained glancing at the teacher. Jun looked at the picture to see three people on the white paper. There was a tall redhead with what seemed like glasses on top his head, which she guesses to be Senkai. Next to that drawing was clearly a girl with long black hair and huge blue eyes. Holding her hand was a small redhead that with huge smile.

"Mitsushi ..? Why is there only you and your brother and sister in the picture? Where are your parents?" Jun demanded softly after noticing that the two were missing in the messy drawing.

Mitsushi face soon turned cutely serious almost making her laugh, but she controlled it, knowing that in this situation, it was uncalled for.

"Kumo said they are gone."

"What do you mean gone?" Jun asked, inching closer to the little boy. Curiosity was almost eating her alive! She needed to know something or else she would scream herself to death. Mitsushi didn't respond so she pushed for more answers. "Where are they, Mitsushi?"

"Kumo made me promise not to tell about it to anyone and I can't break it." The redhead explained and went back to coloring his picture. Jun's eyebrows twitched, annoyed, yet again as he ignored her.

"Come on Mitsushi you can tell me. I'm your friend, I won't tell anyone about this." She said with a gentle smile. Mitsushi shook his head silently, continuing to color the picture he had worked on for a couple minutes. Jun huffed silently before giving him a very force smile. "Okay, Mitsushi. It's okay; you don't have to tell me."

"Okay!" The redhead replied, humming a strange song to himself.

Jun stood up from her kneeling position slowly and went back to her desk with muttering colorful curses under her breath. She didn't care that the children around her heard cursing. They probably would forget about it as soon as they went home. She had nothing to worry about.

'Damn, almost had him.' Jun thought to herself as she looked at the Mitsushi, who was now playing with a girl that had coke bottle glasses on her face. 'Why are they like this around me? I should know everything about my students. It's my right as a teacher! This is injustice!'

A strange expression appeared on her face as she glazed at the redheaded boy. It's wasn't right for an 18 year old to take care of a Mitsushi. Senkai should to be at school getting girlfriends not worrying about his siblings every minute. She had to do something about this. It was injustice for this to happen.

Jun stared out the window with a new determine in her eyes. She was going to help Mitsushi, and that his idiot brother of his, if she had to.

Kumo sneezed as he walked through the NG hallways. He looked around himself with a suspicious glare. "Someone's talking about me, again. I can feel it. My ears are burning."

"Why is everybody always talking about me?" He cried loudly stomping his foot like a child that wanted an expensive toy. A woman walking down the wall hushed him with a glare. He returned it. "Don't tell me to be quiet!

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