Careful...

Don't let the door crack...

Close it slowly... There!

Now if he can go bac-

Wait!...

He isn't awake, isn't he?

Slowly, Yuki turned his head to see if his roommate was still awake.

Phew!

Gingka was snoring loudly... or at least he seemed to be doing it, Yuki could barely hear anything because the guy had an open comic book covering his face.

Is it safe to even...Well, at least he didn't noticed him.

Yuki just stopped minding if he made any noise, he just went to his bed. But before taking off his glasses, he decided to look at his wrist.

Couldn't avoid to smile.

His bracelet, previously destroyed, was back with him.

It just... gave him a big relief.

It looked different this time though. Because it was made from different strings braided together, it was thicker and a little bit bigger; it almost covered his whole wrist. Which was good actually, it made it stronger and harder to rip.

It took a lot of time, but Motti had really made a good job. The white and pink bits were on opposite sides, and the way they were accommodated made them look like waves or... well, he could swear they looked like a strong breeze. A breeze dancing around the pink rose resting in the middle.

He has to admit, before this, hiding the bracelet was really easy. In fact, he is sure nobody saw it because of how small it was.

Now he couldn't care less if people saw him wearing it.

Heck, he doesn't even care if his sister gets mad at him for letting the bracelet be changed.

Uh... he doesn't care...

Now THAT'S weird.

Usually, he does care about everything that happens. Even if he tries to hide it, he can't help it if every little thing he worries about starts to eat him alive mentally.

But now...

He is fine.

He feels fine.

There is... there is just nothing on his mind! He forgot that was possible!

Yeah, he still is in a situation where he can probably die, but...

It's okay!

He doesn't have to worry, nothing bad it's happening right now.

And when something bad do happens, it will be okay too.

Yuki can feel it.

No...

He knows it.

He will not worry about it because, he will be ready.

What is this?

Yuki chuckled a little bit.

Then the nearly silent chuckle turned into a nearly silent laughter.

Why was he laughing?

He doesn't know.

He doesn't care.

After a good moment of laughing, Yuki puts his hands together. He doesn't know what he is doing.

But he is feeling it.

A blue light starts glowing from inside his hands, it becomes brighter and brighter with every passing second.

It can't be contained.

As if it was an instinct, he separated them.

His light separated in three different blue beams. They started to go every direction possible in the room.

Yuki stopped laughing and just smiled widely.

With a small movement from both his hands, the three beams collide with each other and exploded in multiple pieces. They were all around him.

Every little piece looked exactly like a spark.

Shining brightly on their own.

Another idea crossed his mind.

Using his powers once again, he made a lot of blue balls of light and launched them in different directions. But he made them stay within all the little sparks around them.

It was incredible...he made a galaxy.

A beautiful, shiny galaxy.

Yuki's smile grew even wider.

He didn't knew his power could be so beautiful...

Yuki was so used to create 'weapons' with his newfound powers, and it never came to his mind to create something else.

Something amazing.

Without even caring about how he was doing it, he started playing with his powers.

He was starting to put details in every planet to make them distinct from each other.

Formed a few shooting stars and made them travel everyway they pleased.

And even used a few sparks to form constellations, and made them play with each other.

Yuki didn't noticed it at first, but while he was playing with his powers, he was mumbling something.

Wait...

He...

He knows this song...

His mother used to sing it for him and his sister all the time when they were little.

"The story... begins with a light in your heart."-Yuki started singing in a really weak whisper, but his smile faded as soon as he tried to continue with the next sentence.

What was next?

"A fantastic journey?"-He asked out loud.-"No...was it a shining dream? Ugh! No."-

He could remember the melody...

But it was hard to remember the lyrics.

He hasn't heard that song in years.

Madoka and him loved that song so much, they used to sing it all the time when they were feeling sad.

Does Madoka remembers the song?

He sure hopes she does, because he can't even remember the name of the song.

He needed to hear it so bad.

Maybe... if he didn't insisted on trying to ignore every bad thing that happened to him, he could remember the song he loved so much.

Maybe if he just decided to sit down, think about his problems with calm, or even talk to his grandfather; Yuki could have been in peace with himself earlier.

Just a few hours ago he felt like garbage, his inner turmoil was bigger than ever because of all the things he have gone through recently. If he wasn't so tired of feeling anxious, he probably would have exploded. But talking about it with Motti made him feel so unbelievably good.

His friend didn't judge him, she didn't minimized what he felt or treated him like a crybaby. Motti knew he was actually scared to talk about his past, but she knew how much he needed it, she knew that if Yuki continued keeping everything to himself, it would've been a matter of time for him to get to a point where he can't take it anymore.

And she actually listened, just like he listened to her.

Yuki hopes for his new friend that talking to him did something good for her, just like talking to her did so much for him.

He just feel... free.

Yuki feels like his past is actually behind him.

Looking back... Trying to ignore his problems didn't help him at all. It didn't change a thing, didn't made him feel any better, if anything it just made him feel... well

Guilty...

No matter what he did, he always felt guilty.

Guilty for being so weak, for letting a bunch of idiots hurt him every single day.

Guilty for acting so indifferent towards his grandfather, all he ever wanted to do was just understand him and all Yuki ever did was to push him away.

Guilty for not being there when his sister needed him.

Guilty for not doing anything to stop his father when he took her away.

Guilty for what happened to his mother...

But now it just...

It doesn't matter...

Yuki doesn't have to worry about the past anymore.

Because he has a future.

A crazy future that includes fighting against an evil monster...

"Wait... does that make me a..."-The boy silently mumbled.

Doesn't having powers and joining a group of warriors to defeat the forces of evil makes him a... superhero?

One of those over-powered weirdos that have all kinds of crazy adventures, do all kinds of heroic deeds, and even get to go through a self-discovering journey that will probably teach stuff they already knew in the end.

A real-life superhero that ends up having one of those stupid comic books full of clichés that have nothing to do with their own lives. And probably gets a movie that is most likely to be worse than the comic.

But in the end wouldn't be able to complain because if they do, their identities would be discovered and its actually pointless to worry about such trivial things like those.

A superhero that will live under the constant stress of having a normal life, but also risking it every day.

One that will be targeted by the media, waiting for him to make one mistake and make him feel like crap.

One that will be for sure mistaken as a nuisance or even a villain by some people.

One that has to wear an embarrassing costume under his every day clothes.

One that will probably end up joining a team of other heroes.

One that will probably regret joining that team of other heroes.

A hero that will probably given a stupid nickname by the public.

You know what?...

The idea doesn't sound so bad.