Chapter 8

Shibuya?

[M…..Murata?]

Murata: Wake up shibuya, we're going to be late for school

Yuri opens his eyes a little bit, then closes them again feeling incredibly tired.

[Five more minutes]

Murata: You said that five minutes ago.

Yuri grumbled; he hated when Murata came over in the mornings, especially when all he wanted to do was sleep in. After a short moment he felt his blanket being taken away from him and grumbled even more. He sits up to yell at him when he realizes something; he was in his room and Murata was standing over him in his usual school uniform holding his back pack. He looked around him before focusing back on Murata.

[Murata, how old am I?]

Murata: uh….17, why?

[hmmmm, what gender is wolfram?]

Murata: you're kidding right?

[Please it's very important that you answer my question.]

Murata: he's a boy, although I have to admit I was a bit confused when I first saw him. He's pretty enough to be a girl.

[I see, ok one more question; If someone were to put their head in a guillotine and chop it off, would they still come back to life directly after words?]

Murata quirks an eyebrow and chuckles a little: wow shibuya, sell me some of whatever you're smoking will ya? Now quit joking around and get ready for school; I'll wait downstairs for you.

Murata leaves him and walks out the door; Yuri sits in his bed for a while and ponders his predicament. He is definitely in another dream, the real Murata would be surprised by that question and inquire about why he asked something so morbid. It's not like him to ignore something so weird; he sighed and got out of bed. He collected his toiletries and made his way to the bathroom; while taking a shower he allowed himself to think about what Shinou said the last time he saw him. This dream was supposed to be a treat; he would admit that being back home was refreshing. So far all of his dreams involved him being in Shin Makoku. Maybe this was his treat, being back home with his family. After about 5 or 6 minutes he finished showering and headed back to his room. Once there it dawned on him; if going back home was really his treat, then why not just let him wake up. He was home when he was having dinner and he entered the dream world, so logically he figured that waking up from these weird dreams would be a treat for him. He sighed, he should have known that this wasn't meant to be his reward for putting up with the emotional mess of the last dream; so if this isn't then what is? He finished preparing himself for school dawning his signature uniform and grabbing his book bag. He walked down the stairs and…

"Good Morning Yu-chan, I hope you still have time for breakfast".

[Morning mom, of course I…..WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?]

The person looking back at him in shock was a tall handsome man in a pink apron. He had the same hairstyle as his mother only with slightly shorter hair and looked to be in his mid 30's. He blinks at Yuri with brown eyes and tilts his head.

"Yu-chan, is everything alright?

[Uh…m…..mom?]

Murata: You have to excuse him, Michael; he's a little touched in the head this morning.

Michael: oh dear; you haven't been eating plantain chips before bed again, have you?

[Uh…n…..no…I'm fine, everything's fine. I'M TOTALLY NOT FREAKED OUT RIGHT NOW, THIS IS PERFECTLY NORMAL.]

Michael walks over to Yuri: oh my, that's what you always say when you freak out even more then normal. Come on tell mommy what wrongs.

[Nnnnno…no, nothings wrong everything's fine, just dandy, perfect even.]

He laughs erratically trying desperately to avoid freaking out over his mother's sudden sex change. "That's what he wants me to do, he enjoys my freak outs, this is fine, just roll with it Yuri" thought the double black teen as he took his seat at the table for breakfast. He observes his "mom" while she…..I mean he went back to preparing breakfast. After a while he notices Shori make his way to the table to sit next to him.

Shori: Morning everyone, Morning friend of my brother.

Murata smiles at him: hey brother of my friend.

Shoma comes into the room to greet everyone: Good Morning everyone; good morning dear.

Michael turns to him and wraps his arms around him: Good Morning, honey.

Yuri relaxed and picked up a slice of toast, he bit into it…then nearly choked on it when he saw his father kissing another man. His focused his attention on his toast, "this is ok…..its fine…..if I can accept wolfram being with me then why not my dad…being…..being….."

Shoma sits back at the table next to Shori: this smells great dear; did you add curry to these eggs?

Michael sits at the table next to Shoma: of course, try some.

Michael takes some onto his fork and playfully touches shoma's chin: say ahhhh.

Shoma chuckles and blushes opening his mouth: ahhhhhhhhh

Watching Michael feed his father was the last straw, "ok, I'll admit it; this is freaking weird, weird and wrong, I'm all for having an open mind but MY DAD? No way".

[Uh….Murata, didn't you say we were running late for school?]

Murata: well yeah but you know I never miss a chance to eat Michael's co….ack….

Yuri forcefully yanks him up from his seat [WELL, we better get going. BYE SHORI, BYE DAD, BYE…uh…..mom…]

Michael: don't forget your lunch sweetie.

Yuri grab his lunch from the nearby counter and drags his bestfriend out the front door [GOT IT]; he bolts out the door with Murata in tow.

Shoma: huh… what's up with him?

Michael: don't know, he's never missed out on breakfast before.

Shori also gets up and heads for his room: well can you blame him? No kid wants to sit there and watch their parents make out in front of them. It's weird. Anyway I've got to get ready; I have to meet bob in a few hours.

Shoma: hmmm, well I can see why that would be weird.

Michael brings another fork full of eggs to shoma's mouth: well now that we're alone, say ahhhh.

Shoma opens his mouth as they continue their lovey dovey moment.