"Hanataro-kun, I'm so sorry." Emily said, as she hugged her now seven year old son, who already had shoulder length red hair. She was saying goodbye since she had to leave him at Yaledem's Institute for Mentally Challenged Children and Teens because he was now labeled as a threat to society.
"Don't say that mom, those people deserved what they got." he said stubbornly,
"Hanataro, you just don't throw chairs at people and push them out of windows." she told her son sternly,
"But they made fun of uncle!" he shouted in defiance.
"Walker knows how to deal with that sort of thing himself, besides, do you know how upset he is now that you're in trouble for doing that." at this he put his head down, "I know you meant well, but there are other ways of doing that, heh, you really are a hot blooded red head like mom, now aren't you?" she said smiling at him.
He feebly tried to smile at her and barely succeeded, "Yeah, just like you, see you later mom." and he hugged her tightly,
"See you later Hanataro." she kissed his forehead, "I'll come again tomorrow, as soon as I can, I promise." he merely nodded his head before his mom left him, waving till she couldn't see him after she rounded a corner, with the taller and older, purple haired boy, his hair was a bit longer than Hanataro's and he had reddish eyes.
"Okay then Yamato-san, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself to you properly, I'm William Yaledem lll, since my father's death a short time ago, I run this place, so if you need anything, you can just come ask me." he told the small boy, smiling at him.
"How old are you, six?" Hanataro asked rudely
"I'm fifteen you brat."
"Could've sworn you were the brat, so where am I staying in this place?"
"Right this way." William directed, already ticked off by this kid, most of the patients in this kind of situation were quiet and shy, sure they could be temperamental, but they weren't rude right off the bat. "I guess you've been through a lot today already, huh Yamato-san?"
"Not really, I just never felt as mad as I did today; it made me feel better pushing that person out the window, even if it was only on the second story, should've fought with him on the third story."
"You know, you have to control that temper, or it'll get you into some serious trouble one day, here we are." he said and opened the door to an old woman with long, faded blue hair and strange pink eyes seated next to a small, sleeping girl with pale skin and short blue hair as well, "Sorry for intruding Migarashi-sama."
"Oh don't worry about it William and I've told you not to call me that, you can call me Takara like anyone else." the old woman said in a soft voice that reminded Hanataro of rustling leaves
"Of course Miga- I mean, Takara-san."
"Close enough" she smiled at the young boy before noticing Hanataro who was hiding behind William, "Oh, now who would you be?"
"This is Hanataro Yamato, he was just admitted today, and he'll be in the connected room." William answered for him,
"Now William, let the boy answer for himself." she told him, then turned back to Hanataro, "Now, who are you?"
"It's none of your business old lady!" he shouted at her from behind William's leg, William nearly had a heart attack on the spot,
"...Hahaha! I like you kid, you've got some punch in you." she said, her loud laughter dying down to a slight chuckle.
This confused Hanataro, when he usually called people old, they got upset, but this person laughed, was that normal for some people, or did she actually live here too?
"I'm going to put this guy in bed now." William said, a vein pooping out of his head as he lifted Hanataro by the collar of his shirt,
"Now William, don't hurt the boy, you must be calm, I mean, you're the older one now aren't you?"
"He really is, I thought with the way he acts that he was younger than me, thanks for clearing that up old lady." Hanataro said,
"Your welcome." she smiled at him,
"Don't encourage the brat!" William yelled at the lady,
"What brat, the only brat I see is you." Hantaro told him,
"You're going to bed now." and with that, he dragged Hanataro into the connected room.
Hanataro had already spent two weeks in the institute, there were only two good things about the place, his mother who came to visit him everyday for all the visiting hours would allow her, and the old lady, Takara, who he would regularly have long banters with. The woman told him how the small girl, who he had never once seen awake during his time there, was actually her granddaughter, Sakura, and she had been in a coma for the past two years.
"Does she have a twin sister?" Hanataro asked after Takara had told him her granddaughter's name,
"Yes, how did you know?"
"I met her, we would've been engaged if she hadn't punched me."
"Really, were you staring at her?"
"...Cause I thought she was cute, but not anymore." although the barely visible red on his cheeks said otherwise,
"Hahaha, you are a very amusing boy, Hana-chan."
"Don't call me that old lady." he told her, his lips forming a frown at the name,
"Call me Takara, instead of old lady, and I'll call you Hanataro."
"Hana-chan it is then." he said, he wouldn't give up his power to call her old lady. He was the only one that could ever get away with that, anyone else would get hit; this actually meant that William, if he was nearby, would instead get hit.
"William, what do we do?" the nurse, Mako, who had long pretty brown hair and deep green eyes, and also the only non-patient person his age that William actually knew, asked him from where she was cowering behind a table, hiding from the seven year olds wrath.
"I'm not that sure." he calmly answered as a knife flew past him, "But I think we should definetly do something very soon."
"I'm not that sure." he calmly answered as a knife flew past him, "But I think we should definetly do something very soon."
"Really, I never would have guessed?" Mako asked, sweat rolling down the back of her head, but she yelped as more glass flew by her,
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Hanataro wouldn't stop screaming as he went on his rampage, leaving many of the employees running out of the room in fear of their lives.
"Do you think we'll need to use some tranquilizer, Mako-chan?" William asked Mako as more dangerous items flew past him,
"Why do we keep things like knives in a kid's room?!" she asked instead.
Suddenly the room became silent, except for the boy's heavy breathing, and amidst the breathing, the sound of footsteps on the broken glass was heard, along with a soft yawn and the rustle of sheets. This made William and Mako look towards the boy and the source of the new sound, they saw that Hanataro was now staring a girl that was some inches smaller than him, making her look more like a three year old, had blue hair, pale skin, luminous pink eyes, and was holding onto a white sheet.
"What she's awake?!" William whispered in shock,
"That's Sakura Migarashi, she was in a coma for the past two years wasn't she, how'd she just wake up?!" Mako added, as confused as he was.
The small girl rubbed at her eyes with the hand holding onto the blanket, "Hmmmmm, this room is yucky, let's sleep in mine." she told the boy sleepily and pulling on his hand she lead him into the room next door and they climbed into her bed.
Although Hanataro was confused by how the girl was acting, he was too tired to complain. He felt calmer already in this girl's presence and soon enough fell asleep beside her.
"How is it we, who have known this boy for three months already, fail to calm him down and yet, she doesn't even know who he is, and gets him to even get into a bed and sleep?" William asked Mako beside him,
"I don't know, love at first sight?" she suggested,
"How can a seven year old experience love?"
"Humph, I guess that means I should just leave since you didn't know what love was when we met." and she got up from the floor and left the boy there,
"Hey, hey Mako-chan, I was joking!" he shouted as he immeadiately chased after the temperamental brunette.
'Hmmm, since when does light come into my room?' Hanataro thought, since his window usually had the curtains drawn,
"Hiiii!" a loud voice exclaimed.
Hanataro blinked until he was used to the bright sun, and then he blinked twice more after seeing what looked like a younger version of the old lady.
"Who are you?" he asked the girl,
"Hmmmmm, me no know."
"How can you not know who you are?"
"...Do you wanna play some games with me?!" she suddenly shouted at him,
"Not really."
"Waaaaaaaaaah, you is so mean!" she cried at Hanataro, making him feel very uncomfortable,
"Fine! I'll play with you, just stop crying."
"Yaaay! You is so nice!"
"Stop calling me 'you' that's rude, I have a name."
"But me not know what name is." she tilted her head as she said this, very confused at this concept.
"My name is Hanataro, that's what I'm called."
"But me no like that, it's yucky and all red, ooh, ooh, me know, me know, me call you Hana-chan, that blue like you." she said in excitement,
"What's with you and the old lady both calling me that?" he asked disdainfully, frowning at the girl,
"Does that mean Hana-chan not like me?" she asked tears welling up in her eyes,
"No, no, I, um, I, uh, I'm okay with you, I guess." he responded rather quickly, not even sure if any of that made the slightest bit of sense.
"Yaaay, Hana-chan like me!"
"Sure, whatever, where's the old lady?"
"Huh? Who old lady?"
"She looks kinda like you, but her hair is longer, and she's older looking."
"What does me looks like?" her head tilted as she asked this,
"Eh, you have short blue hair and pink eyes."
"Really? Me wants to see!"
"You know you're very strange."
"What strange?"
"Do you always tilt your head at everything?"
"Huh?"
"Never mind. How long have you been here?"
"Me no know."
"How old are you?"
"Me no know."
"Can you say anything besides, 'Me no know.'?"
"Yep yep."
"Obviously you do belong here."
"Where's here?"
"This is a place for people like us, who are too, um, unpredictable."
"What's unpr- unpre-, un-, that thing?" she asked, deciding to not bother with the difficult word.
"That means you don't know what they're going to do."
"Wow, Hana-chan knows a lot." the girl's eyes grew wide with awe at the intelligence of this boy.
"Um, thanks."
"I see the both of you are awake now." a new voice interrupted,
"Ah, the brat's here."
"Who's he, Hana-chan?"
"He's just a brat, don't worry about him."
"Kay kay."
"Hanataro, wait, did she call you Hana-chan?"
"I dids."
"Be quiet."
"Wahhhh, Hana-chan hates me!"
"No, wait, I'm sorry, I don't hate you."
"Yay!" and she launched herself at the boy and hugged him,
"William, please help me."
"Oh, but, this is too, too, funny...Hana-chan. Wait while I go get a camera." William quickly returned with a camera and took a picture of the moment before turning into the serious doctor that he was very well known for. He grabbed the blue haired girl and sat her properly on the bed and faced her.
"I already asked her questions about herself, she doesn't remember anything." Hanataro told him before he could question the girl.
"Really?"
"Really."
"What is you talking abouts?" the small girl asked.
"Oh it's nothing, now Hanataro, some people are here to see her, I'm sorry, but you'll have to leave." William said to the red haired boy,
"Noooo, me wants Hana-chan to stay heres with me." the small bluenette exclaimed, after hearing the word leave, as she squeezed Hana-chan's neck, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Help." Hanataro choked out to William,
"Um, you might want to let go, Hanataro can't breathe." William told the small girl.
"Don't call him that, I don't like that, it's red, not blue like Hana-chan is!" the girl complained, upset that this person continuously called her friend the wrong name.
"Blue you say, what color is William then?" William asked, bending down to the girl's level, confusing Hantaro as to why he was asking her such a question.
"It's red." she answered, smiling,
"Interesting." was all he said and there was a knock at the door, William opened the door and exited to speak with whoever was outside quickly and returned with a man and woman who both had dark brown hair, the man had plain brown eyes and the woman had grey ones, with them was a boy who looked like the man, and a small girl who looked like the woman.
This family was familiar to Hanataro, especially the girl, yes; it was rather hard to forget the person who punched you so hard that three baby teeth fell out.
"You, stay away from my Sakura-chan!" the girl immeadiately shouted at him,
"Who's Sakuwa, and who's you?" the bluenette questioned, tilting her head to the side.
"Hana-chan!" Jack screamed to her much taller and mature friend, who had been sleeping in a hammock in the over sized sunroom in his home.
Hanataro sighed, a little upset that his friend had disturbed his sleep and reminiscing, "What is it Jack?" he asked, picking up the paper on his chest and looking at what it said, for what had to be the millionth time that day.
"When are Jack-chan and you going to the carnival?!" she questioned, anxious to get there and enjoy a day filled with bearded ladies and fire eaters.
Hana-chan stared at his friend for a bit, then looked back at the paper in his hand, the idea that was immeadiately formed was, true it was mean, but really, people had to be hurt to keep order in society, so he saw nothing wrong with what he was about to do. "Sorry Jack, I just remembered there's something I have to do, but I'll call up Walker and you can go with him and Yaya-san."
"Yay! We is going to the carnival, we is going to the carnival!" she sang as she left the room, not knowing the misfortune, or fortune kind of, since she would be able to watch more movies, that would soon befall her.
Hanataro stared at his paper again, he smirked at it, detesting what it had to say, "Sorry, but you're not going to endanger Jack again." he said to no one, and crumpled the paper, tossing it to the side.