Natsume.

"Oi, why are you in my room...?" I asked cautiously.

He looked up from fumbling in the drawer. "I could ask the same thing. Get out." He returned to fumbling.

Oi... First you're all clingy at my mom, now you're turning the cold shoulder? It doesn't make sense.

I looked at my paper and glanced outside.

Yup, right room.

"Look, I'm supposed to live here. Look at this if you don't believe me," I gave him my paper.

The paper told me what classes I'd have - despite that I don't go out of the room - what room I had, gym locker, etc.

He looked it over and gave me two papers back, "So do I."

I looked at the paper.

Natsume Hyuuga - teacher.

Room #215 - Special Star

9-10 a.m. : Homeroom with Narumi Anjo. Class B.

10-11 a.m. : English with Narumi Anjo. Class A.

11 a.m. - 12 p.m. : English with Narumi Anjo. Class D.

12-1 p.m. : Lunch with Narumi Anjo. Class B.

1-2 p.m. : English with Narumi Anjo. Class C.

2-3 p.m. English with Narumi-

WHAT'S WITH ALL THE ENGLISH WITH NARUMI, HUH?!-!-!-!-!

- Anjo. Class E.

3-4 p.m. English with Narumi Anjo. Class B.

I sighed. This is a tough schedule...

MOSTLY BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH SO MUCH ENGLISH AND NOTHING MORE!-!-!-!-!

I gave him the paper back, not reading the bottom stuff. {Which is the most important 'cause it'll give you more information about him~}

"Fine, I guess we're roommates."

"I guess so."

"My mother'll stay here, too."

The conversation ended abruptly there.

"... In the same bed...?"

"Of course not! You're sleeping on the floor!-!"

"That's not fitting for a special star. Hey, what alice do you have?" he looked at me.

"Alice...? I have Nullification and Fire."

"... So do I."

"What?"

"Fire, I mean. I have the Fire Alice," he resumed fumbling. He then pulled out a pair of boxers, and I looked down.

He has some on... Perhaps he's going into the shower after this?

He then tossed them beside him, closed the drawer, opened another drawer, and fumbled through.

I don't get this man...

He pulled out a pair of socks and rose. He took the boxers and socks into a different room, and I sighed.

"So I guess he's getting in the shower. Let's go and put our stuff in here." She nodded, and we began settling in. A few minutes later, we were half done, and the shower began running. I rose.

"Mom, I'm going to get the bath started, okay?" She nodded, more focused in where to set our stuff. I went into the room, and sure enough, it was a bathroom.

But Natsume wasn't in the shower yet. His hand was under the water, as if he was feeling it. It's what me and Mom do, so I guess he does, too. Don't want the water too cold.

But something else was more noticeable. Scars. Lots of them. Even burns.

He seemed to notice I was here, as he turned his head.

"..."

"... I just came to start the water," I walked over to the bath. "What are those scars from?" I turned the knobs.

"... Multiple things."

I don't like this awkward silence... I don't know why, but it just doesn't feel right.

"What about the burns?"

"Mostly mistakes. Accidently burned myself or whatever."

"..."

That's weird... I don't often even use my alice. If he uses it enough that he burns himself, he must use it often...

More silence passed before I started conversation again.

"What are the reasons for the scars?"

"Look, kid. If someone avoids the answer, they don't want to tell you."

"... Well, sorry," I said, frowning in distaste.

"... Do you know your father?"

"... No."

"Hm..."

"If Mom doesn't know, why - or how - would I know?"

"... You seem smarter than her."

"Well yeah, I'm smar-"

Wait, what? ...

"Are you... Are you saying that-"

"I don't know who your father is, kid."

"... It's Natsukan."

"Yeah, I know it is." He got into the shower, satisfied with the temperature and began washing. I stared for a while before I noticed that my own water was warm enough for my liking. I plugged the bath and waited for it to be full of water. I sat on the edge.

"..."

I didn't know what to say. I wanted to start conversation, but I guess I should just drown myself in my thoughts.

So he's implying that I am his son... right?

Mom definitely wouldn't get it, that's for sure, but-

Wait! That's why we have similar eyes and hair!

I looked at Natsume and observed.

Our alices, our appearance, perhaps my intelligence, as well? I couldn't have had a dumb father, and Natsume is a teacher...

He acts like he knows Mom... maybe he does? Mom doesn't remember anything, and she has so many trust issues.

"How did she leave you?"

"..."

"You - if you think I'm your son - you had to have sex once, right?"

"I don't know how you know about sex, but yes."

"... I'm the smarter of us. I learn. Mostly on the internet. So? How did she leave you?"

"... I had made a mistake."

"What do you mean?"

"... I would rather not tell you, whether you are my son or not. I tried to show her my love. It came off wrong. Simple as that."

"..."

How would love come off wrong...?-?

I sighed and glanced one more time at the bathtub. Almost full.

"Mom!-!" I called. "Bath's almost ready!-!"

I got up and began stripping. It felt weird with another man present, but it'll feel weirder for my mom. I can handle it.

"... You guys take a bath together?"

"Yes."

"... That's nice."

"..."

Soon enough, my mom peeked her head in, making sure not to look at the shower. She slowly went in and sat on the edge with me.

"... Maybe you should go first."

"..."

I knew the awkward-acy of her being nude in front of a nude man, so I stood up and stepped in. I slowly dipped my body in.

I sighed in content, "It's a nice temperature... The water'll cover your privates, Mom."

"..."

Knowing she didn't want to go, I opened my eyes and grabbed the soap. I began washing myself.

When I was doing my legs, Natsume stepped out, glancing once at us. He dried himself and put his boxers and socks on. He took a few steps and leaned on the wall, my glares not affecting him. He just stared at me, and I cursed myself for always doing my privates and chest last.

Mom noticed him, too, but didn't dare to look.

"Get out," I snarled, but it didn't affect him.

"... What if I am?"

He brought up it again... It's really... on his mind...

"I don't care. Get out."

I saw the sadness in his eyes, but he got off the wall and left.

I sighed and returned to washing myself as Mom got up to lock the door. She then stripped and went in beside me.

I washed the rest of my legs, my stomach, my chest, butt, then private. Mom just washed up to down.

I do the same, but I skip privates, going to my legs, then assessing my privates.

I then reached for the shampoo, but Mom grabbed my hand before resuming to wash herself. I sighed, knowing what she meant.

Though she's clumsy and stupid, she's protective. She doesn't want me to accidently get shampoo in my eyes.

I rested along the edge of the bath as she washed her entire body. Then I heard more audible scrubbing, telling me she was washing her hair, but I opened my eyes anyway. She soon dumped her entire head into the water, came out, and wiped her eyes. She looked at me.

"Your turn." I nodded. She poured more of the shampoo on her hands, and I noticed it was different than what we used at home. "Close your eyes." I did, and she began smothering the stuff into my hair. Soon enough, she said, "Dunk," and I did. I then lifted my head and wiped my eyes. I opened them to stare at Mom. She smiled and rested along the side of the bath. I stared for a bit before taking the shampoo in my hands. Mom noticed. "What are you doing? I already washed your hair."

"It's different from ours. Probably Natsume's. So I was wondering what kind he used."

"Hm..."

I looked it over, seeing that it had a lot of polka dots on it. I remembered Natsume's nickname for Mom and glanced at her. She was relaxing against the side. I looked back at the thing, noticing it wasn't too squished. But Natsume seems like the type that would squeeze hard...

I sighed, putting it back and rose.

"I'm going back in."

"Okay. Don't worry about me. I've got my clothes over there," she gestured her head over to the sink where her pajamas laid. I walked out of the tub and dried myself. With one last smile at Mom, I exited.

Natsume was reading on the bed.

"Didn't I tell you?" I walked up to him. "We're going to sleep there. You have to sleep on the floor." He sighed but didn't move. I narrowed my eyes but walked over to my suitcase. I fumbled through it and soon found my favorite fiery boxers. I put them on and rambled for some socks. I soon found them and put them on.

I stood up and stretched. I then fumbled for my toothbrush in a different suitcase and soon found it, along with our toothpaste and brush. I found Mom's toothbrush, too, so I brought them all into the bathroom. I began brushing my teeth and brushing my hair. Then I left.

And then I saw something that I really didn't want to see.

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