I never thought that it could be possible to be all alone in an orphanage, which was once full with kids.

All the children from my wing have been adopted, and I am the only one that now has no family.

The truth is that after Maeko died, the story has spread from ear to ear.

The orphanage has hired another woman to take care of us. But things weren't the same as they were before.

But no one complained, because most of the children found a home, one by one.

But after a while, the story appeared in the news papers, and the orphanage doesn't have many kids remained, but still, I am the youngest one that has remained.

Many of the children had disappeared, without a family to visit before. I didn't care, but even so, I always ruined my chances to be adopted, again and again.

So, after the story spread more, the orphanage became a silent and a cursed place.

The orphanage has been closed. The kids were under the police care and they found for each one of us, a family.

I just waited my turn.

In the end, the police came and I was taken to an office in a police section, where a man made too many calls and talked about a homeless child.

I stood on a wood chair and I stared at him, without any expression on my face.

And after much or less of an hour, he put the phone down and finally, he looked at me even if I stood there enough time for him to look at me, at least once.

His eyes seem to be tired, but he smiled and said to me:

"I found a family for you."

Chapter 2: A house, but not a home

"Oh, what an handsome boy!"

I am now 12 years old. And I was adopted, let me rephrase, I was forced to be adopted.

The family which accepted to adopt a child even if I am not very young, wanted a child from the bottom of their heart, I understood that the woman can't make kids.

She adopted a child which for them was a complete success. The child has the best grades, is well educated, but for me, he looks like a robot, like an empty shell, without feelings.

So, I thought that they decided to change me too.

The family isn't poor at all. Which didn't bother me at all, from the look of things, they seem almost rich.

She bowed her body a little and she put her hands on each shoulder of a small thin boy that is before her.

She looks like a dragon over her prey, controlling him by just touching him.

"So, he is Junichi Matsumoto, I hope you will accept him as your older brother."

I just stared at him and he did the same.

He isn't tall, I think we have the same height, even if he is older, his hair is brown as his eyes and he wears a pair of round glasses.

Somehow we talk without words. Our eyes talk; the woman just stares at us, like she waits for something. But we said nothing.

"I've always liked this name, Junichi, and I think it suits him. So, I understood that your name is Naruto. I wonder… do you like the name Nao?"

"No."

Her smile disappeared and the expression of the child changed too, the face remained the same, but his eyes have a different light.

Her blonde hair seems to threaten his forced shape, two short curly hairs fall from her bake on her face.

"We will fix that. You came just in time, I just finished the dinner, come and eat with us."

The dinner table is round and it's made by a very sophisticated wood, the legs of the table have a model which is different but the table was covered with a white tablecloth that has small models, almost invisible on it.

A man is already sitting at it. I sit on a chair and I just stared at him.

He chews his food like this is his last dinner, and his teeth looked like they will fall, sooner or later.

The woman came beside me and she put something in my plate, but I refused to lose my target, so, I continued to stare at the man.

He could be called a fat man, but he isn't really too fat. His hair is black but he doesn't have much hair anyway, even so, he has a beard which is darker than his hair. I am sure that he isn't very young; his black hair has some white little hairs.

"What?"

The man said, and the woman stopped in that moment to add food in my plate. I am sure that the man is talking with me and I didn't respond, but the woman seemed troubled.

"Dear, you must be polite, he is our new child."

"And?"

The woman seems to be frustrated because of him, but she said nothing. She sits beside him and then she smiled at me and asked:

"Do you like vegetables?"

"No."

"Meat?"

"No."

She seems confused by my answers, but she gave up and begun to eat.

"He is annoying."

The man talked with his mouth full with food and he stared at her and then at me.

"Dear…"

She let her fork down and put her hand on her head, in frustration.

"I want to go in my room to read."

The boy finally talked and then, he excused himself and he walked into a room with a wooden door, closing it behind him.

After a while, the dinner has made signals that it finished, or at least, after the man has finished eating, he disappeared in a room with a glass door, but even if is made by glass, you can't see after it, just shadows which are blurred.

The woman walked around the table and she begun cleaning it, and when she arrived at my plate, she bent down at me and she stared in my eyes and then she talked:

"Why didn't you eat anything?"

"I'm not hungry."

She let her knees on the ground beside my chair, her cream colored skirt, that finishes just a little after her knees rose a little on her legs when she has supported herself in her palms, I stared at her and she begun to cry.

"I thought that if I bring you here, he would be happy, but you..."

She put her hands on her eyes and then she spoke again:

"Is not your fault but this family…"

She put one hand on my blond hair and then on my cheek and then, she spoke again but almost whispering:

"I am sorry, but this isn't a perfect family, you deserve better but this is all that I can give you now, do you understand?"

I nodded and she hugged me and then she rose up and she took the dirty plates, and walked a few steps and then she stared at me, a little authoritative, but in the same time, the tears didn't disappeared:

"You will share the room with Junichi. Now go!"

I did how she told me and I entered in the room, which Junichi entered a while ago.

The boy stood on the bed, which I thought that it is his bed and he reads a book.

He rose up his head from the book, when I entered, but he didn't said nothing.

I entered and I stared at the big room.

There is one single desk, a bookcase, a big closet, another door on the left of the room that I thought that it could be the bathroom and just one bed.

I looked at my luggage, which is positioned on the other side of the bed, which Junichi didn't seem to occupy.

The bed has two nightstands but there was a single lamp on Junichi's side. I took the clothes that were on my side of the bed and I understood that these are my pajamas.

I entered in the bathroom, which isn't special , it is so simple and so clean, like nobody entered in it before, and better ,the whole house looks like nothing is touched, this isn't a home, there are just rooms with insignificant things.

I changed my clothes quickly and I came back in the silent room, I put my other clothes in my luggage, and then I put myself under the blankets.

I stood like that, staring at the ceiling and after a couple of minutes, the room became completely dark, Junichi has turned out the lights.

I heard him, sitting himself on the bed, and then I felt him as he positioned himself far from me, under the blankets.

He turned the light of the lamp on and I stared at him, he still reads.

I felt tired, but I didn't complained, I turned myself, so my back is facing him. And I tried to put myself on the darker part of the room.

I closed my eyes and after a while, he talked:

"The light of the lamp bothers you?"

I opened my eyes and then I responded:

"Yes."

The room is now completely dark, and I realized that Junichi has turned the lamp's light off. I heard him moving a little more, and I understood that he put his book on the night stand, and maybe, his glasses too.

After a while, I heard him whispering:

"Good night."

To be continued…

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