Hideyoshi
I rubbed my eyes as I Iooked around the living room. I had slept on the armchair like usual. Mathias and Veronika were on the couch, with Francis on the floor next to them cuddling with Mathias' leg. Azriel and Zimul were intertwined on the dining room table, and Grell and Claude were in the bathtub. Ahsen and Govert were in one bed, with Ellie and Matthew in the other bed. Malyk and Vincent were cuddled on the floor of Ellie's room, and Kyouya was on the floor in Ahsen's room.
This was normal. We had limited space, but we were all comfortable anyway. The general rule of thumb was whoever has been here longest gets the most comfortable sleeping arrangements. The only exception to this was Ahsen and Govert, but that was only because of the twins.
I went to the kitchen for breakfast, and turned and walked right back out because I'm apparently the only one who can clean dishes. Well, that's not quite true. Claude usually does a good job of keeping things tidy, but recently he's been too busy trying to contain Grell. After Ahsen moved in, Grell went crazy, flitting and swooning and acting as though the baby was his. And he was the mother. Now that he knew there were two of them, he was ten times worse. But still, people should at least put their dishes in the sink, and not on the floor. I decided to start getting ready for school, since I had to leave first in the morning, and no one was up yet. I did kick Grell and Claude out of the bathroom, because I doubt they'd like to be laying in the tub while I shower.
I was standing in the bathroom in just my shorts, brushing my teeth, when suddenly the door opened. I continued as if nothing was wrong, because it wasn't.
"OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY!" Veronika yelled. "You really should put on a shirt, though. Or at least a bra. Just in case it was someone other than me. Like Francis, or Azriel, or half of the other people who live here. You don't want to be that girl."
"Um…" I said confused, "Why would I put on a bra?"
"To cover up your boobs."
"I don't have boobs-"
"Just because you're small, doesn't mean you shouldn't be modest."
I was getting frustrated now. This happened all the time.
"I AM A BOY!" I shouted. "I can walk around shirtless if I want to. There's nothing weird about it. All the other guys here do it all the time."
"But it's immodest for a girl-"
"For the last time, I. Am. A. Boy. I am 100% male. Now if you'd kindly move, I need to go finish getting ready."
"I'm not letting you out of here until you cover up."
"Oh my god, what is wrong with you people? Fine. I'll put a stupid shirt on."
She finally let me pass and by the time I got out the door I was running 15 minutes late.
"Damn it. I was supposed to meet with Kubo this morning. I'll apologize to him at lunch or something. But these people need to get a grip. I'm a boy. Oh, wait!" I ran back to the apartment. Letting myself in, I grabbed my maid cafe uniform. I couldn't forget that. For some reason, Kouta wanted to see it. He's weird like that. I ran to school, and barely made it to class F before the bell rang.