Onodera POV

The three of us walked to the nearest mall that would have what we wanted. Harry was quite and shy and held my hand as if he was afraid I would leave him. This caused me to worry about what had happened to make the poor boy like this. Another twenty minutes later and we stood in the kids department of the store.

"What do you like Harry?"

"...what I like?"

"Yes. If your going to wear it than you should have some say in it." I said.

"Oh. I don't know what I like. I just wore my cousins old clothes." I frowned a little but than a smile was on my face.

"Than this will be an adventure! Come on." We spent the next half hour just grabbing and picking clothes than having Harry try them on. After all that we found about ten shirts and a couple pairs of pants. Than we went to the hard ware store and bought a few paint colors. Finally we stopped for lunch. I got Harry a light and simple meal per his request.

"So Harry, did you go to school when you lived with your aunt?"

"Yes. But I got bad grades because if I did better than their son I got punished."

"What?"

"Yes. He was a bully but they thought he was perfect." I stared at the small boy in front of me.

'Those damn fake realitives of his. If I ever see them I'll kill them.' I thought to my self. Finally we made it back to the apartment. I went into Harrys' room and opened the paint. I made sure to do a careful job of the painting. After two hours I finished. I walked back out into the living room where Harry was asleep on the couch. I smiled down at him before going and gently picking him up. Looking at the time I noticed it was still only five in the after noon.

"Hmm, I should call the school.." I walked over to my phone and dialed the number for the nearest school that I looked up.

"Hello?"

"Yes, this is Ritsu Onodera. You see I have recently taken custody of my nephew and I was wondering if I could enroll him in your school?"

"Yes, that shouldn't be a problem...Simply give me his name, age, and than come over tomorrow morning."

'I can't use his real name, and he is under MY custody...'

"His name is Hari Onodera, and he is five. I have to warn you though, his old home...was abusive and he is very shy."

"We have more kids like that than you'd think that have that same past. Some are worse off than others. Mr. Onodera, do you have a steady job?"

"Yes. I work as a manga editor and make a good pay, but the hours can get a little hectic. You see we have a twenty week cycle. The first five are great, the next are okay, the third set is worse and the last five weeks are called, correctly so the hell weeks."

"I see. Please stop by tomorrow morning."

"Thank you. I will." I hung up and let out a sigh.

'I hope I can make this work...'

END