Short chapter, sorry! I dont own anything!

Luffy was clutching Sabo's shirt, his gaze moving from the old bald man in a wheel chair to his oldest brother's back. Ace stood in front of them both, his arms spread out and a glare on his face. Three other adults stood around the bald man behind the desk. He wasn't sure why Ace was so angry, but he knew when Ace made that face he was supposed to stay behind Sabo.

But Luffy wanted to explore the new room. Luffy had never been in a room like this, there was shelves and shelves of books- he wanted to climb them very badly. There were really, really big windows that let all this light in making it really warm.

"Hello." Ace glared angrily at the red head in front of him his gaze jumping between all the adults in the room.

'Calm down, young one.' A soothing voice echoed, 'no one will separate you three.'

Ace's frowned deepened. Sabo's hand shot forward, and Luffy's voice rang out in the still room.

"You promise?" He moved forward, letting go of his grip on Sabo's shirt. "You promise you won't separate us?" His eyes shinned, his attention only on the bald man that was behind the desk.

The man smiled, "I promise." Right as those words left his lips a gust of wind blew into the room, Ace and Sabo relaxed.

The bald man smiled in delight, "Ah yes, this is your secondary power, right? Shanks told me about it, it's quite interesting."

"You know Shanks?!" Luffy asked, his eyes lighting up as he stepped forward. Before any of the other adults could stop him, Luffy climbed on top of the desk to sit by the man, chattering about his big brother Shanks and his cousin-friend-nephew Zoro. Completely ignoring the weird chair the man was sitting in, Luffy happily moved to sit on the old man's lap, never once breaking his chatter.

"Luffy!" Sabo shouted, his face flushed, following his brother in climbing the desk.

"Sorry about him." He told the man, grabbing Luffy by his armpits to pull him back over the desk and drop him by Ace. Ace how had scrambled over and was now standing in front of the desk with a rather angry expression.

"But Sabo, he knows Shanks!"

"You can't just climb onto people, its rude!" He scolded, pushing Luffy towards Ace's awaiting arms before climbing back down the desk.

'It is fine, a little enthusiasm never hurts anyone.' The man said with a chuckle.

"Hey! How come we can hear you?" Ace shouted, his face etched in angered confusion. "You never opened your mouth!"

"We are a school for mutants, the professor is telekinetic."

"He's television?" Luffy asked innocently, his large eyes gazing at the white heard woman.

"No, Telekinetic. He can control things with his mind, as well as read minds." The dark-skinned woman smiled indulgently at the little boy.

"So sorta like what Luffy can do." Sabo decided, looking at his older dark haired brother in explanation.

"If Luffy starts reading our minds I'll smack him." the freckled hair boy announced looking at his youngest brother in warning, making the younger pout.

"What can your brother do?" The red head stepped forward, squatting down elegantly to be eye level with the small boys.

"He looks at people." Sabo nodded, looking satisfied with himself. The red head looked back at the professor in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"He can- um. When he looks at people he can tell if their good or bad, sometimes he can tell us what they did when they were younger, he can also make promises." Ace huffed. "He sees people."

"Promises?"

"He, um like with the professor! Professor promised we wouldn't be separated. If he does separate us, Luffy gets his colors." Sabo tried and explained, really, he didn't know what they didn't get.

The room was silent for a long moment, before any of the adults could say anything else Luffy broke the silence.

"I'm hungry." Grabbing his brothers' hands he made his way to the door.

"By Storm lady, fire bird lady, and chairman!"

The door closed behind them.

"Professor?"

"Shanks explained their powers, the youngest boy, Luffy. As far as Shanks could tell the colors they speak of are something along the lines of souls. He can peak into people's very being, and experiences that made them who they are."

"He can take souls?" Scott Summers, also known as Cyclopes stepped forward worriedly.

"Yes, but it seems the boys handicapped him. He only gets souls, or as they call them colors, if someone breaks a promise with them. They created soul promises. Shanks called them."

"We must watch them." Scott mumbled, looking worried, "Make sure none of the other students make promises."

Jean began to walk out the door, "I will go change their room arrangements she announced, we do not know how separated he views breaking the promise. We should see about getting a bunk bed." She announced.

"These three will be interesting."

"Scott,"

"Yes, Professor."

"You should start ordering more food. Their metabolizing is quite impressive."

Shanks paced in the kitchen of his home, with his children and husband out at work and school respectively he felt this was the only good time to do this.

"I don't care if it was an empty threat Garp! You know how painful it is for them to be separated! You had your chance! I will not let you touch them again!"