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Shoyo feels an existential crisis for the first time even since he arrived here.
It's been a day since he... got home? Got kidnapped by aliens? Travelled to a whole different dimension?
What ever happened to him, none of it made sense.
Anyway, during this time, he has been camping on their bathroom, in case whatever it was that brought him here will... bring him back.
Mom and Natsu has been very annoyed in his actions and scold him several times but, BUT... he doesn't know what else to do!
He is not the brightest crayon in box and maybe, just maybe, a little tiny, miniscule bit stupid, but he knows that what ever happened to him was freaky! Out of the norm!
Almost like those manga that Yamaguchi told him before. Freaky!
He only leaves the bathroom when someone needs it, he even eats and sleeps in the bathroom, much to his mother's ire, but other than scolding him and talking to him to figure out his problem is, he was left alone.
Now, his crisis started when his mother woke him early in the morning, forced hin to take a bath and drag him out of the bathroom, back to his room and told him to get change and go to school.
School.
S..c...h...o...o...l
NoooooOOOOOOOOoooo!
He have graduated from high school! He's finished studying! Why did he have to go back to that prison!
And! And! His uniform!
It's a skirt!
It's the same uniform of his middle school, the girl's ones ofcourse, and Shoyo despaired.
He'a only in middle school, meaning he have to study again for 4 to 5 years before he can get his freedom.
Gritting his teeth, Shoyo stood up and run towards the bathroom, banging his fist against the door when he found it locked.
"'Open up! I wanna go back!!"
Natsu yelled in the other side: "Stupid Nee-chan! Shut up! Wait for your turn!"
His mother came out from the kitchen, her face dark with fury and walked towards him while holding a kitchen knife while letting out a terrifying aura.
Shoyo gulped, his knees giving out of him from the fear. His pale face looked up to his oni of a mother and Shoyo 'eeep' as he saw promises of death from her auburn eyes if he doesn't start explaining his actions. Now.
"I-I...I... my stomach ached. Need bathroom. Fast." He explained hoping his mother believed his lies. Ahhhh... he has forgotten how terrifying his mother was from the years of living alone. His mother temper is something Natsu also inhereted.
The door to the bathroom opened and an annoyed, fresh from the bath Natsu appeared, also glaring daggers at him.
Why is the girls in this family so scary!
"I'm done." Natsu said, and Shoyo willed his feet to move and enter the bathroom, locking the door, away from the two demons.
"'Shoyo, don't take too long or you will be late for class." His mother's voiced echoed from the outside and Shoyo nodded, even though she couldn't see it.
"Okay Mom."
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Within the safety of his room again, Shoyo let out a sigh of relief.
Casting his eyes at the uniform he's expected to wear, Shoyo weight his choices.
It's not that he despised wearing skirt, considering the things he has experience and seen in his... female body.
And Shoyo is nothing but adaptable. It's just that... he feels too exposed.
What can he wear... under... it.
Shoyo's eyes lit up as an idea popped in his mind.
Walking towards his closet, he rummaged through the clothes to find what he was looking for.
He let out a noise of truimph as he found his objective and held it up in front of his eyes.
It's perfect!
After his clothes, while avoiding to see something he shouldn't be seeing, god, he's still weirded out by that, he turned to find his school bag, and went downstairs.
He ignored his mother and Natsu's stares as he sat on his normal seat.
"Shoyo... what are you wearing?" His mother asked, her left eye twitching in a way that Shoyo knew she's about to lose her temper.
He looked down at his uniform, noting that he wore it properly and stared back to his mother with questioning look.
"I'm... wearing my uniform?"
In the corner of his eyes, he saw Natsu facepalm while the twitching in his mother's eyes became worst.
She took a deep breath and leveled her stare at him, specially his legs. "Why are you wearing pants beneath your skirt? You look stupid."
Oh.
Of course he knows he looks... weird on his clothes, but it makes him comfortable in wearing this skirt, and he doubt he's breaking any uniform role by doing so, so he can't find why he's not allowed to do it.
He says to his mother, and like Natsu, she face palmed, and just muttured something under her breath.
Shoyo takes that as a permission to keep wearing the pants and started eating his breakfast.