MikaYuu shipping week 2016

Day 7: AU

I walked through the streets of Tokyo. It was five days before Christmas, and I still hadn't have any plans for the winter holiday.

Shinoa had invited me to a Christmas party she was hosting, but I had made up some excuse to go. She knew I was lying, everyone did, but no one tried to force me to go. I knew my parents, the ones who adopted me, Guren and Shinya, would be happy to have me at home during the day, but they'd also worry about me not going to hang out with my friends.

Ever since I was adopted seven years ago, when I was twelve, I haven't enjoyed Christmas. At the orphanage where I had grown up for four years, we would celebrate, and it was a happy time. We'd receive old toys from people who didn't want them anymore and I remember making cookies with the others. Though there was one kids I remembered more than any of them.

It's a shame I don't remember his name.

He was a nice kid. When I first arrived at the orphanage, I was cold and distance from everyone. I'd scream and yell at anyone who came near me, and they'd run away, terrified of me. But not this kid. This kid stuck with me no matter what.

I remember what he looked like. He had dark blue eyes that gleamed with joy, and pretty wavy blonde hair that made him look more feminine than he actually was. He gave me the name Yuu-chan, which annoyed me at first, but I had grown to love it in the end.

Then came the day I was adopted.

It was around this time of year. The blue-eyed boy and me were in the living room, looking out the window. It had snowed that night, making all the other children inside anxious to go outside and play in the white fluff.

In the living room, we had the tree all lite up and decorated. Each of us had made five ornaments and put them on the tree earlier that week, and we were all proud of our work.

All of a sudden one of the orphanage workers came in with two men behind her. They were tall and looked happy to be here for some reason. The first man had black hair and purple eyes. The man beside him had natural white hair and blue eyes, looking friendlier than the man he was with.

"Kids," the worker called our attention, "this is Mr. Guren Ichinose and Mr. Shinya Hiiragi. They're here to adopt one of you."

Most the other kids gasped, excited about the fact that they might be adopted tonight. Me, on the other hand, scoffed and looked out the window again, unimpressed on the two men before me.

"Yuu, don't you want to come over here?" the lady asked.

"Why should I?" I spat, turning to her with a glare.

"Now, Yuu-chan," my friend said, smiling as he always did, "That's no way to act."

"Shut up," I told him. "I didn't ask for your opinion."

I ignored everyone the rest of the night. The blue-eyed boy went off to speak with the strangers for a while, but came back to keep me company. He told me about the two men, and how they wanted to adopt before they got married next summer. I, of course, still didn't care, but I let him ramble on.

It was late at night when they finally left. Everyone was sent to bed right away, seeing that it was almost midnight. All the other children were asking questions, wonder if the men would come back for them, but they didn't get any answers.

The next morning I woke up. The room I shared with the blue-eyed boy was empty. I went down to the dining room where everyone was eating, taking my seat. The seat to my right where my roommate normally sat was empty. Panic swelled up inside me.