Lil' Ultimate Music! (Nagisa Shingetsu X OC!)

Orange Juice And Boats

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Yukiko's P.O.V
"Yuki, sweetie, what happened?" Papa asked, while kneeling down in front of me "Why did you hit that boy?"

I didn't say anything, and jusf looked over his shoulder.

Mama was shouting at a Missie, and the Missie was shouting at Mama.

A boy was crying next to them.

A boy I hit. A boy with blood on his face.

"Yuki, don't look there." Papa said, making me look back at him "Papa's talking to you. So look at Papa."

"Why did you hit him, Yuki? Why does he have a boo-boo?"

I remembered popping my lips.

I couldn't talk that time, hehe.

"Yuki, honey..." He put his hand on my cheek.

It was so warm...

"Papa knows that you know that you hurt that boy. Doesn't it hurt knowing you hurt someone? Doesn't it make you feel sad?"

I looked at my body, then shook my head from side to side—

"Just stop it, Yuu!" Mama screamed at Papa "Let's just make her apologise and be done with it!"

Papa turned to Mama, he looked a little mad...

"I won't let her "apologise" without making sure she started it!"

"It's obvious that she did!" One of the other Missies said "The other children said so!"

"Those "other children" were the same ones who keep picking on my daughter!!" Papa stood up, making me hide behind him "For all you know, they could just be ganging up on her!"

Another Missie scoffed "They make fun of her because she's different, that's what children do! So you're argument is invalid—"

"*SHUT UP!!!*" Mama shouted again "*YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS TO TALK SO LOWLY OF MY DAUGHTER!!!*"

"But it's true, isn't it?" A Mister smiled, holding the Missie's shoulders "Stop staying in denial! You know something's wrong with her!!"

"*JUST BECAUSE SHE'S A LATE TALKER DOESN'T MEAN THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH HER!!!*" Papa shouted back.

He looks super angry now...

My nice, quiet Papa was angry..

"*EVERY CHILD IS DIFFERENT, WHAT PART OF THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND!?!?!?*"

Everyone started shouting. The kids started crying.

Papa looked like he was trying his best to cover my ears, but I could still hear him shouting.

Mama started crying, too. But she was still shouting.

Mama crying made me sad...

But...

Why am I not crying like the other kids..?

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3rd Person's P.O.V
Yukiko's eyes flutter open, as small tears leave her eyes. What a dream, indeed.

Oh well, dreaming about distant memories is better than having nightmares.