Okay just so you know I write a lot of stories about Mikan being gone then sudenly coming back. I also write a lot of friendship stories and I'm not thinking about changing that anytime soon.
So please enjoy chapter one of True Freinds
The owner of the black raven hair stirred restlessly in her sleep.
'Hotaru!' a bubbly voice happily yelled
The young inventor then woke up sweating and panting.
"Damn" she cursed to herself trying to catch her breath. Then she turned her attention to the window beside the bed. "A crescent moon, that was your favorite symbol"
Tired but unable to sleep she rest her right cheek on the pillow. "It's been eight years, where are you, Mikan?" With that out inventor drifted off to a not-so-peaceful slumber.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BBBBBEEEEEEEEEEPPPPP!!
BAKA!
The poor alarm clock didn't stand a chance with the all mighty baka gun.
"Stupid clock" she muttered jumping off the bed.
If you haven't guessed by now, you are in the room of Hotaru Imai herself. She is now 13 years old and is growing at an average rate. Miss Imai is a mature, young lady indeed, her hair shined in the sun, like, imagine a black diamond. That's how her best friend always describe her, beautiful, unique, bright, and mysterious. But lately this diamond hasn't been shining as bright as it should have. As a matter of fact you could say she was still coal. Common, in with the crowd, but inside lies something special. Hotaru already knows she's special; she makes money off her talents for god's sake! She didn't need anyone to tell her how cool she is because she already knows. She was in Natsume Hyuuga's possy; she was a triple star and top of her class. But if she's so great why are her eyes, her stunning violet eyes filled with sadness and regret? Then again why am I asking you?
Chaos was running a mock in the Middle School Branch. Mainly class 3B.
"Please everyone calm down!" shouted class president Yuu Tobata (Is that how you spell his name? Please tell me) "We need to keep order! You're not supposed to use your alice! Anna make your cookies stop!" Yuu was near tears, who am I kidding? He was in the fetal position hoping the madness will end.
In the back of the room Natsume Hyuuga's possy; (Ruka, Hotaru, Koko, Kitsume, and Moucho) were trying to solve their own problems.
"Cut the crap Imai!" The leader snapped "I know there's something wrong!"
Lifting her head from off the desk she tried to throw water into the flame. "Nothing" she replied calmly.
"That's a lie Imai" he retorted "You haven't invented anything in months, you're not blackmailing as much as you usually do, you look like you haven't slept in a week, AND your hair's falling out!"
Unfortunately it was all true. For the last few months Hotaru has been suffering from inventors block. Sine she's been so distracted she hasn't been able to take a many blackmailing photos as she usually does. You already know about her sleeping problems and don't worry, she's not bald. This flashback will make everything clear.
Flashback
"Ha ha Hotaru your hair is so pretty!" a little brunette exclaimed while putting a flower in her best friend's hair.
"Really?" she asked emotionlessly
"Yeah! It's one of the things I love about you Hotaru!" she giggled"and in my book the longer the better!"
End of Flashback
They were four years old back then and ever since then Hotaru let her hair grow long. She cut it now and then so she wouldn't look like Rapunzel. Back then it was obvious that Hotaru was a girl. But now the skirt was the only way you could tell. Her hair was short now, like a boys.
When Natsume heard no reply he decided to try a more gentle approach. (Woah! Natsume gentle? This I gotta see.)
"Sigh, listen Hotaru we've just noticed that you've been acting strange lately and we were just wondering if there was anything we could do to help."
All the boys nodded in agreement.
"I appreciate your concern everyone but my melancholy is MY melancholy. I can handle this myself."
"So there is a problem?" Ruka asked trying to console his crush (Yes, Ruka likes Hotaru).
"N-Nothing I can't handle" she replied, mentally kicking herself for admitting there was something wrong.
"Are you sure?" Moucho said jumping in.
Before she could rely Mr. Narumi twirled in the room wearing the frilliest dress in history.
"Ohayo minna-san please be seated" he said with heart flying all over the place.
'saved by the gay' the inventor thought while returning to her seat.
Still with flying hearts with a bonus of rainbows and unicorns (WHAT?!) Narumi continued "I have a super surprise for you my loving students!"
The entire class sweat dropped
"Get on with it gay, or I'll burn you" said the short tempered fire caster with his feet on the desk and hands on the back of his head.
"Oh Natsume-kun you're sooooo mean. Lucky for me you can't burn me."
"Why is that?" he asked arching an eyebrow
"Because my outfit is fire proof and is made by our new student and your new partner. Give it up for my all loving daughter!"
Right on cue a 13 year old girl walked through the door. She had wavy shoulder length auburn hair, and eyes to match. The boys loved her at first sight because her curves were in the right places. Hotaru just stared out of words. But what people were really wondering was . . . why the heck did she have wolf ears along with a matching tail? You could even see fangs if you looked close enough.
"Your daughter is a werewolf?!" some random boy screamed.
Narumi simply laughed "No, no that's her alice silly and you'll never guess what it is."
"Wolf predisposition duh" Sumire said as if it was obvious.
"Sorry Permy but you're wrong." Narumi's daughter giggled.
"P-P-Permy?!" She exclaimed "My name is Sumire Shouda, president of the Natsume-Ruka fan club! Who do you think you are to call me Permy?!"
"I'm Mikan Sakura, age 13, alices Nullification and S.C.E. I hope we can be good friends."
"Mikan-chan your partner shall be Natsume-kun. There's an empty seat by him in the back row."
"Hai" the nullifier made her way to the back row but before then see noticed a pair of violet eyes. "H-Hotaru?"
Out of shock the inventor stood up from her seat "You-you still remember me?"
"Of course I remember you Hotaru, you're my best friend."
Hotaru then remembered the state
"I'm sorry" she said head down
"Sorry about what Hotaru?"
"If you ever thought of seeing me you'd expect me to have longer hair."
After that statement Mikan took a deep breath and put her hand on Hotaru's head.
"It's okay Hotaru" she said with a smile "short hair is in. But, Hotaru-chan how come you haven't been sleeping?"
no reply
She then moved her hand to Hotaru's cheek.
"You've been worrying about me." The brunette's eyes started to tear up but she still smiled. "You know I hate it when people worry about me. I'm fine now Ho-chan just get some sleep."
Before she knew it her eyelids got heavy and a smile was on her face. The last thought out dear Hotaru has was, 'Glad to have you back Mikan' She fell into Mikan's arms sleeping soundly.
Everyone was shocked; Hotaru Imai only listened to teachers. If anyone else were to tell her what to do she would completely ignore them or hit them with the baka gun. She had known everyone for three years and barley trusted anyone. Yet here she is, a girl who has been here for less than ten minutes has earned Hotaru's complete trust.
The entire room was silent until Mikan spoke. "Otou-san since I'm new It's a free day right?"
"Hai" Narumi said also trying to grasp what happened.
Mikan put her best friend on her back. "Okay then, does anyone know where her room is?"
Natsume and Ruka stood up and walked out the door. Mikan got the message and followed them.
When the door closed behind Mikan everyone snapped back to their senses. "WHAT?! BEST FRIEND?!"
MY FINGERS HURT! That was a lot of typing and I'm still typing now. I have got to make my stories storter before my fingers fall off. Anyway tell me what you think. Like I said I accept flames, I may not like them but I accept them. Please tell me what you think by pressong that little purple button over there. Oh! And one more thing, I have a problem with names can you please tell me If I spelled them right?