"Oh my God, he just proposed!"
"How? Aren't you two broken up?"
"Well, we were but I went over to his dorm to take back the plant he had brought me. The moment I entered through his door he hits me with, 'You know we can't stay mad or away from each other."
"I agreed and we made up. Still, I was focused on retrieving my plant."
"What was the plant?" Mikan shrugged. Funny, she couldn't even remember.
"Anyway, I turned my head for a second to unlock the door and the next thing I knew he's down on bended knee, producing a small ring."
"Cubic Zirconia- I bet it was a cheap one." Hotaru!
"Natsume was all like," Mikan gave a blank expression, imitating her now-fiance's voice. "Mikan Polka Sakura, since I don't have a middle name-"
"I know that."
"-Will you marry me? I must have looked so dumb standing there in my too-big sweater with a huge plant in my hands! I slowly said yes though. I asked what made him want to marry me and he said 'I'm unorthodox, Polka you should know that.' I was too happy to even care about him using the dumb nickname!"
"And?"
"And, now we are together! You're the first person who knows! Well, besides Natsume but that's obvious..." Mikan said. She clasped her hands together, a bright smile on her face. "Hotaru, will you be my maid of honor? You would make me the happiest woman ever if you said yes!"
"Idiot, I'm already your maid of honor. I'll be planning your wedding and picking the color scheme knowing you, you would pick clashing colors like orange and pink. You had better prepare to be my maid of honor too."
Mikan shrieked and pulled Hotaru in hug. She daringly did so, because as she got older she realized she could nullify her baka gun. Until, Hotaru would upgrade and upgrade that accursed invention to be Mikan-proof.
"Ruka popped the question?"
"No, but I will tell him to propose next month to not steal the spotlight away from you and Natsume."
"Steal the spotlight from us? We have more of a fanbase than you, Hotaru." She teased, playfully nudging her.
"You want to bet? No good had ever come when the cold inventor asked that.
"Uh... No, nevermind!" Her nervous smile brushed the question away.
"So, what do you think? Can you believe after we broke up that we would be getting married soon?"
"I think... I that's the worse proposal I ever heard.
'Oi, Imai, that's proposing the Hyuuga way." The young man emerged from the door into Hotaru's room, where the two girls lounged on the king-sized bed. Hotaru squinted her eyes, she would have to fire security violently. She knew Hyuuga was on a no-enter list at her mansion, but for Mikan's sake she let it slide. She was not always so cruel.
Mikan's face looked like it was going crack her smile was so huge, as she rushed over to her lover. He hugged her immediately on contact. Hotaru thought she was going to be sick. She hope she would not be hospitalized by the wedding, she was planning it after all.
El Fin
Woo! This is my first GA-fic! I have been on a Gakuen Alice craze this entire month, so it was good to get this out of my system.
Guest Aw, sorry to hear that, but I hope it was a fun ride both figuratively and literally!
