Hello! I couldn't be happier for writting again! I adore Gakuen Alice and I really enjoyed writting this. I hope you all like it, I'm warning you, this story will be filled with plot twistes and surprises!
I don't own Gakuen Alice, if I would, my life would be perfect.
Enjoy!
*Mikan's P.O.V"
*Bip* *bip* *bip*
Lights…so bright, I can barely see…just where am I?
As I managed to regain my conscious I slowly opened my eyes. The light was blinding me, I tried to block the view with my hand…however I found myself unable to move it.
"HELP ME!", I shouted begging for somebody's help.
"Miss!", I turned my face to see the nurse , "Does anything hurts?"
"My…head", I answered tired by my previous shout.
"Can you tell me your name and address? You've been in the hospital since a week ago, you finally wake up!", she cheered asking me so many things, it was hard for me to digest.
"I-I'm sorry, I can't…I don't know who I am", I respond honestly, feeling my own tears rolling through my cheeks.
"It's fine, please relax", she begged as she excused herself.
Who am I? What happened to me? How in the world did I get here? Do I have any familiars?
"Are you okay!?", a masculine voice asked me, although it seemed like he had been running because he was panting heavily as he talked to me and took me back to reality.
"I don't know", I said as I turned around and a young man came into my line of view, surprising me. He was a young man, probably by his 20's. His silky crimson hair matched perfectly with his eyes. His skin was slightly tanned and he gave me an unreadable expression. I turned my gaze to see his outfit, a black suit and a blue tie.
"And you are?", I asked trying to be as polite as possible.
"I'm the one who took you here", he confessed abruptly.
"OMG! You saved me! You are a hero!", I praised with a thankful smile.
"Erase that smile of yours, I was actually the one who struck you with my car", he said coldly with a bored expression.
What did he just said!?
"YOU DID WHAT!?", I asked in disbelief.
I wonder where I got all my energy…
"Relax, I brought you to a nice hospital", he explained fresh.
"Just who runs over a girl with a car!?", I started raising my voice filled with resentment.
"Too loud", he mumbled while covering his ears.
"I won't forgive you", I said mad, "what will happen if I can use my hands or legs anymore?"
"Hey! You were the one who ran crossing the streets. You didn't even look at the lights did you? I should be the one demanding you!", he demanded raising his voice.
Upps…I did that?
"It is your fault for not stopping! I could have died! I'm just 17!"
Wait how do I know I'm 17?
"Just like that you will remember more about you…just give it time", a voice interrupted our little fight.,
An old man between his 50-60's spoke as he entered the room.
"I'm your doctor, you had a car accident as he had already told you. You have a fracture in your wrist, you'll need a case for its protection. Finally some broken ribs but please don't worry we have covered that. The big problem is your brain damage, due to the studies, we've confirmed you've lost way to much blood and ended up with amnesia.", he explained but I could hardly followed.
"That explains", I mumbled.
"The only think we know about you is your name, or maybe nickname…we aren't even sure.", he said handing me a backpack.
"You were wearing this when the accident happened", he explained taking from one of the pockets a small picture. Probably taken in a photo booth.
I scanned it with my eyes, this was certainly me, but who was next to me? A petite girl with purple orbits, short black hair and an almost invisible smile. She seemed cold from the inside but I'm sure she was very warm.
"See the back", the doctor said to me as I quickly obeyed.
As I turned the photo I saw some words written with purple ink
"Thank you Mikan,
From your best friend"
My head started aching as I tried to recall my memories.
"Don't force yourself", the young man said placing his hand in my shoulders. "Idiot"
I don't know if I should be better or worse…
"You are free to go now", the doctor said after checking my files. "Take care, Sakura-san"
"I'll drive you home", the man told me rolling his eyes.
What a pain in the ass…I wanted to go by myself but there was one problem…
"Umm…too bad I don't know where I live", I said trying not to sound sarcastic.
"What about your phone?"
"I can't recall having one but I guess I did…I'm a teenager after all, but, I don't know where it is"
"I'll take you to my house then", he said after sighing. "My name is Natsume Hyuuga by the way"
Natsume huh? Wait to a boy's house!? Ehh!?
I got into a car, still not really sure, after a 20 minute silent journey, we arrived to his apartment.
"So…this is where you live", I started touring with my eyes the small apartment.
"Don't touch anything", he said as if I was a kindergarden student.
"Shouldn't you be saying 'Feel like home' or something?", I asked as a matter of fact. I only received a glare in exchange.
Certainly I don't know where I used to live, I just hope it wasn't a place like this one. So small…
"Do you live alone?", I asked gaining interest but at the same time fearing a little.
I mean, he's a boy after all...a man…a male, alone with a young girl? Oh no, what I'm thinking?
"Yes", he replied coldly.
I shouldn't have asked.
"Oh, I see", I answered trying to calm the atmosphere.
He stood up and gave me a sign to follow him. He led me to my new room.
"Here's where you will be staying", he clarified opening the door.
It was a modern room, with creamy walls and large windows with purple curtains that reached the floor. A desk made of wood was also taking a place. It was really nice and seemed comfy.
"It's pretty, thank you", I whispered smiling a bit.
"Just don't move a thing or you're dead", he explained smirking evilly.
He's dangerous…for sure.
"You hungry?", he asked without interest.
"Y-yes! But please let me cook!", I asked trying to repay his 'kindness' or something like that…at least he let me stay in his house.
He simply nodded and led me to the kitchen room…what have I done? Do I even know how to cook?
"I want lasagna", he ordered as he left the room.
This is not a restaurant! Okay…I guess I can do this…I'm a women after all!
I turned my gaze to a book next to me, as I read the information I found myself grinning "A cooking book!" This will make everything easier.
"Let's start!", I cheered myself as I opened the door of the refrigerator.
"Let's see", I thought while making my way to every corner of the refrigerator. I felt happy when I realized all the ingredients I needed where in the kitchen.
After 30 minutes I had already thrown the towel.
"WHYYY?!", I cursed as I saw the outcome of my hard work. It looked not cooked enough and the chicken seemed more alive than dead.
"What kind of parents doesn't teach their daughters to cook?", I asked in disbelief…what kind of parents do I have?
"I'm hungry", he demanded as he approached the kitchen.
"Hyuuga-san! Please don't enter!", I begged shooting the door closed.
"Hey, it is my kitchen!"
"But-" I tried to say but he interrupted me.
He pushed the door opened and entered the scene. He looked astonished, I could actually say, he looked even more pale than usual.
"Umm…I'm sorry!"
"HAHAHAH!", his laughed startled me as I quickly turned my gaze to the man who seemed laughing his heart off.
"I actually thought you were really good at this", he explained whipping his tears and hugging his stomach.
I simply left the room really ashamed, I guess I wanted to say thanks somehow, too bad I wasn't able to even do that.
After an hour of waiting the odor that spread from the kitchen was filling the whole apartment. It smelled delicious and my stomach wasn't going to shut up.
"Food is ready!", he announced, approaching to the table where he placed the lasagna.
"It looks delicious!", I praised quite shocked, he can cook this well?, then I thought about something. "is it poisoned?"
"Just eat"
I took a bit still doubting and instantly a smile grew covering my face. It was the most delicious lasagna I've ever had…or at least I remember.
"Thank you for the meal!", I thanked as I showed him my plate, which was empty.
He simply stood up taking my plates and his.
I rapidly stood up taking the boll in which the lasagna was and took it to the kitchen.
"At least let me wash the dishes!", I asked him with puppy eyes.
"You rinse, I wash", he said as he moved a side for me to stand next to him.
"Got it!", I cheered taking the dishes.
And so my new life starts now.
(Author's Note)
I really hope you like it, if you did...PLEASE tell me what you think.
In any case you already knew about me is because I was writting a Gakuen Alice fanfiction months ago; however, I've got a message from a writter who wasn't really happy with me. Seems like our stories were similiar, anyways, I didn't want trouble so I started a new one!
Please keep reading!
