Super Idol Academy


Hey guys, I've decided to change things a little with this story. I hope you enjoy it all the same. Gakuen Alice belongs solely to Higuchi Tachibana and this storyline belongs to 貓可可. I have only altered many parts and translated the story. Thank you!


In the prestigous Alice Academy...

I am Mikan Sakura, this year I have become a 3rd year in High School - the senior year.

The Sakura House has owned our traditional clothing store for two generations. The boss of our shop is my mother - Yuka Sakura. (Because my Dad had a lower status, he was married to my mother, not the other way around.)

But never mind that, our family is mostly full of females anyway. And because my mother only decided to have me, she taught me extremely strictly. So from when I was in Junior school up until now, I had always been the skirt-longer-than-my-thighs, hair-always-neat, Miss Goody Two Shoes. It was a good thing I was quite pretty otherwise I would have always been teased.

From whenever my memories began, I remember that she expected me to stand up straighter than anyone else, sit perfectly, smile without showing my teeth and more importantly, not to do anything that could destroy the Sakura family's reputation.

Also, she had one thing that she put above all: before I am 20, no love affairs. (Sob...)

In my teacher's eye, I was probably a out-of-my-generation girl. I couldn't fit in with other: I can't talk about idols, make-up and especially our love experience. Even I think being with a girl like me must be really boring...

"Sakura-hime..."

Sakura-hime. Princess Sakura. I don't even know since when everyone started to call me by that nickname. Eventually, even the teachers - along with everybody else - began addressing me that.

Honestly, I dislike that name. It made me feel as though the distance bewteen me and everyone else grew even further. But the one calling me was...

Ah! It's Jinno-sensei who teaches Math!

"Yes?" This isn't good, I can't believe I started daydreaming in the middle of class! This is a nightmare! I'm so ashamed...

But he wasn't angry. In fact, he looked as happy as he could be - with no frown or wrinkled forehead. "How strange. Sakura-hime dared to daydream during class."

I got up instantly - but gracefully - to apologize. I bowed my head, "I'm really sorry."

"Is my lecture really that boring?"

When he put it like that, I found it really hard to apologize...

"Ah!" Suddenly, one of the girls sitting on the window side screamed. Following that, many others yelped and almost all the girls squealed with excitement. Even Jinno-sensei couldn't handle the herd of them as they crowded around the windows.

"O-oh my gosh... Is that them?" stammered Nonoko Ogasawara. She was the quiet and shy type. The ones that would never raise her hand unless called up and especially not one to suddenly stammer.

But... what was outside that window? 'Them' as in... (Oh no, I'm starting to have ideas.)

"KYAAAAA!"

I winced. That was definitely a new level of squealing.

"It's Dark!" someone exclaimed.

"No way! That's impossible!"

"I want to see!"

"Oh my god! How can this be?!"

"Mochu! Mochu! I love you the most!"

"Kya! Koko smiled at me! I swear he did..."

"Gosh, Ruka is so hot!"

"No way, Natsume is way better looking in real life than on TV!"

Just who are these people? Mochu? Koko? Ruka? N-natsume? This is crazy...

I mean, even Jinno-sensei had gone over to the window to check. Well, if the teacher is going then I might as well. I squeezed myself into the massive crowd and saw heads in every window of the entire school. And those six people in our uniforms... Are they perhaps royalty?

"Ogasawara-san, who...?"

"You don't know about Dark?" she gasped. I shook my head. I've hardly been allowed to watch television and you expect me to know who Dark is? She just started to explain, "Dark is an all-boy, six member band. They launched their debut in January and ever since then, they've been a huge hit! They are at the top of the charts!"

I frowned. So... just a boy band?

"Sakura-hime, do you not watch television?" she inquired.

"I- I do..." Just the classics, the history, the national geographic, the scientific...

"There's this new progamme that was released just a while ago called: The Beginning of Dark. It's amazing!"

"Ah..."

"Plus, they are wearing our uniform! Can it be? They're coming to film something in this school! Maybe a reality show! Oh my gosh!" she squealed like a chipmunk and started jumping up and down.

"..." Seriously? Calm down, Ogasawara-san. You might burst something. But if they made even the usually quiet Ogasawara-san go wild, they must be something. But, things to do with idols, have nothing to do with me.

"Jinno-sensei!" someone piped up, "Are they coming to film something?!"

Jinno-sensei seemed to be revived from his trance. He coughed and commanded, "Everyone back to your seats. Calm down all of you."

Instantly, the class retreated back to its usual form if not with unusual excitement in the air.

"Be quiet and I shall explain."

"What can you explain?" a boy from the back yelled, "It's just a bunch of nobodys."

"Hey! They are not! They are amazing and you are just jealous!" a high-pitched girl screamed back.

"As if, they are such fakes!"

"Not as if you can do anything like that!"

"Shut up! You only like their good looks."

"Well, it's not as if i see good-looking guys every day when I'm surrounded by you!"

What is the point in fighting? What do you get if you win? Free school tuition?"

"Silence!"

Once again, the whole class settle. Wow. Jinno-sensei is quite impressive when it comes to these things.

"The band, Dark, will be coming to our Alice Academy as students."

"Eh...?!"


After class, the news had travelled throughout the academy. I could hear down the corridor girls cheering about it all - even Ogasawara-san. She seemed to give a look but in the end followed the group somewhere else.

As I thought, I am the class loner...

So I quietly entered my next class. The bell had rung for ten minutes and the class had arrived - I counted, yet our teacher had not arrived.

"Hey, Sakura-hime, why is Nodacchi not here?"

How am I supposed to know? I'm not telepathic. But still, as the class president, I must go and find out. That is my responsibility.

"I'll check the staff room."

It sure is strange though. Nodacchi is always early; never late. It couldn't be... He got a heart attack! Or maybe he... Oh no. You've got a wife, children and a great life. Please don't take that away! Wait. Isn't that him walking down the corridor? And who's that beside him...?

"Oh my god! That is 'him', isn't it?"

"Yes! It is!"

"I'd recognize him anywhere!"

I shuddered. Him... It meant one of those band members right?

"Ah! Sakura-hime, why aren't you inside the classroom?"

"I... I was just about to go and find you, sensei." Nervously, I snuck a peek to the person beside him...

Oh my! He's really handsome!

With perfect tan skin, silky raven hair and deep crimson eyes. They must be fake. That's what idols do right?

"Hyuuga-kun, this is Sakura-hime. She is our class president - a very dependable student. So if you need anything, you can ask her," Nodacchi introduced me to the new student.

"Sakura... Hime?" he smirked.

What? Did he just smirk at me? It's not like I had a choice to be called Sakura-hime! Damn it. (Oh no, did I just say that. Mother would kill me...)

"Alright, Hyuuga-kun. Let's enter the classroom. I'm sure everyone will be excited to meet you," he urged the new student. As soon as he turned his back, he glared at me.

Fine. I'll glare right back.


Upon his arrival, the entire class exploded. We are in our senior year... Are we really this crazy? What's so good about this bastard?

The girl howled, the guys erupted and (to put simply) it was chaos.

"Please calm down..."

Unlike Jinno-sensei, Nodacchi can't handle this. This will be a long lesson...

SCREECH... SCREECH... SCREECH...

What's that horrid noise? Hyuuga - that bastard - is writing something? No. It a shiny instrument - not chalk... It's his key!

SCREECH... SCREECH... SCREECH...

Please, please, please! Just stop! Wait... The class is silent.

"I'm Natsume Hyuuga, nice to meet you." Then he glanced at me. After that, he broke into another cocky smirk. "Sa-ku-ra-hi-me. Where do I sit?"

"Since you're so tall... sit at the back!" Hmph. That's what you get for being so cocky with me.

"Hn. Sensei, I don't have good eyesight. I need to sit closer."

"A-alright..." It seems Nodacchi was still shocked by his act. "You can sit on that seat. Hoshino-kun, please move for Hyuuga-kun."

The timid Hoshino-kun started to move... Hoshino-kun sits behind to me! No, no, no. Please Hoshino-kun, still strong this one time. Don't move. Don't budge. Don't -

Hyuuga seated himself. I heard the shuffle. Oh no. What'll he do? Kick my seat all the way through the lesson? Stick some note on my back?

Please, Nodacchi, let me switch seats!


Is anyone paying attention to class? Nope... They're all in awe of our new student: Natsume Hyuuga.

Ding Dong. Class is over.

"Okay, we'll stop here today. Next lesson, there will be a little exam so do a little studying..."

"S-stand," I called as usual. But Nodacchi just gave me a small smile. I understood. It meant: just leave it.

Suddenly, noises erupted from everywhere once more. I was getting a headache... But this time it was worse - since I was in front of the troublemaker. Fans from other classes had gathered around our classroom to look at him. When will he leave?

Will he stay until the end of my senior year? T-that's still one year.

"Natsume-sama, I really like you!"

"I really love your voice!"

"If I bring in your CD tomorrow, will you sign it?"

"My entire family adores you, wait until I tell them..."

I wanted to drown out all those voices. So I quickly attempted to flee however something caught onto my dress.

"Sakura-hime-sama."

Oh no.

"W-what is it?"

"Can you go to Ruka and get my phone?"

Ruka? It must be... Wait, I know this... Ruka Nogi! That's the name.

"C-can't you get it yourself?"

"Nodacchi told me to ask you if I needed anything. I need my phone; get it."

Do I look like a servant? But I can't reject my teachers... "P-please... Get it on your own."

"If I could get out, I'd go. And I thought you were smart..."

"..."

Finally, some of his fans interrupted, "Please let me do it!"

"I'd love to go and get it for you!"

"Oi. Aren't you class president? Isn't it your responsibility?"

"E-even if I will do it, I don't know what class he's in..."

"He's also in 3rd year. The only other crowded class."

"..." I can't fight anymore.

He smirked again, "Good girl."

Bastard.


So here I am, in a similar stuffy classroom. But how do I get him? He's surrounded.

"... N-nogi-san! Nogi-san!"

"Looking for me?"

As if out of nowhere, he popped up. As expected, he was handsome too. In a different way but still handsome. Blond hair, sparkling aqua eyes and pallid skin. Almost the opposite of Hyuuga.

"Um... Yes."

"It must be Natsume," he shoved his hand into pocket and dragged out a phone. "Here, give this to him."

Do I really look like a servant? That's why he knows...

"It's quite easy to guess. You don't look like you're here to adore idols and you called me by my surname. Here, take it," he pushed the phone into my hand. "Be careful on your way back."

He's a psychic! That's it!

"T-thanks."

"You're welcome," he flashed me a brilliant smile. Yep, complete opposite of Hyuuga.


I groaned. He was so annoying! Plus the fans were beginning to get on my nerves.

I wished with all my heart that perhaps it's all a joke. That the celebrities were fake and the head teacher would pop up and go: April Fools! But it's not April yet...

Placing his phone on the desk, I headed up to the front of the class...

"Natsume, I would love to join your fan club!"

"Natsume-kun, my gran loves you! Could you autograph for her?"

"It's regulation not to give autographs nor photographs," he answered coolly.

They began to whine and pout. I've had enough... "Excuse me, everyone!" I shouted, "Could you please be quiet? Shouting and yelling across the classroom can't be tolerated."

Once more, the calss fell silent. Have their senses returned? Thank Go-

"It's not even your business, Goody-Two-Shoes," one of the girls scowled at me.

"Yeah. Just sit down ugly!"

Ugly? She looks like a monkey's bum with all that make-up!

"Please quieten down or else I'll have to tell the teachers."

"Hmph. You're just useless on your own."

"So much for being a princess."

I bit my lip.

"Hey! Stop bullying our classmate!" Ogasawara-san yelled, "You don't even belong in this classroom. You should just get lost! I can't concentrate on my studies!"

Wow. My opinon on her has really changed today...

"What statement says we can't be here? There's no rule against it!"

I turned to look at Hyuuga. What?! He's playing on his damn phone whilst we are fighting. "Hyuuga-san! Please control your fans."

He looked up from the screen of his phone and smirked, "Aren't you class president?"

"..."

"Thought so."

"... Alright. Please, as my only request, just leave immediately, or I'll have to - Ouch!"

What was that flung at mt face?

"Serves you right."

"Oi." Suddenly (and definitely unexpectedly) Hyuuga called. "Don't get over the top." Though even as he said this, he displayed no emotion. The classroom seemed to freeze over. Only he moved. He was heading towards... me? Pulling me towards him, he placed one arm over me. "Anyone who bullies this girl won't only be going against 3-8 but me as well."

W-whoa! A miracle! A miracle has been witnessed! His fans were shocked.

"I want you all to leave," he demanded. And as if he was a puppet master and they were his controlled minions, they filed out carefully. Once they disappeared, he gazed at me, "Oi, your face is red."

"E-eh?" Me? No way. For him? It must be a fever from all this...

I pulled away from him and he just smirked in his usual cocky manner. "You owe me one."

I owe him? What the heck is wrong with this guy?

"Sakura-hime!" Ogasawara-san yelped, "This was the shoes thrown at you. What do you want to do with it?"

Want to? I want to rip it into pieces, burn it in a furnace then shatter it in all directions! But I must be merciful.

"They'll come back to collect it. Let's just put it - "

Hyuuga snatched the shoe from Ogasawara-san.

"H-hyuuga-san?" I stammered. I have a bad feeling about this...

He slammed the window open and pulled his arm back -

"Wait!"

Too late. He'd already through it down.


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