Dedicated to: My Hopeless Romantic (Jesus); IndigoGrapeFruit (Aphrodite); Romantically Loveless (Ghandi)

The evil god(esses) of G-JAM. You guys are utterly evil and always pick on me and my failures! BOO YOU! YOU SUCK. ;) But ILY anyway cause you guys are foolssss. :)

The Tales of A Sly Dog

"Don't lie to me, Sakura Mikan! YOU HAD A MAN IN YOUR ROOM LAST NIGHT!"

"...You mean Mr. Bear?"

--HeartbrokenConfession--

Prologue

"Cheers to guys epically sucking, and to our 897th M.A.S.H. luncheon!" Mikan cheered in a slightly drunk manner; her body swaying to the right.

"Shouldn't this be called a Dinnereon or something?" Hotaru commented, swishing her martini.

"Oh shut up about guys." Sumire slurred, her speech impaired after her third shot. "Don't lie to me, Sakura Mikan! YOU HAD A MAN IN YOUR ROOM LAST NIGHT!"

Aoi blinked, her untouched drink resting in her right hand. "Is that who I heard talking last night?"

"...You mean Mr. Bear?"

An awkward silence over took the group. "Do I even want to know?" Hotaru shook her head.

"Shut up!" She growled. "You can only look down on it because you guys all have your beautiful trophy boyfriends."

"Stop being such a sulker, Snotface."

"Ha. Snotface." Sumire laughed to herself, obviously having overdone herself with the alcohol.

Mikan shook her head at her childhood friend. "You're a weak one, Young Permy."

"My name is not Permy, you... you snotnose!"

The three ignored their drunk friend and poked lightly at their food. "But for real," Mikan continued. "You have Hayate," Mikan pointed her fork at Hotaru. "You have Youichi, and you, my shitfaced friend, have Koko. Did my Prince crawl into a cave somewhere and forget to come out?"

Hotaru sighed. "How many years have you been complaining about this?"

"Since before Sumire could make a drunken fool out of herself." Mikan looked dismally at the table.

"I have a solution!" Sumire smirked, her cheeks flushed. "I dare you to go up to a guy, any guy, right now!"

"Please don't tell me you're going to dare me to do something as cliché as kissing him."

"No, silly goose!" Sumire downed her fourth shot before continuing. "Introduce yourself as Princess Leia!"

Sumire was clearly too out of herself to notice the strange looks she was receiving from her friends.

Mikan pondered upon it for a moment before making her decision. "To Hell with it, why not?! I haven't dated anyone since I was seventeen anyway!" She quickly took a swig of her drink before standing up defiantly and marching away from the table.

"Mi--" Aoi stopped as her friend nearly tripped over an elderly man. She sighed. "No point stopping her now."

"I don't think this is a very good idea." Hotaru commented, but taking out her camera nonetheless. "But this would make some interesting Youtube material."

Aoi frowned at her friends. "There are reasons I have to create distractions whenever you three get anywhere near alcohol."

Aoi's comment was the last thing Mikan heard before she was out of earshot. She glanced around the restaurant, feeling strangely confident. Her eyes landed on a suitable candidate: a man around her age, dark raven hair, and pale white skin. She wiped her mouth free of any left over trace of her drink and took a confident step, breaking into an elegant (well, elegant for being slightlymaybealittlemorethandshouldbe tipsy) stride.

The boy turned to her, sending her an impassive look when she stopped next to him.

"Hello." She greeted, a smile on her face.

The boy blinked in response.

She tilted her head. "You know, you look really familiar."

The boy blinked again. "Okay."

"Like, really really familiar. Maybe I'm just crazy... Oh wait! Sorry, I didn't introduce myself yet!" She stuck out a manicured hand. "I'm Princess Leia."

Sumire was doubled over laughing. "Oh, by Ghandi, she actually did it!"

Hotaru snorted, zooming in with her camera. Aoi took a peek into the digital screen of the camera. When she paled, the two turned to her.

"Aoi.. what's wron--"

"That's my twin." She stated.

Sumire was practically on the ground in hysterics. "Oh, this is rich." She paused for a moment thoughtfully and stared at the boy in question. "But damn, your brother is hot."

Aoi rolled her eyes. "As if I've never heard that before."

"Poor Mikan," Hotaru commented. "She just ruined any chance she had with a decent looking person."

Aoi shook her head. "No, you don't understand." She looked at the two gravely. "My brother loves Star Wars."

It only briefly passed through Mikan's mind to wonder why there was such shrill laughing in the restaurant while the boy she had just humiliated herself to was staring at her with a newfound interest.

"Nice to meet you, Young Skywalker."

"Hyuuga Natsume."

The name was enough to make Mikan swoon. How had she not noticed how epically good looking he was? Jesus, she had just made a fool of herself in front of him. Her stomach fluttered, the adrenaline of her drink wearing off. Now she just felt like an idiot.

"Oh. Well then." Unsure of what to say, she cleared her throat. The boy gave her a passing glance before finishing his drink (who drinks non-alcoholic Shirley Temples these days?).

"I have to go." The boy got up, slinging his jacket over his shoulder. "Catch you later, Leia."

"Ha. Yeah. That's me. Er. Bye."I really hope you don't. Mikan blushed, feeling like an idiot, and walked back to her table, ignoring the weird glances she got.

Sitting down, she glared at her laughing friends.

"My brother officially thinks I'm friends with Princess Leia." Aoi mused.

Mikan stared wide eyed. "Your brother."

"Yes."

"Your brother."

"Yeah."

"Meaning I'll probably see him again."

"Make that 'probably' a 'definitely'." Sumire laughed.

Hotaru nodded in agreement.

"Shit my life."

Sakura Mikan's List of Epic Failures:

1)Going through thirteen years of her life pronouncing "mattress" wrong. Check

2)Thinking the moon was a planet until her eighth grade science teacher informed her otherwise. Check.

3)Spelling her name wrong on a standardized test, hence losing 60 points.

4) Introducing herself as a fictional princess with two buns on the side of her head to her best friend's hot twin brother. Check.


"No wonder why I can never get a guy."

This will be a short multi-chapter story. I'm estimating around.. 4 chapters?

Review?:D