Chapter 1: Bitter-Sweet Memories
A/N: This is my first story and I would like to thank Lunar x princess for letting me make a story with her plot from Shattering Pieces (which is a really cool story like all her stories), to ALL the writers that are making FanFiction a cool website and to my BFF (LOVE YOU) who showed me this site a long while ago.
Disclaimer (I almost forgot this): The characters are not mine, they belong to Higuchi Tachibana; the idea plot belongs to Lunar x princess and if there are places, persons, things that you know or coincide with real places, persons, things it is just purely coincidence. Let the story begin.
"Hey, what the..." An angry raven haired-man in his 20 was about to say, until he was quickly interrupted by a nervous brunette.
"Sorry, sorry! I'm deeply sorry, but I have to leave!" The little lady, or woman, since she months ago was declared as an adult by her 18 birthday, was about to continue running to her new job as a waitress hoping to not make a bad impression to her new boss. Of course, it would have been like that if an angry lad wouldn't had stopped her by grabbing her hand.
"And what about my things, eh? And my shirt ? I have places where I have to be too and I can't go this way! You won't leave until you won't find a way to resolve this!" The man easily snapped at the worried and nearly annoyed brunette.
The girl begin to feel embarrassed by the glances of the bystanders. She even heard a mother telling to her child to stop starring."Geez! Why is this happening today of all days?" The brunette said under her breath without knowing that a crimson-eyed boy heard her.
The lad, ignoring the stares and whispers of the girls squealing for him, was most of all annoyed, but somewhat amused for the reactions of the girl in front of him, that practically forgot about his existence.
"Earth to the air-head idiot in front me!" He finally snapped again at her, getting her out of her balloon of thoughts.
Crimson clashed with chocolate. Neither of them saw each other faces until that second. The lad world stopped and the only thing he could do was to stare at those chocolate pools that were captivating him more and more, and that innocent and oblivious face of the girl. He would have given her 16 years if he would have seen her passing the street or shopping with her friends.
"Alright then, come with me! At least, I hope Ms. Endo will forgive me this time." With a shrug, the girl begun to grab the backpack of the unknown guy and run toward her place, hand in hand with him.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
The strange girl answered him with a smile he found enchanting but annoying at the same time. "You wanted a shirt, right? Since I don't have any money on me to buy you another one or send it to wash it, I'll have to give you one. Ha-ha, I think I have to be happy since I leave near." They continued to run, until the boy stopped.
"You know what? Forget it! "
"So you're leaving with that coffee stained shirt, after you told me to find a solution? Wow, I wouldn't have though that you're a scaredy cat." Said with a playful grin the brunette.
"Do you even have any idea who you're talking to little girl?" Questioned the raven-haired lad.
"Nope. I don't care and all I can see is an idiot complaining continuously, so shut up and run if you don't want to lose more time here." Replied the chocolate-eyed girl.
After 5 minutes, they arrived at the chocolate-girl's place. It was the smallest flat, no, closet the lad ever saw in his life. It had only a room and a bathroom.
"What?" Asked the brunette with an annoyed face because the boy was checking out her home. Yes it was small, but it was her temporary place for now and she liked it. It wasn't as if she could have chosen another place.
"You're a peasant or something?"
That question snapped a nerve in the brunette's mind, but since it was the truth, she replied "Yes, and what about it?"
"Nh." The lad continued to observe the girl searching through her things and changed his view towards his surroundings and saw that she had at least the facilities to make her food, a small bed and a desk. Although he didn't expected to see those things in such a place. The desk was full of pencils and color crayons and you couldn't even see the wood of the desk from the papers. All those papers were full of beautiful drawings of things, places or persons and over those drawing sat a lonely pink notebook. Since it was open he could have seen that it was full of lyrics he never heard about, but he could have remarked that the song he was seeing, told a story. Right now, almost all the singers are writing only songs about perverted things or about love and heartbreaks, being a rare sight for him to see this kind of music. It was the work of this air-head, he asked himself.
"Found it!" The voice of the girl finally snapped him out of his daze. "Obviously, the bathroom is in there, so I would recommend to wash yourself and leave your shirt in the basket." It was obvious she forget all about her anger from calling her a peasant.
"Yeah, thanks Sherlock." He replied rudely. After all it was his infamous trait.
"You're welcome Watson." She decided she won't let him win this bratty game.
Smirking, he entered the bathroom. Again, he was surprised to see everything was in order. It was funny to think that idiot could be at least organized in exchange of his little sister who had her things everywhere.
He finished changing when he observed two things: The shirt was a bit bigger but it was practically his size so she must have a boyfriend and that idiot had also childish lingerie. Oh, it's time for revenge.
"So Polka, I hope your boyfriend doesn't get mad when he sees the shirt of other man." Said the raven-haired boy smirking, anticipating her reaction.
"I don't have any boyfriend. It's the shirt of my father and he won't get mad… Wait a second, what did you just called me? "
"Polka." The boy still smirked.
"Pol…ka?"
And it hit her."You freaking PERVERT! How dare you looking at the underwear of a girl?!"
"You told me to leave my shirt in the basket."
The girl had a face like he wanted to murder him. The boy nearly wanted to chuckle but he stopped himself because of his pride.
Keeping her calm, she told him politely "For your information, my name is Sakura Mikan. So what's your name, stupid fox?
With a straight face he said, "Neh, I still like Polka." Even though she wanted to glare she couldn't and in exchange he chuckled witch made her more furious then before. Prepared to insult him she was stopped "My name is Natsume Hyuuga." He said with a smile that left her breathless.
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The time passed and Polka and Natty, she came up with the nickname since he wouldn't stop calling her after her panties, continued to meet each other. Mikan discovered from Natsume that he was a student at the Tokyo University, about his family being one of the richest in Japan and a leader in business between U.S.A. and Asia. He also told her that he is the heir to all this, but he would have preferred to be someone else.
Natsume found out the past of Mikan too. About how her father was killed before she was born and that she had that shirt he gave him as one of her memories of her father. How she came from the village where her mother and brother lived, to Tokyo to get herself a job and send her mother to hospital to be cured. She was the only one to go to school since her big brother, Daisuke, has decided to help his mother in the fields. He was going to marry soon and she decided she will help too with money so she left.
"C'mon Natsume, get out of there." Mikan Sakura was waiting for her city friend to come out of class since they said they will go and have a picnic in the park. She was already waiting for 2 hours for him and many students already left. Of course, there were many girls who would pass and just critique her clothes. She was just wearing a white summer dress with wild flowers printed here and there. She decided to ignore them.
Finally, the infamous crimson-eyed boy came out and when he was approaching his polka girl. Yes, he claimed her as his. After all those months getting to know each other and seeing her so much, he couldn't stop thinking that he wants her to always smile only to him and only to him. But for his misfortune, the girl was oblivious about love and would only think about him as a friend.
He loved how she would make his life much more interesting and fun with just simple things. He was already 21 and her 19 so almost nobody will call him a pedophile just for holding hands with Mikan. He tried to talk with her to try out university life and to help with her mother's medication but she declined since she would fill out of the place and he could use his money better than with her and her mother. For him, she was the best way spending his money but once again she proved him she's not a gold-digger. It made him happy. Even though he was sure his family will never accept this relationship.
As she approached his brunette, being so annoyed at him, she began to walk away from him. Seeing this, young man ran after her, and stopped her way. She tried to pass him but he wouldn't let her. She finally stopped avoiding him.
"Hyuuga, you made me wait for 2 hours in this place. Give me a reason to not slap you and leave home." It was clear she was upset with him since she called him by his surname, and not like in the times she would annoy her on his free will. She never knew how much it hurt him to call her by his surname, like there was no connection between them. He didn't expected this but he felt bad.
"I'm wait… What the heck are you doing?" He silently chuckled. Since he met Mikan, he never heard her say a bad word. It was just part of her childish mentality but it was what made her cuter.
The crimson-eyed man pulled her hand and passed something in her wrist. It was a bracelet. She recognized it. It was the bracelet that she was watching in the catalogue of a beauty enterprise. It was really cute and she made a mark to cut the page later. He probably saw her watching the page for some time and he decided to buy it for her.
"If you think this is going to help you…" She stopped. Natsume Hyuuga, the coldest person she ever knew, was hugging her. He never had done that and she was sure she didn't saw him hugging someone else. The next three words made her think he was playing with her but she wasn't sure.
"I'm sorry, but I..." She didn't hear the rest of it but she somehow felt that he was saying the truth about him being sorry. She didn't knew why she was hoping for him to saying the truth but she was really happy that he was beginning to unfroze his feelings, at least to her. And somehow she wanted to be the only one who can see his real feelings.
"C'mon let's go to the park. We still can eat like an aperitif before dinner." The bubbly girl begun to push him. Unfortunately for her she couldn't see his smile.
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"Natsume*hic*, Natsu*hic*me!" This was one of the most frightening moments in his life. Mikan called him at 3AM, crying and he didn't knew what was happening to her. He was having an exam that morning but screw it. For him, she was an infinite more important than anything.
"Mikan, what is happening? Are you alright? Talk with me!"He now was wide awake.
"Natsume*hic*, she's dead!*wail*Nat*sobs* sume, MY MOM DIED!!*WAIL*"
Silence was everything that was heard besides the cries of the miserable girl.
"Natsume, I promised I will be by her side! I promised I will make her well, that I will help her!*sobs* I'm the worst daughter, *SOBS*I should have never left her side, I should have never gone…" She was going to continue but he won't let her continue.
"Don't ever say that! DON'T!"
"*sob*Natsume…"
"Don't even talk! Just listen!"
He could only hear sobbing.
"Please, never say anything like that ever again. Please, just keep staying with me. Please, just stop torturing yourself. You're the best thing your mother could have had. I'm sure that she was so happy hearing that you're going to Tokyo just to help her. I'm sure she was proud of you for going to school and miss your brother's wedding just to save her. I'm sure your mother was the happiest mother in the world just for knowing that her child was so brave to go by herself into a town so big and in which you didn't knew anybody, just for saving her."
Mikan just did as he said and was listening closely to his voice. Unconsciously she was grabbing really hard the bracelet that Natsume gave her 2 months ago.
"I'm sure you were one of the most important things she ever had. And not just for her, also… for me." Without knowing why, it made her happy to know she was important for him.
"Do you remember? The first time we met? When you made me for the first time hot chocolate? I though like for ten minutes how you can make hot chocolate but all your meals finish burned. Do you remember when we went to that silly festival with teddy bears? You even forced me to do myself a teddy bear… Do you remember our first Christmas together?"
"Natsume, were you… driving?"
"Open your door."
Without believing what was happening, she opened her door. The handsome crimson-eyed lad was at her door, at 3:40 in the morning. She didn't believed their conversation was so long. For her it was just like 5 minutes.
"Na… tsume…" Just like a lost child.
"Come and live with me."
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It passed 5 years and half since she left with him. It seems the feelings of the rich boy were corresponded by the bubbly lady. They fairy tale was just beginning when their son was born, their dear Natsuke. They never married. Natsume was really scared that if they married, his parents will find him and take him away from Mikan. Although she was sad about it, she understood him and was just happy with him by her side. It didn't matter if they weren't wife and husband, if they were together.
It was a stormy night. Mikan water's broke and their second baby was to be born that night. Natsuke, a toddler of only 2 years, was really curious for his age and he only knew he will have a little brother or sister. The little man was really excited. In exchange, his father was terrified.
For the head of the little family, the last 3 months were terrifying. Even though Mikan never told him, she didn't knew he spoke with her doctor. Since Mikan would only tell him little things about her pregnancy, he went to the doctor. He wasn't sure if it was a mistake or a unlucky choice. The doctor told him the real situation. Mikan had the same weak condition as her mother. The doctor told her that she should have had aborted because when the child will be born, if she didn't had a natural abortion, that she could die on the day she will give birth, or the child be born dead, or the worst thing for both of them to die.
Natsume left the office of the doctor as if the devil was following him. He was sure he will have a big number loss in his secret bank account but he didn't cared. He entered his house and met with Mikan, she was playing with Natsuke.
"Natsume, welcome… Natsuke, how about you go in your room and put in your box your toys, ok?" Just by seeing the face of her lover she knew he must have heard the news.
"Why didn't you tell me about it?"
"Because I knew you will put me to abort and I will have never accepted it. Is our child Natsume, I am his or her mother, and I have a right to choose."
"Well, I am this child father, so I have a right too in this."
"Then I'm sorry but it's too late."
The couple fought and ignored each other for a month, until they decided what was done was done. Natsume put her to promise she won't hide something like this ever again. She didn't promise anything.
"Daddy, are you alright? You look bad ." His son snapped him out of his reverie.
"Yes, Im fine… Don't worry, Natsuke… Everything will be fine." He hoped.
" Hyuuga-kun?" Asked the doctor of Mikan. They were lucky that day she came over to check up on Mikan. She was a friend of his from university. She decided she will help him out and came that day but since the storm came, Mikan asked her to stay overnight. It was the best decision she ever done.
Natsume watched her with a hopeful face and with all his attention to her.
"Congratulations! You have a healthy girl!" With this he entered the room and saw for the third time the most beautiful sight in front of him.
Mikan was having in her arms a little baby girl. Seeing him she told him with a smile "See, we both made it. Just as I said."
"You're at the point of collapsing but I'll let this pass today and let me hold my daughter." He said somewhat annoyed since she was at a point to die and she turns sassy on him.
"Alright, alright. Someone is really impatient. Hey, little angel, meet your daddy and big brother."
Natsume took her in her arms. She was so little and so silent. He immediately taught about a doll. She had his eyes, the same eyes her big brother had. He though many times that if his family would've seen Natsuke on the street they will immediately recognize him as his son because of his eyes but if they would only see his hair, since it was the same as Mikan's chocolate hair, maybe there was a chance they wouldn't recognize him.
"Mommy, daddy, can I hold my lil' sis?" Asked Natsuke with big hopeful eyes.
"Of course dear." Answered his happy parents, proud of both their children.
"Mommy, what's her name?"
"How about Nami?" Tried his father.
"It's perfect! Do you like it Natsuke?" Asked his mother.
"Yes, mommy! I promise I will be the best brother ever mommy, daddy!"
"Remember Natsuke, you have always to keep your promises, ok?"
"Yes I know daddy!" Answered the little boy with an annoyed face, which resulted adorable from puffing his cheeks.
The adults begun to laugh for the expression of the little boy. Nami, hearing her parents she let out a chuckle. The future doctor was watching the family with a smile on her face. Such a beautiful atmosphere, it was like the time was stopped.
They never though this could become such a tragic ending.
Just like flicking your fingers, 7 men in black and with revolvers just entered the mansion, pushed the student for medicine to the floor and took the 27 years crimson-eyed man out of the mansion. Natsuke, even thought he was just a toddler, he run like he was running for his life. Mikan, with an awe-struck face knew what happened. The family of Natsume found him and they wanted him back.
"Please, take care of Nami!" Mikan gave her daughter to her doctor and friend.
"MIKAN! You can't run!" But the recent mother ignored her and run after the love of her life and their son.
The rain was terrifying, it was like it had a life on its own and didn't want to make Mikan get to Natsume. It was a terrible scene. Her son was continuously punching and biting the men in black and her lover screaming and ordering them to leave his son alone. It was a vicious cycle that she was sure she would face again in her nightmares.
One of the men thrown her son off him and she was able somehow to caught her son.
"PLEASE! LEAVE US ALONE! LET NATSUME GO! NATSUME!"
The man were acting like she and the crying little child didn't even existed.
"MIKAN!" For the first time she heard him scream her name.
"NATSUME!"
"MIKAN! I PROMISE! I PROMISE I WILL COME BACK AFTER YOU!"
"NATSUME!" And as she was screaming the black car was leaving along with her lover.
"MIKAN! Please stand up! You're weak! Let's get back inside!" Her friend tried to get her up but she couldn't move the poor woman. She used all her force, and finally she made her move.
"No…. No… NO! NATSUME!" And the roar of the thunder broke into the sky.
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The crimson-eyed lad was at the house of his parents. In front of him stood a couple of a man in his 50 and a woman who you could give her 30 years when she was almost the same age as the man. The man had his brown-dark hair combed perfectly and his brown eyes set into the lad, glaring. The woman with her beautiful and raven hair, in exchange, was giving a happy smile which could have also seen in her crimson eyes.
"Welcome back home, Natsume, my sweet baby boy."
And this is how the tragic story of a couple begins.
A/N: So yeah! This is my first chapter of Broken Feeling! So since it's my first time writing something I hope you enjoyed until now, if you like it I hope you could write me a review or a PM to continue this story, bear with my grammar since I'm sure is really bad, I accept constructing criticism but please no flames and I hope I will hear from you soon! PEACE!