Disclaimer:I DO NOT own Gakuen Alice etc. etc. OCs belong to me and yeah. I don't plan, I just keep typing and typing so it may be confusing. Enjoy.
"What do you want from me?" I asked Natsume suspiciously, leaning on specifically his door in case he tries to do anything I'm not ready for like last time. I'm not that stupid. We may have been dating for a little over a year, but he still cannot…I'll just stop there.
Natsume stood less than a foot away from me, his back facing me. "Mikan, you've got to be kidding me." The muscles in my body tensed then relaxed as soon as I did, like I never moved a muscle. Just...when he says my name, I feel so vulnerable. He may be a real genius being the only special star in the academy -That'll soon change this Sunday- but he's still stupid and dense enough not to know the affects he has on me.
"Wha-" Swiftly, he turned around and pinned me by my wrists, sandwiching me between him and his door with a loud thud. "Don't give me that feigned idiocy..." He gently placed his forehead on mine, "Shiro Neko." (A/N: I know this name has been used a lot in many FFs, but it's the only thing I could think of at this moment so it won't be changing.) My breath hitched to the sound of my name used on missions.
With that said, he pulled me into a hot (literally) but comforting embrace. "...How long?" I asked him. "How long have you known?"
"How long have you been doing this?" He ignored my question, asking his own and tightened the hug. A cold sweat broke out, slid down from the side of my face and dripped down to Natsume's bare arm. Bare because he's currently only in his boxers because of not what perverted thing you're thinking, but because he told me to come over for me to find out that he just finished showering without even telling me! Anyways, back to the current situation.
"Natsume, I asked you first."
"The minute before I told you to come over tonight." He answered and kissed my forehead. My once limp arms then wrapped around his waist following with a sigh, "Exactly a year from today." Natsume grasped the back of my shirt tight in his hands. I used the mind reading alice I copied from Koko secretly 5 years back to read his mind. I only use this on missions and when I'm really, really curious.
"That long and I've suspicious a couple weeks ago? Not to mention find out!" I smiled at his moment of idiocy. "What are you smiling about?" He must've felt it. We broke the hug slowly. I grabbed his wrist and dragged him over to his bed. I have a feeling this is going to be a long night.
"Nothing. How did you find out anyway?"
"Next time, you might wanna tell Youichi to not ask himself questions while his door is slightly ajar in the middle of the night."
A Little Earlier
Natsume's POV:
Youichi's door's open. He should be more damn careful. Good thing I'm coming over to talk to him. I heard Youichi give a heavy sigh before I could reach over to grasp the door knob and enter. What's he so worked up about? He's only 8, not like there's anything to stress about at that age.
"Onee-chan worries too much about Onii-chan." The boy's right... It's better than nothing at least. "Does she really love him that much that she would work for the academy along with the rest of us?" What? I kicked the door open and frightening Youichi in the process causing him to fall down on his bed. "Onii-chan?"
"Hey, is what you were talking to yourself about true?" "About Onee-chan?" I nodded. "Yeah. Don't be mad!" He wailed and began to panic slightly. I must be really scaring him right now.
"Sorry if I scared you. I'm not mad." "But you're even scaring my ghosts!" "Okay, I'm mad at you for not sensing my presence and leaving your door open. I just came to ask you about Polka but never mind. I got my answer." I turned around about to leave but he talked, making me stop in my tracks. I didn't bother turning around to face him.
"Tell Onee-chan you know. Just so you know, she's not the same as before. She's still cheerful, but she's not stupid or as dense anymore. Enough for missions at least."
"What kind of missions has Persona given her?"
"I don't know how bad. Most of her missions she's with me but it's like I do nothing."
I looked over my shoulder. "Have you seen how she was in missions?"
"Onee-chan told me that if you ever find out and ask me that, to tell you, 'Figure it out yourself. Best that you watch her on missions rather than trying to run for your life.'" He sweat dropped and looked down to the ground. "But she's not stronger than you it's for sure. She also said that if you wanna try, you can spar with her one day."
"Hm. I'll come back...sometime again. I'm going to go talk to her." "Okay. Byye Onii-chan."
I closed the door shut behind me and checked that it was lock. I took a few steps away, then stopped to see if Youichi would talk to himself again. "Onee-chan's going to get mad at missions now!" I heard him whine followed by 3 consecutive thuds on the wall. Dammit Mikan!
Present
Mikan's POV:
Natsume started knocking on my forehead like a door, "Your insanity is rubbing off on him."
"Along with my idiocy on you?" I arched my eyebrow with a smirk playing on my lips. "You've gotten quite sneaky, huh?" "Obviously. I managed to hide this from you for a year didn't I? Could've gone longer-"
"Hey! You weren't planning on telling me?"
"Hell no! Not anytime soon at least. Probably would've waited until we were partnered up which would probably be a couple months from now."
"Hn, fine."
"I can't believe you scared You-chan!" "Was it really my fault? I hear an 8 year-old that is a member of the D.A. class while his door is open with his guard down about my girlfriend who I just recently found out has been in the D.A. class and doing missions when she, meaning you, should've told me!"
"Oh yeah, that makes perfect sense Natsume. 'Hey, did you know I'm now in the D.A. class and do missions along with Youichi who has known since I started?' Jeez, Natsume! It doesn't come up in an everyday conversation. How was I supposed to bring it up?" I brought my right hand up to his left ear where his dark red earring was and pulled it with just 1/16 of my new found strength. Since it's welded on permanently, it hurts a lot for him when it's tugged. Especially by me. As weak as I was before using half my strength hurt him a lot.
"Fuck! That hurts like a bitch you know!"
"Yeah I know that! Why do you think I'm doing it?" "An excuse to get a hand on me." "In your dreams you pervert. Which they are." I gave another tug before letting go and letting him massage his own earlobe.
"Now tell me, how and why did you start all of this?"