So I made the RukaRu ffiction! Hahahahahaha. This is a spin-off from One Night Wrong for Ruka and Hotaru. Basically what happens in the story is based on what I wrote there. And if you're a reader from One Night Wrong, I apologise if you're wondering why I published this instead of updating a new chapter for ONW. I couldn't resist, these scenes had been playing in my mind again and again, urging me to write them. So enjoy! My first try for the RukaRu pair. (P.S. They could be a little bit OOC here) There's fluff by the end of this. :D
(This chapter is set between ch5 and ch6/7 of ONW)

Be nice, people. I welcome honest, constructive criticism and any mention of mistake is highly appreciated. No flame, please.
I do not own Gakuen Alice, Kiroro's Mirai e
or any familiar words/titles mentioned in the story.
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Her by Writer's Lullaby

Everyone knew being with her was not easy. She was always so unpredictable. She rarely got annoyed but when she did, it was always because of the weirdest things. But he could not bring himself to care because he loved her nonetheless. A spin-off from One Night Wrong.

Issue #1 : Why She's Mad

The ride in the car was silent. The radio was not even switched on in the car and the tension was high to the two sitting at the front. It was, however, not noticeable to the dark brown-haired kid in her arms.

Saki was sulking but she could not figure out the reason behind it because he refused to tell her anything. If anything, he only shook his head while burying his head into her chest; his cute little hands tugging onto her coat. The image of Saki apologising to her was still fresh in her memory making her wonder. Her precious son was never this upset, he always acted the cool smart person he could as a kid. And it had always managed to melt her heart no matter how tired she was from her work.

She rubbed his head once again softly as she gave him a kiss on the head. The affection however only made him bury himself more into her body. Mikan sighed but an idea popped into her mind, so she softly pulled him closer to her, making him look up to her with a sad face.

"Ne, Ruka-pyon, Hotaru-chan, would you mind if I hum a song to Saki-kun?"

"It's okay, Mikan," came Hotaru's monotonous voice which sounded a little bit tired.

Meanwhile the blonde driving replied in an easy tone, "Go on, we wouldn't mind."

Muttering a small thanks, Mikan looked at the child's face in her arms smiling sweetly. After mouthing 'suki', she began singing in a low soft voice. And the car was suddenly filled with warmness as her voice lulled them a sweet melody when she began singing "Mirai e", her rock-a-bye song for Saki when he was small.

Saki who was tensing his muscles a few minutes ago began relaxing as he remained eye contact with his mother. Mikan was softly singing to him while making a slow pattern on his back. The child sighed in content when Mikan entered the second verse.

"My mother showed me
So much tenderness
Telling me again and again, to walk on with love
I was too young then to understand what she meant
But she still took my hand
And walked together with me"

On the other hand, the two couple at the front also began losing their tension hearing the gentle voice; it was as if the melody itself was a prayer to calm every raging souls.

Hotaru looked out to the view outside of the car, witnessing the brilliant lights in the metropolitan city and the people still moving about. She could not bring herself to look at the guy sitting not too far beside her even though she noticed his earlier intentions to ask her about something. Instead, she let herself lost in thoughts from her best friend's melodious singing voice.

As his hand was on the steering wheel, Ruka found himself giving glances to the three passengers in the car although most were directed to the black-haired beauty beside him. He could not forget what the smart little Saki had just spilt to him and he needed his girlfriend to confirm it for him. However, he also knew that even if asked nicely, she would not relent the answers he wanted easily. More so when she had been acting cold to him for a few days already. 'Just what did I do?'

And all the way to Mikan's small flat, every of them were busy with their own thoughts. Neither spoke a word, each just content to listen to her singing.

"My dream always seems
So far away in the sky
I'm afraid I'll never reach it, but I'll keep chasing it
Since this is my story, I don't want to give up
You held my hand when I was scared
And walked together with me

At times I hated that tenderness
And let go, not listening to my mom

Look, do you see what's at your feet?
This is the road you walk on
Look, do you see what's up ahead?
That is your future

Turn to the future
And let's walk there one step at a time"


They finally arrived at their condominium after dropping Mikan and Saki off. At the moment, both Hotaru and Ruka had just entered the door with the former acting oblivious towards the latter.

Ruka watched the Hotaru as she walked to their shared room, her hair still cascading temptingly on her back. "Hotaru," he called to her yet earning no response from her. "Aren't you gonna talk to me?" He stood stationary in the living room, still waiting for her to turn around to him but the effort was to no avail as the woman continued taking her little steps. His patience was rising slowly.

"Imai Hotaru!" It worked. She stopped in her steps. But she did not turn around to him. "Look at me." And the woman did as asked, slowly turning her body around and her amethyst eyes instantly fixed to his blue grey eyes. The expression on her face was a zero nothing. "Don't you think it's about time you tell me who Saki's father is?"

Hotaru gave him a mocking expression, "Baka. I've told you before that I don't know, right? Mikan never told me." She looked bored at the question.

"Don't lie."

"Why would I, it doesn't benefit me."

"Saki told me about it." For the slightest moment, Ruka could see her eyes sharpened but it was immediately concealed. This time however, she did not reply him, choosing only to stare at him. "Hotaru, if it's true, we need to do something about — "

Her amethyst eyes fired up as if angry at his suggestion and she cut him off, "I don't want to talk about this."

"But — "

"Nogi, I said I don't want to talk about it."

She turned around and finally entered their room. Ruka sighed in disappointment, he knew he needed to stop bugging her about it if she stopped addressing him with his given name. His phone pinged, alerting him of a new message from his brother.


After exchanging a few messages with his brother, Tsubasa; Ruka finally entered the room to it being empty. No figure of his girlfriend in the room at all. Ruka looked around and saw the lights in the bathroom being switched on. He decided to wash himself again for the second time that night after being out in the classy bar. The surrounding was nice but he still felt the need to be clean again plus he needed to talk to Hotaru about her being cold to him.

Stripping down to his shorts, he entered the bathroom to Hotaru standing in front of the mirror, removing her makeup; seemingly almost done. On the edge of the bathroom were her clothes and sure enough she was only in her bra and the skimpy jeans she wore earlier. Ruka stepped to her and stood stationary behind her as he watched her remove her makeup. He was slightly disappointed to see her hair back in a bun as he rarely got to see the silky hair being let free.

"Hotaru, are you still mad at me?" The question was met with silence as she focused on the job on hand. Ruka sighed and took two steps forward, nearing her. "Hotaru?" Hotaru paused her working hands and looked at him through his reflection on the mirror. "Well?" He asked, still not wanting to give up. His arms enclosing her on either side which surprisingly she did not resist.

She released a small breath, "No, Ruka, I'm not mad any more. But please, I don't want to talk about it." After that, she continued removing the makeup on her face.

Ruka smiled genuinely at the answer. "Thank you and alright, but one day, we'll talk about it — eventually," he said softly as he gave a small peck on her bare shoulder which raised barely-seen red at her neck. It was what made him feel at ease with her. Hotaru was a cool, chilled woman. She rarely got mad but whenever she did, she calmed down fast enough seeming to think more rationally. She was unlike other woman.

Not long after, Ruka finally stepped in, making contact between their bodies. He could not resist himself to let his hand wander as they made little caresses down to her hips. When his left hand reached the top of the skimpy denim jeans, Ruka looked at his girlfriend's face on the mirror.

"I thought you already changed to a skirt?"

Hotaru who was done removing her makeup washed her hands in the sink. "We wore it over the jeans. Too lazy to remove 'em."

He nodded at the answer but his forehead wrinkled at an unpleasant memory not long after that.

"What's wrong?" she asked him in her soft monotonous voice.

Ruka hugged Hotaru hearing her question, giving her left cheek a soft kiss. "I was so jealous back then." They made another eye contact on the mirror as if their eyes were having another deep conversation on their own. "You know how I tell you before this that you're always beautiful in my eyes? Well just now, I felt like I saw the sexiest angel in my life. You were so gorgeous and you still are." A slight red coloured Hotaru's face. "I was elated. And then you started dancing. Goddamn, I was lured, Hotaru." He whispered her name to her ears making her shut her eyes at the sensation. "But then, the crowds began cheering and I realised, I wasn't the only one watching. I was — Fuck!" Ruka's breathing slightly increased, and Hotaru's chest was already rising up and down.

"You're cursing, Ruka."

Ruka shook his head as if disappointed on himself, agreeing to Hotaru's statement. "I know but — I can't help it. Never in my life have I wanted to punch someone so bad. And not just one person, but everyone watching." His hug on her tightened as his thumbs caressed her naked skin lazily. "Thank goodness Saki called my name or I might've lost it."

"Pfft. Baka."

"Why'd you do that in the first place? I mean sure you wanted to help Mikan but — "

Ruka realised Hotaru's calm face had changed. She was now looking at him mockingly.

"What?" he asked.

Her look at him turned nasty.

Ruka sighed still clueless as ever. "I honestly don't know Hotaru. Do tell me what I've done wrong, you've been hot and cold to me for days now." He placed his chin on her nape as if it was the most natural thing for him to do.

Hotaru did not resist the affection but her eyes stayed nasty at him and she finally opened her mouth again to talk; sounding accusing yet still with the usual bleakness, "You took my food." She proceeded to glare at him after her statement.

He widened his eyes at her and slowly gave a small smile. 'He's correct, she's mad about food.'

"Baka. It's nothing to smile about." He could not help it, he was now grinning. "Ruka." His name was pronounced vehemently.

"Just which food are you talking about?" His question only worsened the condition because she widened her eyes in disbelief at him. She looked aghast in her own unique way. 'I know food is serious business to her but she's so—cute?'

Unclasping herself from his hold she turned around and looked at him seriously in the eyes. She managed to cross her arms in the very limited space thanks to Ruka being so close. "My Snickers bars! You took away all of them, how dare you!"

He was confused, "But Hotaru, I thought you do not like chocolate?"

Rolling her eyes at the question, she then answered him, "Yes, but I actually like some of them. And Snickers turned out to be one."

"Well I didn't know, okay?" he answered while exhaling out; a teasing smile still tugging on his lips.

"That's because you never asked," she replied back with an attitude. Her next words however sounded more betrayed than before, "And to make things worse, you actually brought them to work and offered some to my brother!" Her eyes were definitely lit with anger.

Ruka could not help it any more, he barked out a laugh that sounded beautiful in typical to Nogi Ruka's manual.

"It's not funny," her words pressed.

Coughing in attempts to hold in his laughter, he looked at her with a big teasing smile. "I'm sorry, okay?"

"You're not," she said yet again accusingly, her eyes slitting. "How could you give my food to that pig? That old geezer that always took food from me when I was small? It's just not done, Ruka." Her face turned sour probably in distaste remembering the childhood she mentioned of where her brother, Imai Subaru confiscated her food.

"I'm sorry but how did you find out? I could be eating them myself, you know."

"Because he texted me a picture of the Snickers bar half eaten!" her voice raised a bit seemingly scandalised about it. "That idiot knows I like them!"

"Mm hmm," he let her rant, content to look at her raging face. It was only familiar on her whenever she was mad about food. And it never failed to charm him.

"He was rubbing it off on me. He knew I was going to be angry." She then looked at him accusingly, "This is all your fault, if only you did not — " And her words were cut off mid-sentence.

Ruka crashed his lips to her, taking her by surprise. It took a few seconds before she finally responded. Kissing him just as much he was. Their hearts' pace were increasing, both from the lack of air and interlocking their lips. His hand was buried on the back of her head, caressing the soft beautiful black locks; the other was on her back, going up and down her spine getting dangerously near to the rim of the slightly low cut jeans. On the other hand, Hotaru had both of her hands buried in his thick blonde hair.

A moments passed and Ruka withdrew, his eyes fixed to her shut eyes. When they finally opened, her amethyst eyes seemed hazy and dimmed. Both of their faces were flushed with red. He could not help it and leaned for a few more pecks. Then, he whispered slowly to her, "I'm sorry." It was only answered with her blinking eyes. "I'll buy you more later. A handful of them." This time she nodded at his statement and she leaned in, making contact between their foreheads. "And I won't give Subaru-san any of them."

"That goes without saying."

"Do you want any other brands?"

Her face turned serious as she thought of the answer. "Reese's peanut buttercups."

"Definitely. Any other more?"

"That'll do for now."

"Okay," and he leaned in for another sweet kiss to which she accepted gladly.

When the kiss ended, they hugged a few minutes before Hotaru spoke up, "Let's take a bath — together."

His eyes widened and he finally answered with a mutter, "I'd be glad to."


Ruka woke up from his sleep in the middle of the night. Upon opening his eyes, he was met with a beautiful calm sleeping face. He gave a small smile and ended up perusing her details slowly. It was never boring to him even if he had done it a lot of times before.

Deep in his thoughts, her eyes suddenly slowly opened; perhaps able to feel someone staring. They looked at each other for the longest time before she finally leaned in and kissed him. Ruka was only glad to participate.

There was nothing rushed about it; just a sweet lingering kiss. And they took time, as if exploring each other for the first time.

After a good few minutes had passed, they finally parted. Both taking time to breathe to normal. Hotaru reached out and hugged him from under the comforter, tucking her head to his chest. And Ruka returned the touch.

"Sleep, Nogi. You're buying me chocolate later," she said in her groggy sleepy voice.

He smiled at the statement then kissed her softly on her forehead. "Good night, beauty."

-end of chapter-


This section exists solely for explanation and credits.

- Kiroro's Mirai e : a 1998 Japanese song. My first favourite Japanese song ever since I was a little kid. It never dies with time still makes me me feel sentimental. Anw, Mikan actually sang it in Japanese, I only wrote the translation to make you understand.
- I tagged this as complete but I might update a few more chapters if I feel I should, based on One Night Wrong. It's not definite but definitely possible.
- The genre tags and the synopsis (and maybe the title) might also change over time if I update chapters.


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Created ; 9:20 am, 04/08/17 (GMT+8)
Finished ; 7:28 pm, 05/08/17
Updated ; 6:35 pm, 07/08/17

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