Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Gakuen Alice. :D And I'm a die-hard fan of this manga for 6 lovely years. Anyway, I'm a man of few words so, I humbly present my first ever fanfiction story: Finally.

"Natsume nii-chan, do you really have to go to Tokyo? You don't have to work you know. I bet you're just wasting your time, and besides, I still can't manage the plantation alone", rants a dark blue-haired pixie-like girl about 19 years of age.

"I already told you, I need to get this position. And I'm not wasting my time. The offer is more compensating than managing the business." answered Natsume Hyuuga, 24 years old with hair same as the color of his sister. He has red crimson eyes which can penetrate even the thickest sheets and masculine figure enough to trip a girl head over heels.

The two siblings were the only ones left of the Hyuuga family. Both their parents died at a young age and the responsibility was subsequently passed to Natsume. They own a hacienda in a place at the countryside. Hacienda Igarashi was initially handled by Natsume, but since he's going to the city, his sister, Aoi Hyuuga was given the job. Igarashi was the maiden name of their mother Kaoru. Aoi is still in college but considering they're the ones left, it would be best that they handle things on their own. Of course they have workers and associates, and their uncle as the chairman but they want to be always, if possible, a part in decision-makings.

Natsume is still packing his things while Aoi keeps on nagging him about not going to the city. Natsume's mind of course can't be changed. He stuffed the remaining garments in his luggage and stood up to check if he's forgotten anything. After a while his maids grabbed his luggage and stuffs out of the room towards the wide and open living. He took a last full view of their lobby, their pantry, garden, balcony, dining room, parlor, foyer, and library. Boris their butler, along with their maids, assisted the young master outside the manor. As he stepped out of the entrance, a car was already waiting for him.

Aoi walked towards her brother with teary eyes "guess I can't stop you from leaving huh?"

"Hn" Natsume then hugged his sister tight and roughly shook her hair. "Be a good girl. I'll be expecting the business still in good shape when I return" and smiled as he opened the car's door. He took a last look at the Hacienda Igarashi as they rode off towards Tokyo.

On the other side, Mikan Sakura is the heiress of the Yukihira Company. Her father died shortly before her birth, and her mother passed away just a couple of years ago. She has her grandfather Hiashi Yukihira as the one managing the company.

Her grandfather is strict, serious and perfectionist. Because she's the company's next owner, her grandfather wants her to be worthy and prepared for the position. However, Mikan's not the type of girl that wants to be monitored and controlled all her life. She wants to do things according to her own choice and to prove herself worthy by her own means. Of course having a life controlled by someone would produce a rebel inside a person. Thus Mikan deliberately does things which are unpleasing to her grandfather. Alas, her grandfather could hold no longer and he kicked Mikan out from the mansion.

She was forced to live in a condo unit somewhere in the city and was given monthly allowances in cash. She could only come back and regain her being heiress if she works hard to earn it.

"Shit! Grandfather blocked all my credit cards!" cursed the 24-year-old Mikan against the machine. She looked in horror as she couldn't make any single transaction.

"Of course he did, what would you expect. He isn't Hiashi for nothing you know" answered a blonde man in his early 40's. His name is Narumi Andou, the "guardian" of Mikan. He was her mother's best friend.

"Well at least he could've saved one. Damn it, he's really making me worked up" she sighed and sat down on the stairs. She was wearing casual attire: dirty-white French coat with a black sleeveless underneath, a scarf surrounding her neck, jet black leggings and a pair of boots. She usually buns her hair ruggedly and lets a few stray strand of her hair lose.

"Here, I'll let you use mine, so stand up and don't act like a baby" Narumi handed down his card and looked at Mikan as she stood up again.

"You really are a life saver" she shyly smiled and hugged her 'father-like' guardian. "Thanks a lot Narumi! Don't worry I'll pay you back as soon as I get my position"

"You don't have to, silly. As your parent, I have to give you what you needed."

"Yeah but you already give me everything I need, and besides I'm already 24, I'm no longer under your custody." She smiled and went back to the cashier to pay her groceries.

They were on their way home when Mikan suddenly wants to have a change in course.

"I think I want to see grandpa" she said as she sipped her milk tea.

"Why?"

"I-nothing.. Really, I just want to see him again" Mikan said as she looked away from Narumi's gaze.

"Hmm… Fine but don't do anything stupid, okay? You've had enough punishments and Hiashi-san won't let you get away easily." Mikan quickly nodded and Narumi turned the steering wheel towards the other direction.

Mikan entered the lobby of the huge building and as usual, she was greeted by the employees there. Some of course were shocked as to why she came with such short notice. She pranced her way towards the elevator and punched the 'up' key. As soon as the door split open, she hurriedly went inside. Unfortunately, due to her swift movements, she accidentally bumped all the keys of the elevator. As she looked at the thing that hit her, she noticed all the floor numbers were lit. Crap! Now she would tour all the floors in the building!

Amidst her awareness, a man was itching to smother her because of irritation and annoyance. She looked at her back and finally figured she wasn't alone.

"I-I… I'm really sorry mister. It's just that I was in a hurry and I have an important agenda today. I'm really, really sorry" she said as she keeps bowing her head towards the man.

Mikan's head shot up as she heard the man spoke. "Well, are you aware Miss that I too am in a hurry, and I too have an important agenda today?" the man responded sarcastically.

Mikan tried to hide her face, as low as her neck allows her and replied apologetically. "I'm really sorry sir. May I know what floor you're going?" she tried to have a quick glance at the man and saw him still as angry as ever.

"Unfortunately, it's on the 25th floor, miss"

25th floor? The only office that's settled there is her grandfather's. Then does that mean, this guy has an appointment with her grandfather? The owner of the company?

"Oh, a perfect timing then. I'm headed to that floor too."

"…" the man said nothing and the air between them don't seem to cool down.

Mikan looked at the top of the elevator to see what floor they are now. 5th?! She gulped as she realized how much time she has to endure to be with this 'unforgiving' person. Mikan looked up and down as she tapped her feet against the floor.

Come on, come on, faster!

Minutes passed and suddenly, the man that was supposed to be in fury spoke. "What is your business with Mr. Yukihira?" Mikan immediately looked his way and answered.

"I- uh, well, I want to make amendments"

"So, you're working in this company?" the tone of the man seems to be more casual that Mikan forgot the mistake she made.

"Uh, no…"

"I don't understand."

"It's kind of hard to explain. Anyway, why don't we start over? I'm Mikan Sakura" she smiled as she opened her palm towards the man.

He took the girl's hand and shook it. "Natsume Hyuuga."

They looked at each other for a moment and that signals that the tension they had a while ago was gone. And as if on cue, they finally reached the 25th floor. They walked out of the elevator and straight towards the C.E.O's office.

As soon as they reached the glass door, Mikan stepped back as if telling Natsume he'd go first. Natsume looked at her incredulously and gestured for her to go inside. However, Mikan insisted on staying, thus Natsume went inside.

Mikan sat down on the sofa as she waits for her turn. The secretary seemed to recognize her and she quickly ran off to prepare coffee. Mikan happily took the drink and thanked her.

"It's been quiet here ever since you left" the secretary said as she settled back to her desk.

Mikan placed her leg on top of the other and comfortably rests her back on the sofa. "Really? How was grandpa doing?"

"The usual, although he doesn't speak much anymore."

"…" Mikan smiled and sighed "He does rarely speak."

A couple of minutes later, the glass door creaked open and Natsume came out of the room. Mikan quickly stood up and shot Natsume a quick smile. Mikan entered the room and went straight towards the main desk.

His grandfather was seated in his office chair with his back facing her. "You haven't made an appointment with my secretary, so you can now go out of this room."

"I don't need to have an appointment grandpa. I need to talk to you."

Hiashi twirled his chair to face Mikan and cupped both of his hands and rested his chin on it. "I already told you, you have to earn it. I can't just give it to you."

Mikan sighed and looked at him. "I wasn't talking about that. I just want you to give me back my credit cards. You know very well I'm not good in budgeting."

"All the more reason for me to lessen your budget. That way you'll really learn."

"Yeah but what I'm asking is for you to spare me even just one card. Please." Mikan gave him a puppy-dog look and her grandfather eventually gave in.

Hiashi sighed and throw his hands as if saying he surrenders. "Fine, I'll activate one of your cards, but you better take watch in what you're buying. Any unnecessary purchase will be charged as merit to your budget."

Mikan squealed in joy and jumped to hug her grandfather. She kissed him on the cheek and said "Thanks grandpa, I miss you."

Hiashi patted her shoulder and gave an assuring smile. "Now, run along." With that, Mikan broke away and walked towards the door. Before she could leave, her grandfather spoke. "You better start working now. The company misses you already."

Mikan gave him a warm smile and nodded. "I will grandpa. I'll show you that I am worthy to be the heiress of our company." And she finally takes her leave.

Hiashi murmured in silence "You already have, child. Just keep on pursuing."

As Mikan walked past the sofa, he saw a figure sitting on it. She turned her head and saw Natsume Hyuuga sitting.

"What are you still doing here?" inquired Mikan.

"Hm? Waiting for you." He stoically responded. As he folded the newspaper he was currently reading.

Mikan raised her brow in confusion and gave him a confused look. "w-what?"

Natsume stood up and walked towards her. Mikan instantly lowered her head and felt a blush forming her cheeks. She could feel Natsume's body close to her.

What's this? Don't tell me he's fallen for me that easily?! Oh my gosh, we just met a few minutes ago and now he's hitting on me? What should I do? What should I do?

Mikan looked up and gave him a quick significant look. She bats her eyes and forms a coy smile on her lips. "Natsume…" she was preparing for something she isn't sure to happen. And she was thrilled to the happenings that will be uncovered. She just noticed it, but Natsume is kind of handsome, okay scratch that, Natsume is sinfully handsome. She bowed her head lower and felt her heart leap out of her rib cage. What is he going to do?

….

"You forgot your bag of groceries."

Yes, yes, I forgot my bag of…. Wait, WHAT?!

Mikan snapped out to reality and found Natsume smirking arrogantly as he placed down the plastic bag. Mikan felt horror as she saw that smirk that formed on his face.

Did she just look like she was about to kiss him?

Natsume grabbed his bag and before leaving, he shot Mikan a smirk and said "You didn't think I was going to kiss you, did you?" and walked towards the elevator. Before disappearing, he winked at Mikan who is still in a stoned position.

Mikan was strucked to the core, totally ashamed, overly embarrassed, and most of all desperately wants revenge.

Mikan composed herself and tried to erase the memory off her mind, and to erase that sinful blush on her cheeks.

Damn that Casanova jerk! He thinks he's so cute? Well cute my ass! He's going down. And who does he think he is, winking at me? Well he'd better be prepared for the consequences I'm about to retort!

With that, Mikan stormed out from the floor and went to take the stairs instead. She decided to go home, but on a different outfit: frowning eyebrows, pressed lips, balled fists and above all, beet red cheeks.

End of Chapter 1