Disclaimer: The characters here are owned by Higuchi Tachibana-sama.
A/N: I am so sorry I haven't updated much! Junior year is just so tough. I've been studying most of the time. Anyway, I've rewritten all my stories except for the oneshots (I'm still thinking whether or not I should rewrite them too). So, this is the new version/ rewritten version of "You will be Mine". I changed some of the scenes and also the characters. But I think you'd find it good or at least, improved. I vow to find more time to write stories and update them. For the mean time, I hope you'd enjoy reading this fic. Sorry for the errors! Didn't have time to proofread. R&R please! Bye~ see you in the next chappie!

A Change of Heart
Chapter One: Natsume Hyuuga

"They're sheep, following the herd. They vote for the so-called popular people because it's simple. Surface beauty: blonde hair, blue eyes"-she was looking at me-"is always easy to recognize. But if someone is braver, stronger, smarter, that's harder to see." –Kendra Hilferty from Beastly by Alex Flinn

-;-

Ring. Ring. Ring.
A girl of fifteen awoke at the startling ring of her phone. She sat up, groaned, and answered the call.

"Hello?" she croaked, squinting her hazelnut eyes in the daylight and scratching her head which disheveled her auburn hair even more.

"Mikan, it's Anna," the caller paused and the brunette could feel the hesitation in her voice. She was about to speak up and tell the caller to go on when the voice spoke again in a rush, "I'm really sorry to interrupt you especially on your day-off but there's a bit of a problem here. You see, one of the waitresses caught a flue last night and couldn't go to work today so we're lacking staff and—"

"It's fine, Anna," Anna was cut short by Mikan who stretched and reluctantly got off her bed, "I'll be there in a few minutes," Mikan added.

"Mikan, I'm so sorry—"Anna tried to explain but was interrupted yet again.

"It's fine, Anna. No need to fuss," Mikan replied in what she hoped was a kind manner.

"Thank you, Mikan! Oh, such a great friend, you are!" Anna exclaimed cheerfully and Mikan was satisfied to hear her friend in high spirits again.

"Sure, see you in a bit," and she hung up.

-;-

Mikan Sakura walked the busy roads of Hogsville- a city where you could find buildings, towers, cafés, night clubs, and the like from here and there. She passed by the tall and wide gates leading to Alice Academy- an elite school for the wealthy and intellectual people-where she currently goes to as a junior.

"Hey, Mikan!" a slim young lady with curly bubble-gum pink hair and astonishing blue eyes greeted gaily the moment Mikan stepped into the small café and sniffed the aroma of Cappuccino and strawberry cakes.

"Hey," Mikan replied, smiling faintly as she looked around the place. There was a table filled with a bunch of Alice Academy high school students who were laughing boisterously at a rather ludicrous joke. Another table was occupied by an old couple who were chattering quietly about the unruly behavior of kids nowadays. On the third table, three teenage girls were giggling and glancing at the table where the high school students were settled. And a quiet, indifferent girl who had short, pitch black hair and alluring purple eyes and whose skin was as white and as fragile-looking as porcelain, was seated on the last table located at the far corner of the café. She paid no attention to her surroundings and was deeply engaged on whatever she was typing on her silver and lilac laptop.

"Imai's been quite busy lately. Says she has this important work to finish. Have you any idea what it is?" Anna asked conversationally as her eyes followed Mikan's gaze.

"Reckon it's a new invention or something. Well, she did mention the other day that some company was willing to pay her anything just to get her working under them," replied Mikan as they walked side by side towards the staff room, Mikan towering over Anna by an inch.

"And she turned them down, didn't she?" asked Anna even though she already knew the answer.

"Yeah, and that's the fifth offer she turned down this week. What a waste, if you ask me. If she accepted, she'd be swimming in gold by now," Mikan answered as she opened her locker and got her uniform out which includes an orange blouse, a black skirt and a white apron with frills at the edges.

"But if she did accept the offer, you'd rarely see your best friend, wouldn't you?" said Anna who was watching Mikan with a concerned expression. Mikan went inside the changing room.

"I can manage. I mean, if she really wants to meet me, I'd be always on the go. Besides, Hotaru's not the talkative type so I guess there's not much to miss, is there?" responded Mikan but her voice was slightly muffled and Anna guessed that she was pulling off her white shirt with a bear's head printed on it.

"No, I s'pose not," smiled Anna.

"So, who's sick today?" asked Mikan who was eager to keep the conversation going.

"Oh, it's Nonoko. She says she caught the flu from Yuu Tobita, you know him, don't you? The smart guy with glasses?" Mikan gave a muffled yes and Anna continued, "They were working on their Chemistry project together in the library yesterday and Nonoko swore she heard Yuu cough once. I asked Nonoko how can she be so sure when she only heard him cough once. She told me Yuu was maybe hiding the fact that he's sick from her. Anyway, Nonoko's temperature was so high last night that it worried her parents to the core. They thought she had a fatal disease or something," Anna stopped as Mikan went out of the changing room, her brown hair more messed up than ever.

"Lucky she didn't catch anything lethal," Mikan replied as she placed her folded clothes inside her locker, "though I still hope she'd get well soon. Exams are coming and I need all the help I can get in Chemistry," she added as she closed her locker and brushed her hair.

Anna chuckled. "She's going to be fine. She told me she's feeling better after a good night's sleep. She'd heal up in no time," she said. "Oh, I forgot. D'you remember Mizumi-chan?" she blurted out suddenly.

"Yeah, she resigned the other day, didn't she? I didn't like her much myself. Nasty little brat, that girl is," said Mikan harshly as she recalled Mizumi's insults and cruel laughter.

"Me either. If only we weren't that desperate for staff that time then I wouldn't have accepted her. It was like hell broke loose whenever she came here," Anna said in a regretful tone, "Anyway, I found a replacement," she added as they stopped behind the counter. A tall and fit lady with straight dark pink hair that stopped an inch below her shoulders and odd yet attractive amethyst eyes was attending to customers lined up in front of the cash register. Anna tapped her lightly on the shoulder. The girl turned around and greeted them.

"Hi, Anna," the girl said, smiling as she handed out change to a wealthy-looking irate woman.

"Hi, Misaki," Anna greeted back, "I'd like you to meet Mikan Sakura. She also works here," she added as she gestured her hand at Mikan. Mikan smiled politely. Then Anna gestured at Misaki while saying, "And this is Misaki Harada. She's our new employee. She also goes to Alice Academy with us, though as a senior."

"Really? Cool! Nice to meet you," Mikan said merrily as she put out her hand.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too," Misaki replied as she took Mikan's outstretched hand and shook it.

A loud roar of laughter erupted from the table of the high school students, disrupting the comfortable silence the café offers to its customers.

"Can you keep it down?" Anna reprimanded them but they did not listen. One even jumped on the table and imitated a monkey. He ended his representation by sticking his tongue out at Anna and the others. This got on Mikan's nerves and Anna, seeing that her friend was about to reach her boiling point and she knew the consequences when it happens, told Mikan to stay behind and let her handle this as the café's manager.

Not long after Anna left her, Mikan strode as fast as lightning towards the boisterous baboons for she heard Anna shriek, "Cut it out!"

"Let go of her, idiot," Mikan demanded furiously as she glared at the guy with sandy-brown hair and gray eyes who was currently gripping Anna's arm.

"How dare you call me an idiot!" the sandy-haired dude shouted at Mikan though his charmingly playful face did not give an impression that he was angry.

"You are an idiot, Koko. There's no point in denying it," a girl with green perms and had emeralds for eyes said casually. The others snickered. Koko scowled.

"Wow, thanks a lot," Koko replied with a rejected face, "anyway, Miss…?" he turned to Mikan.

"It's Mikan," Mikan replied, her glare unwavering.

"Right, Miss Mikan, your friend here told me that I looked more like a baboon than her and I wouldn't let that one slip so easily," Koko replied, throwing an offended look towards Anna who was still trying her best to liberate her arm from his tight grasp.

"Well, she wasn't lying," Mikan felt a sudden desire to laugh but knew better to restrain it. The others roared with laughter.

"Why you—" Koko was about to curse when a boy with tousled purplish black hair silenced him.

"Shut it, Koko," the boy, who was slouched on his seat, his feet on the table and his arms supporting his head, said then any noise coming from their table died out.

"You. Mikan, isn't it?" the boy asked, taking his shoes off the table which left black blots. Mikan looked from the table to him with a disgusted face and nodded slightly. "Oh, sorry 'bout that. Anyway, if you don't want this to happen again, tell your cute friend here"-he pointed at Anna who glared at him-"to watch her words. She should know better than to insult my friend in front of me."

Mikan looked at him disbelievingly, "So it's her fault now? Weren't you the ones who started acting like buffoons from the very beginning? Now, your friend deserves what he got and why do we care if you're here or not? Anna has a mind of her own. She does what she thinks is right. And, you're not the boss of me," she said bravely.

"You ugly little filth! You dare to speak to Natsume-sama like that! Shame on you!" the girl with green perms cried out in the boy's defense. Everyone in the room had turned their heads toward the commotion, holding their breaths as the scene unfolds in front of them, everyone except Hotaru Imai who simply stopped typing but seemed to be listening intently.

"So, I'm the 'ugly little filth' now, huh? What happened to 'Mikan-chan' or 'Mik'?" asked Mikan but she did not wait for an answer, "If there's anyone in this place that should be ashamed of herself, it's you, you dirty social climber. Leaving us-your true friends-and hanging out with these people instead because you think you'd get some of their popularity? Ingenious," Mikan said, rounding on the said girl.

"Can't move on from the past, can you? Still sulking that I left your loser of a group? You're just jealous, aren't you? Because I can hang out with the coolest guys in school which I know you would die for," the girl with green perms retorted smugly.

"And by 'coolest' you mean-smokers, drunkards, and the dumbest people to walk the surface of the earth," Mikan said. Smugness was wiped off from the girl's face.

"Sharp tongue you've got. You'd do well by holding it," a deep voice inquired, drowning the girl's continuous shouts of insults and protests. Mikan turned and found herself in front of Natsume who was several inches taller than her.

"Sorry to disappoint you but no way in hell can you make me shut up," Mikan replied, craning her neck a bit to meet Natsume's crimson red eyes.

"Before I shut you up, I just want to ask, do you know who I am?" Natsume asked, moving forward until their foreheads touch the tiniest bit and gazed into Mikan's hazel orbs.

"It's Natsukini, isn't it?" Mikan answered, slightly trembling under Natsume's intent stare. The others who were still seated and were listening hard, stifled their laughter, "anyway, why would I know a stupid, arrogant, foul creature—"

Mikan was silenced by soft lips pressed against hers.

Natsume lifted his head and said with his deep, velvety voice, "I'm Natsume Hyuuga."