Hey there readers! I just wanted to lay off of My Angel for a bit... and by a bit I mean a few hours before I wake up at two in the afternoon. It's 2:36 AM where I am right now. I always stay up too late reading fanfics and-

I'm rambling. Anyway, because in the past two days I uploaded four new chapters to MA, I decided to write a one-shot for one of my many favorite anime couples.

That's right. Natsume and Mikan. I was so depressed when they stopped the anime... We don't have the manga where I live T.T

By the way, this is an AU where Gakuen Alice's partners had to live together. Yeah. You know what that means.

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Out of the two, Natsume always woke up first. Today wasn't any different.

Natsume glared at the alarm clock that Mikan had set up, so that she'd actually wake up on her own. He glanced over to the body on the other bed, whose back had been facing him. He raised a brow in suspicion. Normally Polka would wake up at the loud noise.

The dark-haired boy stood and walked over to Mikan's bed, before crouching down, becoming eye-level with the girl.

Her face was red, and Natsume could see a bead of sweat running down the side of her face. He put a hand to her forehead, before his eyes widened by a fraction.

"Damnit, she's sick..." He mumbled. Natsume stood up and went to a closet. He grabbed a small towel and walked to the bathroom, soaking the towel in cold water. After hearing a small moan come from the bedroom, Natsume walked back with the towel in hand.

Mikan was awake now, and trying to sit up. "Oi. Lie down, baka." Natsume said, pushing her head back, causing her to fall back into her pillow. "W-We have to go to class..." Mikan said weakly. "You're sick, Polka. I honestly don't want to have to deal with you in class." Natsume said. He looked at the flushed girl. Natsume noticed that her hair was down, instead of her usual pigtails. His eyes traveled down to her lips, which were partly open.

Natsume averted his gaze, before throwing her the towel. "I'm going to class." He lied. Mikan didn't object but instead rested the towel on her forehead, before staring at the ceiling.

Natsume changed into his uniform, of course in the bathroom, before walking out.

But knowing our little Kuro Neko, he didn't go to class... Right? No, he went to the school nurse's office. Natsume walked in, gaining the nurse's attention. "Natsume? What are you doing here?" She said, looking for any case of injury or illness. "I need medicine." He demanded.

"For?" Miss. Yui (Made up character) asked. "Cold." Miss. Yui nodded and looked at her cabinet. "May I ask who this is for? You seem fine." Miss. Yui said, as she got out a bottle. "That's none of your concern." Natsume snapped, obviously not wanting to say who it was for.

"If you don't tell me, I won't give it to you." Miss. Yui said. Natsume glared at the woman in front of him. But, unlike every other spineless female, excluding Hotaru and Mikan, Miss. Yui stood her ground. "And you know fairly well that your alice won't work in here." Miss. Yui added. It's true, after a certain incident, the nurse's office was nearly set on fire. Hm. Wonder why?

"It's for that baka who lives in my dorm, now give it to me." Natsume said, his glare hardening. Miss. Yui rolled her eyes. "Jeez. Here. Only give this to her after she's ate or drank something." Miss. Yui said, tossing the bottle to Natsume, who she knew would catch it with ease.

Natsume walked back to their dorm, and entered the bedroom. Mikan was now sitting up, looking at her phone. Natsume could still see the redness on her cheeks. And the fact that her breathing was uneven told him she wasn't okay just yet. "What did I tell you, Polka? Lie down." Natsume said, taking her phone.

Mikan's flushed face turned redder as she tried to take the phone back. "G-Give it back Natsume!" She yelled, reaching up for it. Natsume just raised the phone higher. "Lie down, baka." He said, before looking up at the phone.

Mikan had been texting Hotaru. Natsume's brow raised when he saw what she was typing to her.

'I know Taru! Mou... y do you want me to tell him so badly? it's just a crush...'

'Baka. You know it isn't 'just a crush'. Besides, if I took pictures of it, I would be a billionair.'

'You're so mean Taru. it's not like he likes me back anyway'

Their conversation stopped there. "So Polka has a crush, now does she?" He taunted. Mikan's red face turned redder, before she got to her knees, still not strong enough to stand. "Give it back...!" She said again. While reaching for the phone, Mikan was slightly leaning on Natsume, her face close enough for him to feel her breath on his neck.

"Give it back!" Mikan begged. "What if I don't want to?" He paused. "Polka." He smirked at her expression. She had reached for it again, but this time leaning to far, causing the two to fall backwards. Before they could fall, Natsume snaked his arm around Mikan's waist, while landing on his other hand. The phone, luckily had landed on Natsume's bed.

Natsume was about to tell Mikan to get off, before he noticed her state. Her eyes were half-lidded, and she was sweating a lot more now. She mumbled something into his shirt, before going limp in his arms. He knew she had passed out. He grumbled something incoherent before picking her up, and placing her on her own bed. He quickly grabbed the towel that lay nearby and wet it again, putting it on his forehead.

It wasn't long before he got a text message on his own phone.

'I know the baka's sick. You better not let her do anything stupid.'

Natsume rolled his eyes at the text. That was totally a Hotaru Text.

'Also, read her text messages. I'm sure you'd be glad to find out who she likes.'

Natsume stared at the phone. How the hell did Hotaru know- Oh wait. It's Hotaru. He looked over to her phone, which hadn't turned off yet, and took it, sitting down on his bed.

He scrolled up on her text messages with Hotaru.

'Just tell him already. Your constant whining is annoying.'

'Taru, you know if i told him, he'd avoid be like the plague, or be an asshole and tease me about it.'

'That's true. But what if he likes you?'

'Hotaru, i thought we talked about this. He would never like me :l'

'You never know. That bastard is always hiding his feelings.'

'Natsume is not a bastard, Taru. -.- besides i'd rather be whatever you'd call our relationship than having him ignore me.'

Natsume looked at his name in shock. No way. The loud, energetic, always happy girl in front of him liked him? No. He looked at the feverish girl. He sighed, turning her phone off, before walking off to the sakura tree.

After reading that text, images of Mikan flooded his mind. Damn that Hotaru. And damn her.

Natsume didn't go back until after classes were finished. He entered their bedroom again, this time, seeing her sleeping self. He entered the room, and just stared at her. More like glare, but let's keep it at that.

After a while, she stirred. She opened her eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them. Natsume put a hand to her forehead. It had gone down, but the abnormal heat was still there. "Natsume...?" She mumbled, blinking. "Who else? The easter bunny?" He said, sitting on his bed.

"Thank you... for caring..." Mikan said, still half-asleep. "Who said I cared?" Natsume retorted. Mikan smiled. "Miss. Yui came by at lunch. She said that you... bought medicine. It worked... I feel much better now." She said, pointing to the bottle on a nearby table.

Natsume looked at Mikan. Her cheeks were still a bit pink, she was just staring at him with this look. His eyes trailed down, from her eyes, to her nose, to her lips. They were pink and thin. "Is there... something on my face?" Mikan asked slowly, raising a hand to her cheek. Natsume's eyes narrowed when her pinky had touched her lip.

"Damn you." He said, now glaring at the girl. "What-"

There was no longer any space between them. Natsume had reached over and kissed Mikan. Mikan's eyes widened. Once she recovered from shock, she kissed back, resting her hands on his chest.

When they parted for air, Mikan looked at him in shock. "N-Natsume what are you-"

Natsume kissed her again, cupping her cheek. He pulled away, and stared into MIkan's large hazel eyes.

"You just... kissed me..." She said, obviously still surprised. Natsume smirked at her. "And I'm going to again." And he did.

Buzz...

'You owe me, baka. - H'

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This was a weak fic. :P But cut me some slack, it's now 3:35, and I'm tired as hell. Goodnight my dear readers. Or good morning. I don't know where you are.