I do not own Gakuen Alice, so I disclaim.
O. Chapter one .O
x. Mikan-chan .x
Shouda Sumire had been babbling about this and that, while I just got out of the science laboratory.
"So, are you coming or not?" She asked, looking at me.
"Huh?" I replied dully. I was feeling really dizzy. I feel my face getting hot, my pulse beating fast, my spine chilling and the hairs on the back of my neck standing.
"Are you alright?" her brows furrowing. "You look green." She finished off.
"Yah, uhm, I just… need to go to the bathroom for a minute."
I ran to the bathroom, before she finished 'okay' and locked myself in the last cubicle.
I kneeled in front of the toilet and barfed all that I ate for breakfast. I recognized the oatmeal. Ew.
"Mikan-chan?" She knocked at the door, sounding concerned "Hey, are you alright? Do you want to go to the clinic?"
"Uh…no,no…I'm…fine, yeah,I'm fine." I stammered, clutching my belly with my arms. "I just…want to go home." I groaned, "can you accompany me to Mrs. Cooper?"
"Oh. Sure,sure." I pushed the door open, Sumire helped me up and grabbed my book bag.
x. Faculty Building .x
"Mrs. Cooper, May I be excused?"
The chubby woman, who looked no more than 40, looked up from the computer screen.
"What's wrong, Ms. Yukihara?" She asked politely, looking at my pale reflection and arm on Sumire's shoulder, down to my finger, then she understood.
Her short, stubby fingers pressed on a small, blue button beside her. "Nurse Amy, give Miss Yukihira an ice pack, please?" She called form the intercom and straightened her purple uniform, which was really fitting. She signed a pink excuse slip and pinned it on the corkboard behind her chair.
Nurse Amy burst out from the door, ice pack on hand and handed it to me, after caressing my forehead, then she went back to the clinic.
Mrs. Cooper indicated us to sit down on the waiting bench beside her cubicle-d office.
"Uh, Mikan-chan, I have to go…" She said, glancing at her watch "…I have only 15 minutes left for lunch and I need to grab a bite…" She trailed off, smiling sheepishly.
"Oh, sorry, Monchou's waiting for you, right?"
She nodded. They had been dating for two months now. Monchou is the fastest runner in our school's foot ball team and Sumire is the fastest runner when chased by dogs, which usually happens a lot since she lives in a neighborhood full of canines.
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You're wondering why they want to chase her?
Because she has this food, which really appeals to the taste of the canines, which she called as 'DIET FOOD', when I asked her where she got it… she just giggled and shrugged.
Yeah, she's weird like that and really twisted.
So, anyway, you see their chemistry…NO? Well, sorry if not.
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She waved at me before she left and ran to the school's cafeteria.
Mrs. Cooper was still getting through the phone for my fetcher.
I can drive; of course, I'm 17 like any other teenagers here in school.
I have a yellow Porsche for a first car, but to feel like I belonged I worked part-time in a coffee shop in the mall and saved up for a Rusty Red Chevrolet truck. Well, I paid for its initial installment, but Dad paid the full amount after he saw my truck when I got home and forced me to quit. I didn't argue hard, because the coffee shop really paid low despite its popularity in the mall.
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My father, by the way is the owner of hundreds of companies and places. He's a tycoon, for short. I really don't intervene in any of his work-related whatnots, so I'm not really sure what're his concentrations as his titles.
My mother is someone simpler. She's a world-famous archaeologist, who first discovered the hidden treasures of Cleopatra.
Determined to find out more, she left and never came back to us. She travelled and decided to become an explorer, an adventurer.
She sends post cards every now and then when and if she knows where she is.
My father doesn't mind, anyway. Though it is killing him inside he lets mother be.
One day, I asked him why, and read the sorrow in his eyes, but, still he managed to smile.
"If you love someone set them free, as long as she's happy, let her be." He just said.
I frowned at him, but he just resumed with his work.
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BEEP! BEEP!
I jumped on my seat and looked out the window: a black Mercedes is currently parked I front of the building, engine running.
I was completely startled that I didn't hear Mrs. Cooper calling my name for the nth time.
"Mikan-chan, are you alright?" She asked, shaking me softly to consciousness.
"I'm…fine" I looked at her blankly. "I'm fine." I repeated, reassuring her.
She looked doubtful, but decided to shrug it off and smiled.
I got up and forced myself to smile back and drag my bag and feet, which felt like a hundred ton heavier than usual.
A guy in tux got out of the driver's seat and went to open the passenger's door, when he saw me get out of the faculty building.
"What took you so long?" he muttered to my ear. I flinched as usual, he chuckled.
He always chuckle or smirk when he thought that I look funny.
I slid in, he closed the door after me and started to drive, I clutched my bag for safety.
I hope he doesn't feel my pulse thumping really hard, or my heart beating really fast.
I'm really uncomfortable, when alone with him sometimes, especially when I am in a humiliating situation.
The silence was really awkward for him, but safe for me. I just stared outside, watched the places go and the time ticking.
"So…" he shuffled uneasily "What happened to you?"
I took my time answering.
"I fainted."I mumbled covering my face with my bag and waited for 'it' to come, for I know how low his sense of humor is, he laughs at almost every possible thing that'll awkwardly happen to me, especially because I am clumsiness' alter-ego.
He let it register first from his ears to his feet. He barked a laughter that can shake the whole world if he wants to.
After turning ripe-tomato red with embarrassment, he eyed me and asked me the reason why I fainted.
"Blood typing." I murmured.
"Oh?" he looked amused. "Can I see your finger?" he smiled teasingly.
He pulled over. We're in our mansion. I opened the door and almost run to my room.
I didn't take a shower though my body is sweating cold, because I may faint naked big time.
I stripped off and got dressed in jeans and thin, white, long-sleeved shirt and wore a comfy Big Bang foot sock. (a GD Chibi)
I zipped open my bag, fished my cell phone, wallet and iPOD.
I put it on my speakers, tuned to maximum volume with my favorite rock and pop songs.
I rolled on my back and stared at the bed's posts.
My eyelids are starting to flutter, I turned to my side, feeling relaxed when my phone suddenly rang.
'Do you wanna die?' my phone's ring tone repeatedly sang. I picked it up from my drawer, sat up and flipped it open not bothering to look at the Caller ID.
"Hello?" I hesitated.
"Ah, Babe. Where are you? You're not here wearing those PE shorts. Hmn. I didn't see your legs." He greeted rudely.
Urgh. I shouldn't have answered it.
"Okay… bye!" I flipped my phone shut, and rubbed my temple.
It was Ruka Nogi ; the quarter back of our football team. I broke up with him before quitting cheerleading. He is such a JERK, now I wonder why I even dated him.
I threw my phone on my bed and decided to go out of the room.
As I opened the door, a smirk greeted me. He put both his hands on my waist and blew his warm-cold breath on my ear.
"You ran away again." He whispered, locking my door, he pulled me in and grinned.
I blushed. "I…I…What?" Oops, a mistake. I shouldn't have looked him in his eyes- His deep, crimson red eyes. I bit my bottom lip and he kissed me on my cheek. I blushed harder.
He pushed me gently on my bed, removes the hair on my face and gripped both my wrists over my head.
He was on top of me. He kissed me lightly on my forehead, nose and cheeks.
He never fell on my lips. Why? Because it was a family tradition. If a girl of the family wants her lips to be kissed, she will be the one to make the first move. Yes, it was made centuries ago, but he respects that law and my innocence.
He was eating my neck, OK not literally but, I can't describe what he was doing, I just feel like he's eating my neck. It was tickly so I moaned, he smirked. Annoying.
"Done!" He said, looking at my neck.
"Huh? What?"
He grinned and stood, still looking at me. I touched my neck and went to my bathroom.
I groaned. "Hyuuga!" I shouted. He came to the bathroom and stood beside me.
He snorted looking at our reflection. "What?" he asked.
"What is this! Are you a vampire? But, if so… urgh! What the hell is this bruise for!" I demanded.
"hmn." He thought it over. "A kiss mark" he smiled his cocky but still cute smile.
I marched out of the room and screamed "DADDY!" while knocking down the door of his house-office.
"yes, Mikan?" He poked his head out of his big oak door.
"Look at this!" I said, strained, pointing at my neck.
His eyes twinkled and grinned "A kiss mark! I'm so proud of you, Natsume." He looked at him.
"I know that." Natsume smirked.
I looked at both of them and rolled my eyes. "Boys!" I hissed and went down the stairs, hearing them laughing.
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I pushed the door to the kitchen and peered inside.
The kitchen staffs were startled "Good evening, mademoiselle "they chorused.
"uhm, hey. Uhh, do you have ice cream?"
"Of course, mademoiselle. What flavor would you like to have?"
"Green Tea. I want eat fresh from the tub. I don't want it on a platter or something."
"As you wish, mademoiselle. It'll be ready in seconds."
I nodded and went on my usual seat in our house theater room. Tonight, I decided to watch my downloaded marathon of CSI: Las Vegas.
As promised, my ice cream was brought to me in just seconds.
Before finishing the marathon and after eating up my ice cream. I didn't even notice that I fell asleep.
x. Natsume-kun .x
He was engaged to the heiress of the #1 Top Tycoon-According to Forbes.
Her father personally picked me to be his only daughter's fiancée over all of other bachelor successors in his list.
My father was his best friend before my dad died couple of years ago. My mother died after I was born.
He took me in.
And me feeling and hoping not to be spoiled, I wished to be his right hand and kind-of-personal assistant in any way.
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I walked to my room and changed my tuxedo to a blue long-sleeved shirt, baggy jeans and white socks.
I combed my tousled, raven hair with my fingers and decided to eat popcorn, drink soda and maybe watch a movie.
As I got down to my favorite seat in the middle row I saw that the CSI: Las Vegas marathon was playing on screen, Mikan's favorite.
I walked to her usual seat and saw her head tilted to the side, sleeping.
She's so cute. I walked towards her and carried her in my arms back to her suite.
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x. Mikan-chan .x
I didn't know how I came back to my room. Maybe, I slept walk.
I shrugged it off and looked at my alarm clock: 4:30 AM.
Right, I slept early while watching the marathon.
I changed into my sweat pants, sleeveless tube and hoodie. I resolved to go jogging around the mansion.
I removed my iPOD from the speakers and strapped it on my upper limb, head phones on.
I spent my extra hour running around the house, when I bumped into something and my butt fell into the ground, I looked up to what or who it was and groaned.
He looked interested " You look particularly sexier today" he complimented, pulling me up.
"Up so early?" he asked, walking me towards the main entrée of the mansion.
"Yeah. It's tiring to go back to sleep and also a waste of time. How did I end up sleeping on my bed, anyway?" I asked, unconsciously.
He smiled, his innocent eyes version showing "I carried you, duh."
I blushed once again, I dunno why, but the idea of me leaning on his toned chest is, well, embarrassing. Or am I being too shallow and conservative?
O. End of Chapter One .O
I make all my stories in a rush and leisurely.
This was made during the summer, I just uploaded it now, out of depression.
Nah, just kidding. I uploaded it now, because I was thinking about the plot if I can finish it off or not.
Anyway, I am twisting each and everyone's attitude and personality to my own accord.
Sincerely, DrScribblesDoodleyy
xoxo