A horrible surprise

"Please Kami Sama, don't make this day like yesterday!" A girl who was sitting on the window seat of a shabby little room did her usual morning prayer. Her smile was bright as the warm rays of the sun. Just as the sun it gave her the warmth that she always needed in her life. If it wasn't with her, her life could have become emptier. Her smile was her life. But her life…. wasn't a smile.

"Mikan Sakura, where the hell are you?"

A voice called out. She knew that voice well. And then she put an end to her dream and prepared herself for a bunch of curses.

"You…..always miss cleaning the bathrooms! You do it on purpose! I know your tricks well little girl. Now go and fetch some vegetables from the market place, and clean the bathrooms after that. And remember that you have to make a salad to my little angel! Now why are you looking at my face? Go to workkkkkkkkk! And don't make me come in to your dog cage again! Understood?"

The person put an end to her lecture and went away after making a growling sound. Mikan was really used to those cursing words of her so-called aunt. Yes she was Mikan's aunt. That means she is her deceased uncle's wife. Her uncle, her Mother's brother Misaki Azumi died 18 years ago because of a heart attack. After that Mikan was left alone with his devilish aunt and her evil daughter. Mikan had heard that her uncle had taken a promise from her aunt, Serina Azumi to take care of Mikan just as her own child. However, this promise had been already broken as Mikan was always treated as a servant in the Azumi house.

Mikan gave out a sigh and went to buy some vegetables from the market.

"Where are you going? Don't you make my salad?"

A girly voice called out. Yeah. It was the angel of that house. Shimo Azumi, Mikan's sworn enemy. She was currently applying her facial to her so-called angelic face, trying hard to hide its brown patches.

"Oh holy crap! What now?" Mikan Said to herself shaking her brunette hair.

"I'm gonna buy some vegetables for your salad Shimo" Cried out Mikan and ran towards the door before she could hear any curses for being late to make that crappy salad.

Even though she had no ease at home, she found herself extremely at ease outside. She thanked her aunt for letting her go out; even if it was for buying vegetables. She knew she could find her stoic best friend somewhere out there. That was the main reason for her happiness.

First she bought all the vegetables as fast as she could and then strayed in the town, seeking her best friend. At last she saw her.

"Hotaruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mikan cried her lungs out as she saw her best friend blackmailing someone. Blackmailing and making money was Hotaru Imai's long time job. Firstly, she caught someone's week point and then shot him or her. That was the way she blackmailed people. Poor people in Kyoto had no way to escape from that expert blackmailer "HOTARU IMAI". She always used the newest technology for her blackmailing cause, so that escaping was impossible.

Mikan was about to hug Hotaru, when,

"Baka, Baka, Baka, Baka, Baka"

Oh Kami! She was again greeted with Hotaru's usual, but painful baka gun. Guns were not in common use in this era. But Hotaru had one, her own homemade one. Oh kami! She was damn good in machinery.

Mikan was knocked down anime style. A fountain of tears was pouring down from her sparkling hazel eyes.

"Hotaru…You meanie!"

Mikan cried.

"What now idiot?" Hotaru said emotionlessly.

"I was looking for you everywhere Hotaru! Let's eat fluff puffs together?" Mikan asked, again with her usual radiant smile.

"Then buy yourself idiot. I'm not gonna pay for you. Got it?"

Hotaru said, again emotionlessly.

"Hotaru You meanie… Of course I have some collected money. I'm not going to depend on you today!"

Mikan Said with a proud voice, putting her hands on her hip.

"Then what about your debts? You owe me much. I'll send you a bill tomorrow. I haven't calculated it myself yet."

Hotaru said, how do you think? Yeah right. AGAIN EMOTIONLESSLY. (Do I have to say that again and again?)

"Oh! Hotaru, You meanie+meanie+meanie, let's go….."

Mikan said dragging Hotaru with her, still with the sweat that dropped by hearing of her debts.

Then they entered a fluff puffs shop and bought two boxes and for the first time in 19 years (Actually Mikan is also 19 now) Mikan paid for one. Then they sat on a fence by the roadway and ate. And then started talking, actually Mikan was the one who did the whole talk. What Hotaru did was giving a series of "Hn" (Did I remind you someone? Don't worry he's on the way).

Then it was time to go home. Mikan spent one and half hour with Hotaru and almost forgot that she had to go home before 12.00Am.

Then she bade farewell to Hotaru and collected her things to go home.

After a few minutes she was in front of her so-called house.

"This isn't an ordinary house, this is a haunted house" Mikan thought.

Then she rang the door bell and the door opened, revealing an unusually smiling aunt. Mikan couldn't believe that aunt Serina was actually smiling at her, not actually, however she was smiling at her. But before long Mikan found out that it was a fake one and clearly knew that she was up to something. When she entered the house she saw a strange figure sitting inside the living room. Her instincts said that something bad was going to happen. Her aunt's oddly coloured smile confirmed her thoughts. Mikan was staring suspiciously at the stranger. That person was stout and had brown patches all over his skin. His huge round nose and ugly eyes were conveying how ugly he was. Plus his big round belly made him look like a 60 years old person.

"Mikan darling, give those bags to me. You must be so tired."

After saying that Serina took the bags from Mikan and put them on a table. And then turned to surprised Mikan. Mikan knew that it was just an act before this stranger, but the question was why she was acting towards her like that before that super ugly man.

However her Question was answered without a delay.

"Mikan, now you are grown up and has become a woman. So now I can't let you stick yourself in this cage anymore. You must have your own life my dear daughter!"

"What the hell is she talking?" Mikan thought as an electric shot went through her spine. She knew this was bad, really very bad. She prepared herself for that.

"So Mikan, I want you to meet your future husband, Mr. Matsumoto, A professional wood cutter of 42 years old."

Yeah, people! Mikan is forced to marry that pig! What do you think?

Let me know that through your reviews! I'd love to achieve reviews 'cause this is my first fanfic! Criticisms are welcomed as well!

Awful Nightmare