Entering Alice Academy

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This story is currently being edited.

When Mikan was six years old, her hobby was collecting bugs, which her mother greatly opposed. When she was eight years old, Mikan's dream was to become a plumber, which her mother greatly opposed to too. On the day of Mikan's tenth birthday, she went up to her parents, with the look on her face saying that she had decided her future occupation. Her mother clung weakly onto her husband for support as they both waited for the absurd hobby or occupation to come out of Mikan's mouth; however they were astonished at the normality of the new hobby. Mikan had said she wanted to play basketball. From then on, she hadn't changed her like of basketball, and her parents were relieved to find that their daughter had settled with a normal hobby.

Mikan ran a brush through her long chestnut hair as she hummed a tuneless song to herself. Once she was finished getting the tangles out of her hair, she put her brush down and stood up to open her window. As she opened the window, sunlight slowly trickled into her room and landed on the basketball that was in the corner of Mikan's room. Mikan followed the small trail of light and her gaze landed on her basketball. A smile tugged at her lips. It was the basketball her father had given her for her 10th birthday, igniting her love of basketball.

"Mikan-chan, breakfast is ready!" she heard her mother call from the living room below.

"Coming!" Mikan yelled back and changed out of her teddy-bear pyjamas and into a casual t-shirt and pair of jeans. As Mikan closed her bedroom door behind her as she heard several alarm clocks go off in the room beside her. She sighed and stomped over to the room.

"Onii-chan, get up already, your alarm clocks are driving me mad!" Mikan shouted impatiently to her older brother, Kazuya, she could barely hear herself over the shrill rings of the clocks. She heard several loud thumps and the alarm clocks reluctantly stopped ringing. Smiling to herself, Mikan entered the living room and immediately, the smell of pancakes overwhelmed her.

"Good morning, Mikan-chan, we're having pancakes today!" her mother chirped. Mikan hooted and sat down at the table.

"Where's Father?" Mikan asked energetically, swinging her legs under the table, almost kicking a chair over.

"In the study, he'll come as soon as he smells food," her mother chuckled while flipping a pancake over.

Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt! Mikan let out a small gasp and she fumbled around in her pocket for her phone, and finally, she managed to fish it out. She answered by sliding her finger across the phone's touch screen.

"Hello?"

"Have you looked in the mail yet?"

"Eh? Hotaru? Why?"

"Look and you'll see."

"Is that Hotaru-chan?" Mikan's mother asked. Mikan nodded.

"I'm going to check the mail," Mikan stated, jerking her thumb to the door and rushed out, still holding the phone.

Mikan flipped through the letters in the letterbox, looking for her name.

"Um…Yukihara Mikan…No…Um…Eh? Yukihara Ren?"

Mikan stared at the letter with the name 'Yukihara Ren' on it. She checked the address, and it was right.

"I just knew you'd forget, remember? The Alice Academy is an all-boys school, so we had to enrol ourselves as boys," Mikan heard Hotaru sigh over the phone.

"Oh! I forgot! Ahaha…" Mikan sheepishly laughed while ripping the envelope open with barely containable excitement.

To Mr Yukihara Ren

We are pleased to announce that you have passed the test for entering the Alice Academy, Tokyo's best all-boys sports school, and have officially earned a place in it. We hope that you will prosper into a fine sportsman in the future under the guidance of our gifted teachers. Please note that the Alice Academy is a boarding school, and you will only be allowed to return home during holidays.

School resumes on the 18th of June.

Regards, the Alice Academy

"H-Hotaru! I-I passed!"

"That's good for you."

"D-Did you pass?"

Mikan's hands were still shaking from excitement.

"Yes, remember to pack soon, school starts in one week."

"I will!"

Saying that, Hotaru abruptly hung up. Mikan was too in high spirits to care, she waltzed back into the kitchen and seated herself at the kitchen table. Mikan waited for the rest of the family to sit down too before announcing her good news. Her mother placed a plate, filled with pancakes in front of her.

"What happened? You're in good spirits!" her mother sai as she served the other members of the family.

"Guess what? Well, I got in!" Mikan squeaked.

"Got in to what?" her brother, Kazuya muttered, still half-asleep.

"The Alice Academy!" Mikan yelled in frustration, no one was listening to her.

There was silence.

Her Father, who was reading the newspaper lowered it and stared at Mikan.

"Eh? Isn't that the school I go to?" Kazuya asked, breaking the silence.

"Oh! That's great for you!" her mother gushed.

"I know, we're so proud of you!" her father added.

"Y-You aren't mad that like I decided to go to an all-boys school right?" Mikan tentatively asked.

"No! Of course not! It's wonderful to fulfil your dreams, although I am a little worried about it being an all-boys school, but your brother is there and your uncle, Shiki, is the headmaster there, so I guess it'll be fine," her mother said.

"Did Hotaru get in?" Kazuya asked, asking the obvious.

"Yup~" Mikan replied, shoving a mouthful of pancake into her mouth. She closed her eyes in delight, the pancake was so soft and the butter and syrup added just enough sweetness. "These are seriously good," she murmured to herself.

After breakfast, Mikan helped her mother wash up.

"Mikan-chan, I think you'll need to cut your hair," her mother said. The dish Mikan was drying almost slipped from her hand. There was no way Mikan was going to cut her hair. She had looked like a boy ever since she was young, and finally, her mother agreed to let her grow her hair long in high school.

"I don't want to! How about hmm…..how about we get a wig?"

"Let me think for a moment…..that actually might be possible, I'll go check with our hairdresser to see if they can arrange a wig for you."

"Really? Thankyou so much! I loooveee you!"

Mikan's mother smiled and continued covering the dishes in dishwashing liquid.

Mikan tucked her hair into the wig and pulled it onto her head. It fit snugly.

"Wow, I look like a boy," Mikan remarked.

"Hahaha! You really do look like a boy now, just like before, when you were younger!" Kazuya teased. Mikan shot him a death glare that immediately shut him up.

"Mikan, you should go pack now, school starts tomorrow," Mikan's father advised.

"Ok." Mikan nodded and tucked back a loose strand of hair, which fell out of the wig.

After taking the wig off, Mikan raced upstairs to pack her bags. She dragged her suitcase out and flipped it open.

"Need any help?" her mother asked, poking her head into Mikan's bedroom. Mikan nodded appreciatively. "What's supplied there, at the school?"

"Um…I remember it being, toiletries, uniform, bed, blanket and food, of course."

"Then, I think the only necessities we need to pack are your casual clothes."

"I-I want to bring…my…um…comfort items too…"

Mikan's mother laughed. Mikan's face turned beetroot red and she looked away.

"Aw, you're so cute when you're embarrassed! I'll go get your clothes, boyish ones right?"

Mikan nodded gratefully.

"I feel kind of nervous, I mean, like pretending to be a boy," Mikan admitted.

"Of course you would, but you've got Hotaru too."

Mikan smiled and looked around for the toys she wanted to bring.

After a while, they finally finished packing. Mikan flopped herself on her bed and wiped her forehead.

"Finally done!" she sighed.

"I'm going to prepare lunch now, call me if you need me."

Mikan heard the door close and she did the same thing with her eyes. She was excited and nervous at the same time. Mikan would have to adopt a new voice and act like a guy. It was quite pressuring to think that she would have to do that for the rest of her high-school life. With those worries flying around her head, Mikan fell asleep, only to be awoken for lunch soon.

"Hotaru!" Mikan shouted, running towards the black car that waited outside her house.

"Hurry up and get in, we're going to be late," Hotaru snapped from inside the car. She didn't like and would not be delayed.

"It wasn't my fault! Onii-chan wouldn't wake up no matter what!" Mikan blamed, pointing at Kazuya who was running behind her.

"Oi! Don't blame it on me, you brat! It wasn't entirely my fault!" Kazuya denied loudly.

"Both of you, shut up and get in the car," Hotaru silenced.

Soon, everyone was inside the car and they began travelling. It was quite a long trip; it took a few hours to reach the Alice Academy. Mikan had fallen asleep in the process, and was snoring quietly with her head lolling on the window.

"We have arrived," the driver stated, waking Mikan with his voice.

Mikan drowsily tottered out of the car, followed by Hotaru and Kazuya. She lifted her head and immediately, all her sleepiness was blown away. The school was huge! The main building towered over her, making Mikan feel insignificant.

"Amazed? Well that isn't all of the school, this is only the main division where lessons take place, there are still dormitories, dining halls, sport halls, swimming pools, ovals and much more," someone beside them stated emotionlessly.

Mikan turned her head around to see a thin woman dressed in a simple black dress. Her lips were puckered and it looked like she was sucking on a lemon, when she wasn't. She narrowed her already small eyes at them. Mikan had to admit, the woman looked pretty ugly.

"What are you looking at?" the woman asked in an adenoidal voice. Mikan guiltily shook her head and averted her gaze back to the school.

"Ah. Mr Yukihara Ren, Mr Imai Haruto and Mr Yukihara Kazuya, isn't it?" another voice, male, asked. Mikan whipped her head around the other way to see her uncle, Shiki. "Hati-san, you are dismissed now, please finish working on the files I sent you. Ren-san, Haruto-san, follow me."

The woman who greeted them left, leaving Mikan and the others with Shiki.

"Kazuya-san, you can go ahead to your room and unpack, I'll show these two their rooms," Shiki said. Kazuya grinned and waved goodbye before dashing off to talk to his friends. Once they were alone, Shiki said in a low voice, "Make sure you two don't disclose your genders to anyone, I shall do my best to prevent that from happening, but I cannot watch over you all the time. If you disclose your genders, I am afraid to say that I have no control over what happens."

"Y-yes!" Mikan said and Hotaru nodded. Shiki, carried their luggage, one in each hand, and walked off.

"Follow me, we're going to the dormitories now," were his only words.

"He's so strong, I had major trouble with my suitcase!" Mikan whispered to Hotaru who ignored her.

Soon, they reached the dormitories. It was humongous, even bigger than the main hall, which was ginormous. Mikan's eyes bulged out and her jaw dropped to the ground. Even Hotaru was a little shaken although she tried to cover it up.

"A-Actually, I have something I need to tell you two," Shiki admitted, breaking Mikan and Hotaru's trance.

"Go ahead," Hotaru stated, her eyes still on the dormitory. Mikan noticed that Shiki looked a little sheepish.

"Well, you see, you're probably expecting a room to yourselves, as of course, your girls, but-"

"Don't tell me…" Hotaru cut off.

"Yes, I am very sorry, you two are going to have to share with 2 other boys. There weren't enough rooms, I'm very sorry,"

Mikan's eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth in shock.

"You're acting like a drama queen," Hotaru commented, athough her eyes portrayed surprise too.

"B-But! The two boys you're sharing with wouldn't do anything even if they knew you were girls," Shiki added, trying to lessen the impact on Mikan, who was slowly turning to ashes and drifting away.

"Shiki-sama! Urgent news, one of the boys has been injured!" Hati, the ugly woman they saw before, yelled as she ran to Shiki.

"I'm sorry, you two, your room number is 1827, here are your keys and uniform, meet in the Main Hall at 8:30 am," Shiki said before rushing off. Mikan and Hotaru glanced down at the packages of uniform and keys that Shiki had given them.

"We should go in," Hotaru said and dragged Mikan into the building.

"Wow!" Mikan gasped in awe as she gazed at their room, 1827. In front of them, was a large room with 4 beds that each had a bedside table. The room had a private toilet and shower too. There also seemed to be a small living room which consisted of a television, table and couch. Two of the bedside tables, the ones near door, had clocks and books etc. on them while the other two, the ones near the window, were empty.

"I guess these are our beds then!" Mikan assumed and began walking towards them. Suddenly, Mikan felt a whoosh beside her.

"Eh? Hotaru? Where are you?" Mikan asked, looking behind her for Hotaru, who wasn't there. Confused, Mikan looked back at the beds, and to her surprise, Hotaru was sitting on the bed nearest to the window. She held up a sign saying, this is my bed now.

"I don't want to sleep near a boy, so I'm taking this bed," she stated and started unpacking.

"Hotaruu! That's too mean! I wanted that bed!" Mikan complained.

"Here, uniform, go change, and don't call me Hotaru, I'm Haruto, Ren," Hotaru said and threw Mikan the uniform. Without another word, Hotaru entered the bathroom.

"H-How do I look?" Mikan asked, still looking at herself in the mirror. She was dressed in a white shirt, red tie, black blazer and red checked trousers. Her wide hazel eyes scanned Hotaru for any signs of emotion, however Hotaru displayed none on her face.

"You look like a guy, like I do."

"…Is that supposed to be a compliment or what?"

Suddenly, the door to their room, 1827, opened and two guys stepped into the room.

"Natsume! What were you thinking?"

"Ruka, that guy deserved it."

Mikan's eyes widened and she stared at the newcomers, and they stared back.

Chapter 2 shall come up pretty soon if the circumstances stay as they are

-mystical ace-