My first fanfiction...I was inspired. Don't be too harsh on me, okay? And about those disclaimer thingies, yeah, i don't own Gakuen Alice.

Chapter 1;

Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring and because it has fresh peaches in it.

-T.M.

It was an October evening, and a well-known brunette with brilliant hazel eyes was currently in the bathroom looking herself over and over in the mirror. It was not like she was conceited or anything. In fact, she was far from arrogant. It was just this particular day that her older stepsister had begged so-called father to make the brown-haired beauty go to a dating show with her. How could Daddy possibly resist his little, blood-related angel of a daughter?

"Mikan Loser Sakura! You took the lip gloss I bought yesterday, didn't you?!" a certain orange-haired girl screamed.

Mikan sighed. When would life get better? She thought to herself. "You idiot, it's still in the other purse you used yesterday to go on that date of yours!" Mikan exclaimed, due to the fact that they were in separate rooms from each other.

There was a moment of shuffling then the scurrying of a few pairs of feet, probably one of Luna's robot of a friend. Mikan already knew the reason her sister's friends would always kiss up to Luna, and do anything, and this was literal: She was the most popular girl in school, and by she, Mikan definitely did not mean herself.

Along with her goddess-like body, and clear, pretty face, Luna also had a boyfriend. Scratch that, the god of the school. Seriously! Luna's boyfriend, by the name of Nakatsu Tashiya, was one of the most popular boys in school. Girls described him as sexy and hot, and probably wouldn't mind kissing his feet. That is, every girl but Mikan. The thought of being in the same bed as him wanted to make her puke and sent shivers down her body. People would expect sixteen-year-olds to be more mature when talking about the opposite sex, but Mikan was different. For some reason, she abhorred men, maybe because of her stepfather's treatment of her in the past, or a certain prank Luna pulled on her when they were mere ten-year-olds.

FLASHBACK~

It was summer, and three children were playing by the pond in Central Park. Water was being splashed and two excited girls were screaming.

"Stop! This is so disgusting!" yelled a very irate little girl, her hands on her hips and her feet tapping rhythmically.

"Chill, Luna, it's just water," answered a certain bubbly girl with silky, brown hair that curled naturally at the bottom.

"Just water!? News flash, Mikan, it's water from the pond—a place where animals bathe slash eat slash drink slash go number two! That's not all; you got mud on my new pink blouse!" Luna answered, her voice getting an octave higher with every word. By then, Luna's face had become as red as a ripe tomato, and the person who had been quiet during the argument between the two blabbering girls had finally mustered up the courage to make a sound. And let me tell you, what a big mistake he made.

"What are you laughing at, four eyes?" said Luna, in a rather mocking tone.

Four eyes straightened his back and cleared his throat. It was clear that he could not retort back to the nickname he had just been dubbed. This person was no other than Yuu Tobita.

"At least he has brains and knows his abc's by now," Mikan stated, trying to ease the embarrassment Luna had placed upon poor Yuu.

Luna scoffed. "For your information, I do know my adc's, so don't go defending him with such a weak reply."

Mikan rolled her eyes while Yuu tried to stifle another giggle. "I'm going to go for a walk, let you," she pointed her index finger at Luna, "cool down a bit. I need some time to think; I think I don't know my adc's."

Luna stuck her tongue out and made a face before she turned to the cowering Yuu. By now, Mikan had already skipped to the far end of the meadow. She had left Yuu with a smile plastered on her lovely face, in which Yuu had thankfully returned back. But with his shield gone, he had no one to turn to, and Luna was already only a few inches away.

"Listen. We'll be entering middle school soon and I know you're not one of the toughest guys around. I have a proposal for you; if you don't want me to make your life miserable, I suggest you don't hang out with my cow of a sister. She's all talk no walk, eh? Hang with her and people will always bully you," Luna paused to analyze the reaction of her victim. Success; he was shaking and sweating like a donkey. Whether it was from fear, nervousness, or just the heat of the afternoon sun, we don't know. Crossing her arms, stepping closer to Yuu, and causing him to fall over, Luna continued her ranting.

"Here's what I want you to do. When Mikan comes back from her lil' walk, I want you to diss her when she tries to defend you. I'm sure we'll get into another argument. It might not sound very efficient just to diss her, but trust me, she'll fall apart. She can be tough with people she doesn't like but when it comes to her best buddies, she will go down." Luna smirked at her plan and to say that she would enjoy the look on Mikan's face would be an understatement. She would freakin' cherish it. Oh how these two sisters hated each other.

Yuu was terrified. He knew perfectly well that Luna was capable of turning the whole school against someone, but to threaten with it was plain malicious. Mikan was one of Yuu's best and only friends. He knelt on the ground, both palms on the ground, and tried to hold his agony in. Luna was impatiently waiting for Yuu's reply when suddenly she saw Mikan from afar, marching back carelessly.

"So? What is it going to be? Her friendship or my pain? You better say what I expect you to because you do not want to see Luna Koizumi mad." Her statement was bland.

"Um…o-okay," Yuu answered, feeling weak. He promised himself he was going to find a way to fix this after it was all over.

"Hi, boys!" Mikan chirped cheerily. Luna gave a stern glare and was about to utter a comeback when Yuu exploded, "You are the most annoying girl I have ever met! Go away insolent piece of shiet. At least Luna has class, but you? You can't do anything!! No wonder no one likes you." Yuu had squeaked the last sentence and he was feeling nauseated.

Luna and Mikan were awestruck. Suddenly, the ground under Mikan's feet was trembling. Mikan wondered why the other two looked so balanced; she felt like falling over. Yuu was her friend since they were both six, two years before her real mother died. She was usually a strong girl, but she could feel tears forming in her eyes, threatening to spill over. Before Yuu could say anymore, she screamed from frustration and anger, and yelled at the top of her lungs, "You have never swore before and you choose now to, and to me?! I can't believe you would say that after the things I have done for you!"

Mikan ran full speed out of the meadow and out of the park, blinded by her tears to know where she was going. She had so many emotions going through her right now, but the strongest emotion, the emotion she had only felt once in her life, was the feeling of regret.

~END FLASHBACK

Mikan sighed once again, her breath fogging up the bathroom mirror attached to the wall. She loathed boys and now, she was forced to go on some dating show to find a…a… a boyfriend!? Worst of all, Luna had made Mikan dress in clothes that were not prissy at all. She wore a strapless red mini dress, reaching a little under her mid thighs and black high heels, probably two inches. She quickly put on her white coat, knowing it would be cold since it was winter. Being Saturday, both girls knew their father would not be home until nine pm, so Mikan stuffed her keys in the left pocket of her coat. When she came out of the bathroom, she found Luna and some girls she recognized as Anna Umenomiya and Nonoko Ogasawara. They both exchanged gentle smiles, and Mikan couldn't help but smile back. Even though they hung out with Luna, both girls were really nice to Mikan.

"You're just going to wear what I told you to and a jacket? Aren't you going to bother putting on some makeup or anything?" questioned Luna.

"You never said anything about having to." Although Mikan had never used any makeup before, except occasionally putting on lip gloss or eyeliner, she looked flawless. Her skin had a glow to it that made it look both smooth and complex. Even Luna had to admit, through envy, that she was beautiful. Whenever she smiled, her pearly, white teeth would show and her giggle sounded somewhat musical and delighting. She was not tall, but not short. The dress she was wearing showed how nice her curves were and how lustrous her legs were.

It was true that Luna was a beauty but when compared to Mikan, she could not compare. No matter how much makeup she put on, or surgery she would go through, Mikan would always outshine her. The only reason Luna was the most popular girl in school was because Mikan hid herself from people and wore the most unappealing clothes that covered her angelic face. Her hair was typical except for the light curls at the bottom that made it stand out from others. Ever since the incident with Yuu when they were young, she became more reticent with people who tried to approach or befriend her. Anna and Nonoko knew how pretty Mikan was due to the fact that they always came over to her house, but never admitted anything to Mikan because of Luna and her power. Until now.

"Mikan, you look stunning," said Anna, in a shy, quavering voice.

Mikan noticed the death glare Luna had sent the pink-haired girl, so without missing a beat, she replied, "All of you look rather dashing, too. I like your pink mini skirt, Luna."

Thankful for having the attention diverted to Luna, Anna sighed gratefully and gave a nod to Mikan. Nonoko, noticing what Mikan had just done, tried to cover her light laughter over how dense Luna was.

"Let's go." With a snap of Luna's fingers, all four girls including herself were out the door and into Luna's purple buggy.

"Punch buggy purple!" Mikan squealed and punched Luna in the arm. Hard.

"Ow! You did that on purpose!" shouted Luna.

"It's not my fault you bought a buggy. I would have done it to anyone. Just as hard."

"Sure, that's believable."

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"What crap have you dragged us into now, Kitsuneme," said a young man with raven-colored hair.

"Don't hassle me. The place I'm bringing you guys to is awesome," Kitsuneme chuckled nervously, running a hand through his messy light brown hair.

In the backseat of the car, a certain blonde quirked his eyebrow, for he did not know where his friend was leading him to either. The male seated to the left of the blonde snickered loudly, and just shook his head.

"Do you know something about this?" asked the male seated in the passenger seat in the front, his ruby red eyes shifting towards the back.

"Hahaha. I promised not to tell. What I can tell you, though, is that I will enjoy seeing your shocked faces."

"Are you saying this place is something you won't be shocked about?" accused the blonde.

"Course not, Ruka. It's just the shock is drained out of me. I was there when the proposal was made."

"Holy, is Kitsuneme getting married?" suggested the raven-haired man. Although it was a question, his voice showed no emotion. "You went and got drunk then did it with someone on the street, huh? Ever heard of cervix cancer? How old are you, sixteen, right? That girl you fucked with better had been old enough or she could sue your dirty ass."

The two in the backseat failed to hold their laughter.

"No, I'm not getting married. You know me better than that; I only sleep with girls that have—"

"We get it, Kitsuneme; you can stop your explanation before it gets out of hand."

"Awh, Ruka can't handle these mature conversations."

"Shut up Koko."

"Stop arguing, you guys are giving me a migraine. We're almost there."

As Kitsuneme turned the corner on Larlox avenue, he hummed while fidgeting with his tie.

"What are you doing?" asked Natsume, a serious expression on his face.

"You know what? Who needs a tie, it was choking me anyway."

"I still don't get why you made us wear suits, though."

"It was required, ahaha."

"What? Repeat that, Koko," Ruka and Natsume replied in unison.

The car suddenly lurched to a stop, and all four boys turned to look at their destination.

"I need a new car. This Mitsubishi makes really bad brakes."

"Kitsuneme…Lovers Studio?!"

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After twenty minutes in the car, listening to Luna and the other two sing girlie songs, Mikan just had to get out of the car. It was a relief when the buggy pulled to a stop, and Mikan twirled herself out of the car. In short seconds, Mikan found herself staring at a big, neon sign that read Lovers Studio. The other three girls screamed with excitement, thinking about the boys that would appear on the show with them. Mikan wanted to run away and hide in a box.

MIKAN's P.O.V.

What. The. Fudge. That has to be the crappiest name I have ever heard. Lovers Studio!? Luna has the worst ideas ever. If she wants a guy, why can't she just wait for a guy to come screw her himself? I'm sure there'd be plenty of them waiting in line. EW, disgusting just thinking about it!!

"Aye, quit daydreaming about the boys that will be on the show and come on already. We're going inside."

I was glad I had my back to the rest of the girls because my face was scrunched up into a look of disgust and my hands were balled into fists, turning paler by the second. I took a couple more seconds to straighten myself out then turned towards the door and headed in.

A man wearing a pink biretta, and matching pink collared shirt with shorts and leggings came to greet us at the front entrance. He wore brown boots. All of us girls looked at him in shock and amusement.

"You four must be here starring in today's show! Welcome, I'll get some workers to set you up soon. Please call me Narumi-sensei. I've always wanted to be a teacher, you know. You guys must be Anna, Nonoko, Luna, and Mikan," he answered with a smile. Surprisingly, he had given the correct names to the correct persons, indicating with his right pinky finger, a clipboard in his other hand. His blonde hair almost shielded his gleeful eyes.

Before I could ask her question, Luna blurted out, "Are you gay or something?"

I was bewildered. What kind of question is that? All I was going to ask was why he was wearing a biretta when cardinals or priests wore them or something. How rude… I huffed at my sister, who was enjoying the awaiting response from Narumi-sensei.

"Ahaha. No, actually. The producers ask for us to wear something pink every day, and I guess I just got into it. I'm not gay; I like women." He winked at the girls' direction. Luna rolled her eyes while Nonoko and Anna chortled sheepishly. I just gave a doubtful smile. I could not find myself hating the man before her.

Narumi made room for us and we shuffled into a small room where two ladies were standing, each wearing matching pink uniforms and black high heels. Their brown hair was tied into a loose ponytail, each holding two masks in their hands. They looked over to Narumi-sensei and nodded.

"Good evening, ladies. We are here to help you get ready for the show. We will need you to put this on each of your wonderful faces."

They handed us a mask, obviously the color pink with purple outlining. I put mine on, glad that no one would see my face, until one of the ladies continued speaking.

"In the beginning of the show, we will pair you up random with the four guys yet to arrive. When you have approached said partner, he will take your mask off, revealing the face beneath. Then we'll get into other rounds and explain later on, but for now, please follow us to answer some questions."

Great. Just when I thought I could hide under a mask away from those unfaithful human beings, I have to let one of them take the mask off my face? Urgh. I followed the ladies into another door on the right side of the small room and entered another small room, with a giant wooden table, and four comfortable black leather chairs.

"Each of you. Take a seat. We will be asking you some questions for the show. When we have finished with you, exit this room and open the double doors in the front of the room we were in at first. It should not be hard to miss. It has a big sign saying, 'PRODUCTION ROOM'."

Inside the other double doors was even gayer. The color pink was everywhere and plastic hearts were hanging all over the spacious room. In the front of the room was a large stage with four chair-tables on each side. In the center of the room were theatre seats for the…audience. Oh, shit! The audience! I completely forgot; I can't do this, I have stage-fright! I quickly scurried over to where Luna was standing.

"Luna!" I whispered-yelled.

"What?" Luna gave an exasperated sigh of annoyance.

"I can't do this, I have stage-fright." I told her.

"So do half of the world's stars," she replied monotonously, like it was the most obvious comment known to man.

I wasn't going to admit that I was scared unlike the famous people who went up to stages and performed their hearts out like it was nothing big. Instead, I did some breathing exercises, but that only made me realize that my legs were shaking and my teeth were chattering…and it was not even cold! There was a freakin' heater on, for crying out loud! I tried to think happy thoughts, happy thoughts, and it almost worked until I heard Luna's ear-piercing screech from the left. Sigh, I turned around to see what the commotion was about and my eyes landed on the most intense pair of eyes I have ever seen. They were crimson colored, and seemed almost enigmatic.

It was a good thing I had the mask on; for some odd reason, I was blushing, turning scarlet by the second. At first I thought he knew I was staring at him, because he was staring straight back, so I turned my head, ashamed. Then I realized that the mask covered the direction of my eyes, so I mentally slapped myself for being exceptionally slow. Trying to ignore my blunt reactions, I strained to hear what Luna, Anna, and Nonoko were talking about. With a quick glance at the gentleman with with luminous, crimson eyes, I walked closer to the other three gals.

"…I know, isn't he?"

"Hi, what are you guys talking about?"

"Don't you think those four boys are hot!?" Luna looked jubilant and for a second, I forgot that we hated each other—it actually felt like we could have been friends. Making a note of that, I quickly replied before she thought I was sluggish.

"Um, yeah…" I had forgotten that I did not really like boys much, so my response was meaningless. Luna had snorted at my reply, so I decided to let them talk amongst themselves while I listened.

"Okay, so which one you think looks the sexiest?" Nonoko interrogated.

"The raven-haired one. His hair and skin looks so damn perfect and smooth," said Luna, with hearts creeping about her eyes.

"What about the blonde one? His eyes are blue and it looks like it could almost sparkle!" suggested Anna.

After a few minutes of hearing them talk about the four boys in the far corner of the studio, I got bored of listening to them, so I decided to dissect those four boys myself.

There were four of them, as I have mentioned. They all looked about the same age as me, maybe older or younger. One of them was the most mentioned of Luna's discussion and the one I was captured by. Not that I think he is interesting, just those eyes are…awesome! He had lustrous black hair, piercing red eyes (as I have said for the umpteenth time), perfectly tanned skin, luscious body……………..Oh my gosh! What am I thinking?! Luscious body? I was practically drooling! Of course I don't think that! Although he does have a great body, those muscles that look balanced on his arms and such. He probably had less than ten percent of body fat! Who cares though; looks aren't everything. He wore a black suit with a red tie hidden beneath his tux. He had a scowl plastered on his face yet he still looked divine. I guess he did not favor the tuxedo requirement, nor did the other three, who were wearing the same outfit, except each tie matched their own eye color.

The next person was the blonde one. He had a great body too, but Boy #1 looked fitter. He had tantalizing blue eyes, but again, #1's was more superb. I had seen glimpses of his smiles and laugh and it sounded heavenly, to tell you the truth. I wonder if everyone sounded like that, but I thought of Luna and abruptly changed my mind. I had not seen #1 laugh yet and it has been quite a while now. Then again, I didn't laugh yet either.

The next person had messy brown hair, but he still looked appealing. His face was compressed into a goofy grin, his eyes squeezed shut. He seemed taller than the others, but his face portrayed him as the youngest. For some reason, he was not wearing a tie. The last guy looked exactly like guy #3, with the exception of slightly darker hair and his eyes were actually open. He did not have on a goofy face, but he was smiling the whole time I sneaked glances at him through my hair. I sensed a friendly aura illuminating from him. His eyes were kind of like navy blue, maybe darker; it was hard to see with my mask on. Getting a bit anxious to get the show over with, I closed my eyes and took a seat in one of the unoccupied chairs.

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"Ahaha, Kitsuneme is the stupidest guy on Earth."

"Do you ever take things seriously?" Kitsuneme growled.

"Not when there's no reason to." Koko poked Kitsuneme in the gut.

"I can't believe you made a bet with Mochu. Even worse, you lost!"

"I told you Ruka, he was a shitty dirtbag. I wouldn't have lost if he didn't put the burping powder in my drink. I drank twelve bottles of beer for nothing. I hate that " Kitsuneme replied indignantly. (A/N: yes, he's aware that he's underage, but you know men.)

"Where'd he get the burping powder?"

"I don't know. He said he ordered it from somewhere. He also said they sold other things like something called a baka gun. Shoots idiots."

"I'd like one of those. There're a couple of idiots I want to shoot right now," Natsume stated icily, speaking up for the first time after an outburst outside the studio. Natsume hated being given attention and now millions of people watching television would see him.

"Hey buddy, you're not talking about me right? I mean, I know Koko's done wrong, but I had a reason! I was…tricked! Used! Deceived!"

"Don't drag me into this, goof."

"To tell you the truth, I'm more pissed at those girls staring at me right now than of you dragging me into this."

All three boys had not been paying attention to the girls who were now giving them winks and blowing kisses toward them. All except one. Natsume eyed the one standing in the far corner, looking a little delicate. It seemed like she was made of porcelain and would break any moment. He continued to stare at her with an unbreakable gaze until she turned around. Natsume turned around warily and cracked his neck.

"How long do we have to wait; this shit is killing me. I was on the verge of finishing a very good manga."

"Just be patient, Natsume. Since you're bored, why don't you tell us which one you think is most interesting to you?" asked Kitsuneme, trying to decrease the tension in the air.

Natsume waved his hand, signaling a change in question. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

"Come on, I dare you to walk over there and talk to them," Koko laughed and nudged Natsume to move forward, pushing him to the direction of the three girls. Inside, he felt disgusted by the girls who thought that he would be coming over to talk to them. He snuck a glance at the brunette, who was now sitting on a chair, seeming isolated from everyone else.

Natsume abruptly stood his ground, letting Koko push him no further. Kitsuneme and Ruka chuckled, aware that Koko was not strong enough to move Natsume even though he was strong.

Suddenly there was a loud beep that stopped all noise. After a few seconds of hesitation, a speaker from above crackled and a familiar voice shouted, "Okay my pretties! We have five minutes until show time! Please get into your assigned seats, which are numbered right on the table. I will be greeting you soon. Just follow further instructions, but until then, let the show begin!"

"It's the gay from that met us at the door," Natsume spat acidly. "Come on, let's get this over with," and with that, all eight teenagers walked towards the stage.

END.

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