Reverse the Promise, Reverse the Tears
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Hey all this is my first fanfic. I really hope you like it. And remember to review please! Tell me if it's good or not. Bad or horrible.
Chapter 1
Mikan's POV
It's been two weeks since Aoi's death. Her death which shocked us all, especially Natsume. The ESP had ordered the Fuukitai to destroy Natsume's home. Aoi was alone at that time, and their dad was at work. Since Aoi lost her alice, she was defenseless. That was why they finished her so easily. They wouldn't even let any of us attend her funeral, saying that we could not leave the Academy.
When the news got to the Academy, everyone was livid and furious. Natsume was pale. All colour emptied from him.
"Natsume?" I had asked. I reached for his hand to hopefully make him feel a bit better. I really hoped I could cheer him up. The death of Aoi was painful to me too; after all, we were like sisters. He angrily pushed my hand away and stormed out the classroom. Before he left, I noticed that his crimson orbs were shrouded with pain, more pain than I had ever seen them
I lay on my bed. I was promoted to a double star since the discovery of my stealing and insertion alice. Natsume had disappeared completely these two weeks. Ruka and Hotaru found out that he had been doing missions, almost all of the ones he could take, in order to not meet us, or me. I found it extremely saddening and heartbreaking. I needed Natsume in my life.
"Where are you, Natsume?" I mused, becoming teary-eyed at the thought. I felt a tug at my heart. I won't be complete, without him.
Thankfully, the times Natsume wasn't here, Hotaru and the others never mentioned his name, out of respect for me, to my gratitude. I didn't need to be even more hurt. Without me knowing how and when, a glistened tear rolled off my cheek.
"Natsume," I mumbled.
Hotaru's POV
"Where's that idiot?" I grumbled to Ruka, my chief errand boy and source of income. The cerulean orbed boy shrugged back, "I don't know." I rolled my eyes and went back to my newest inventions. The Earring Hearing 002. It was a small, almost invisible pearl ball which can track any person, their locations, what they were doing and a bit of their thoughts. I was thinking to use Hyuuga as my test. I smiled inwardly. After all, that idiot needs that arrogant jerk. With the Earring Hearing 002, I might be able to track where Hyuuga was and what he was doing all this time.
"I-Imai?" Ruka asked. He was extremely worried on Hyuuga's well–being, and, of course, he was anxious about Mikan. I noticed he was staring at me.
I harrumphed. "What, Nogi?" He, suddenly realizing that he was glancing at me, blushed. I stood up and hung up my lab coat, sighing deeply. Before starting out the oak wood door, I paused to glance at Nogi, my amethyst eyes full of life.
"What are you waiting for, Baka? Do you want to get hit by my Baka Bazooka 3000?"
He stepped beside me, in a flash. "Where are we going?"
I smiled a small smile. "To Hyuuga's place, of course."
Hotaru knocked softly on the oak wood door of Natsume Hyuuga's room. Because he was the only special star of the middle school section, she disturbed no one. She tapped her foot impatiently and muttered, "If you're there, open the door, Hyuuga. I haven't got all day." She glanced at her watch
"I'm counting to three. If you don't open it, I'll force my way in with whatever means."
Ruka, noticing her threat, started to sweat profusely, "Imai, Natsume might not be in there." Hotaru shook her jet black hair and replied back, "No, he's there." She resumed tapping her foot and started counting. "One, two, thr-"
To much of Ruka's delight and relief, the door slid open. I lay ajar, as if welcoming the two inside. Hotaru pushed to door open and stepped in with Ruka following closely behind. A sight left her speechless. There in the middle of the room was Mikan, crying. She was in a bad state. Ruka rushed to her. "Sakura? What's wrong? Why are you here?" Hotaru strutted closer to her best friend.
"Mikan, tell us what happened." Her voice full of authority and order. The brunette wiped her eyes and sniffed. "I-I felt Natsume's presence." She tried to speak without stuttering, which resulted in her hiccupping. She took a breath. "And so I-I came."
Hotaru, interested, knew that this was not the complete truth. She needed to know more, which wasn't that hard, considering given the title 'Blackmailing Queen' and 'Ice Queen'. She nodded and asked much softer. "And then? What happened after that?"
Mikan hiccupped. "Well, I was right." Ruka looked at her, excitement registered on his face.
"You mean, Natsume was here?" Mikan nodded her petite brown head. She closed her eyes as tears spilled out.
"Yes."
Hotaru bent down, wiping away some of Mikan's tears, her usual cold façade gone. "Mikan, what happened? Where is the jerk now?" Ruka was about to protest that his best friend was not a jerk but was stopped when Hotaru glared at him. He flinched. Mikan bit her lip before saying anything. 'I came here to see him. He was there, but badly wounded. I thought that he just came back from a mission." She paused, her crying resuming. She gasped for air. "It's a-all my f-fault!"
She covered her face with her hands, sobbing loudly. Ruka, unsure of what to do, patted Mikan's shoulder.
"It's alright, Sakura." He blushed a bit and smiled warmly. The inventor coughed. "So," she continued, her eyes glittering and voice business-like. "What happened after you came to Hyuuga/"
Mikan looked up, curious and laughed nervously. "Oh, yeah well, I came in. The door was unlocked, and I saw Natsume in a bad state, I. of course, rushed to him and he pushed me away and burned me badly." She showed her legs which had third-degree burns. Ruka gasped.
"Sakura! You need to treat it right away!" Mikan shook her head.
"I'm fine. I inserted a healing alice stone, so I should be fine. Well, after he burned me, he muttered something. I couldn't really hear it though but…"
She stopped and looked away, tears evident in her now dull hazel eyes. Hotaru crossed her arms and frowned. She knew that Hyuuga was responsible for making Mikan cry, and he would pay for it later.
"Hurry up and spill it, Mikan."
Mikan whispered something low, almost inaudible. "I hate you, so I'm breaking up with you. I already love someone else."