Tachibana Higuchi owns Gakuen Alice. Always has and always will.

Mikan Sakura was scarred for life. Permanently. She was your typical high school nerd, thick rimmed glasses, perfectly bouffant hair, greased with oil, except for the fact she didn't have braces around her teeth.

She always used to wear that ugly grey coloured baggy sweater which her grandma had knitted for her 16th birthday, she was ranked third in the entire school, first being Tobita Yuu and Hotaru Imai, second being. . .him. . .yes, the man responsible for the incident which has mentally disfigured her.

He was the most popular among the girls, they gravitate towards him like moths drawn to light, yes, he had the looks, the wealth and unfortunately the brains too. He didn't even look like he could study more like a 'I-leak-papers-before-every-exam' kind but nope he actually had the intelligence for which he was a position higher than hers but not like she worked her ass off for it maybe if she quit being so lazy, she'd actually beat even Tobita Yuu. But then again. . .it was a big 'maybe'.

And the most ironic fact of this rant? He didn't even know she existed, yes, fellas, you read that right, Natsume Hyuuga didn't even know she existed.

So what exactly did her do to earn the brunette's absolute distasteful opinion?

It was a long time back, in sophomore year perhaps, but Mikan had requested an extra class in English after school which happened well and good, the problem started when she went to the Library to find a book of Charlotte Brontë's for some light reading.

Clumsily, she ended up dropping her pencil case and one of her pencils rolled over until they were directly under the center of the refectory table which was broader then it should have been and had wooden chairs surrounding it.

Mikan clicked her tongue lightly against the roof of her mouth. She kept her book on a nearby table and looked around to see if anyone was around which she chided herself for because everyone had gone home, who would even be here except for the librarian who was snoring loudly on the front table?

How terribly wrong she was.

Mikan wriggled her way through the chairs without making noise and crawled under the table, she reached out for her pink Hello Kitty themed pencil, it was her favorite which is why she made such a fuss to get it back.

Once she had it, Mikan heard a thud coming literally above her to which she knitted her brows together.

What the. . .? She thought confused, staring at the mahogany wood above her.

She then heard a loud moan which wouldn't wake up the Librarian. Mainly, because this table was at the back of the library plus he seemed like a sleep deprived hermit, so she was sure he wasn't going to wake up any time sooner than Christmas.

There was heavy and rapid movement above her and so intense was it that Mikan could feel the vibrations on the floor, "Natsume, harder!" A female's voice pleaded.

And that's when it hit Mikan. Hyuuga was having one of his sexual 'conquests' in the Library, on the surface of the table which was directly above her.

Just. Her. Fucking. Luck.

But then Mikan concentrated on the voice of the female.

Why did she sound so oddly familiar? Like. . . her eyes widened, this was her cousin and part of the school's cheerleading squad, Wakako Usami.

Mikan slapped her forehead soundlessly. She couldn't get out if this situation no matter how she saw it, which meant she stayed until they stayed, and that was for a long time because unlike his normal 'quickies', that were rumored to be over in a brief ten minute session. .

He was actually putting more effort into this one. Because, Mikan thought, annoyed. Fate fucking hates me and had a peachy hobby of showcasin' it ever now and then.

Then the silly thought of the table breaking and them falling on her while they were doing it was conjured in her mind. To which she kindly had to gag herself in order to not scream in disgust.

After what seemed like an eternity, they had finished with their act, she saw a male student's feet. Hyuuga's. Stepping on the ground which was literally in front of her, Natsume continued to fix his uniform and he jabbed his hands into his pockets, left the girl on the table and was continuing to walk out before he halted abruptly. The was a book kept on the table next to which there was a pencil case.

He frowned, it didn't look like someone was here.

Mikan peeped from under the table, why wasn't he moving yet? And then she caught him picking up both her pencil case and the book she was going to borrow.

No, don't. Please. . .

But he took it anyways.

That effin' son of a. . .

After Wakako left, Mikan got out of her hiding place, no doubt this incident would be an extensively scarring one which would be kept at the back of her head. But there was one good thing which came out of the ordeal.

At least, she had retrieved her Hello Kitty pencil.

4 years later,

"No." Mikan bluntly stated to her best friend Luna Koizumi, who was the cheer leading squad's captain. Also, the most loveliest person one could ever have the privilege meeting.

"Oh c'mon Mikan! Don't be a sour puss." The pinkette exclaimed,"Kitsuneme holds the best pool parties like the best, you have to come, you never enjoy these opportunities again!"

"I don't want to enjoy these so-called opportunities." Mikan blatantly pointed out before continuing. "You just want to hook up with Kitsuneme and you want my support because your parents trust me since I'm the two goodie shows."

Luna sweat dropped at Mikan's brazen accusation which were sort of true. Really though, Luna adored Mikan as her friend, she was one among the few who didn't judge Luna on the basis of outward appearance, who actually understood her and she really wanted her to get out of her cocoon and enjoy her life or atleast talk to people.

Mikan wouldn't do anything which she didn't like or didn't approve of but if there was someone who could make her do exactly that than it was Luna, because Mikan always listened to her which was why she gave in so easily.

Luna knew about her tendencies, she knew that Mikan absolutely loved running away from things. Like she always had this overwhelming urge of running away all the time and sometimes she'd shun people out and once or twice due to these habits Mikan would shut even Luna out but the strawberry blond haired girl never left her side.

Always stayed. Which Mikan felt indebted to.

"Urgh! Fine woman! I'll come for whatever the hell you want me to." Mikan gave in after Luna's countless tries,but the the pinkette used her ultimate plan to convince Mikan.

The bloody puppy dog look with that annoying pout.

Luna let out a screech of triumph, "When is this pool party?"The brunette inquired while yawning.

"At 5pm ofcourse!" Luna exclaimed while Mikan's jaw dropped and a vein popped out of the side of her head.

"Is that the reason you barged in my apartment to wake me up at 2 in the fuckin' afternoon?"

To that Luna sheepishly scratched the back of her neck while she pushed Mikan in the washroom.

Mikan was an insomniac, even Luna knew that, but she really wanted her to go to this party besides being as rich as Luna was she had bought the their dresses, a flattering blue monokini for herself while she bought a black two piece and a sheer sarong for Mikan. Who skeptically looked at it but wore the material regardless and for someone who used to wear baggy clothes all the time it was no surprise that Mikan looked uncomfortable wearing the material.

"Mikan, you look hot as fuck but..." Luna trailed off staring at her bestfriend who quirked, "But?"

"Your tattoos." She pointed out and Mikan blinked twice at the pale blue eyed girl clad in shorts and a halter neck while she was wearing a black sheer laced cardigan and sarong around her waist. "..but damn girl! They make you look hotter."Luna said, appreciatively.

Of course, Mikan had limitless amount of ink on her body, like the pair of wings on her back, the unclosed delta on her wrist which was usually covered by her watch, the semi-colon behind her ear, the butterfly tattoo on her abdomen and the barbed wire starting from her toe and it wrapped around her left leg until it reached her hip.

The only reason that this went in the Elite Academy was because she wore her P.E. uniform all the time, no one really cared about that, and if she was compelled to wear the normal uniform that went good too because her skirt came in a length exceeding her knee and her socks were worn high.

Either way no one cared so that really wasn't an issue but now...she looked at Luna who was staring hopefully at her hoping she wouldn't back out. That was the only reason she pretty much did it.

Mikan took a pair of earphones and her mp3 and a change of clothes with her.

The moment she entered the pool party she lost Luna into the crowd at which she just dismissively shook her head, one, she would just choose an undisturbed spot and listen to music there until it was time to drag the strawberry blonde out and drag her back to the apartment.

Damn.

She should have brought a book.

"Will you look at that?!" Akira Tonochi wolf whistled, attracting almost everyone in the group's attention toward himself while Tsubasa Andou looked at the direction his childhood friend and whistled once again before saying, "well, shoot me down but that's the nerd, Mikan Sakura, ain't it her?"

Wakako snapped her head up to the direction of her cousin, what was she doing here dressed up like that? She scowled at her.

"Damn, I didn't think tattoos were allowed." Mochiage observed."But that tattoo 'round her leg is getting me hot. Might even try on her tonight."

"Yeah sure, all you can do is try." Kitsuneme chuckled cheerily.

"She's my girlfriend's bestfriend, and Luna happens to be very protective over Sakura. Plus, I think Sakura is an A-class boxer." He teased while Mochiage's face turned pale.

"She's gonna be a feisty one then mate." Ruka laughed at Mochiage's face which had dropped significantly.

"Well, atleast someone's enjoying their time." Kitsuneme mused pointedly at Natsume who was surrounded by a horde of girls clad in bikinis.

"Yeah , well try pairing Hyuuga up with Sakura now that is what I call an unpredictable occurrence." Akira randomly suggested while Wakako screeched.

"Excuse me, but Natsume is my boyfriend!"

"Yeah sure, for someone who has a girlfriend, he looks pretty comfortable over there." Hotaru snapped annoyed by the dark purple haired girl who merely gritted her teeth in response.

"What a pity." Kokoroyomi commented after Wakako left to get a few drinks, "Even though it's clear as the fuckin' day he wanted her only for sex."

"I swear!" Sumire exclaimed as everyone else in the group silently agreed.

Natsume let his eyes wonder around boredly, honestly, this party wasn't becoming any more interesting. The girls around him were hardly doing any job better.

Might as well leave now, but his eyes stopped at a certain brunette with her hair high up in a bun, he arched an eyebrow in pure amusement.

Well, well, looks like the school's bookworm was here and. . .damn, she had a killer figure, he wouldn't be surprised if he was dead by the morning but Mikan Sakura was going to be his tonight.

He was conceited, sure thing, but it was 'earned' conceit.

Natsume stared his tantalizing gaze at the girl who now held his attention securely.

Oh he was definitely going to have her.

And he was going to enjoy every bit of it.

Mikan wasn't drunk but she was sure she wasn't sober either.

She had taken a few shots of Tequila but the moment she had a few sips of that After shock alcohol, she was sure she was drunk and decided she would change her clothes which she did into a pair of jeans and zipped a hoodie over her bikini top.

Mikan went over to the beverages and asked for a lemon juice which they luckily had. Looks like Kitsuneme was smart enough to put that on menu. Mikan took the glass and chugged it down her throat all at once.

Now, she could see things clearly and better. It hadn't even been few hours since she was here and she already wanted out.

Mikan's eyes began ransacking for Luna in the crowd but she was literally nowhere to be found. She found Kit(short for Kitsuneme) instead who informed her that Luna passed out and was sleeping comfortably in one of the guest rooms to which Mikan's jaw slackened, that woman had forced her to come her and waste hours of her life while she. . .

Mikan smiled and bid him adieu while she quickly wandered away to exit the damned place, she lifted her eyes to the crowd but almost suddenly everything stood still when she locked her lovely amber whiskey eyes with a certain crimson eyed lad.

She noticed there was something magnetic in his gaze pulling her to him, a look so catching.

Wait, hold on a minute. Mikan thought, not looking away from his direct and hardly subtle glare, why does it feel like there was something going on between us?

Almost as soon as she thought that what had happened in sophomore year filled her body with goosebumps, even though she was a top-notch boxer, Hyuuga was much more stronger than her and the last thing she really needed now was his attention.

Oh hell no.

Mikan tore away from gazing at him and literally made a beeline for the entrance, a strong rush of adrenaline pumped her veins and she walked out of Kit's Manor into the parking lot.

Before anything else proceeded she was grabbed by someone and was pinned on the concrete wall nearby by Natsume, she tried to push him away. Really she did.

But a part of hers didn't want to, she wanted to know just what was so great about this guy that all girls practically fell to his feet, finding herself melting into the heat which ran through his fingers over her skin and the warmth they provided.

And the distance between their lips which teased her annoyance, not able to take it anymore, Mikan caught his collar and pulled him down as she captured his lips hungrily, Natsume smirked and obliged, they had a battle for dominance, ravishing each other's body for any kind of control the other could find, if one didn't know better, they'd rip each other's clothes apart and have it their way.

And that was how she ended up here, in his house, on his king sized bed, absolutely stark naked.

Yes, that's exactly how.

Mikan stared at the man who was naked beside who undoubtedly had given her fantastic sex last night, but how could she have loosen up that way? Like she must have looked as if she was pining after him.

And then a thought hit her, Who cares? She surely didn't and Mikan reckoned that neither did he.

At least, now she understood what Wakako might have felt but Mikan was sure she was louder than just a few moans almost made her feel that Hyuuga put in more effort than necessary.

She slowly wriggled out of his grasp and noticed that for some sick reason she was wearing his shirt. Mikan quietly removed it and wore her clothes which were lying on the floor, she scowled when she noticed that her bikini panties were ripped apart.

Courtesy: Hyuuga.

Mikan wondered if it would hurt his big fat ego if she left without even bothering to wake him up but then again she bet he had many girls over at his house. What special was this one?

She silently sauntered off from his mansion which was difficult because it was huge. At the end of it all she knew she had become a navigator. Of course, when came Monday she was back to her P.E. uniform with her thick rimmed glasses and her haired tied up in a pony with a large baggy sweater over her.

"Where were you?" Luna demanded from her bestfriend with a twinge of worry evident in her voice.

"Underneath Pacific ocean."

"Mikan."

"Just went back home, Luna." She smiled though unconvinced Luna nodded at her answer.

Everything then went completely normal except the fact that more people approached her now,exceeding that everything was just fine. Mochiage got a new interest in her something Mikan thoroughly disapproved of but life went back to what it used to be apart from the fact that she couldn't stop thinking about Natsume Hyuuga.

A month passed by and Mikan was growing insane somehow, she couldn't stay one moment without biting her lips or tapping her feet or grazing her fingers over her neck where a few hickey's were disappearing. Yes, the ones he had given.

A habit which incessantly annoyed Luna.

Mikan, currently was walking with her blueberry eyed friend. "But..honestly...Mikan you should really tell me what happened that day you know, in the pool party."

"Lu, I already-" The brunette stopped herself when she saw a rather angry Natsume who busted in, searching for someone though it didn't hit her head that it was her until their eyes met. He took large strides towards her and she suddenly felt self-conscious.

"Uh Lu, I'll see ya later." Mikan waved her hand urgently and went in a direction opposite to which Natsume was coming from, she'd rather face him alone than in public attention.

She let him follow her to the janitor's room on the third floor, and about 10 seconds after she arrived he came through the door and slammed it shut at which Mikan almost jumped.

"What's wrong-"

"What have you done to me?" He bellowed while she narrowed her hazel eyes."I don't appreciate the tone of your voice."

"Fuck the tone of my voice!" He yelled, stepping closer.

"I can't fucking stop thinking about you and it's fucking killing me. I don't like fuckin' any other chic-"

"-What a new experience that must be." She interrupted sarcastically, throwing her arms up in the air. "Like that's my fault!"

"Don't grow cheeky on me," Natsume warned darkly." I might as well forget my limits."

"Oh and I beg of you, exactly what is -" Natsume pushed her against the door and kissed her hard and it was pathetic how her body reacted to it, almost as if it accustomed for years, but Mikan could hardly muster the will to care. She gripped fist fulls of his raven mess in her hands tightly as she wrapped her legs around his waist and his hands were under her thighs covered by the material of her P.E. uniform.

Damn. He felt so good.

Their tongues swirled and whirled against each other in longing, while Natsume pulled away first because they both needed air, he stared at her with the same crimson eyes.

"I knew it was you."

Mikan looked at him, perplexed.

"That day in the library, I knew you were somewhere around."

She furrowed her brows and then put two and two together. "Is that why you took a longer amount of time to be done with Usami?!"

He smugly smirked at her while a vein popped at the side of Mikan's head. The brass of this ass. Huh. That rhymed.

"You're insufferable."

"You like it."

"I don't!" She retaliated, fiercely.

"Yeah, sure, darlin'."

Mikan gritted her teeth. He was an annoying boy, really,and she was equally irritating, in fact if they had a competition on it, both of them would tie, she knew she shouldn't have been surprised to see him pick her up in his red Lamborghini Gallardo from her house. (of which's address she had no clue how he got but later figured out that it was 'rich kid' effect)

But nothing compared to more than the look on Luna's face when she saw Natsume and Mikan walk in with their hands entwined. All in all, they were happy with eachother, yes, they had their share of fights but that would end up in either hot sex on the table(Natsume had a sick sense of humor) or cuddling or just shutting the other up with a kiss.

"And this one." Natsume pointed at the unclosed delta symbol on her wrist, he had acquired a new penchant of asking the meaning every tattoo she had on her body which was just all the more cute to her.

"It means I'm open to changes."

"The wings on your back?"

"Freedom."

"Natsume?"

"Mine." Mikan stopped at that and then she looked at her boyfriend who stared at her with a gaze filled with vanity, he smirked looking too satisfied for no reason.

"You.." impulsively, Mikan took a bottle of water and splashed it on his face while he looked positively surprised.

"Wait you lil minx."He ran after her while she sprinted for her life but he caught her anyways, and he pinned her down on the couch of her apartment she looked at him for a minute, examining his face closely,his nose in particular, she noted, was the cutest out of everything he had.

Though, if she ever told him that, he'd definitely be offended.

He leaned in while she slipped her hands above his neck, pulling him closer.

"You're an idiot." She whispered, smiling.

"You like it." He chuckled and kissed her, possessively.

Really, Mikan wondered what would have happened if she hadn't gone to that pool party that day. Damn. Thank god for Luna's existence.

Miles away, in the comforts of her room, Luna sneezed.

The End.

Finally, a story where they end up together. Yay. Huzzah.