Author's note: Just something I wrote while I was bored… Hope you like it. Mikan's character a bit out though. Happy reading! Reviews are welcomed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice (though I would love to)

The music plays on…

as we see a certain brunette looking frantically around. It was their graduation night, an important occasion that should not be missed. It was this very day that she might not be able to see him again, what more feel him and be there for him. But she knows she will be waiting for him, waiting until he is ready to go to her. Waiting for that faithful day which might never come, but our dear brunette doesn't care. She thinks not into it. She ponders not into the future, but receives it with open arms regardless of it being good or bad.

The brunette gave a pout to no one in particular as she brushed through the figures. He was not among them after all, but she had a vague idea of where he might be – their favourite spot. Pulling up her dress, she struggled to unstrapped the uncomfortable high heels. She could never get use to those even if they were half a finger tall. Finally releasing her poor sore feet from its torture chamber, she hobbled towards the familiar Sakura tree, barefooted.

The music drones on…

Meanwhile…

High up in a Sakura tree, a raven-haired guy in his formal attire sat, desperately trying hard to concentrate on his manga, but somehow his mind keeps on drifting off to her. Why? He could not comprehend until a week ago.

They were all leaving, each off to their own paths. "Graduating" they put it nicely, but to him it was deserting, breaking off bonds. It was then did reality strike him - He could not even bear a single thought of her leaving him. He had always assumed she would be there, waiting for him when he comes back from missions, no matter where the place is. He loves her, too much to let her go, too attached to leave her alone.

He could hear the upbeat music playing from far away, setting him on a guilt trip of not going to the dance floor. After all, he had promised her he would. Staring at the manga, he somehow could not understand the simple words written inside. Ironically, he was supposed to be the smartest of the lot. It was all thanks to her.

"Natsume!" he heard her stern voice called out to him.

"Speaking of the devil" he mused to himself, but she was no devil, but an angel that had struggled to pull him out of the darkness, out of the barrier in which he hides himself, his angel. Landing softly on the ground, he studied her from head to toe.

She was wearing white gown. The cloths wrapped around her neck and were tied firmly when they meet, while the rest of the cloth flowed freely, ending at her knees. A slash circled her small waist, ending with a bow behind her back. High heel shoes meant to be tied to her legs dangled in her hands. The baka could not get use to it, he concluded. Her brown hair was let down reluctantly (urged by Hotaru to do so) with the wind tugging at it. It swayed along with the brunette's body movement as she made her way to him. He couldn't help but admit that she had grown over the years in some ways, yet not in others. But she was truly his angel.

Fiery roses appeared on the brunette's cheeks under the intent gaze of Natsume. He in turn gave a triumph smirk upon noticing how she flinched uncomfortably.

"What do you want, Polka-dot?" he questioned, intending to sound bored. He however was fooling no one.

"Ne, Natsume, won't you dance with me?" she asked, tilting her head slightly as she looked down. Her hands were behind her back doing god knows what. One of her feet supported her weight while the other was drawing circle on the ground.

He could tell she was somewhat irritated by his question, but calmed down after a while. She was indeed growing. Regarding her request, he hesitated. His heart was screaming for her to accept it, but his brain was warning him not to get too close.

"No," he answered her firmly, though his heart was dying to accept it. It was all a matter of sacrifice and stupidity.

"Why? You promised!" she cried out desperately, looking at him. Her eyes distinctly spelled "hurt".

He did not answer to this question. He did not know how to answer her, he did not know how to tell her that he was not worthy of her. How to tell her to stay away from the dangers she couldn't see when she has brains of such.

The music plays on…


This time, This place
Misused, Mistakes
Too long too late
Who was I to make you wait

Mikan lowered her head as if she got the message and turned her back to leave. Moisture sprang into her eyes, but refused to spill from her pretty brown eyes. Why won't he agree? It wasn't something difficult to do. All she wanted was a dance with the person she loved.


Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left

Natsume closed his eyes. It was just one dance, one chance to be with her again. Why won't he allow it? She was going to walk away again, but this time is different. She would be gone forever after this day. They would probably not meet again.

"Just one more time," he mumbled to himself. Reaching forward, he pulled the girl he loves dearly back towards him once more and wrapped his arms around her small frame. Burying his head into her auburn hair, he inhaled her addictive scent.


'Cause you know, you know, you know
I love you
I've loved you all along
I miss you
Been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'll never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

Mikan was startled when she felt herself being pulled back and wrapped around by its owner. Uncontrolled tears rolled down her cheeks. She immediately reacted, hugging the person who held her.

"Why do you always do this to me?" she whispered.

"Gome," she heard his reply in her ear.

She hugged him tighter. Both were unwilling to let go.


On my knees, I'll ask
Last chance for one last dance
'Cause with you, I'd withstand
All of Hell to hold your hand
I'd give it all
I'd give for us
Give anything, but I won't give up
'Cause you know, you know, you know

Finally, Natsume released the girl. Taking one of her hand, he brought it to his lips.

"May I have this last dance?"

A brilliant smile graced her fine feature once more. She nodded, accepting the rare invitation.


That I love you
I loved you all along
And I miss you
Been far away for far too long

I keep dreaming you'll be with me
and you'd never go
Stop breathing if
I don't see you anymore

They swayed according to the music, each reluctant to let go and wishing that time would just stand still, but time never does. Mikan laid her head on Natsume's chest, taking in the luring beats of his heart. Natsume on the other hand, buried his head into her hair, inhaling her scent.


So far away
So far away
far away for far too long

Natsumewas practically in heaven enjoying every single bit of this little precious time he had. He had pushed her away reluctantly for a long time. Though he allowed little moments like this, he knows he still had to push her away in the end. It hurts, but it was necessary for her safety. He needed her to be safe. Should she die because of him, he will regret his whole life.


So far away
So far away
far away for far too long

He lust for her, but in a good way. Somehow, she made it such that he has to stay alive. He had found something worth living for, but cruel fate is going to take her away from him.


But you know, you know, you know

I wanted
I wanted you to stay

She was satisfied, contented for now though she wishes that he will be with her forever, but how long is forever… Each time he hurts her, she forgave him. She knew he had difficulties, she knew why he even hurt her, but still the pain was excruciating.

'Cause I needed
I need to hear you say

"Mikan," he said seriously, lifting her chin to make her face him.

I love you
I loved you all along

And I forgive you
For being away for far too long

Mikan smiled faintly, putting a finger on his lips, before closing her eyes in bliss.


So keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me,and never let me go

A faint smile played at his mouth at the sight of Mikan with her eyes closed. Leaning forward, he examined her face, from her catlike face to her small delicate nose.

Keep breathing
'Cause I'm not leaving you anymore
Believe it
hold on to me never let me go

Her eyelids fluttered open upon feeling something warm against her lips. Natsume was kissing her. Smiling inside, she closed her eyes once more, enjoying the moment of a lifetime.

Keep breathing
hold on to me, never let me go
Keep breathing
hold on to me, never let me go

Ending note: Revised! I really should have done this earlier. When I read it, I was in shock (for the first part). It was HORRIBLE! So I had to do changes to it. Anyway, I am sorry to those who have read it. I sincerely apologize.