Chapter 1: The Narration

May I warn you that if you are an impatient reader for narrations, you might as well skip this chapter and get on with your life, though you run the risk of not understanding the story better.

Mistakes have been done in the past. Mistakes are being done as we speak. Mistakes are to be done in the future. And I think we are all agreed that mistakes leave a rather deep scarring and a blueprint for the future. One solution can point to the undoing of these mistakes: TURN BACK TIME..

I am Mikan Sakura. This is my mistake. This is my journey thorugh realms of the mind to the past. This is my story.

It was the 10th of June. I was 10.

It was 45 minutes past 11. I left the room looking for a worldly diagnosis of a weird something in my chest I have long since felt. Well, okay. I may be overreacting, but DUH! It was nine days ago! That's long enough for me!

It started when I met this lordly boy. He thought he was superior over all living creatures on earth! He was dominating, arrogant, and worse, PERVERTED! He had beautiful crimson eyes that were so ironically cold, raven-black hair that fell gracefully to his ears, and he was holding an uncomfortable black mask. He was disturbing beyond all reason. Well, anyway...

It was an EMBARRASSING way of meeting...he pulled down my skirt, for Pete's sake!..or..well..maybe...it fell down?.WAAH! never mind!

But then there was this blonde, blue-eyed boy. He might have been gay, judging by the fact that he was holding a white rabbit and flushed,no wait, BLUSHED when he saw me, though that impression withered out so quickly as he gave me a death glare. Whoa! Turn off!

Well, you all know the score. You've certainly followed my story most carefully. A series of events led me to discover that the weird feeling in my chest was actually something spelled with an L, and O, a V, and...uhm..an E, I think. Sorry, I'm not that good in speling, I mean Spelling. grins

Six more years have passed. I thought I was loving alone. At least I did until the 3rd of July, when Natsume professed. Well, I forced him to. You can't tell me I'm still dense after six years of tireless saving-me events!Even I am not that...um...stupid. ("Well, what a big surprise," says Hotaru.)But I was scared. Scared of losing Natsume.

I also found out that I had 2 more alices. Both extremely rare and fatal. They were the Barrier and the Healing alice. And as a result, I was forced to be moved to the Dangerous Abilities class. Narumi-sensei, and even Jinno-sensei fought so hard against academy higher-ups, trying to establish that I remain in the Special Abilities class. They both failed rather dismally. And this is where the mistakes begin. My narration ends here.

hi! this is ash, that's my name

this fanfic was a product of my boredom

and hopefully will pacify you

during YOUR boredom periods.

tell me if you like it, cause if you don't then i'll terminate it.

there would be no use creating a story if none of you would like it

would there?

but hey,

reviews will be much appreciated!

love y'all!