DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GAKUEN ALICE.

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"47 prefectures, 41 cities, 23 special wards, over 3,000 islands...in the total of 377, 944 sq. kilometers and over 127, 360,000 population here in Japan...I found you...and I'm not letting you go."

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"You seem frustrated Natsume." Ruka Nogi opened a can of cola and it produced an 'fssshhh' sound. He sipped a little before putting it down on the table. He looked up and found his best friend Natsume Hyuuga, propping his head on his hand, seemingly burdened by all the problems in the world.

"It's the theme of my first photograph contest," Natsume sighed and leaned back on his chair. He slouched and sighed, looking up in the ceiling with a frown.

"Light, eh? It's quite simple. You just have to take a picture of a sun or a moon or whatever thing that emits light, you know." Ruka rolled his eyes and grabbed his cola from the table. He drank from it and put it down again. Natsume straightened up and slightly glared at Ruka.

"What?" Ruka raised an eyebrow. "Is there something wrong on what I said?"

"Well...there's nothing wrong really," Natsume admitted. "But I think the theme is deeper than what you think."

"Like what?" Ruka asked, gulping down his cola once more before turning again to Natsume. The latter growled and jerked away the cola from Ruka's hands.

"Hey...what did you do that for?" Ruka hissed. Natsume shrugged and threw the can on the trash can.

"I was drinking that!" Ruka fumed. "Why on earth are you venting all your frustrations on my damn cola? He is not doing anything wrong!"

"Use 'it' Ruka! It's a thing not a person!" Natsume returned, grimacing at his friend. "I'm having a major problem here and all you could do is to drink a cola in front of me. What kind of a friend are you?"

"I told you! Just take a picture of the sun or anything," Ruka retorted. "With your skills, whatever you took would be beautiful anyway."

Then Ruka stood up and went towards the refrigerator. He grabbed a can of cola and opened it again. Natsume glared at his friend.

"What?" Ruka raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing," Natsume grumbled. Ruka wandered around his friend's condominium and looked at his shelves. He saw a book sticking out and took it out.

"Oh, cool! Is this our yearbook back when we were in grade school?" Ruka asked. Natsume snapped away from his reverie and glanced up at his friend. He noticed what Ruka's holding and absent-mindedly nodded. Ruka went towards his friend and put down the cola on his table.

"Hey Natsume," Ruka began, "Let's take a look on our grade school's yearbook."

"Do it yourself," Natsume uttered.

"Oh come on Natsume you looked like you needed some laugh." Ruka put down the yearbook from his hands on the table. Natsume sighed and leaned over to take a look.

Ruka pulled his chair and sat down beside Natsume. He flipped on the pages and laughed.

"Look, we used to look like this!" Ruka chuckled. "We looked like brats."

Natsume smirked. "I still look handsome."

Ruka rolled his eyes and flipped through the pages of the yearbook again. They stumbled on the girls' pictures and Natsume looked at them passively until he saw a girl with bright smile.

"Wait..." Natsume said. He stared at the girl's picture and then looked at her name. "Mikan Sakura."

"Oh! Sakura-san! She's still our schoolmate you know." Ruka glanced at the said girl and grinned.

"Her smile is really beautiful. I wonder when she stopped smiling," Ruka muttered.

"What do you mean?" Natsume raised an eyebrow. "She stopped smiling?"

"Well, recently, I bumped into her. The usual smile on her face was not there," Ruka replied.

Natsume was silent for a good of five minutes. Then he glanced up and said, "Her smile brings light Ruka. I need to take a picture of her smile, her real smile."

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Mikan Sakura was walking towards her school when suddenly a very handsome boy stopped in front of her.

"Sakura-san," he said in a velvet voice. The said girl raised an eyebrow and steered herself to avoid the boy. But then again he ran in front of her and flashed his breathtaking smirk to her.

"My name is Natsume Hyuuga, a photographer. I'm sixteen years old, just like you. And I..." he trailed off when he discovered that he wasn't talking at her anymore.

"Hey," Natsume ran after her.

"Leave me alone, whatever it is...I'm not interested," Mikan uttered. Natsume worked his way in front of her again.

"Just hear me out," Natsume said. Mikan glared at him but he paid no heed about it.

"Like I'm saying, I'm a photographer. I want you to be my model." Natsume put on his best smile, though from someone's point of view he looks snarling, well he rarely smiles, so that's that.

"First and foremost, don't snarl at me. And lastly, I'm not interested," Mikan spun her shoes and continued walking.

"I'm not yet finish, hey!" Natsume blocked Mikan's path again.

"What? I'm going to be late if you keep doing that!" Mikan hissed.

"First and foremost, I'm not snarling, I'm smiling," Natsume said. Mikan had to raise her eyebrow. She's not expecting him to say that.

"And lastly, you're the one I need. The one with the most beautiful smile," Natsume smirked. Mikan rolled her eyes.

"Can't you get into your head that no...I'm not bloody interested," Mikan shouted.

"I have to pass the picture in one month's time. Just help me," Natsume uttered. Mikan sighed.

"You're hopeless..." Mikan commented.

"47 prefectures, 41 cities, 23 special wards, over 3,000 islands...in the total of 377, 944 sq. kilometers and over 127, 360,000 population here in Japan...I found you...and I'm not letting you go," Natsume said, looking straight at Mikan's eyes. The said girl flushed a little before shaking her head and glanced sternly at him.

"Stop joking mister," Mikan muttered. "And please leave me alone."

"I just want you to smile for me. Is there something wrong with that?" Natsume said.

"You know what?" Mikan neared her face into his and uttered, "You're so bossy and demanding so much I want to strangle you. So get off my back and don't ever talk to me again."

Mikan stomped off and Natsume just smirk.

"Just you wait, I will do my best to bring back your smile," Natsume murmured to himself as he watched Mikan's back.

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Mikan went to her locker and saw a post-it note on it. A ghostly smile came in her lips.

The note says:

Smile...you idiot!

-Natsume Hyuuga.

"One persistent idiot," Mikan murmured. She took the post-it note from the locker and put it on the back side page of her diary.

That was the start of her post-it notes collection from one arrogant, demanding, and sarcastic boy named Natsume Hyuuga.

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Author's Notes: Hello! I've been jumbling this story in my mind so I'm happy I finally finished this one-shot! I love you guys and thanks for reading my works...Please drop by a review if you can.