GA Rocklife- prologue note- I didn't really change it, I just added some more onto the end ^^
By: Shikyo Kuranosai
Discalimer- I don't own Gakuen Alice
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Mikan
Age-10
Personality- a bubbly cheerful who hates rich people's guts and loves her best friend Hotaru. Don't get her angry, for your ears will bleed at her high-pitched screaming.
Alice(s)- nullification alice
Hotaru
Age-10
Personality-money obssesed, and stoic looking. She hides her real feelings to everyone except Mikan when they're alone.
Alice(s)- technology alice
Persona
Age- I bet you'd all luv to know, but sadly so do I
Personality- dark, mysterious, and unordinarily nice to Mikan. Teacher of GA's Dangerous Ability class
Alice- death alice (idk what it's called)
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"Come on Hotaru! I want to go see Tokyo!" a brunette girl with pigtails and hazel eyes called, I mean, begged, cheerily to her usually stoic faced friend with dark purple hair and purple eyes but now smiling face. They both wore jeans, but the brunette had a nice black shirt that read- come to the dark side. i have cookies, covered by a denim jacket, her friend wearing a purple shirt that read- i know i'm not smart, i'm a genius.
"Fine, Mikan. But I won't pay for the bus tickets," Hotaru gave in. "And if we get caught by the academy I'm using you as a shield,"Hotaru said, walking with her hand in Mikan's to the ticket counter of Nagoya.
"Wah! Hotaru! You know the Academy only takes Alice-people! Why would they take you! They're probably going to go after me!" Mikan screeched, after she bought the bus tickets.
"Mikan," Hotaru sighed, calming the hyper brunette down by stroking her head like she was a cat.
Mikan sighed a mighty breath as they got into the train to Tokyo.
"Why did I want to go to Tokyo again!?" Mikan asked, scrunching her nose at the smells of the polution circling the major city. "This place is so dead!"
Hotaru chuckled through her usual faqade, then her face returned stoic. "Then next time think before acting. Oh, hey, we should go eat," Hotaru spoke, pointing to a seafood place.
Mikan looked at where her best friend motioned and gave her a giant grin. "Seafood!? Sure!" Mikan ran to the restaurant and dragged Hotaru along with her.
"Hey! Waiter! Can we please have a seat!?" Mikan asked the nearby waiter, who was actually really young looking.
The waiter looked at us as Mikan called him, his long, between waist-shoulder length black, straight hair, and kind, gentle, matching eyes. He slowly made his way to Mikan and Hotaru.
"Oi! Ando! Do we have any empty tables!?" the guy called to another waiter with a black cabby hat on, either blackish or dark purplish hair and a black star under his left eye. The waiter in front of them smiled flirtasiously and told them, "Hi, my name is Tonoichi, but you can call me Tono."
The other waiter came over to us, and gestured his hand to a table to the side with a beautiful view of the sunset.
"Thank you so much--uhm--- what is your name, sir?" Mikan asked, getting embarrased at her stupidness. Usually, she got A+ in her class, with Hotaru as a tutor for things she didn't get.
"My name is Ando Tsubasa. You can call me Tsubasa," the waiter smiled geekily.
Hotaru let out a almost non-existable laugh.
"So, your names are, misses?" Tsubasa asked, raising an eyebrow at them. "And what are such pretty girls like yourself doing in such a dangerous and big city like Tokyo?"
"O-o-oh! I-I forgot my manners! M-my name is Mikan Sakura and this is my friend Hotaru Imai!" Mikan stuttered, giving Tsubasa a formal pretend curtsey since she wasn't wearing a skirt today.
"Ah! That luch was so good! Wasn't it Hotaru!?" Mikan asked the expresionless friend, patting her stomach and looking at the lake in front of her.
Hotaru jumped up. "This isn't good, Mikan. We've accidentaly walked right to the side of the Academy walls."
Mikan actually looked up, and good enough, there was solid bricks walls behind the lake with the water coming from inside the Academy walls.
"Come on, let's start heading back. Keep a low profile Mikan. Call me Imai, and I'll call Saki. Kay?" Hotaru asked her friend waling away from the wall when suddenly there was a loud explosion coming from the now destroyed Academy wall.
The impact didn't affect Mikan and Hotaru while all the other people around the area flew at least a good ten meters away from the impacted area.
"Hey! Get out of the way!" a guy with shoulder length blonde hair and nice blue eyes running from inside the wall called at Mikan and Hotaru, wearing a white long sleeved turtle neck shirt with a black cross on it and jogging sweat pants.
They guessed he was chising the guy that had created the explosion, a boy about their age with raven black/dark purple hair and a black cat mask on and also black Alice Academy clothes on.
The boy dashed past them, right between Mikan and Hotaru, pushing Mikan over.
"Hey! Stop!" Mikan called, making an invisible wall for the boy to hit and become uncoincess. Then Mikan puffed out one of her cheeks, crossed her arms and huffed, "How rude!" from where she sat on the ground, getting back up and walking over to the boy.
The blonde, gay-looking guy came over to us, stunned at why the boy suddenly collasped. "Don't worry," he assured the surrounding crowd, "he's just tuckered-out!" Then he tossed the boy over his shoulder and motioned to us to go with him.
Sighing, the two friends made the best of it and tried their best to follow him calmly.
The gay blonde's name was Narumi and he teached English at Alice Academy. He told Mikan and Hotaru that they were to join the Alice Academy immediately, leaving behind their possesions and family. He also told them that they could send letters to their family and movers would be dropping their stuff at a dorm that would soon be created. Oh, and that they were paid to go to school in the Alice Academy, which left Mikan's mouth hanging wide open next to the dollar signs in Hotaru's eyes.
The boy that was captured after trying to escape only moments earlier's name was Natusme Hyuuga, as the teacher told them, and that he was in the Dangerous Type class, or DA for short. Narumi had earlier taken the boy- I mean- Natusme's cat mask off to show crimson eyes that were wide with shock, even though he was still out.
"Hotaru, if you want to go to the school, I'll stay by your side," Mikan sighed, since Hotaru was her only good and best friend in school, not only that, the Imai's wouldn't have a reson to house Mikan anymore if Hotaru wasn't around.
Oh, yeah, Mikan's an orphan that went to shcool and met Hotaru, since then they became best friends for life. You know, that sort of gooey stuff.
"For the mean while, you'll be rooming with one of the other students, until the new room is built for you two. Oh! That reminds me! I need to go get your uniforms!" Then the stupid Narumi strode off without a single care in the world to get the silent girls their uniforms.
"Hotaru-chan! You never answered my question!" Mikan whispered in slow even breaths.
"I'll stay with you. After all," Hotaru paused, thinking of some words to show their friendship without anyone else knowing it, " you are a very valuble slave."
Mikan felt something tug at her hair just when she was about to give Hotaru a big bear hug.
She turned around to see the crimson eyes of Natsume Hyuuga glaring at her, demanding an explanation.
"So you've finally woke up!" Mikan huffed, puffing her cheek and glaring levely at the Hyuuga boy. "Well?"
That made the boy raise an eyebrow, which annoyed the heck out of Mikan, who finally answered, "I'm still waiting for an apology for pushing me over only hours before!"
Natsume chuckled, and leaned over to her ear. "Oi. I don't think I owe you an apology when you were the one in the way, Polka-Dots," he whispered low enough for Mikan to hear.
Mikan blushed madly before hiding behind Hotaru.
"Come on, he's not a devil in desguise," Hotaru irritatingly urged Mikan, stiffening when Mikan whispered the nickname Hyuuga gave her into Hotaru's ear.
Hotaru gave a glare at the Hyuuga kid. "HOW. DARE. YOU. TAKE. MIKAN'S. IMPURITY. AWAY. FROM. HER," Hotaru went up in flames while Mikan took cover behind the couch while out of nowhere, Hotaru pulled out a flamethrower. "GET. YOUR. FILTHY. BUTT. OVER. HERE."
-------------------Natsume's POV
Natsume glanced at the mad purple eyed girl with a smirk until he realized the brunette duck behind the couch with her head ducked down and her fear wide on her face.
Then the window crashed and a bonde boy with short hair and sky blue eyes came hurtling through the place where glass once was riding on the feet of an eagle.
-------------------Hotaru's POV
"You're late, Ruka," that Hyuuga guy snickered, glancing over at where Mikan was hiding with a glint of amusement in his eyes.
I raised up my falmethrower as a threat, and released the intense flames, but when I stopped, he wasn't at least even harmed or more like how I would wish he was, charred.
He had a smirk on his face that irritated the hell outta me, and I swear if he didn't jump onto the eagle next to that Ruka kid and fly off, i would have killed him.
"Mikaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! Hotaruuuuuuuuuu! I got your uniforms and escort here!" Narumi's gay voice called, making me hide the flamethrower adn drag Mikan to sit next to me on the uncharred couch.
The door open wide, revlealing the ever-so-happy Narumi and a guy with black, spiky hair, dressed all in black, and I swear his upper lip had black lip sitck on it. My eyes darted to his face, only to see that his eyes were concealed by a white mask.
"What happened here!?" Narumi childishly exclaimed.
"Natsume woke up and gave you a hard time, I presume?" the guy behind Narumi came out, with a smirk almost exactly like Natsume's that I wanted to hit him with one of my inventions, the Baka Gun.
I saw the guy formaly bow to us, " My name is---"
"Person Sakura!" Mikan called, her eyes wide with astonishment while I rolled my eyes at her as she rushed up to the guy- I mean Persona- and hug him tightly.
"We were so worried about you, Onii-sama!" Mikan cried into the astonished Persona's outfit.
That ended as quickly as it started.
"Mikan, I should be getting you to class, so take Imai and get changed," Persona mumbled, turning away from the icy glares that I threw at him.
"Come on, Hotaru! I want to meet everyone in our class!" Mikan chided, taking a gasp.
Knowing her, I stole a glance at our uniforms that Mikan had in her arms, and instantly a flame lit in my heart as I saw the black uniforms with a star in a circle pin on the neck.
"NO. WAY. I'M. WEARING. A. SKIRT," I told Narumi.
Persona looked like he had gone into thinking mode while drinking tea on the uncharred couch. "Since you'll be special stars until we find out how strong and exactly what your powers are, you may wear what you wish, just make sure it's school appropriate," he muttered to us, a soft tone hidden within his voice.
"Hotaru and don't like short skirts and revealing clothes, Onii-chan. We like jeans and awsome t-shirts," Mikan giggled. "Oh, and do we have to wear the tops with our own choice in flays?"
That struck me fancy, I, of course, would wear black, faded jeans with a icy, purple, short-sleeved shirt with arm warmers and loose socks, while Mikan on the other hand liked wearing grey, faded to white jeans and a grey short sleeve shirts with long sleeves under them that were white with orange Sakura blossoms falling across it that could be removed whenever the owner fancied.
Narumi and Persona seemed o take a while about thinking about that until I sent a dagger of melted ice flying at the ground between them.
"Sure, as long as you wear that encircled star pin on the shirt," Persona finally answered the two.
"Cool, then we'll stay with what we're wearing," the both of us spoke at the same exact time, casting a glance over to her when she looked at me, we both broke into silent laughter until I returned to my usual stoic face.
Mikan and I took the pins of our given uniforms and placed them on our shirt, where three-fourths of it was coverd by the collar of our shirts.
"Let's go to class!" Mikan called enthusiastically, throwing her fist up into the air.
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Persona had showed them to your class, finding that it was actually the perverted Narumi's class, but in fact he left a permenant sub to take his place after the announcements.
Persona threw the doors wide open, and it banged with a loud thud, sending the students attention to him.
"Hello, class 2b. You have two new students joining you today, and I want you to be nice to them," the sub shakingly ordered his students.
Laughter erupted into the air.
------------------------------------------ Hotaru POV
I was bloody tired of the laughter, after all, I might go deaf if this kept going on. So I took out three pairs of panda headphones, put one on my head and offered one to Persona and Mikan. Of course, Mikan knowing me, she took the headphones, stuck them over Persona's ears, which made everyone stop for a short while and start laughing even harder while Mikan put on the other pair over her own ears.
I took out a metallic object with a button on it out of my back pocket, and opening the lid case that made sure the button wasn't pushed accidently and pushed the now red button.
The kids all gasped and held their ears, screaming, even the sub was screaming, and once I pushed the button again all the students were gasping in shock, even a purple raven haired boy with crimson eyes I'd recognize anywhere.
I finally took out my latest invention, the Baka Cannon.
I threw it into the room so that it faced the Hyuuga kid who dared sneak a peak at my best friend's underwear and call her Polka Dots.
Then, pulling the trigger, multiple, will-kill shots of compressed air headed to the bastard.
My lips curled up into a smile, as I took the panda communicators-headphones off of Persona's head, and took mine and Mikan's off as the both of us then entered the classroom, smiling with an evil glint stuck in our eyes.
God, how I was proud of Mikan, and my results in having some of my personalities rub off onto her over the course of our daily lives.
"Mikan gave a pretend formal curtsey, since she still, was not wearing a skirt of any length. "I'm Mikan Sakura, pleasure to respected as one of the new kids here," she spoke, giving everyone a amused glare, and not even paying any attention to that Hyuuga, who was in fact, surrounded a bunch of guys with girls staring at him with a little drool in their mouths. Fortunately, their attention turned to us as Sakura spoke.
"Whoever said we respected you!?" one of the girls drooling over Hyuuga with the obvious kind of dyed blonde hair and gray, misty blue eyes. She looked like a total whore and slut. Her uniform had the top two buttons undone so that you see the top of a lace bra that she didn't need, seeing as she probably stuffed it to make it look like she had breast. Her red skirt was pulled up high so that you could practically see her underwear.
" 'Cause I'm Hotaru Imai," I replied as my calm self.
"So what! That doesn't make you special at all!" the girl snapped.
"Luna Koizumi! Stop this right now!" the sub demanded, only to be glared at with no respect by this Luna slut and her gang.
"So your name is Luna Koizumi, eh? NOw let's see what I have on you," I clicked my tongue, taking out a metallic object and tossing it to Mikan.
She put it in her ear, and with that, she laughed.
"Hotaru, did she really do that just to catch that arrogant bastards attention for even the slightest second?" Mikan laughed, unable to squeeze a few words under her hard, musical , laughter.
I smiled. "If it tells you she did it, it had to be the truth. Or else I guess it'll happen soon enough. Remember, Hotaru Imai is not smart, she's a genius, and can blackmail even the most well kept character," I wagged my finger at her, closing one of my eyes, and crossing my arms, repeating Mikan's phrase for me.
Luna Koizumi snorted as in saying, I don't care.
"Would you like to tell the class what TRUTH798 told you, Mikan," I asked her, raising my eyebrow at her.
"Sure!" Mikan laughed. "Well, anyways, TRUTH798 told me that Luna tried to short the power of the elevators so that she's get stuck in it with Hyuuga, and then accidentally fall on hi and asked totally frightened of the dark" Mikan burst into laughter again, taking large breaths to return the air she lost.
"And how do you know that!?" Luna snapped at Mikan, forcing a low growl out of my mouth.
"Because I have the alice of invention, and Mikan and I have perfected it over the last few years we spent together. So my inventions are complicated, yet easy for the both of us to operate," I explained, also pointing to my shirt. "Oh, and speaking of which, how'd my flamethrower work against you, Hyuuga?" I snarled his name. "Or would you like me to test it again on you? After all, I need to collect data so that I can make it impossibly perfect."
-------------------------Mikan's POV (Shiko-finally--me- i kno, i didn't ever think that i would actually do Mikan's pov in this chapter.)
I finally let my gaze rest on the manga covered face of Hyuuga. Oh how he irritated me. I swear, if I wouldn't have a criminal record for it, I would murder him.
A hand gently took the manga of his face and I saw that accompliss of his, that Nogi kid, as TRUTH798 told me.
Hyuuga looked at me and Hotaru at the front, and I took out Hotaru's flamethrower bazooka.
"Are you going to answer or not, cause we take the data gathering seriously, and Mikan won't forgive you until you either apologize or give us the data as an apology. Trust me, she'll find a way to knock you out cold if you refuse, and the flamethrower doesn't charr you like last time," Hotaru spoke my anger, only calmly, knowing I'd lose it and kill him if he seriously didn't do one of the three that she spoke of.
"Let me kill him now Hotaru," I hissed through clenched teeth, an utmost tone filled with serious hatred and my aura completely made of my want to strangle him.
There was a flash of amusement in Hyuuga's eyes, and he smirked at me before coming up to me, raising my chin, and saying in front of everyone, "Like you could."
Oh! That did it! I wasn't sure what his alice was when I first met him, but when he wasn't harmed by the fire from Hotaru's flamethrower, the both of us immediately knew that Hyuuga had the alice of fire.
"Ok," I pretended making everyone but Hotaru gasped at my sudden surrender, as I handed the flamethrower bazzoka over to Hotaru. "Since you seem so sure of that, I'll have to prove it by actually hurting you. And what good would that be if you can just use your fire alice to escape the flames?" This made his eyebrow arch, and as he was about to say something to star a rumour about me, I slapped him with the back of my right hand on his left cheek.
The impact was in fact so damn hard that the sound echoed around in the room for a good half minute.