A/N: Hello and hi people! This story is a special request so I guess it's new! Yay! Applause. Applause everyone! Hehe!

Warning: This work of fiction has many 'idiots' in it. Haha!

Disclaimer: I'm not GA's owner.

This is for shiroyuki-hime. I hope you like it. I've decided to make it into two chapters--or three. I hope it's okay with you.

Once Upon a Schoolday, I Liked You

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Chapter 1: I Like Cheese!

Hey! Mikan Sakura here. I'm a fourteen-year-old nullifier whose rank is still a two-star. But that doesn't stop me from anything! I'm currently running in the hallways chasing my dear best friend Hotaru, who's trying her best to avoid me, by the way. Seriously, why am I not surprised?

Whoops! There's a wall in front of me. Who put that there? I think it's moving.

Oh. It's Natsume.

"Little girl, couldn't your clumsiness get any more severe than it is?" Natsume snarled as I got up from our collision a few moments ago.

That's Natsume Hyuuga for you. Age fifteen and calls me Little Girl because I'm two months younger. Ha! I should call him Grandpa! Anyway, he's a fire-wielder, a special star and unfortunately, also my partner. Hot-tempered and has the tendency of blaming all the other people around him. They say I'm so lucky to be his partner. Boy, how wrong could they be.

"Me, clumsy? Get a hold of yourself! You're the one who bumped into me." I shot back. Actually, I'm the one who ran into him when I was chasing Hotaru. Hehe! Shh! I should act angry so that I'd look innocent.

"Really now. I remember that there is a rule saying that there should be no running in the halls." He said in a thoughtful gesture.

"I'm not the one who breaks rules here. Aren't you the gudgeon who tried to run away from this academy?" I rolled my eyes as I crossed my arms.

"May I remind you that was years ago and things changed." He said without a hint of emotion both in his voice and face.

I must be careful with where this conversation heads to. He' might go in his isolated "I'm hated by the world" mood again. Sheesh. He's a bigger baby than me.

"Okay. I'll apologize, Mr. I-don't-break-rules-anymore."

"Now that's better." He was feeling all inflated. Haha! It's not long before he'll deflate.

"In one condition." He deflated. Haha!

"You have to say you're an idiot." I chirped. This is going to be fun. Me abasing the famous Natsume Hyuuga. I would make history! I already had a goofy grin pasted on my face. Mwahahaha!

Silence ensued between us. My face fell. Maybe he'd decline. I mean, who'd say that just for me to apologize?

"Okay."

Wow. That was something. Now, I must hear what he'd have to say.

"You're an idiot."

"No no nooo! You got it wrong. You have to say that you're an idiot."

"You're an idiot. How many times do you want me to say it?" a smirk was already plastered in his arrogant face. It makes me want to crush him. Oooh!

"I mean, you're the one to say, "I'm an idiot." Really." Was it something that I said? His smirk transformed into a wide grin.

"Oh. So, you really are an idiot."

Okay. Stop, Rewind, and Play.

"I mean, you're the one to say, "I'm an idiot." Really." I said that? Boy, I really am an idiot. He got me again.

He was chuckling. I feel so idiotic. You really are an idiot, Mikan.

I was sulking then and there. He's the type of person who doesn't make a huge effort to succeed in irking me. He's a pro.

"C'mere you! Why the long face, idiot?" He grabbed me and messed up my perfectly made pigtails.

"Cut it out, Natsume! Now I have to let my hair down." I pouted as I took the hair scrunchies from my auburn locks.

"Is that a bad thing?" Natsume looked at me.

His ruby red eyes were looking directly at my hazel irises. Our faces were mere inches apart. This was perfectly fine. We're that close not to feel so awkward with this proximity.

"You look better when you let your hair down."

I felt my insides go topsy turvy. Did he always feel that way? He's just making fun at me. Yeah, that's what he's doing.

I shoved his hand and started my way to our classroom. I had to walk ahead to recover and hide my ever-so-flushed face. When I felt the blood draining from my face, I turned around. He was rooted at the same place he stood before.

"Are you coming or not?" I smiled at him. He immediately caught up with me. We started walking together towards our homeroom where classes await us.

"Race you to the classroom." He challenged me as he started running. Was this the person who told me about rules minutes ago? I shook my head. Well I ran since we're already late anyway.

RIIIIIIIING!

There goes the three o'clock bell. It means classes are over for the day.

"Sakura and Hyuuga. An hour's detention, now!" Mr. Jinno sternly said. He just came in our room to remind us.

Every erring has consequences. Unfortunately, our first period was Mr. Jinno and he's not one who tolerates latecomers—especially if they made such an entrance.

Detention Room

"Way to go, Natsume. We wouldn't be late if you didn't make such a fuss out of it." I blamed Natsume. It was true! If it wasn't for our badgering, which he started by the way, we wouldn't even be here.

"It wouldn't have happened if you didn't practice your running." Natsume calmly replied.

This guy's impossible!

"Besides, look at the bright side. We're spending time together," he grinned at me. Woah! He's so creepy. He's not a person who'd look at the bright side. Strange.

The detention room had desks—tiny desks that I think could only accommodate elementary students. What were they thinking? Oh well.

While I was pondering that thought over, Natsume laid upon my lap.

"W-what a-are you doing?" my voice was kinda squeaky.

"Chill. I'm just having my shuteye. Now, be still." A hint of arrogance was in his voice.

He's as heavy as a statue! While he's sleeping (I think he was), an idea was forming in my mind. Since he's unconscious, I think I could make an artwork on his face.

That would be fun. I smiled.

"Don't even think about it." Natsume huskily said while opening his eyes.

Huh?

"What are you talking about?" Did he acquire Koko's mind reading alice?

"I know you were planning on harassing me. You like me, don't you?" Natsume teased.

Huh?

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" I shot into fits of laughter. That was the most farcical idea I ever heard.

He got up and looked at me.

"No way! Haha! Me? Haha! Like you? Haha! Planning on harassing you? You've got to be kidding me! Hahahaha!"

I was already clutching my tummy. One more stupid idea and I think I would burst.

"You do," he insisted.

"Yeah, yeah. I like you and the moon is made out of cheese," I said.

Whatever. Everything after that became a blur. We were released after an hour of nonsensical talk revolving around cheese. Kinds of cheese, what cheese was made from and if I liked eating cheese.

"…You like me, don't you?"

"You do."

How right he was.

This afternoon at the detention room was one of the most unforgettable memories I have.

I'm on my bed, tossing and turning, trying to find the perfect position that I could sleep.

Thoughts of him flooded my mind.

"You look better when you let your hair down."

"Besides, look at the bright side. We're spending time together."

What was that all about?

Do I really?

I like him?

Yes. But only as a brother, right?

Ahh! Enough about him! I need to sleep and dream of him.

Eew! That would be a nightmare.

After moments of thinking of cheese and him, I fell into a deep slumber.

What would happen tomorrow?

Another day--another painstaking day with Mr. Arrogant a.k.a. Natsume Hyuuga.

Ooh! I hate his fan girls! They try their best to go near him.

Wait. Are those their heads? They're bald. There are no traces of where their crowning glories used to be.

I take pride of the fact that I'm the only girl who could go near him without any burning "accidents" as he calls it.

Classes go on and odd enough, I steal a glance at him only to find out that he was also looking at me.

"What are you looking at, idiot?" he teased me.

"You like me, don't you?"

That thought crossed my mind.

Instead of giving in to his teasing, I looked at the front. My heart went wild. I don't like him. I don't like him!

I don't.

I don't?

What has gotten into me?

It seems that all I could think of was him and I can't seem to stop.

I like him.

I like him!

I don't need to shout it in my mind to know that I really do.

"You do."

I do.

But should I tell it to him?

To be continued..

A/N: Weeeh! How about it, shiroyuki-hime? I hope you don't mind the cropping. Hahaha! Send me the most gruesome of your thoughts concerning this fanfic. Cheerio! Read and review or--.

Lutsalove,

Ashe

P.S. I'll update My Heart soon enough. Don't skin me alive! é-.è