There Will Be Angels

Dawn.

A comforting fog surrounded the school's campus. One could hear the sounds of dragonflies and see the flapping of birds' wings. It was drizzling that day, soft and clear, yet the air was fresh like the scene from a dream.

But Mikan could care less right now.

She arrived at the train station earlier that morning, and there were no morning public buses for her to take. This resulted in her having to spend thirty dollars on a taxi ride-her heart burned with every dollar spent! So when she finally arrived at the school, she decided she would walk from the campus entrance to the dorms on her own two feet.

The branches of the cherry blossom trees seemed to be waving at her and the flower petals danced in the drizzling rain.

Mikan hauled the stupidly heavy suitcase through the little trail in the school's forest of trees. Her forehead glistened with sweat and the back of her white dress was soaked-either from the sweat or the rain. She took a break, catching her breath, and looked around.

Gosh, this school was ridiculously large!

Her trip from the school's entrance to here already took a full 30 minutes. But according to the campus map, she still had one-third of the way to go to arrive at the dorms! If she knew this earlier, she would have just rode the school's campus bus. All this work just to save a dollar!

Frustrated, Mikan wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, and looked around.

Suddenly, something caught her eye under an isolated, but dense group of trees.

Tears of rain drizzled onto the leaves; there seemed to be a delicate layer of transparent, moist diamonds in the air.

A male was bent over, sleeping at a stone table.

He had raven hair, a handsome back profile, and had very muscular legs. Mikan saw a route to get her out of this torture.

Mikan, trying to hold in her extreme excitement, pulled her suitcase to a stop in front of the male, and tried to wake him,

"Excuse me."

The male did not move, continuing to sleep.

She carefully nudged his elbow, raising the decibels of her voice, "Excuse me, could you do me a favor?" She expected him to help lug her suitcase to the dorms.

Rain gently floated among the woods.

The man still continued to sleep, completely ignoring her. The only movement seen was his sculpted back rising up and down with each soft breath.

"Hey! I am talking to you, are you listening?"

Mikan was getting a little pissed.

Even if you did not want to help, you could at least say a couple words. What's with this reaction? It's so rude.

"Hey! Hey!"

She harshly pushed him a couple of times, wanting to kick him. He dares be this cold to her? Is her voice that scary? Such a blow to her self esteem.

The man seemed to be in a dead sleep.

Mikan suddenly felt that something was wrong. She thought about it, but why was she experiencing an unexplainable bad feeling about this? She stared intently at the figure, and felt an icy coldness on her fingertips. This coldness was radiating from the body…

He was cold like-

A dead body!

Mikan screamed in fear!

Her whole body started to shake and everywhere on her body, from her fingertips to her toes, felt icy. A while later, Mikan mustered her courage, and cautiously reached out one hand to push the sleeping figure.

Bong!

His head banged onto the stone table.

He had long raven locks, a bright and fresh smell, a high nose bridge, and a glistening diamond earring on the right earlobe. Such a handsome man! Only his facial complexion was pale with no life and his lips had an undertone of purple.

She placed a finger under his nose to check his breathing…

A sigh of relief was heard.

There was still a little breathing going on.

Mikan quickly started yelling, "Help! Help! There is an unconscious person!" The sound passed through the leaves and echoed in a ghost-like way amongst the trees.

The sound then disappeared in the vast forest.

Rain dripped from the crisp, green leaves and slid smoothly onto the soaked earth.

What the hell?! Where are the people in this ginormous school? Why are there only a few birds and some dragonflies? Seeing the male, she did not hesitate any further. Bending down, she got him onto her back, and started to run out of the vast school forest.

Mikan was breathing harshly, all the blood rushing to her face, using up all her 19 years of energy.

Mr. Raven's legs were helplessly dragging on the ground.

His breathing seemed to get softer and softer.

"Hey! Hey! Don't die!" Mikan nervously looked back, continuously shouting back at the ebony teen.

The teen's lips were becoming more and more purple.

"Hey! Don't be like that! Wake up already!"

She was worried to a point of speechlessness, tightly gripping his arms, attempting to carry him up a flight of stone stairs. Step by step, she finally arrived at the main walkway. Fortunately, the school's campus was large enough to the point where there were taxis running around everywhere. Without even thinking, she waved her hand frantically to signal at a taxi.

"The hospital! To the nearest hospital!" yelled the sweaty Mikan to the taxi driver.

The driver, seeing the urgency of the situation, stepped on it.

Threads of rain trailed down the window of the vehicle.

Outside the vehicle, there was nothing but mist and fog.

Inside the vehicle, Mikan gently laid the man's head onto her lap, checking his breathing again.

His breathing was delicately fading…

His purple lips were pursed tightly, his skin a pale white, and his body seemed helplessly weak.

Perhaps-

These were symptoms of a heart attack?

Mikan hesitantly thought. She once researched a lot pertaining to heart disease and read many books on the topic. It mentioned the symptoms of a heart attack were similar to this. If you are unconscious for too long without any immediate medical care, you can quickly die.

"Was it a heart attack?" Mikan asked the taxi driver.

"How would I know?" the driver said as he ran through a red light, stepping on the gas pedal, "But his condition seems to be very dangerous."

Right at this moment-

The delicate breathing stopped completely!

In a state of shock, Sakura's widened eyes could only stare at the man.

Is he dead?!

Ah whatever, I don't have time to think about it! Grasping her courage, she used her left hand to hold the area of his heart and with her right hand, made a fist and harshly pounded on the back of her left hand.

Bong!

Bong!

Bong!

Frantically trying to recall what the books she read said about the specific rhythm of this procedure, she continued to strongly pound her fist to his heart.

"You aren't going to punch him to death are you?!" the driver doubtfully yelled.

"Either way he could die!" Mikan's forehead was filled with sweat.

Bong! Bong! Bong! Bong! Bong!...

Cough!

The raven teen suddenly coughed, his whole body shaking.

"Are you awake?!"

Mikan joyfully leaned over him, just in time to see his eyelids slowly fluttering open.

A pair of cold eyes.

A pair of eyes that revealed distance, confusion, unexplainable cruelness, and masked softness.

Mikan was mesmerized by the male's eyes.

She felt as if something had crashed into her heart.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

The raven teen struggled to sit up, but due to the weakness of his body and his bad migraine, fell back into Mikan's lap.

"To the hospital." Mikan suddenly felt strange, knowing the man's head was on her knees.

The raven teen's eyes flared with anger, cursing, "The hell?! Who told you to take me to the hospital! Are you crazy?! Do you want to die?!"

"The one that wants to die is you." Mikan said, rolling her eyes and muttering under her breath. I thought good things came to good people. I just saved his life and all I get in return is a big yelling. It's so hard to be a good person in this society.

"We're here at the hospital!"

The taxi driver announced as he slammed the brakes.

Because Mikan had called the emergency room earlier on the ride, there were already several doctors, nurses, cots, and other medical equipment waiting for them.

She opened the door yelling, "The patient is here!" Then cutely smiled at the furious raven teen.

He was shocked at the unfolding events.

With a push, Mikan got him out of the taxi. Haha, seeing how angry he was, his physical state should be okay. She tried to hold in her giggles, completely ignoring the death glares the male was sending her.

He was then forced onto a cot by doctors and nurses while shouting and struggling, "Let go of me you idiots!"

His words were ignored and the cot went flying through the emergency room door.

The raven teen's profanities and curses slowly faded...

Mikan sighed in relief and collapsed onto the seat of the taxi. She rubbed her nose and smiled. She just saved someone's life right? With that, she just might be able to become an angel.

"Hey, do you still need to go anywhere?" the taxi driver asked.

"Oh right. I still need to pay you. How much?" she asked as she grabbed for her purse. Wait. Where was her purse?...

Oh shit.

She left her purse and luggage in the forest at the school!


Mikan decided-

she liked this school!

After she breathlessly ran back into the forest, her luggage and purse were still in their original places.

"Does all this belong to you?"

A petite girl sat on the stone stool, dressed in a lace-trimmed white dress. "Why were you absent for so long? I have been waiting for a little while now."

Mikan just stared at her with grateful eyes.

"Were you watching my stuff for me?"

"Yes." the girl said as she checked her phone for the time, "Oh dear. It's almost time for class. If you had not come right now, I would have turned it in to the office."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." Mikan was touched to speechlessness. That suitcase and purse contained everything she owned. If she had lost it, she would surely kill herself. Oh. Wait...Mikan scratched her head...what did she just say?...class time?...

She checked the time-

It was already 7:40!

"Ah! I'm gonna be late!" What was she going to do?! Her luggage still hadn't made it to the dorms yet, and furthermore, she didn't even know where the classrooms where!

There was a slight gust of wind among the trees.

The sunlight radiated.

It was almost like a guardian angel was flapping its crisp, white wings, gently flying to Sakura's side, smiling.

When she sat down in her seat in the classroom, it was 7:50.

Mikan continuously nodded and thanked the petite girl that sat in the row in front of her.

It was such a coincedence.

That girl name was Anna and was even in the same class as her. Anna really was a kind soul, not hesitating to help Mikan lug the big suitcase to the dorms and helping her to her classroom.

Through conversation, Mikan and Anna officially became friends.

Post-rain sunlight shined on Mikan.

How lucky.

Mikan started smiling to herself.

So many interesting things happened on her first day here.

The students of the class all curiously looked her up and down.

"What's your name?"

"Did you really transfer from St. Mary?"

"Why did you come here?"

...

It's not that these people were curious, but more suspicious. It's just that St. Mary's was too famous. To be able to get into that school, you had to be the best of the best. People that came out of there always had bright futures ahead of them. Though St. Alice was pretty good, as in top class, it was still far behind St. Mary.

Hearing these questions, Mikan raised her head and smiled.

"My name is Mikan."

"Mikan?"

"Yeah. It's a weird name right?"

Right then, an icy voice drifted over from a corner of the classroom-

"How strange. St. Mary is a legend, yet you transfer here, Mikan?"

A strikingly beautiful girl with short, curled hair was applying lip gloss with her handheld mirror. Her gaze drifted towards the circle of students surrounding Mikan.

"You didn't do something and couldn't stay at St. Mary's any longer and transferred here, did you?"

The classroom temporarily became silent.

The whole class directed their gaze at Sumire and then back at Mikan. They were all quite curious.

Seeing the turn of events, Anna nudged the girl sitting next to her,

"Do something. Mikan is a friend I just made today."

That girl had short, cropped hair and deep eyes, revealing some of her cold personality. She had her focus on an English dictionary. Hearing Anna, she raised her gaze to focus on Mikan.

Anna then added on quickly, "I'll clean the dorm bathrooms for one whole week!"

"...fine."

The girl with the cropped hair accepted the conditions of trade and stood up, walking towards Mikan. She put out her right hand-

"Hi. My name is Hotaru. Welcome to our class."

Having said that, Hotaru's gaze swept across the room, and all the students began to clap and chant, "Welcome! Welcome to our class!"

Like magic, the once dark and silent atmosphere became bright. They were all welcoming Mikan like she was a celebrity.

Wow, this so-called Hotaru must have some background. Mikan stood up, looking at Hotaru with grateful eyes, grasping her hands,

"Thank you!"

Hotaru's lips curved slightly upwards. Slightly.

"Sumire, is this the attitude you use to treat new students? Do you have no shame? She just came here and you don't help her, but doubt her intentions?"

Sumire closed her mirror with a clack, coldly responding,

"Oh really? Then why did she transfer here?"

Mikan stared at Sumire in shock, "Why would I come here? St. Alice is great!" She smiled brightly, "They say St. Alice has the world's most beautiful campus. It really is. I never could have thought that there was such a campus that was so beautiful it could shock people. Furthermore, St. Alice's business school is very influential. To be able to be educated here alongside everybody makes me very happy."

"Wow!"

Her words made all of St. Alice's students feel nice and proud of their school.

Luna smirked, "You sure can talk."

Mikan's face flushed in embarrassment, "Ah, you caught me. Well...I do have some intentions of trying to get you guys to like me...I hope everybody can accept me..."

Everyone's eyes widened!

Such a cute, straightforward girl. Suddenly, it seemed like the distance between the students and her just disappeared. Everyone's faces had smiles on them.

"Mikan! We welcome you!"

Another round of applause shook the room.

Mikan smiled, "Thank you! Thank you everyone!" Well, that's good. At least she is accepted.


Mikan sat in the last row of the classroom. The seat next to her was empty. Actually, she really wanted to sit in that spot because it was next to the window. You could breathe in fresh air and watch the birds flying past. The seat seemed to be empty, yet had two books on top of the desk. The books had a thin layer of dust covering them.

She hesitated.

Whatever, this must be the seat of a person who likes to skip class. Well, since they don't come often, I guess I'll just trade seats with this person.

She refocused and concentrated on the lecture. Her first class was human resources. The main professor's name was Jinno. He was older, 40 or so, and quite strict. Though his lecture's content wasn't very interesting, it had very strong logic. Mikan couldn't help but slowly fall into it.

The classroom was very quiet.

All the students were listening to Jinno and taking notes.

So when the classroom door was kicked open with a BANG, everyone jumped out of their chairs!

A furious man stood at the doorway. He was tall and handsome, had raven-colored hair, and was wearing a black T-shirt, jeans, and had a diamond earring on his right earlobe.

Mikan looked up from her notes...

...and lost control of her laughter.

Haha, the raven teen from this morning is in her class?!

This world is full of coincedences!

The raven teen was soaked by the rain and had eyes of anger. Beads of waters dripped from his hair and even the Air Jordans he was wearing were almost unrecognizable by the mud and water that ruined them.

Outside the window, thunder roared.

Jinno stared the teen down, "Natusme Hyuuga, you are late again, and used your foot to kick open the door. Don't you know that disrupts the class?!"

The students quietly whispered.

Natsume seemed to not have heard, wiping away the water on his face and shaking his hair. The beads of water in his hair flew everywhere. Jinno's face included.

All the students just stared.

Natsume walked past the lecture podium, making his way towards the back of the room, frustratedly saying-

"Would you shut up? It's raining, can't you see?!"

Jinno literally shook from his anger, "What about everyone else?! It was raining for them too, why aren't they late?! All you do is skip class, be tardy, and start fights with your peers! It's a wonder you haven't been expelled!"

Natusme was busy listening to the music blaring from his headphones, completely ignoring the professor. He continued making his way back under the stares from his classmates. He walked to where Mikan was and stopped, his cold gaze testing her.

A bolt of lightning exploded in the sky outside of the window.

Ever since Jinno yelled out Natsume Hyuuga, Mikan's breathing stopped.

Natsume Hyuuga.

Is he Natsume Hyuuga?

She slowly raised her head, looking him straight in the eyes, all of her bodily strength sucked away. So that's why he was the first one she met after she came here. It's because he is Natsume Hyuuga.

Mikan bit her lip.

Blood was crazily rushing to her head, making her a little dizzy. Her eyes were disoriented and cloudy, not allowing her to see him clearly.

"Get up! You're in my way!"

Natusme stared her down.

Of course he recognized this girl who was stupidly staring at him. She was the meddling one who sent him to the hospital that morning.

Mikan frantically got up, letting him to the seat on the inside. So that empty seat was his. When the two bodies crossed, she smelled his rain-tinted natural scent.

The rain outside of the window hit the crisp, green leaves of the trees.

The air was fresh and clean.

Natsume Hyuuga collapsed onto the desk and slept.

Mikan, however, all of a sudden had no interest in the lecture, only turning her head to the sleeping figure next to her. At this moment, the whole world disappeared from her eyes. Her eyes only saw the one in the seat next to her.

Natsume had an extremely attractive face with a high nose bridge and thick eyebrows. The diamond earring gave a slight devilish face to him, but not without of hint of mystery.

He seemed to be extremely tired, collapsed on the table in a deep sleep. Is he always this tired? Does he always sleep like this? Is that why his books are masked in dust?

Because of Natsume's appearance, the atmosphere of the classroom became very strange. Jinno talked for a little longer, calming the fire in him down. He put the lecture aside and held up a stapled packet of papers, "Last class I had everyone write a short essay. I read them all and they were all generally pretty good. I can see the hard work and effort put into them. But, there was one essay that was very unique."

The students stopped their writing and looked at him.

Jinno coughed, "Mr. Natsume Hyuuga."

Natsume was in a wonderful deep sleep, softly snoring.

The classroom erupted with uncontrollable laughter.

"Natsume Hyuuga!"

Jinno volume increased.

Mikan nudged Natsume's arm, muttering, "Hey, wake up..."

"WHAT?!" yelled the awoken lad, angrily staring at Mikan. Don't you know that disrupting someone's sleep is the worst?!

"NATSUME HYUUGA!" Jinno was already angered to the point of insanity, his forehead glistening with sweat, and his face red like a tomato, "Stand up!"

Natusme relunctantly did so,

"What?"

"Skill and knowledge are all important factors in labor productivity. Same tools and machinery ought to be seen as a part of the national wealth. At the same time, because of educational expenditures bringing a bigger national wealth in the future, expenditures for education are compatible with expenditures for public affairs." Iruka stated, "Tell me, who brought this up?"

Natsume thought for a second, "Adam Smith?"

"Incorrect."

"David Ricardo?"

"Incorrect."

"Hmmm..."

"Are you going to guess Marshall Cairns next?!" The students all cracked up. Natsume was just going to follow the International Trade Theory phylogeny and continue to guess.

Natsume lazily responded,

"All incorrect? Well it can't be me that brought it up, can it?"

Jinno furiously chucked the essay in his hand at Natsume, "John Muller! This was the content of your essay! I was surprised that you actually could write 6000 words in your essay. Natsume Hyuuga, even if you took this right off of the Internet, you could actually put some effort into it. You did not change the font or the composition. You were even lazy to the point you did not take off the name of the author at the end of the article!"

The whole class erupted in laughter.

The essay did not hit Natsume. In fact, it landed on Mikan's desk. She casually picked it up and flipped through it. No wonder Jinno was angry. The whole article was untouched and wasn't reorganized, clearly displaying to the reader it was directly printed from the Internet.

Class ended with the ringing of the bell.

"I'll give you two days. If the essay still can't be turned in," Jinno cruelly stared at Natsume, "don't even think about taking the final exam." Finishing, he got up and left the classroom, leaving the class full of giggles and quiet whispering.

Natsume Hyuuga seemed to not even hear, continuing to sleep on his desk.


"You shouldn't sit in that seat."

Anna pulled Mikan out of the classroom. Being her friend, Anna had the responsibility to tell her.

"Natsume Hyuuga is the school's most messed up character!"

"How?" Mikan widened her eyes.

"All he does everyday is skip class. He is already failing three classes. The calculus, accounting, and statistics teachers have already written him up five times this semester. They all tell him before a test, "Natsume Hyuuga, you don't need to take the test. You won't pass anyway."

"So, he didn't end up passing?"

"Yeah! Got 59 points in all three courses." Anna laughed, "I hate him the most. When he doesn't come, it's at least quiet. Many times, he's tardy, making it hard for everyone to have class."

"59 points..." Mikan said.

"He also likes to pick fights! There's been at least two cases where he beat people up to the point where they were hospitalized!" Anna continued, "But, that's all because of their family's wealth. No matter what happens, it seems that his mom can settle it all. So he can stay in this school and do whatever he wants."

"Do whatever he wants?" When he was sent to the hospital this morning, he was very fierce; when he was tardy to class he was arrogant. But the Natsume at that moment was sleeping like a child.

Anna carefully inspected the kind of look Mikan had in her eyes, "Hey, Mikan!"

"Huh?"

"Do you like to read romance mangas?"

"No. Not really."

Anna sighed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's good. That is good. Don't be like the other girls, going for the "bad boys". They're all surrounding him like idiots, ruined by those romance mangas."

Mikan smiled, "Anna, thank you."

"For what?"

"For always looking out for me." She smiled at Anna, her eyes clear and transparent, "I have such good luck right? Being able to meet you."

Anna, touched, held Mikan's hands, "I really like you! This must be fate. We will definitely be the best of friends!" While saying that, her eyes widened, "Haha, look! There's gonna be a good show!"

Mikan gaze followed her friend's-

Wow, such a pretty girl.

She had a small face, clear and big eyes, long blonde hair, and a nice figure.

When she walked by, she had the eyes of all the male students on her. Foam was dripping from all of their open mouths. Mikan thought that a beauty like that only existed in fairytales. She looked so petite, making people feel the need to protect her.

"That's Luna Koizumi, the flower of the literature department at St. Alice."

"She is very dedicated to becoming Natsume's saving angel. You don't even know how many hearts she breaks.

Luna walked up to Natsume's desk, silently gazing at him. A soft, kind, and pitiful aura made her look like she had long wings growing from her back-

like an angel.

"Are you here?"

She said in a soft, dream-like voice, afraid she would wake him.

"No shit! If he wasn't here, who the hell are you looking at? A spirit?" Sumire coldly snorted. She too pulled herself out of her seat and stepped right in front of Natsume, blocking him from Luna, "Idiot, can't you see he's sleeping. Leave, don't disrupt him!"

Luna ignored Sumire, still lovingly gazing at Natsume.

"Are you feeling well? Why do you seem so tired?"

Sumire was getting goosebumps from Luna's disgustingly fake voice, "Do you have to be so fake?"

"Luna VS Sumire, Battle #301," Anna shook her head, "This is a classic battle scene. Basically if Natsume is present, there will definitely be a show."

"Are the two of them his girlfriends?" They seem to be polar opposites.

"Two of them? Haha, you severely underestimate Natsume. You need a huge truck to carry all his girlfriends. It's only these two that are so dramatic about it."

The sunlight after the rain seeped into the classroom.

One soft girl, one cold girl; between them, Natsume was in a deep sleep, slightly snoring.

The clear and bright sunshine shined onto Natsume.

His whole body seemed to be translucently glowing.

Mikan sudden thought that in his dreams, there must be a peaceful world.

"Shut up!"

Natsume angrily shouted, his whole face tired with lack of sleep, glaring at Sumire and Luna.

"I'm sorry..." Luna's eyes teared up, apologetically looking at him, "I disturbed you, right? It's all my fault..."

"You know you have fault, and yet you always run over here to disrupt him. Are you stupid?" Sumire rolled her eyes.

"Get out."

Natsume's voice was icy.

Sumire stood there in shock, not daring to look at him.

"I said get out! Are you deaf?!" Natsume's eyes flamed, yelling at Sumire, "Get out-! I remember telling you last week, I-am NOT-interested-in you!"

Crickets.

Dead silence.

All the students in the class were still of shock!

His voice was so loud, Mikan could hear it clearly from outside the classroom. Sumire's face was red then pale, and finally ran out of the room crying.

Luna bit her lip, trying no to laugh. She held Natsume's arm gently, staring into his eyes, with tears still evident in her eyes.

"I haven't seen you in so long. Did something happen?"

Natsume pushed her aside, annoyed,

"You leave too. I want to sleep."

Luna awkwardly stood there. After a while, she softly coughed and forcefully smiled, "Okay, then I'll leave. You rest."

Natsume went back to his beloved task of sleeping.

Like that, Natsume slept in that classrom for the rest of the morning.


When his stomach intensely growled for the 13th time, Natsume just couldn't continue to sleep anymore. He adjusted his position.

Ah, screw this! His arm hurt, and his back and hip were numb.

His eyebrows creased. He yawned and tried to continue his sleep.

"When your sleeping position isn't correct, it is very normal for you body to ache. It's also very easy to catch a cold." A happy, smiling voice sounded by his side.

Natsume opened his eyes!

The sunlight poured in from outside the window. A girl stood under the blinding rays, her face brightly lit. You could only see her beautiful, smiling eyes and small lips. She had mid-length hair, which was quite thin and very fine, which seemed almost seemed like golden threads in the light.

He had to squint to see her.

"It's you again? How come you seem like a never disappearing shadow?"

"My name's Mikan." Mikan's face revealed a big smile, "I just transferred here today."

All the other students had left a long while before, leaving the two alone in the classroom.

Natsume stood up, pushing Mikan aside,

"Get out of my way!"

"Are you hungry?"

Mikan smiling, ignoring his evil aura.

Natsume was severely annoyed, "What do you want to do?"

Mikan blinked and like magic, pulled out from behind her back, a bottle of juice and some bread,

"You must be hungry. I'll treat you!"

Natsume crossed his arms and looked her up and down suspiciously. She pushed him out of the taxi this morning, making him fall onto the ground. His shoulders and arms still hurt from that. Not getting her for that was the limit to his charity, what was she playing now?

Mikan stuck a straw into the juice bottle and handed it to him, smiling,

"Drink."

Originally her plan was to get to the office to finish her transfer papers, but hearing his stomach growl, she just had to buy him something.

Natsume's stomach growled.

Mikan laughed, putting up her right hand, "I swear, the food is not poisoned!"

He looked at her again, ripped the straw out of the bottle and drank in big gulps. After he drank half of the bottle, his desperate hunger was somewhat quenched. He cooly sat on the desk, raising his eyebrows,

"What do you want?"

Such a mysterious girl. She sends him to the hospital, pushes him out of a taxi, and buys him juice and bread. She probably is trying to attract his attention so she can be one of his many girlfriends. He has seen way too many of these types of girls.

"What do I want?" Mikan was confused, her eyes enlarged.

Natsume smirked.

"My dates will be packed until next week. If you're patient, just wait. But..." He looked her up and down, "If you dress like that on our date, it would be extremely embarrassing."

"Oh..."

Mikan smiled, scratching her head, grabbing a packet of stapled papers from his desk, "This? When do you plan on writing it?"

Natsume looked at it.

It was the human resources essay Jinno had thrown at him.

"Why should I write it?"

"If you don't, you won't pass the class!" Mikan nervously said, "After class I saw the essays from other students. It actually doesn't need to be very complicated and professional. Just giving your opinions about the topic will be fine. It doesn't need to be too long either."

Natsume colding smirked. He won't pass? If he didn't pass the class and couldn't graduate, then the school's new library project would stop receiving funds. Jinno was just an idiot who didn't know the current situation.

"What does it have to do with you?"

He coldly stared at the caring her.

Mikan stopped and though, then smiled again, "I want to be your guardian angel!"

Natsume choked on his milk. He smirked and reached out a hand to touch her forehead, "If you're sick, go see a doctor. Oh and don't read too many mangas, you'll get poisoned."

Finished, he left.

Mikan held the essay, sitting where she was. After a while, she scratched her head and bitterly smiled. Maybe she was rushing things.

But-

She has been looking for him for so long.


Author's Note:

Hello, my name is Linda. For those of you new to my stories, I really appreciate you reading my newest creation. For those returning readers of mine, thank you for staying up-to-date with me. I have been on fanfiction for quite some time and have written many stories. Though I have written many, I haven't actually finished many. But I am intent on sticking with this one as long as people keep on reading:) Thank you for reading There Will Be Angels and please do comment or PM me about any comments, questions, or concerns regarding the story. I would love some constructive criticism or even your thoughts about how you would like the story line to go.

Love to all of you,

Linda