Well, That Just Tipped the Awkward Scale
A Series of Drabbles
Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice. Sorry. Just don't.
Author's Note: So, I hope you enjoy. They're kind of longer then the usual drabble but still a little too short to be an actual one-shot. A drabble-shot? You can call them that if you want. :)
1. Pouring Love (Part 1)
MikanxNatsume
"Man, it's pouring out there. And I wanted to go to Central Town. Shit." One of his classmate's thoughts ran through Koko's own head. The mind reader couldn't agree more. It was a particularly rainy Friday, like many other days in May. This kind of weather had always put a damper on his mood. His partner in crime, aka Kitsu, was out sick and Koko was left alone to bask in the many thoughts of his other peers.
He was entirely too bored when Kitsu wasn't there. Even making Sumire pissed off wouldn't help him. Granted he should, since all she was doing was drooling over Natsume. In her mind and physically. But he sat in his seat in the very back of the room like a good little boy. A migraine was settling into his skull.
It was the very beginning of the morning, and it was oddly silent for a class being "taught" by Assistant-sensei. Of course everyone was a bit restless since it was the end of the week, but still too mellow for class B. Sure, there was the usual chatter, but there was something missing.
"Aah. Mikan." Koko thought as he caught a glimpse of the vacant seat next to Natsume. Luca had caught the bug from Kitsu, and it was spreading around the academy like butter on toast.
As if on que, the lively brunette came bursting in through the door, her hair soaking wet along with the rest of her. He found it hard to keep back his laughter as he saw Natsume's head perk up at the sight of her. He knew he wasn't the only one who saw the obvious feelings in him, but Mikan sure didn't. From the thoughts he heard from her, she was as dense as a truck full of boulders.
"Sorry I'm late! I swear I set my alarm clock too!" She rushed through a small list of excuses between breaths before calming at the sight of Assistant-sensei. She was literally drenched, what with stray drops of water falling from her pigtails, her jacket clinging to her body like a baby koala, and her shoes squishing against the floor.
The fire-castor couldn't keep his eyes off her, but as she sloshed over to her seat, Natsume turned to his manga. It was almost unheard of for Mikan not to try and crawl all over Hotaru, so why…? Koko mentally slapped himself when duh, Hotaru had been sick for the past few days too.
What was with this weather?
The rest of their free class passed by slowly and uneventfully. A couple of times he almost ditched and went outside to watch the grass grow. And apparently he wasn't the only one bored out of his mind. Maybe it was because Mikan had fallen asleep and wasn't being noisy and brightening their day. It surely needed some brightening too.
That girl was almost snoring when Serina's lesson had started, and she was almost too lucky not to have been caught. Koko saw that Natsume was completely focused on her the entire time, his eyes watching her like a snake hunting its prey. Even as the lesson melted into break, neither of them moved. Any fool could see how the boy felt about her. …Expect the girl herself, of course.
Koko could barely believe what the crimson-eyed boy did whilst their peers talked aimlessly. He gingerly took one of her pigtails in hand and kissed her still-drying hair.
"Beautiful." The word echoed in Koko's head as all the thoughts of all others almost muted.
And the mind reader couldn't help but stare at his classmate. It was amazing Natsume would do something like that so… publicly. He looked so vulnerable to any passerby. Maybe Hyuga was coming down with something too.
Koko was even more surprised when his eyes met with the fiery red ones of the raven-haired Natsume. He received a nice glare in return.
"Dammit, Koko… if you say anything I'll burn you to a crisp." That thought echoed in his head too.
Oh how he wished to answer, "Making me look like burnt toast won't really help me with the ladies, Natsume," but the next class was already starting.
The trademark smile that seemed tattooed to his face grew a little.
Nah, he lied. He liked rainy days.