Life is Not Always a FairyTale

A work of fiction by yours truly, Shuuxharuka


A/N: Complete thanks goes to the manga 'Zettai Heiwa Daisakusen' which I found randomly on a cold winters day. I found it was so irresistibly cute that I decided, it would go perfectly with Gakuen Alice! Check it out if you like :) Sorry if there characters are not in persona, this is my first ever Gakuen Alice fic so I have no experience what so ever in this department. I've also twisted the plot slightly so it's not completely identical.


Summary: To say Mikan Sakura loathed Natsume Hyuuga was an understatement, but him as her future husband? A twisted nightmare. An engagement was formed between the two in order for the war to end. But in the end, will they actually learn to love each other?


A prince from the north and a princess from the south….. what kind of relationship do they have?


Chapter 1: Introduction

At a certain place and time, there were two countries continually engaging in war at their countries border.

Princess Mikan Sakura of the country well known for it's lush trees and breath taking lakes and landscapes in the north. Known to devote herself to healing war victims and is often revered to as the 'Holy Maiden'.

Prince Natsume Hyuuga of the country known for it's dry, barren wastelands and scorching deserts in the south. He personally commands the army at the front line and is extolled as the hero.

One day, these two polar opposites appealed to their parents and the countries combined fellow citizens.

"Father, mother, and all citizens please hear us out! In reality, we actually hold deep affections for each other" they said simultaneously.

"Please cease the war and approve of our relationship!"

The kings of the two countries, were in complete disapproval of their relationship at first. However, in the end they lost to the two young people's enthusiasm and perseverance and agreed on peace.

And thus, the two received the citizen's blessings and were happily engaged. They set up their residence at the border of the two countries and began their life together.

However…

S . M . A . C . K !

Their actual relationship consisted merely of their undying hatred for one another.

"Hey!" snapped Natsume Hyuuga his ruby red orbs burning into the back of Mikan Sakura.

She simply walked away briskly, not even wasting an ounce of strength to turn around.

Natsume Hyuuga with his ebony black hair, ruby red hair, toned body and wealth was what one would call the 'perfect guy'.

Many girls worshipped him, desired him and gave him their undying devotion.

Mikan Sakura with her long chestnut silky hair, sparkly brown eyes and gorgeous smile plus her wealth was often referred to as the 'perfect girl'.

These two 'perfect' entities combined into one would be expected to be prosperous and the perfect couple according to logic.

But, things aren't always as they seem.

"What's with that attitude? You're obviously showing your hatred for me, which is quite illogical. Even a 'gentle' guy like me will get mad you know" questioned Natsume, pulling slightly at the red tie that added the finishing touch to his expensive suit.

"You are not the one to talk, stop holding my hand when we are in public. It is cowardly to do things like that because you know that I cannot shake you off" replied Mikan flatly, her robes sweeping across the marble flooring majestically, her brunette hair trailing behind her.

She often liked to keep her hair inside her hoodie, connected to her pure white robes as it would simply be impractical for everyday works.

"Hn, do you think that I would want to touch a so called 'girl' like you? Like I would be interested in just one girl out of all the billion that I have at my feet"

"It is not all right to touch my hand. I am not dating you because I love you, I only agreed to your proposal because I thought that this might end the war" Mikan snapped, focusing all her strength into one powerful glare at the person in front of her.

Even she felt inferior next to such a person. With those intimidating eyes that could see right through you. Though Mikan Sakura loathed this certain person, he truly was handsome.

"More importantly, you are the commander of the enemy army which inflicted unbearable pain upon us, there is absolutely no way I could love you"

"Argh, jeez you're always complaining, how annoying. I shouldn't even be wasting my breath on you" snapped Natsume, returning the glare at full throttle.

"And anyways, didn't I tell you to be more friendly to me? We are going to be man and wife after all….."

"If I have to be friendly with you, I would much rather be friendly with a monkey" said Mikan, smirking. She knew that this was a good comeback and for once it wasn't her blood boiling.

Natsume's face had always been calm and collected, however, at that moment his eyebrow was twitching, and he was ready to burst.

"What did you just say you bitch!"

"As soon as I let you speak you speak whatever you want" Natsume said, his voice cracking irritably as he grabbed her wrist, a little too hard.

Mikan flinched in pain as she looked into his eyes.

His mouth was set in a hard thin line, his jet black hair draping over his eyes slightly.

"For your information, I don't want anything to do with you either! You have no looks and you have no brains. People call you the 'Holy Maiden' I thought you'd at least be decent but it turns out that you're a clumsy, unsociable shorty, what a letdown" mocked Natsume with his low, husky voice.

"That should be my line. I was completely disappointed when I found out that the so called 'almost godly appearance' prince is actually an egotistical, ugly, selfish and conceited pig with not one ounce of grace. I demand an apology!" retorted Mikan, her teeth gritted in frustration her eyes set hard and filled with malice and hatred.

With Mikan's sudden cold exterior, her clumsiness was long forgotten. She began drawing a line in between them.

"From now on, when no one else is around, please do not get within one meter of me" drawled Mikan.

"Are you just stupid? Scratch that, you've just lost some IQ points" smirked Natsume.

Mikan paused her 'work of art' and began whacking him with the stick, the utensil she'd used for drawing the line between them.

"Oh now you've done it she male!"


Therefore, these so called 'lovers' have the worst kind of relationship possible. But due to the circumstances they cannot separate and put an end to their 'relationship'.

At any rate, their countries were engaged in war recently.

Wherever Mikan walked, glares penetrated her from every direction.

"Look that's Natsume Sama's fiancée!" whispered one of the maids of the palace.

"Why does it have to be a woman of the enemy country" replied another maid.

"If she ever betrays him later, yes, we'll sink the whole country into the ocean!"

They cannot let a crisis happen fueled by just a small trigger.

Which is why we have to pretend to have a very good relationship in front of other people.


During a Conference

Cameras flashed from a million directions, their lights capturing every single one of their actions. One false move and it'll be the biggest and latest thing in the papers. hot off the press.

From an aerial view, you would've thought of it as a mine of a million shimmering diamonds. The weight of questions asked thrown here and there was nerve wracking. One false answer, and it was all over.

The countries would be thrown into havoc and chaos, of war and bloodshed.

"How is your relationship recently?" one questioned.

"It's going well" replied Mikan, lifeless and dull, monotone, it was if she was carrying a large burden, it was like she was in agony.

Natsume kicked her hard under the table causing a sharp glare from Mikan as she turned back towards the cameras and forced a smile.

If I had known the agony of knowing that that animal's face I'll be seeing everyday of my life once we're married, then I would have never agreed to this marriage! Thought Mikan.

Natsume simply gritted his teeth in frustration. Oh how he wanted to burn the so called woman beside him to a crisp. He couldn't stand seeing her face everyday and that foul mouth, ick. Everyday it'll be like going into battle, and breakfast would be deadly. He'd have to analyze her every move and test her 'cooking' for traces of poison.

The 'lovey dovey' act was absolutely sickening to Natsume.

"Y-yes Mikan is very kind and wonderful" spat Natsume, the words like acid burning in his throat.

With all his might, he controlled the twitching in his eye.


After the Conference

"Hey, wait right there!" called Mikan, grabbing his shoulder.

He immediately summoned a flicker of fire causing Mikan to back away immediately.

He turned around, his blood red spheres livid, penetrating, intimidating.

"I have a reputation to keep, so once out of the public eye we have no relationship and you are just my new toy" whispered Natsume into her ear.

Mikan let out a small whimper as his foot steps began to fade.

"This is all for the sake of peace, endure it" muttered Mikan as she closed her eyes.


How will the rest of their lives and so called 'relationship' turn out?


Hooray :D

I actually finished this chapter xD

Please give me feed back and constructive criticism is very helpful :D

Wow, keeping the characters in persona is tiring and I had to keep Natsume's dialogue to a minimum xD

I reckon probably next chapter I'll some more of Natsume's famous grunts xD

Anyways, stay tuned till the next chapter!

Chapter 2: Scandal ?

It seems that a certain camera and skillful photographer has captured the photo of the century and who knows what chaos will ensue once it's posted…… Natsume and Mikan will be in for a spin….

R&R Shuuxharuka xx