Opposite dreams
Summery:
Alone…. uncared… what the hell is living? Mikan Sakura was a cheerful girl until the day when THAT happened and now, 7 years later, when she's 15 and soon she's sent to a weird school called Alice Academy
Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice and this is my first fanfic, enjoy….
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Prologue
Mikan's POV
I woke to the smell of smoke. A fire? 8 year old Mikan thought.
"Jii chan?"
I ran towards to the door without putting my slippers on, letting my feet freeze. Pushing the ancient oak door open, I was greeted with the sight of flames licking the walls of my one and only home destroying everything that I've know for all my life. The smell of smoke practically choked me as my lungs felt like they were being burned.
I screamed my normal high pitch scream and slammed the door, hoping that that single door will protect me. What to do, what to do…? I thought. The fire stuff I've learned had said… STOP, DROP and ROLL! But to do that I'll have to get outside!
Then Mikan rushed over to the window and opened the curtains to meet a horrible sight: not only was her house on fire but the whole village.
No escape? But.. but how is that possible?! T-The whole village is on fire?
Then Mikan curled in a ball at the farthest corner away from the fire, defeated. Suddenly she felt all the strength in her leave her puny eight year old body. I'm I going to die? But I still want to live…
Her feelings turned numb and I feel to a deep, dreamless slumber. Unknown to her, her wish was going to be fulfilled.
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How come it's so cold? And then I shuddered. Somehow the bed had turned cold and hard and bumpy with stones. Maybe Jii-chan forgot to turn the heater on again.
I opened my eyes and looked around. No wonder my bed was so uncomfortable! I was on the bare floor of what used to be my home, and my life. A heavy fog had settled on the earth. The ground was scarred with black smoke and corpses of houses were around me. At that moment last nights events came flooding back to me.
I'm I the only one alive? Out of every one in the village? Why does this kind of thing always happen to me? Why did Jii-chan leave me?
Then tears started to come out when I thought I had none left, and a uncontained sob left Mikan's frail body.
"You're alive?" asked a voice. Mikan turned and saw boy wearing a black cat mask. And there was blood red eyes peaking out from behind the mask, something that I feel that I'll never be able to forget.
"Who are you?"
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Natsume's POV
He snapped his fingers and the last flame had diminished; then a sigh escaped the raven haired boy. Finally a long night's work is all done. These kinds of missions didn't include much danger, just jumping from roof to roof destroying a whole village then making sure that all the fire had gone out.
The nine year old fell back onto the floor and stared at the fog above him. Why did Persona ask him to destroy this village in particular? In fact why did Alice Academy have him kill any innocent villagers anyways?
Natsume lifted his hand above him and stared at him. How many more lives did he take with his bare hands? How many more people burned to death last night?
Then a sob came from somewhere in the void that startled him. Was there someone who actually survived his attack?
Hope spread through his body thinking that someone was still alive but then dread followed only seconds later. The order was to annihilate everyone. But still curiosity had the best of him. Natsume stood up, picked up the cat mask that he had thrown on the floor moments before, and walkedtowards the small squeaking sound. When he saw a dark lump on the floor, he couldn't help but be surprised at the fact that this little girl in front of him was the only person that had survive his attack.
"You're alive?"
The figure on the floor turned to him and soon his ruby eyes met with chocolate brown; the girl's eyes where so innocent, he noticed, unlike his eyes.
"Who are you?" she had asked. There were smudges of black on her face and clothing but other then that she didn't appear to be hurt. Surprisingly he felt glad that she wasn't hurt, that she was alive.
"None on your business," he replied coldly despite what he actually felt. The girl looked like she had tired herself out, probably because of shock. "I'll get you to a hospital or something" he muttered.
The girl had lifted her hand to touch him and Natsume froze. Then she smiled; something he didn't see for a long time. "Thank you," she said before slipping into unconsciousness again, her hand dropping again.
Natsume felt that his eyes were probably bigger then normal. Didn't she know that he was the one who had taken everything away from her? At that moment Natsume knew that he wouldn't be able to kill her. One little girl won't make a difference… right? Persona won't ever know.
"You shouldn't thank me," he heard himself saying, "because I did everything." Then the boy crumpled and in a voice softer then a whisper he had muttered the last words.
The last thing Mikan remembered of her childhood was "I'm sorry."