Pixie Wings and
Other Things

Mikan is a fairy Princess who has pixie wings... The problem is, Pixie wings are for baby fairies and not people who are in line for the throne! Mikan is made fun of by all the other faeries, but she doesn't care. All she wants to do is find the person she wants to spend the rest of her life with, and prove that Pixie wings aren't all that bad. But if Mikan doesn't sprout her Princess Wings soon, her grandfather will disown her and she and her mother will have nowhere to go! NXM

Me: I disclaim owning Gakuen Alice, anything Gakuen Alice related and the existence of faeries... Thanks for reading this disclaimer!

Me: Hope you enjoy the story! If I have any spelling mistakes or typo errors, tell me, because I am most likely not going to check it, seeing as this is me we are talking about... I hate checking things over, thats why I always fail exams, haha!

Chapter One: Once Upon A Time...

In the relam of the faeries, there are six status' of Wings...

1) Pixie Wings - Wings for newborns, children and flower faeries.
2) Fairy Wings - Wings for teenage and adult faeries.
3) Golden Wings - Wings for the superior adult faeries like mayors. Mer-faeries also have these.
4) Prince/Princess Wings - Wings for those who are waiting in line for the throne. Given to certain teenage faeries at the age of 15-16 years older.
5) King/Queen Wings - Wings for the King or Queen. Chosen when the right fairy for the throne sits on the throne.
6) Angel Wings - Wings that are only given to extremely gifted faeries with pure hearts. Hard to obtain.

These all show your status in the world of faeries. The most common wings to see are regular fairy wings, and the rarest being Angel wings. But seeing Pixie Wings on an adult fairy, well, that is a joke to the whole of fairy society. This is the story of one young fairy and her mother, who still had their pixie wings even though they were all grown up...

In a land called Alice, there lived a young fairy named Yuka. She was not a princess or a Queen, and not many people liked her because of her wings. In the realm of the fairies, wings were important as they showed your status of importance. But Yuka, despite being a sixteen year old girl, still had her Pixie Wings.
Pixie Wings were for children and flower faeries. Once a child hit the age of twelve or thirteen, though, they grew their adult fairy wings. Yuka, alas, never grew fairy wings like her friends did.
This caused her to become a joke of the fairy realm and a disgrace to her family. She had no more friends, except for one kind and loving young man, a prince who was in line for the throne of the fairy kingdom. He was older than Yuka, but the two fell in love, despite the wings Yuka had and their age difference, and they married much to the shock of the entire kingdom.

Their marriage caused an uproar, and the prince's father was angry. He did not want a common fairy who still had her Pixie Wings to marry his royal son. Of course, Yuka's love and husband ignored his fathers pleas to marry a beautiful princess with Princess Wings, and he stayed with Yuka faithfully.
Sadly, he died.

Three years into the King and his lovely Queens marriage, the young king died unexpectedly, and his wife was left alone with their baby daughter, Mikan. Her father-in-law then took over the throne, claiming that Yuka was not fit to be a Queen thanks to he Pixie Wings. Of course, Yuka and her daughter stayed in the palace with her father-in-law, because Mikan was a royal by blood. Mikan was made a princess, but Yuka was disowned by the royal family, and was only there to care for her daughter...

It was on one occasion, though, that Yuka was tired and in need of rest. She went to sit on her late husbands throne, not knowing what awaited her. Then, as she sat herself down on her dear husbands throne, behold! Yuka's small and jokeable Pixie Wings burst into a white light, and changed into beautiful Angel Wings! This shocked the widow, who quickly left the throne from fright. After a few minutes, her wings returned to normal. This worried Yuka, becuase Angel Wings were by far very special and the hardest to obtain of all fairy wings. Yuka did not know how she had got them, but, she did know this; She was the first fairy to obtain them in their kingdom in a thousand years.

Of course, she was concerned by this, but Yuka did not hesitate to keep it a secret. She had wondered to herself if she was special, if her heart was pure enough to be given the power of an Angel? She never found out the answer to why she had obtained her beautiful wings which she kept hidden, not until many years later...

16 Years Later...

"Mikan! What are you doing out here! You should be inside, studying!" snapped a crankey old voice as the sixteen year old brunette dropped her handful of daises, and looked up to see her not-so-happy grandfather glaring at her. She hesitated, a nervous-like smile upon her pretty face.

"Er... hehe, picking daisies?" she said, holding a particularly pretty daisy in full bloom. Her grandfather, looking disgusted, snatched it away from his only grandaughter and crushed it in his old, but certainly strong, hand.

"You have no time for daisy pikcing, Mikan! You are almost sixteen years old, you should be trying to figure out how to make your wings grow! It is just not proper for a girl your age to have Pixie Wings! You should have grown your Princess Wings by now and be waiting to see if you are the next ruler! Not picking stupid flowers without a care in the world! Aren't you affected by this, Mikan!?" he snapped loudly as Mikan yawned, then stared up at him with loving and blinking hazel eyes,

"So what if I have Pixie Wings? Maybe I'm not supposed to be in line for the throne. Mom still has Pixie Wings, so I'm perfectly fine. I'm not the only one." she said calmly, starting to pick flowers. It infuriated her grandfather, who stomped a foot onto the ground.

"So what? So WHAT!? Mikan, your mother is not royalty, it's fine for her to be a common laughing stock, but you... you are royalty! All the royals have gained their Prince or Princess wings by now. Your father grew his at your age, and he became the king! You should have grown yours by now to take his place as his successor! Not sitting around, doing nothing about your status!" he yelled as Mikan placed her hands behind her back, biting her lip as she frowned at her dear grandfather,

"Maybe they don't want to come out, or maybe I'm just not ready to grow any wings other than the ones I have now," she said simply,

"Mikan! Your wings will grow! You are a laughing stock of the whole kingdom! You need to grow them... Nobody has Pixie Wings at your age..." he started,

"Except for mom, and she seems just fine with her wings, like I am fine with mine." she said, angering her grandfather even more.

"Don't get smart with me, young fairy! You have to grow up! I will not accept it if your wings do not grow! You are a royal, your wings are supposed to be fully grown by now! They need to turn into Princess Wings for the festival!" he screeched as Mikan watched him like he was crazy. Once he was finished, she sighed to herself sadly, picking up an uprooted flower and twirling it between her fingers,

"And what if they don't grow? What if I turn out just like mom? What if I stay like this forever and never grow Fairy or Princess Wings? What happens to me then, jii-san?" she asked, which made her raging grandfather pause for thought. He breathed in heavily, staring at her.

"Then you have no choice but to go, Mikan. You can't stay in the palace when a new King or Queen takes over the throne. Even I can't stay, because I won't be related to them in any way," he told her, and turned to leave for the palace as Mikan sat there, shaking her head with a sigh. When her grandfather was out of sight and hearing range, though, Mikan heard an annoying giggled. She whipped her head around to the noise and saw her school enemy sitting on the wall with her gang of evil little friends,

"Gee, Koko, maybe they don't want to come out, what do you think?" asked Sumire, smirking as the sandy-haired teen grinned,

"Pretty pathetic!" he chortled as Mikan put her hands on her hips, staring at Sumire coldly while the perm-haired girl continued her conversation with her little gang of faithful but mean friends;

"Oh, it just makes my parents so proud that I grew the Princess wings, while the Princess herself didn't! I mean, I'm not even royalty, and I'm still in line for the throne! It's so wonderful to know that I am better than the princess herself... Oh, and I see you still have your Pixie Wings, Sakura... How shameful. No wonder your grandfather doesn't like you," Sumire said, flipping her shortish hair as Mikan glared up at the grinning girl angrily,

"Oh, how ironic, it's you... You know what, I'm sick of you, you always come here to show off. And why should I be ashamed of my Pixie Wings, they're much better than yours. My mom still has Pixie Wings and she just so happened to marry a prince!" snapped the young fairy as Sumire snorted,

"Yeah, but that was just a fluke, and don't make me laugh. Your wings are not better than mine, and never will be... unless you somehow manage to sprout Queen wings! If I had the wings you have right now, I would be so ashamed that I would hide myself for eternity! Anyway, your father was probably blind, because no one is stupid enough to marry someone with a status like your mothers! I mean, no prince is going to marry you, because we just aren't stupid like your dad," Sumire said in her coldest voice as Mikan growled, loud enough for them to hear,

"Okay, that's it! I don't care what you say about me, but you should never talk about my dad or my mom like that again! My parents loved each other! My dad wasn't blind, either! It's you imps who are blind!" she yelled, clenching her fists as Sumire glared at her.

"Ohohoho, Imps, you say? I'm not the impish one, Sakura! I am so superior to you and your pathetic commoner of a mother! If anyone is an imp it is you, because you are common scum who isn't even worthy of looking at me." screamed Sumire as Mikan flew towards the wall, then straight up. She was ready to give Sumire a beautiful black eye,

"Don't you dare call my mother a pathetic commoner, you stuck-up prune!" she hissed darkly, but before she and Sumire could kill each other, her mother called to her all of a sudden.

"Mikan Sakura! I thought I told you no fighting! You know better!" cried Yuka loudly, standing beneath her flying daughter. The two looked remarkably alike, and also acted like each other, too. Yuka had always tried to hurt people who had offended her in any way;

"Hmph, saved by the common mother. We'll see you at the crowning ceremony, Imp. Once I'm the Queen, you're gone!" she snapped, and Sumire, followed by her cronies, suddenly disappeared as Mikan glared at the place where they had been sitting, then flew down to her waiting mother, who had folded her arms and was tapping her foot.

"Oh, Mikan! I thought I had clearly told you that it wasn't right to fight with those sort of people! They aren't worth it. I shou;ld know, I've punched a few," she said to her daughter as Mikan sighed, then hugged her mother who held her precious child tightly in her arms.

"Mom... They said some real mean things," she whispered as Yuka rolled her eyes,

"Mikan, just ignore them. I don't want you getting in toruble like I did back when I was your age... Using your fists isn't the answer, really. Just don't listen to them, because they aren't worth what you have to say. Next time, turn around and walk away. No one's allowed in the palace unless they live there." Yuka replied as Mikan nodded, then held her mother even more tightly,

"Will I... ever fall in love?" she asked in a quiet voice as Yuka stared at her daughter and smiled,

"If it can happen to me, then it can happen to you, for sure! You'll just have to look harder, because you need a person who won't care what you look like or what your wing status is. Do you think your father cared when he met me for the first time ever?" Yuka asked, pointing to herself as Mikan shook her head, staring up at her beaming mother.

"I know he loved you... but nobody likes me here! No boys, no girls. Not even the trolls like me!" cried out Mikan as Yuka laughed her melodical laugh, sitting down on the grass and pulling Mikan down with her, picking up some daisies.

"Believe it or not, Mikan dear, trolls don't like anyone, heck, they don't even like themselves! But trust me, you'll find love one day. It is the most random thing on the planet! I mean, I met your father in a large pond where I was almost drowning!" Yuka laughed out, throwing the daisy she was holding over her shoulder as Mikan blinked,

"You did?" she asked as her pretty mother smiled,

"Uh-huh. He saved me. Of course, whilst saving me, he made a comment about my Pixie Wings when he saw them. He said 'No wonder you can't swim, your propellers don't work, they're too small!' and of course I hit him, and tried to fly off. My wings were far too wet to work, though, so we sat on a dock leaf and he told me that my wings were a nice change to what he normally saw every day. He actually liked my wings. He said that I still had a part of my childhood, the one thing that he had never been granted." she explained, staring at a rather small daisy in the groundwith barely any petals to it. Mikan frowned at her mother,

"Your father was different from so many other people. He loved my wings, whilst I had grown to hate them. For years I hated myself for never being able to grow fairy wings like other people, like my friends had... but as I grew to love your father, I also grew to love my wings like he did. I mean, they were the things that attracted me to him!" she said with a smile plastered to her face,

"So... what do you mean dad never had a childhood?" asked Mikan as Yuka raised her brow,

"Well... your dad was a prince, and his Fairy wings came when he was actually a kid. He was around five years old, so, your grandfather made him grow up quickly. Your dad had no time to be a child, like I did. He wanted to be a child, but was never allowed. Being with a person almost his age with Pixie Wings... It was like being a child all over again! I gave him an experience he had wanted so so much." Yuka said happily as Mikan stared at her beaming mother, who stared around the large, flowery garden, sighing to herself happily. She then turned back to Mikan.

"You know, Mikan... I am so glad that you love your wings. I wouldn't bear it if you hated your wings like I used to hate mine, I mean, if you didn't love your wings so much, then you would punch people much more like I did. You don't hurt anyone because I stop you, but you only want to hurt them because they criticise your father and I, and I understand that, I mean, I want to hurt a few of the maids here who criticise your father for marrying me." Yuka said in a coldish voice as Mikan arched a brow. Mikan then went to pick the small daisy that Yuka had been staring at. Yuka quickly slapped Mikan's hand away, and Mikan scowled.

"Ow! I was only going to pick the daisy!" she cried out, but Yuka shook her head,

"No, don't pick it... You know you remind me so much of your father, because you love your wings despite their size and status," Yuka said as Mikan folded her arms.

"Okay, so what do my wings have to do with not picking the daisy?" she asked, blowing her fringe out of her eyes as Yuka smiled, then picked an extremely pretty, fully bloomed daisy from the grassy ground.

"A lot. Now, Mikan, this is an important lesson. Do you know that there is always one daisy that over powers the rest of the daisies, and it especially over powers the smallest, most vulnerable daisy? It may look pretty and big, just like the king, but soon, the smallest daisy grows and grows and it one day turns into the biggest, most beautiful daisy of all. I won't let you take the daisy because I want it to grow, do you understand?" Yuka asked as Mikan folded her arms, looking lost.

"Sort of..." she mumbled as Yuka smiled, closing her palms, then pointing to a nearby rose bush, blossoming with the most beautiful roses.

"Do you see those roses, over there?" she asked, and Mikan gave a nod as Yuka opened her hands, revealing a red rose, blooming and beautiful, then a rose bud, not a single petal open yet. Mikan stared intently,

"My child, you are the rose bud, whilst Sumire is the blooming rose," she started, and Mikan looked unhappy,

"Joy, I'm a little enclosed bud." Mikan mumbled darkly. Yuka continued, smiling down at the roses, then at Mikan.

"In time, the already bloomed rose bud is the queen of all the other roses, but soon, the enclosed bud will bloom, and as it opens up, it turns into the prettiest, sweetest rose of them all, the one that everybody loves. As your father used to say, big things come in small packages. When you bloom Mikan, you will become the most beautiful fairy of all the faeries. Great things happen to great people, Mikan, and I don't mean Sumire." Yuka said as Mikan watched the small bud grow, and she smiled, hugging her mother tightly as Yuka placed the fully grown rose in Mikan's hair.

"Thanks, mom! But... haven't you bloomed yet?" Mikan queeried as Yuka smiled slyly,

"I bloomed years ago, when I met your father. He helped me to grow, to love myself. When the time is right, you will also bloom, Mikan." Yuka said as Mikan gave a small nod, kissing her dear mothers cheek before running into the palace as Yuka sat there, smiling. She then let her Angel Wings spread out, the feathers tickeling her skin.

She sighed, turning her head to look up at the sky.

"Of course I bloomed... and so will you, Mikan, once you're ready and maybe when you find your prince." she whispered, then stood up, her wings returning to Pixie Wings. She then walked into the palace, smiling and humming to herself happily...

"Oh wow, this is so pretty!" cried Mikan, picking some flowers from a large meadow. Mikan was outside of her Kingdom's limits, but she didn't care. If no one liked it then they would just have to execute her or somthing.

As Mikan ran around the meadow freely, picking out wild flowers, some boys and a girl were having a walk. One of the boys was older and very much taller than the others, and the girl was also around his age. The other two boys were around Mikan's age, but probably a little bit older.

"You know, Natsume, you should have really told your father that you were going outside of the palace. He might get really worried when he realises that you've run off, again." stated a blonde haired boy, staring at the scowling raven hiared teenager who shrugged. Like he cared what his father thought,

"He would only set the guards on me, Ruka. I hate that place." mumbled Natsume darkly as Ruka sighed heavily. Sadly, he didn't know how tough it was to be a prince, especially a prince who was in line for the throne.

"Aw, leave him alone, Ruka! It isn't easy being a prince! He needs a little freedom from the palace, and he needs a way to get to know the ladies!" grinned Tsubasa, the tall hat-wearing guy, who just so happened to be the son of a duke. Natsume glared up at him coldly as Tsubasa grinned happily,

Meanwhile, in the meadow, Mikan was trying to catch a butterfly eagerly, but she was clearly failing. She jumped around and cried out at the butterfly, not bothering to fly bcause she was a little dim.

"Oh, please, Mr. Butterfly! Let me catch you! I'll be your friend!" Mikan cried out, then suddenly tripped. Her cries were heard by the young prince and his companions. They stared at where the cries were coming from.

"Who is that?" Natsume asked, staring towards the field. He knew everybody in his kingdom, from the prettiest princess to the ugliest troll. Natsume knew that he had never seen the girl in the meadow. His question to who she was, however, was answered when her head popped up, grass in her long hair and flowers stuck to her face. She jumped up, and everyone saw her wings.

"Hey... What's a fairy doing in the Wizarding Kingdom? She isn't supposed to be here without permission!" cried Misaki, the fiancé of Tsubasa. Ruka blinked, slightly blushing as he stared at the pretty fairy in the grassy meadow. Natsume approached the said meadow, with his friends following as Mikan stopped, hearing the footsteps. She turned to stare at them all,

"Oi, you, what are you doing in my Kingdom!?" snapped Natsume as Mikan blinked curiously, leaving the butterfly to flit away swiftly.

"Eh? Your kingdom? What are you, the king or something?" she asked, hands on her hips as she stared at the scowling Natsume. Before he could say anything, though, Tsubasa quickly cut in,

"Close enough! You're looking at the Prince! He will take over the throne once his father retires! So, what brings you here, little miss fairy?" he asked casually as Mikan shrugged, then held out a bunch of wild flowers with a smile on her face,

"The flowers! I love flowers, especially the wild ones! Your kingdom provides really nice wild flowers, much better than the ones in my kingdom! You can't get these where I'm from. But sorry if I trespassed!" she cried as Misaki smiled at her. then suddenly noticed the small wings on Mikan's back.

"Hey... aren't those Pixie Wings!?" she suddenly yelled, pointing as Mikan blushed a deep red colour. The three teenage boys turned to stare at Misaki in confusion,

"Yeah... so?" Natsume asked as Misaki hesitated, staring at Mikan's wings with a lot of concern whilst Mikan looked down, biting her lip.

"Oh yeah, I forgot... I'm the only one who studies Fairyology... eurgh. Anyway, faeries have mainly six different stages of wings, which shows their status. Pixie Wings, Fairy Wings, Golden Wings, Prince or Princess Wings, King or Queen Wings and finally, Angel Wings. Most fairies only go up to Fairy Wings, but the rest show really high status, especially Angel Wings." Misaki explained as Mikan sighed. She was good. Really good.

"Pixie Wings are for children faeries, or Flower Faeries, but once a child turns twelve or thirteen years old, they grow their fairy wings. Some faeries gain Golden Wings, which would normally count for respected people like Dukes or Mayors. Some lucky faeries gain the Prince or Princess Wings, which means they are in line for the throne," she stated with a small smile as Tsubasa scratched his head,

"So the faeries do throning differently to us, huh?... Cool!" cried Tsubasa, whilst Misaki tutted, hands on her hips.

"No, not cool. When in line for the throne, on the day the current King or Queen retires, called the Crowning Ceremony, faeries with Prince or Princess wings all take turns to sit on the throne. Whoever is the chosen King or Queen will grow thier royal wings when they sit on the throne. Of course, it is the throne that decides on who is the next King or Queen, not the wings or votes. The rest of the faeries who had Prince or Princess Wings grow Golden Wings instead of King or Queen Wings." Misaki said as Mikan lost her grip on the flowers, letting them fall as Ruka, Natsume and Tsubasa turned to stare at her,

Ruka then turned back to Misaki,

"What about the last stage? The Angel Wings?" Ruka asked her as she stared at Mikan thoughtfully,

"Angel Wings are known as the Holy Wings for faeries. Only the pure hearted and extremely gifted faeries can gain these wings, but as far as I know from my studies, no fairy has gained these in over a thousand years! They are probably a myth, but you never know. All I remember from the Fairyology book is that 'something special can help you...' but then it cut off there. Angel Wings are probably the only Wings that can sprout by a potion or a spell." Misaki explained as everyone stared at her. Natsume yawned with boredom,

He then looked at Mikan coldly as Tsubasa stared at her small Pixie Wings with interest,

"So your wings haven't grown yet? I guess you're the black sheep of the flock." Tsubasa joked as Mikan glared at him, then watched as fire hit the guys' hat, and then his hair.

"Oh, just shut up, baldy! They're just stupid wings! The status of how they look makes no difference! They still make the faeries fly, right? So what's the big deal. The girl shouldn't care about her wings, just so long as she's okay with herself." snapped the fire caster as Mikan turned to stare at him,

"Hey, that's true! There's nothing worse than hating yourself! If you hate yourself, then you'll never be happy! Anyhow, what's your name, kid?" asked Misaki brightly, holding out her hand as Mikan smiled and took the hand to shake it.

"Mikan... Princess Mikan! Nice to meet you!" she said brightly as Misaki grinned,

"A princess? Ni-ice!~ Well, my name's Misaki, the dork with the fire head over there is my fiancé, Tsubasa. This angel," she grinned, pointing to Ruka, "Is Ruka. Then that one, the moody guy, is Natsume, our King in waiting! He's mean, but can be nice... around his little sister." beamed the pink haired girl as Mikan smiled,

"Nice to meet you all!" she cried happily...

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Okies, that is the end of the first ever chapter of Pixie Wings and Other Things. Hope you enjoyed it. I loved writing it, I wrote it down on paper a few months back because I wanted to make another fairy like story. This will be a sweet romantic one, of course. Wait for the next chapter, and thank you! Goodbye goodbye goodbye!~

Lots of love, Blue!~

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