Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice

Summary: Mikan's mother's about to die all because she saved Mikan. Now, she's going away to Florida. How will her best friend, Natsume Hyuuga handle it? Based on a true story.

Hey guys! Ta-daaa! Good news: I can bring my laptop after all! Bad news: This will be my fanfic until we get settled in. This is my story. It's a bit sad. I'm really sorry if it won't turn out okay. This is my life you see. ThreeShot

Dedicated to RoyalGoddess and 'orange-ideas'

Torn Apart

Flashback…

I wanted to run towards my savior but couldn't. I was too shocked and too weak for no reason at all. It all happened so fast.

I was wrong in thinking that my life was finally normal, so wrong.

End of Flashback…

Me, my mom, and my girl best friend, Hotaru finally ended our shopping and went out to fetch a cab. Everything was okay. Smiles, laughs, and giggles filled the air as we waited.

"Hey, I heard Natsume's into you!!!" my mom teased.

"No!!! Who would tell you that?!" I yelled.

"The photo never lies," Hotaru said as she lifted a photo of me and Natsume together holding hands.

"It's a friendly shake!!!" I panicked.

They both laughed at my actions. Life never felt so great. I knew everything would turn out right after this. I just knew it. I was wrong.

"Grrr that Mikan! I'll show you! I won't let you go for stealing my Natsume!" Sumire mumbled to herself.

We got a cab and went in. I noticed that I dropped some of my money and so I went out of the cab and bent down to pick it. Suddenly, I felt a push leading me to the middle of the road. I quickly stood up but there was something wrong: my feet were stuck to the floor! What was happening?! My heart started to race and fingers started to grow numb. All the shopping bags dropped to the floor. My whole body froze. Why couldn't I move? What was happening? I began to panic. What was happening? Why couldn't I move? These thoughts ran through my mind.

I looked at the road and saw a bright light. I noticed that this light was coming nearer to me together with a roaring sound only trucks make. A truck?! Oh no!

Hotaru and mom went out of the cab and yelled, "Mikan, get out of there!"

They, too, started to panic. They wondered the same things I was wondering why couldn't I move?! I looked forward and saw that the light was coming even closer making the sound get even louder and louder. When I finally saw the huge red truck, I closed my eyes and waited for the impact. No. I didn't feel anything. I only felt a strong push from the side leading me to safety making my savior---dead.

I knew I had a blackout when I found myself looking at the whit ceiling. I browsed the room. My family was at my right and my two best friends at my left.

Hotaru was weeping and I didn't know why. Natsume, my guy best friend, tried to comfort her. I looked at them quizzically and thought of the last few hours. My eyes widened.

"You stupid girl! How could you let your own mother die!!!???" my father said clutching my clothes and lifting me up.

I suddenly felt an impact on my left cheek. It stung a little but then a whole lot. My father slapped me.

"Why??!?!?!! You stupid little girl!!!!" my father boomed.

"Hey, it was an accident!" Natsume stood up, "Let her go!"

"Shut up! This is a family matter!" my father yelled.

Tears started to flow down my cheeks. I suddenly remembered everything. Mom saved me from the painful impact. Why'd she do that? Why?

"Why didn't you move?!" my father yelled.

"I'm so sorr…"

"You're sorry?! You're apology won't make your mother any better now will it?!"

"That's all you know how to do! Make yourself the center of attention and risk other people's lives for you!!!!"

"Dad, I'm sorry!"

"Don't talk back to me like that!" she said as he punched me exactly where he slapped me making me fall flat on my face.

Natsume immediately rushed in and punched my dad. Dad got even angrier and pushed him away making him fly across the room.

"Daddy!" I said, "Look at what you've done!"

I rushed to Natsume looking to see if he was hurt. He was okay to say the least.

"You idiot! You only think about you and your friends! Why don't you think of your family for once?! You're mother is in surgery and all you care about is that stupid boy!?!?"

"He's not a stupid boy, daddy!" I said as I stood up to him.

He lifted me up by grasping my neck. He squeezed tighter and tighter. I tried to break free but failed. His grip was too strong I couldn't breathe anymore. I wanted to faint.

"Stop it Mr. Sakura! It was an accident so stop!" Hotaru said, "We don't know if Mrs. Sakura will die but I know two things: It wasn't Mikan's fault and fighting Mikan and Natsume will not solve anything!"

My dad loosened his grip and dropped me. Hotaru was right. Fighting me and Natsume didn't solve anything. I immediately took a deep breath in and exhaled as I fell down to the ground. I started to cough as well. My father didn't dare look at me. He just slowly walked away leaving me all behind with guilt and regret.

Before I knew it, I felt a warm sensation around me; I looked at my left and saw Natsume. He was hugging me and I blushed. I couldn't help thinking of what my mom said a while back.

"I heard Natsume's into you!!!"

I looked at him while blushing and realizing what if I did like him? No. What if I loved him? I wanted to know what was wrong with me.

I looked away and saw Hotaru smile. She knew what I was thinking of.

"Okay, lovebirds stop hugging," Hotaru said dragging me back to bed, "You need your rest 'till we wait for your mother's results."

"Okay…" I stuttered a bit.

As I went back to bed, I sighed. Why mom?

The next time I woke up. I saw my mom in a wheelchair. She looked okay but I knew something was not right. Where were her arms?!

"We had to amputate her arms for she cannot use them anymore," the doctor explained to my dad.

My eyes widened. Oh no, mom. I suddenly sat up and went to my mom. I rested my head on her lap. She was smiling. Why was she smiling? She couldn't use her arms anymore so why was she happy? She ran her new plastic fingers through my hair. Her fingers were so cold and fragile. She was hurting deep inside I knew it.

"It's going to be okay, Mikan," my mother said gently, "Don't worry."

"Mom, I made you lose the opportunity to be a great artist how is that okay?!" I said confused.

She thumbed away the forming tears and gave a warm and gentle smile. She wasn't fragile at all; she just looked like that. My mom wanted to be an artist ever since she knew how to use her fingers. When I was sad and went to the patio to cool down, she'd draw my face up close and show me how pretty I was when I was sad but then she'd show me a picture of when I was smiling.

"You're even prettier when you smile. Being sad owns a great deal of emotions but you just have to remember the people who capture the moments with you being happy."

"But mommy…"

"Mikan when something bad happens, I want you to remember how colorful life could be," my mother said looking at the sky.

I didn't know what it meant before but now that this happened I now do but why did my mom want me to remember how life was colorful?

"Mikan, everyone has its season, where one falls another grows," she said smiling again, "It may not be the same thing but it will be something greater."

I guess I snapped because the next thing I knew I yelled at her.

"How can you be so okay?!!?" I yelled, "You lost the chance, you lost your arms all because of me!!! I'm not worthy to be your daughter!!!" I yelled once more.

I started to run out the door regretting on what happened. Guilt, regret, loneliness, everything started to flow into my heart. I decided to run while crying my heart out. Well, that's what I was I thinking 'till I bumped into someone.

"Mikan?" It was Natsume. He looked deeply into my hazel eyes then pulled my head in closer.

I decided right then to stop running and just cry on his shirt. Why was this happening? He gave me a warm embrace and ran his fingers through my hair like mother did. This made me cry even more. Why you ask because mother was the only family who really cared about me, who really wanted me.

Natsume started to push my head away and thumb my tears. He smiled at me as I looked at his crimson eyes. He was really caring.

Natsume and I have been friends ever since I came to Tokyo. I used to live in Florida with my dad but we then transferred. When I first met him, I had doubts on befriending him now I'm just happy that he's my friend.

"Why is an idiot like you crying?" Natsume smiled.

I laughed at his words and said, "Everything is going wrong and it's my entire fault. W…why?"

"Ssshhh… It wasn't your fault."

"B…b… but Natsume, it IS my fault! Why does everyone pity me? I don't want to be pitied! I want a fair judgment! It's all my fault and you know it!!! Why can't anyone be true to me like before?"

I immediately ran removing Natsume's grip around me.

"Mikan!" he yelled, "You idiot…" he mumbled.

I ran away from the world. Having a life like this all because of me was too much to bear. Why was mother acting like this? Why was Natsume acting like this? It was my fault. It was, it was, it was. Why can't anyone accept that!? Was I the only one sane in this entire world? Was I?

I ended up in the hospital chapel. The place sounded so peaceful. I was alone and since I was alone I decided to pray loudly.

"Kami-san, why is this happening to me? Why is everyone acting like I'm innocent. I'm not. I made all this happen and the only person who thinks that it's my fault is my dad. Kami-san, I need a sign. I need a sign to tell me everything's going to be all right. Oh please Kami-san help me," I wept.

I slowly gathered up my strength and began to walk away. I looked at the door but instead of seeing the door I saw a person.

"What're you doing eavesdropping," I said coldly.

"You said you needed a sign and here I am," he said.

"So you were eavesdropping," I said coldly once more.

I passed him and started to open the door.

"Mikan," he said, "Why are you acting like this?"

"You don't get it, Natsume," I said looking into his eyes.

"I do," Natsume said.

My eyes widened as he said this. What does he mean?

"My parents sacrificed for me," he said with guilt in his tone.

"Oh… Natsume…" I paused.

"It's okay," Natsume said, "When something dies, another grows."

My eyes widened even more as he said those words. That's what my mother said not too long ago. How'd he know that?

He slowly walked towards me and gave me a hug. Again, his hug was so warm and full of emotion. There I was again. Crying and crying on his shirt.

I do love him.

I just looooove reviews so…yeaaa. Well, I'm not going to edit this. So sorry for the flamers. This isn't exactly what happened but there was some serious drama but NO tears. This is tragedy, seriously.

I love RoyalGoddess and 'orange-ideas'