The Lost Kingdom

By Hikari Love Arrival

You're so hypnotizing

Could you be the devil?

Could you be an angel?

-ET Katy Perry

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice,ET by Katy Perry or any of the paintings listed in this fic. EDITED VERSION NOT NEW CHAPTER

Chapter 1: Extraterresstrial

There used to be large fields of flowers and trees. We used to have a small cosy cottage on a hill that looked over the entire village. It had a great view of the moon and stars at night. All the people there would welcome people with open arms and-.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP

I looked out the window snapping out of my thoughts and was instantly greeted by cars fighting their way through and trying to get passed traffic looking like a hoard of sheep. The buildings were so tall and if you looked higher in the sky, you could see all of the smoke that was there. It was so far from my old village where it was all so peaceful and serene, while here it looked like it was always rush hour and was so loud. I could already feel my self getting a major headache.

"Miki, Miki, Miki, isn't this exciting we get to go live in a big city at Grandpa's it's like a dream come true," sighed the girl sitting next to me. I looked over at her to see her sighing dreamily.

"I know isn't it exciting Mikan?" the woman in the driver's seat said.

I snapped, "How can you two say that it's so loud here would someone remind me why we moved her in the first place I mean come on, Grandma, Grandpa doesn't even care about us w-"

"Mikan Reanne Sakura! Don't you dare say anything about that time it was a long time and you better lower your tone with me young lady," she sighed, "why can't you be more like your sister."

I looked away in annoyance and pulled my iPod out of my leather jacket and stuffed the ear phones in my ear. Leaning my head back and closing my eyes I tried my best to push the anger I was feeling towards my Grandmother down from comparing me with my sister.

I sighed.

Aoi Sakura. My twin sister. Well, you could say we were different in so many ways it was like we weren't even related. She was one of those typical nice cheerleaders who always ruled the school. I was the typical loser who would rather stay home and watch TV then want to do anything with another human being for that matter. She actually cared about what she wore or how she looked. I was the fashion disaster that would rather stay comfy then break my feet in heels that I could barely even walk in. And apart from that we did not even look alike in anyway. She had luscious black hair and red yes that sparkled when excited. I, on the other hand had huge boring brown eyes you see everywhere and brunette hair I usually kept in a messy bun or a normal ponytail.

But despite all of that she was my twin sister.

"Mikan, we are here. Look!"

I opened my eyes and leaned to look over my sister shoulder and I gasped.

In front of us was a giant mansion. That looked like that came right out of one of my books. There was a giant fountain in front of the mansion that was surrounded by a circle of grass. The mansion had that Old English feel to it with the giant windows and black panels to it as well. The bricks were all yellow and that just gave in to the Old English feel even more.

Before I knew it we were in front of the house and getting out of the car to look at the house in awe. Aoi right by my side doing the exact same.

"Well you like the house, I see," an amused voice said breaking us out of our thoughts.

We looked up to see the giant black doors open and an old man with nearly white to black hair wearing a yellow polo shirt and beige jeans. He was wearing a big smile ear to ear that showed his spidery wrinkle on his face. And there he was Hiro Sakura. Looking as if he hadn't aged a bit since the last time we saw him when we were children. Always laughing. Always joking around. Always having fun.

Except he hates me.

I have no idea why but he always said that I would bring trouble and no good. I've always wondered why but let's just say that my Grandfather and I have never gotten along. Another reason why I refused to come to this hell hole.

"Aoi! You have grown prettier over the years haven't you?" He pulled her back from the hug and was now observing her up and down, nodding approvingly.

He went over to Grandma and kissed both her hands," looking beautiful as always Izzy."Grandmother blushed and smiled sweetly at him in return.

I couldn't keep the grin off my face. 'They are so in love.' Then he turned around to look at me. He grimaced. I frowned and glared at him. 'In love or not some things just never change.'

Breaking the obvious stare down between my Grandfather and me, Aoi said "Hey, Why don't we just bring our luggage inside now okay?" She said nervously from behind us but still pretty much succeeded in breaking the heated stare down between my grandfather and me. I grabbed my small knapsack, while the chauffer brought our bags to our rooms.

As soon as we walked into the extravagant house we were welcomed by a pretty long hallway leading up to an open space with doors of rooms on other sides. There was a giant spiral stair case in the back and quite honestly I would have to say it was pretty much taken out from a typical olden day rich people house in a movie. There was red and yellow everywhere and antiques that probably cost a million.

We went up the stair case and the butlers led us to our rooms while grandpa and grandma went to talk in the study. I went and followed the butler up the stairs and into the third floor while Aoi's was on the second floor. The third floor looked a little mysterious and dark but also giving in a lot of light from the windows. The butler told me to go to the end of the hall and to the right to see my room. He also said that my entire luggage was moved to my room already and he left.

Trust him to give me the creepy place.

I walked down the hall and trying to calm down my breathing. Normally, I was never even scared of walking down dark places before. Normally, I was never even scared of walking down dark places before or large hallways but there was something about this place that gave me the absolute creeps. So to keep myself from freaking out I started to look at the photos around the hall way.

Most of them were antique photos like The Starry Night, The Absinthe Thinker or Women with a Guitar. Obviously even though Grandfather may hate me enough to put me in a dark hallway for a room, I guess he does have great taste in paintings.

By the time the paintings stopped coming pretty much hallway down the hallway I turned right and my room was right in front of me.

God, even the door had an antique touch to it.

The door was white and had squares and rectangles with a golden embroidery around it. I snapped out of my thoughts and pushed the door open.

It was an empty room with cream walls a bed and a dresser. Much to my disappointment I saw my luggage by my bed and instantly ran over to the bed set and jumped on the bed. Letting myself take in the smell of newly fresh cushions and comforters. Then I saw a small letter on one of my suit cases. I lift myself up on my elbows and took the letter.

Mikan,

I know what you are thinking there is nothing in you room but your grandmother thought you would paint and design the place by yourself. Buy anything you want.

Grandpa.

Wow.

Who knew he would actually listen to someone. Well it was my grandmother so I guess he has to listen to her.

I grinned. As I said so in love.

I turned over on my bed to face the ceiling and I looked over the room then I got so many ideas in my head on how to decorate the place that I lunged at my luggage and dragged it on my bed. I searched threw my clothes and finally found my sketchbook. I sketched the drawing of my room from the angle of where the door would be as soon as I walked in. I decided I liked the idea of maybe painting some pictures for my room. I might as well since we were going to be stuck here for a whole stupid year. Then I remembered the reason we were here.

I groaned.

My grandmother was starting a new business here in Tokyo. We owned a small coffee shop in my village but it was pretty famous. Though she could have easily just did that from back home and just come here whenever needed but I also think she wants to spend some time with Grandfather.

Grandfather.

I never understood why he hated me. Actually I knew exactly why, I was not perfect. A.K.A I am not Aoi. It is pretty stupid; I mean c'mon it is pretty obvious he does not know the girl as well as I does. Though, I have to say that she gives off a perfect aura. She had the perfect grades, she was the head cheerleader back in my town meaning she was the worst thing ever in the whole world; popular.

Okay, there are totally a lot of great things about me, sure. God, Mikan don't bring yourself down. Stop comparing yourself to her. You were used to it forever know living with the old perfectionist isn't going to hurt for a year.

I looked out the balcony door. It was still the afternoon and a lot of time to spare. I decided to kill some time and go around the backyard or if you can even call that a backyard. I walked down the dreary hall way down the stairs and the house to find the back door.

I whistled.

Hello, there were like acres of huge green grass and heck, they even had the old family farm with horses and everything. Wow, Grandpa has been busy for the past five years.

My gaze paused on the forest I saw a shadow by the trees. I squinted my eyes and distinctly got the shape of a person leaning on one of the trees. I was always told that curiosity killed the cat but for some reason I had felt the need to check this out.

I walked closer towards the forest. As soon as I walked close to the forest my feet were promptly frozen to my place on the ground.

My eyes widened.

The person that was leaning on the tree turned their head toward me and came out from the darkness. I revealed a girl that was probably the same age as me. She was wearing combat boots with a black skirt and black shirt to go with it. She had black boy cut hair and a pale complexion that could have been compared to a ghosts.

But what freaked me out the most was that this girl had dark amethyst eyes that held nothing.

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

No emotion at all.

Who was this person?

She was absolutely stoic, as she walked over to me and held out her hand. I looked at it and looked at her in wonder.

"Hi, I am Hotaru Imai and I am a Neroganger looking for Hiro Sakura."

I guess curiosity did kill the cat a little bit.

Note: Hi! yes i know i keep on changing my mind a lot lately and well i thought of this way long ago and you know still finalizing it but just do not kill me. And yes i have deleted A Love Fairytale but you know this is better and i know what it going to happen. Don't kill me.

So how was the song choice for this chapter? Started off too fast? This was my first fic so critisism is apprecited. New chapter next week thank you.

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