Author's Note: I am so sorry for neglecting this story for two long years! I couldn't put up the deleted chapters two to six anymore because my old laptop crashed and I lost all my files. I have no choice but to re-write those chapters and start from scratch if I want to continue this story. If you're an old reader, this is the edited/revised Chapter One. I made some changes but nothing big. Also, I changed the PoV. I will continue this fic but don't expect fast updates, yeah? Anyway, enjoy. :)
Enemies with Benefits
Chapter One
"Damn it, Hyuuga. You stepped on my foot!" The brunette hissed at the raven-haired boy as she quickly did the buttons of her blouse.
"Don't care, polka dots," the guy deadpanned while he sloppily tucked his shirt into his pants.
Amber eyes squinted in annoyance. Mikan Sakura hated that stupid nickname. If she weren't in a hurry right now, she would gladly give this prat an earful. But seeing that she was already late for next period, she had no other choice but to settle for a death glare. The boy merely ignored her as he continued fixing his clothes.
Stupid Hyuuga, she inwardly cursed in her head. But you're more stupid, you know? You let the jerk get into your pants all the time, her inner self retorted. Ah, true. But then again, it wasn't as if she didn't get pleasure from screwing him, because she certainly did. All the fucking time. Pun so intended.
Like right now, for example. The two of them just had a quickie inside the broom closet on the second floor of the high school building, and it left them panting for breath for a good sixty seconds and slightly sweaty on the forehead.
They had sex frequently, but that didn't mean they were boyfriend and girlfriend. God, no. That was just… ridiculous.
People at their school would surely be shocked if they found out that she, Mikan Sakura, the preppy cheerleader and resident snob of Alice Academy secretly fooled around with her most hated enemy, the Natsume Hyuuga, the asshole who annihilated the magical unicorns and pretty butterflies in her almost rainbow perfect life.
In short, Hyuuga was the bane of her existence.
But if he was indeed a bane, then why would she have anything sexual with him? Why, indeed. She didn't know herself. The only reason she could give was that she had an itch that only Hyuuga could scratch. Either that or she was secretly twisted in the head. Or probably both.
As she had mentioned earlier, Hyuuga was not exactly her most favourite person in the world. He annoyed her to no end and both of them got on each other's nerves. She didn't know when exactly they started hating each other, probably in elementary school. As far as she could remember, he just started being such a jerk around her, and then it just went on until they reached high school.
Now you may be curious at how this… this madness started. Ah, interesting story… well, not really. They both just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
It all began four months ago when she had to stay late at school because her freak of a teacher, Jinno, gave her detention for coming late in his class three times in a row. After serving her detention, she was planning to go straight back to the dormitory but she decided to make a little detour to the restroom first.
She was checking herself on the mirror when Hyuuga suddenly barged inside. He didn't seem to realize at first that another person was in there. By the looks of it, he seemed like he was hiding from someone, most probably from the girl or girls he hang out with. After all, Hyuuga was quite popular with the chicas, that she was willing to admit. He was always seen flirting around with random girls in the campus but everyone knew that he never took them seriously. He would play with them but avoid them after. He was a jerk like that. He never had a girlfriend. Rumours said he had extremely high qualifications for the girlfriend position. Psh. As if!
If you asked her, she thinks the real reason why he never had a girlfriend and he just played around with girls was because he was gay. Yup. You read it right: Mikan Sakura thinks Natsume Hyuuga was gay.
She thinks that his flirtations with random girls were just a cover up for his real sexual orientation. And that one of the reasons why he hated her was because she had boobs and he didn't have any. Another reason was she was much prettier than him. Modesty aside, she was better-looking than the girls he played around with. She knew that for a fact.
But little did she know that her theory of him being gay was about to be proven wrong that day. Or night.
"What the hell..? This is the girls'restroom, Hyuuga. I know you think of yourself as one of us, but technically and anatomically, you're still a boy."
Hyuuga swiftly turned around and a look of surprise crossed his face when he saw her. He frowned.
"Shut up, idiot." He snapped back before he turned his attention back to the door. He pressed his ears on its surface, probably listening if there were people on the other side.
Teachers and fellow students called this guy a genius, but seriously? She begged to differ. How could he choose a girls' restroom as his hiding place when the people he was trying to hide from were girls? They could just easily barge inside without qualms and then they would be able to corner him. Some genius, he was.
After several seconds, Hyuuga finally moved away from the door. The people he was hiding from were probably gone. He eyed her with those creepy deep red orbs of his and then he smirked.
"Still here? You know what I think? I think you deliberately come late to Jinno's class every morning because you want him to give you detention so you can spend alone time with him after school." Hyuuga said maliciously.
Mikan almost wanted to gag at his perverted implication. Jinno was so old, even older than her father. Had she mentioned that Hyuuga also had a sick sense of humour? Probably a sick mind as well.
"You really have a sick mind, don't you, you retard."
"Whatever, idiot," He quipped as he walked back to the door. He faced her once more before he grabbed the doorknob.
"See ya." He said and then deliberately wrinkled his face. "Nah. I'd rather not see you."
"As if." she scoffed. Hyuuga was the most arrogant, egotistical guy she had ever met.
"Fuck." Mikan heard him grumbled. She turned around to see what he was fussing about and saw him twisting the doorknob furiously and trying to push open the door.
"What? What's wrong?" She asked, slight panic in her voice.
"It won't open!" He groaned, looking downright irritated.
"Oh, shit." She snapped when realization suddenly hit her. She checked the time on her watch. It was already 7:04 pm. Oh double shit.
Hyuuga turned to her, "What?"
"The school has automatic lockdown. All doors automatically locked by itself at exactly 7:00pm."
Not all students were aware of that because it was a fairly new regulation implemented by the higher-ups and everyone was usually gone by five and the school was usually empty before the lockdown. Mikan knew that because she had gotten detention several times for being late and one of the faculty members warned her about it.
"What the fuck!" Hyuuga cursed loudly, flabbergasted by the sudden turn of events. Well, yeah, guess what? There's more, because for about several more seconds, there will be—
"Oh. Damn it. Black out!"
The school also shut down the electricity.
Damn it. Damn it. DAMN IT.
"Tell me, idiot, you did this on purpose, didn't you?" Hyuuga said as she fished for her cell phone in her bag. It was so dark she couldn't find the device immediately.
"What are you talking about?" She asked, brows knitted together.
"You didn't tell me earlier that there would be a lockdown because you wanted to be stuck here alone with me."
God. This guy was just so full of himself.
"Yeah. Dream on, Hyuuga."
She finally got hold of her cell phone but it was out of battery already. Talk about bad luck.
"Where's your phone, scumbag? Mine's out of battery."
"It's in my bag."
"Where's your bag?"
"In my car."
Great.
"Seriously, Hyuuga, what's the point of your existence?"
He just made a 'tch'sound.
"Yeah, keep making weird sounds. That's gonna get the door open."
"What, you think your witty remarks are going to help us get out of here too?"
"… At least it's witty."
"So I guess we're stuck here together for the whole night. Don't come near me. I know you want to molest me but don't you even dare. Ugly girls aren't my type."
She rolled her eyes. He was such a hypocrite.
"Yeah, I know Hyuuga. In fact, any type of girl isn't your type at all, as long as it's a girl."
"And what do you mean by that?"
"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me." She replied sardonically, smirk forming on her lips.
"Are you implying that I'm gay?" Hyuuga asked, his voice rising a little.
"Hm." She mumbled, choosing to ignore him.
Even though it was dark, she could tell that the almighty Hyuuga was scowling and totally ticked off.
Ugh. Why did she have to be stuck with him of all the freaking people in the universe?
About a couple of hours later, she and Hyuuga had already stopped their exchange of banters. They had opted to keep quiet and just completely ignore each other. They never had a decent conversation with each other and every time they opened their mouths to talk, they always ended up pissed off. So sometimes it was better to just shut up before they strangle each other to death.
Their hatred toward one another was a common knowledge in the school. Everybody knew since the both of them were equally popular. She was a pretty cheerleader who a number of boys chased after. Some people may have thought of her as conceited but what can she do? She was born with just so much awesomeness.
And as for the arrogant, hypocritical jerk whom she was currently stuck with, well, he was the only son of the CEO of a multinational company. Filthy rich, this sonofabitch. He was probably the richest student in the entire school. He was an honour student who most possibly would also be the valedictorian of their batch when they graduate. Girls went gaga over him because, animosity aside, he had the looks. That rugged, bad boy look. Actually, if you were going to base it solely on his appearance, he didn't look like he studied at all. No one would be able to stereotype him as the school nerd. So even though he was not a jock, majority of the female population had a crush on him because of his redeeming qualities. Mikan Sakura didn't share the sentiments of her fellow lassies, though. To her, Hyuuga was nothing but a total pain in the ass.
"Idiot. You're only implying that I'm gay because you wanted to provoke me so I'll kiss you to prove that I'm not. You're so desperate. If you want a kiss from me, just say so. I think I'd be able stomach you."
Mikan turned her head to his direction when he spoke all of a sudden. She couldn't see him clearly but she knew he was sitting just a couple of meters away from her.
She couldn't help but smirk to herself. He obviously could not get over by her earlier statement. Such a self-absorbed bastard.
"Whatever, Hyuuga. Think whatever you want to think and I'll do the same, eh?"
She was no longer in the mood to start another squabble with him. The room temperature had gotten a bit colder and she was trying to warm herself up with her arms wrapped around her. She then heard the jerk rose from his spot and approached her. And then without any sort of warning, he kissed her. She was too startled to fight him off but as soon as she recovered, she tried to push him away with all her might. He didn't budge though as he continued to grip her shoulders tightly and press his body against hers. His lips were crashing her own that a scream couldn't even escape her mouth. And even if she did scream, nobody would be able to hear her anyway.
After several more seconds of useless struggling, she felt herself slowly giving in to him. The cold was gone and all she could feel was the heat creeping through her body and the unfamiliar sensation in the pit of her stomach. And then next thing she knew, they were going at it on the floor of the restroom, naked and sweaty and all. She wouldn't elaborate more.
One might think that they somehow turned romantic as they did iton the floor. No, they weren't. They were rough. Or rather, he was rough. He was never gentle, but he was oh-so-good.
And that night, her theory of him being gay was proven wrong. Damn him.
The next morning, as soon as the sun had risen in the sky, they put their clothes back on.
"Damn it. Where's my panties?" She voiced out in frustration. She already had all her clothes back on her body, except for that tiny piece of clothing.
"No need to thank me for last night, polka." She turned around and saw Hyuuga smirking. He was already fully dressed and was standing beside the door, his hand on the doorknob and his other hand, to her horror, holding her polka-dotted underwear.
"Screw you, Hyuuga." She snapped, her face growing red.
The jerk just laughed and threw her underwear at her which landed right on her face. He opened the door and left without another word.
So that was the end of the story. That was where it all started. Never in a gazillion years would she imagine losing her precious virginity on the floor of the girl's restroom. And worst, she had lost it to the most despicable and loathed person in her life.
She thought that was the end of it. There would be no second and third and fourth and so on, but she was wrong.
She and Hyuuga were back to being mortal enemies like nothing big just happened between them. He was back to flirting with random girls and she on her cheerleading. They never mentioned anything about what happened in the girls' restroom to anyone. But a week after that incident, when she excused herself in the middle of the class to go to the restroom, Hyuuga followed after her. She was surprised when she got out of one of the cubicles, she saw Hyuuga leaning on the sink waiting for her. He pushed her back inside the cubicle before she could even utter a word. And again, next thing she knew they were fucking each other senseless.
And then it became like a secret hobby for them. They did it anytime they could. Sometimes he'd follow her when she leaves the class to go to the restroom. Their classmates never suspected anything. They didn't really find it odd that whenever she was out of the classroom, so was Hyuuga. Because Hyuuga, despite of being an honour student, cut class almost all the time. But they had decided not to do it anymore in the girls' restroom. It was too risky and the chance of being caught was high. They mostly did it in the broom closet on the second floor of the high school building nowadays.
They would usually meet during lunch break or vacant period. And it was always a quickie. It didn't take them longer than fifteen minutes. The longest they had was their first time together. Also, all their exploits were rough. They were never gentle, not even once. Hyuuga never kissed her gently on the lips. He always crushedhis lips on hers.
All those times of going at it like rabbits, it would be normal if they had grown fond of each other, but no. If it was possible, they hated each other even more. There was never a feeling involved whenever they fucked. It was just all about their raging libido and nothing more.
Anyway, going back to her present situation, she and Hyuuga were locked inside the cramped and dusty broom closet.
"Shit. I told you not to unbutton my blouse anymore," She said irritably. The buttons were taking her long. The teacher might notice that she had been gone for quite a while now.
"Whatever." Hyuuga mumbled as he buckled his belt. He was about to leave the dusty small room when she saw the used condom on the floor. Yes, they used condom because despite of their lasciviousness, they were still advocates of safe sex.
"Hey, you forgot your condom."
Hyuuga just looked at it for a second.
"You throw it."
And then he was gone. What a jerk.
She had no choice but to pick it up herself. The maintenance people might get suspicious if they see a used contraception inside the broom closet.
Eew. The rubber was sticky. She so hated that freak.
So anyway, she and the Hyuuga jerk hated each other tremendously. But the thing with them was they couldn't take their hands off of each other. To put it simply, they were enemies with benefits.
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