Disclaimer: I do not own GA.

When it comes to dating guys, she has all the information from her resource. But when Mr. Right hits her, she was starting to figure out that the info given won't imply to certain arrogant foe of hers…

"If you have known me like I'd expect you to, I suppose you'd better stop with your foolish act." Natsume pressed. "I don't like my woman flirting with other men-"

"I was never YOUR woman!" She clenched her teeth, furious as her eyebrows narrowed.

Rule 1: Guys hate overreacting girls.

"…Guys don't like flirts, unless if you are flirting with them. Number six, Guys like girls with brain more than girls who go on starving themselves just to look good in mini skirts. Seven, guys hate it when the girl they like flirt with their friend. Eight-" Sumire was busy sharing the guys' likes and dislikes when she was interrupted by one of the girls.

"You are saying as if you are very experienced with guys." Mikan said, with much cynicism in her eyes. "Oh, I'm pretty sure I am much more experienced than you!" Sumire countered.

It was yet another gossiping session for the girls as they had nothing better off to do when Teacher Narumi suddenly dashed out the class upon receiving a call from the principal's office. Sumire and her gang gathered together and start talking about shoes, make ups, boys… Of course boys! There were so many of them in school and apparently most of the female specimens in school were aiming for the hottest of them all, which is why they had brought up the topic on what guys like and what they don't.

Mikan, on the other hand was actually dragged into the gossip. She was never too interested in listening to people's criticisms on how horrible those shoes look on Ms. I-wear-the-same-pair-of-shoes-everyday and how ungrateful of Mr. Stingy to buy the Prada ear rings instead of the latest Gucci handbag, which probably cost as much as half of a bungalow, for his girlfriend. But having to know more on what's revolving around the school won't harm. At least you would not feel left out. You know, like when those times someone says "There you are, my little puppy face!" and you'll start searching everywhere for the supposedly cute doggy when you find that the "puppy" was actually that someone calling for her boyfriend, all because of your lacking in what's revolving around teenagers nowadays. Awkward much? To think that people nowadays actually give all kinds of weird nicknames to their girlfriends or boyfriends. I mean calling him or her an animal instead of the real name. What next? People starting to call each other something that doesn't even move or breath such as muffins or cupcakes? Oh, they've already go with that idea. But Mikan still doesn't get it at all.

"Ah! Oh no! Where was I? Look what you have done Mikan, I lost count all because of you!" Sumire screeched, almost shouted. Mikan was all the blame. Yeah, right. She doubted it. Because all the sudden the class quiet down, as if something or rather someone pop out in front of the mid air. Not quite, actually. It was Teacher Narumi, entering the class. Only that he was quite not in the usual gay mood. (Gay here stands for happy okay…) He was rather… bothered? No one knows, no one actually gets him. No one dared to move a muscle, not even the girls.

"So much for 'The first rule, guys don't like girls who overreact'" Mikan whispered so that only Sumire can hear her, suggesting that she was overreacting, again. But she did not know if Sumire catch her. Much to her surprise, Sumire did not even try to offend her. Instead, she just kept quiet.

***

"You are not feeling like yourself today, Sumire. What happened?" asked Anna. The classes had ended and the group of girls, Sumire, Anna, Nonoko, Hotaru and Mikan, walked together upon exiting the classroom.

"Oh, you wouldn't believe what happened! Oh, oh, OH, I've just-" Sumire start clutching her heart.

"You've just fallen in love, once again." Mikan replied plainly.

"How do you know?" Sumire asked, lifting one of her eye brows.

"You always do that before you say 'I've just saw the cupid holding the arrow of heart and aiming for me when I saw Mr. Right No.34 for this week!" Mikan stressed on the number of Mr. Rights Sumire had been constantly meeting from time to time.

"Do what?" Sumire was more curious than ever.

"You know, saying that 'oh, oH, OH!' ridiculously and went on clutching you heart." Mikan mimicked her posture.

"I did not! Anyway, I must go and check out the guy, he was H-O-T." With that, Sumire dragged her girlfriends and increased her pace.

Rule number 68, If you like him, check out on him. Be smart.

"Somehow I sense trouble behind all this." Mikan murmured underneath. Indeed she was in big trouble and had yet to find out that her every gesture was being watched by a certain raven-haired lad behind her. If only she knew how right she was, trouble was indeed following her. In fact, a seductive one was just right behind her.

***

"So you are shouting to Mikan in class because you wanted to get his attention?"

"Exactly" Sumire answered Nonoko's question. "He was just across our class, arm crossed and looking at us despite the fact that from that distance he can hardly see us. I wonder if he's a transfer student, I wouldn't miss the hottie if he's a student of our school."

Anna was getting all excited and said, "So get to the point, Sumire! Which one is he?"

They look at the crowd in the cafeteria. Sumire shook her head that indicated there was no presence of her Prince Charming anywhere.

Being the quiet one, Hotaru hardly spoke anything this morning. She was elegant, her movement was graceful. She had the studious look on her but no one would ever call her a nerd. She was way too beautiful for that. "By the way, where's Mikan?" She spoke.

"Oh! Don't bother! She's having Art class I suppose." Sumire gave a lazy comment.

"She's taking the Science side." Hotaru knew something was not right. Where could she have gone? Hotaru can be so observant and bright yet sometimes she can't see through what is going on in Mikan's head. She can see through anyone, anyone except for Mikan. That girl was always so… unexpected, full of surprises. That's why she found her so special.

***

"Um! Hm-" Mikan was walking with her friends, about four feets behind them, when she felt strong arms which got on hold of her, one covering her mouth and the other trying to drag her away. Whoever those arms belong to he sure was successful in 'abducting' her. She struggled, but not a single movement worked. She was caught off guard, it wasn't her fault. Mikan thought of getting help, how is it possible that no one saw her? It wasn't like she was willing to be dragged away so forcefully. She . was . kidnapped!! Doesn't anyone see it happening? Either the students from the campus are too busy ignoring her or there wasn't anyone around to help her.

The lad dragged her into a classroom when he finally let go of her. He was standing in the doorway so there was no hope of escaping from there. The only choice Mikan had was to jump down one of the windows which were third floors away from the ground. How did he manage to drag her all the way here anyway?

Clam down Mikan. You have two choices, not one, jump down the window and risk getting your bones broken or simply confront with the lad. It wasn't just any lad. He had raven hair and crimson eyes, which was, indeed, very rare. She hadn't meet anyone quite like him. She always doubted that there would be a person with natural red orbs, aside of those people who actually wear red contacts. However, if there really is, she wouldn't be impressed by it she thought. Talk about looking directly into those eyes which its color was as dark as blood, red but cold. When she looked into his eyes, she shivered. It was as if the lad was an animal, so hungry, eager to eat her up. But then it was only her imagination that drew her to the thought.

The lad finally spoke, "You can stop staring by now." His voice was so… cold. There wasn't a bit enthusiasm in it. Both firm and deep, that was how Mikan described it. It was like he knew her, so sure yet so… familiar.

"What?" Mikan blinked. She got dizzy after being dragged all the way to the classroom, or is it the gaze he gave her made her so tense. She quickly regained conscious and said, "Having to be dragged so rudely by a stranger here and you expect me to be as calm as ever?" She was in disbelief.

In case she hadn't notice, she was talking to a lad, a handsome one to be precise, which made her doubled her nervousness. She was never a girl who judges a book by its cover. She should be treating him like any other fellow students. But yet, she felt so different about him. Or is she being all sensitive? For the first time, she felt that she was hypnotized by the orbs, simply because she couldn't break the eye contact between them. Her gaze was fixed, even though she was confused and nervous. Something about him that made her stomach start twisting and her lips parted.

"Playing dumb huh? I should've guessed that you'd" Natsume start walking towards his prey -not too fast- in a pace that showed that he was both confident and elegant. He moved in such a way that made Mikan conscious about his broad shoulders and the well frame he had under that polo neck of his.

"I have no idea what you are saying. I don't even know you!" She began to flush a bit. She drew herself backwards a bit. But there was no escaping for her. She found her back against the window when she finally broke their eye contact to look briefly outside the window, thinking if she had the chance of retrieve. She turned her head back to Natsume just to see how close he was already! She was never used to being alone with a guy.

Natsume's bone crushing grab was on her wrist, lifting her hand up in the mid air. They were just breath away of each other. Mikan found herself trapped when she was towered by him. She was horrid by the sudden movement of his. No, Mikan you can't freak out now. Instead she remembered the time where they were taught of survival against the king cobra. You have to lay still and allow the cobra to swallow you from the legs. When its mouth came to your knees, quickly grab on hold to the sharpest object around you and rip its mouth for an escape. There was no use struggling before it was busy swallowing you. It will just wrap you until you can't breathe any more. So, instead of trying to struggle away, Mikan just stood there, throwing the coldest glare to the lad. Only to find out that stood in front of her was a handsome lad, not the king cobra. Then, she suddenly wondered what her fate would be. What did she ever do to deserve this?

"I saw you entering Ruka's house." he said.

It struck her as she began to refresh her memory of going to Nogi's house two days ago. Ruka was always a close friend of hers. They've met since a couple of years ago and Mikan was please to have him as accompany. He was rather a gentle person, speaking of those sparkling eyes. Yes, if Natsume's eyes were dark and cold, his eyes would be described as warm and dazzling, although his orbs were as blue as ocean. No, not ocean, it was as clear as the water in the swimming pool. So blue yet so, warm. She went to his house because Nogi was asking her a flavor.

Flaskback

"Sakura, thanks for accepting in taking charge of Youichi, I couldn't find anyone to take care of him while I'm away." Ruka said with a smile, warming and melting every atom in Mikan's body like melting chocolate. She had always loved Ruka as a brother or even more. She admired him since the first sight she saw him. She'd never decline any flavor from him. Why, she could stop nodding if he'd asked her. Silently, she just hoped that she wasn't that obviously obsessed. She was wondering if she sounded or looked like a fool in front of him. He was so gentleman to her, any girl would have melted away. Deep down in her heart, she also knew that if he'd felt anything same and asked her to become his girlfriend, she wouldn't have the strength to stop and will probably keep nodding her head.

"Oh, it's the least I can do." She stated and felt electricity just underneath her skin the moment Ruka flashed her a smile. It was neither a grin nor a crooked smile, anything but that. Just a small one to comfort her, to make her feel she was the only girl who was fortunate enough to have witness that smile.

"Here is the address and the keys. Youichi lives in this mansion of his uncle's with his granny. His uncle was always away for business trip. But granny is too old. I doubt she could handle the energetic five-year-old. So I have to constantly check out on them." Ruka said while handling the keys to her. He chuckled a bit, always having the sunshine look on him that will make any girl fell head over heels in love with him and made every male specimens as jealous as ever.

Mikan wants to stay longer but couldn't find an excuse. She was aware of the awkwardness between them. It isn't right for a girl to intrude a guy's house in such late hours. But then she found a way to make her presence more acceptable, by grabbing the scrabble board beside and start inviting Ruka for a game. Ruka would never turn down her after she accepted to take care of Youichi. So they've played until midnight and Mikan felt asleep. She was too busy enjoying accompany from Ruka's and lost track of time. She only found herself on the sofa sleeping soundlessly on the next day. She blushed upon thinking that it was Ruka who carried her onto the sofa. Who else could it be? He had already left the town by now. So she grabbed the keys and the address and managed to walk steadily to the door.

End of flashback

Mikan was held back to the reality when Natsume's deep tone interfere her thoughts.

"You left the next morning, so hurriedly." He said.

She was confused by the statement at first, but then flushed even more when she knew what he was assuming. He assumed that she went into Ruka's house and did something impropriate for both the unmarried couple.

"I'd never-" Mikan tried to protest but was interrupted by the lad who was obviously unpleased with the current situation. He was looking fiercely at her. But Mikan felt even more detest. How dare he thought of her as someone so…? She couldn't even find a word to describe! That was how furious of her. She wasn't a girl who went to a guy's house for shameful intentions. She was asked a favor from Ruka, not that she went to his house for no reason at all. At least that was what she thought of.

"I don't care what you are thinking trying to have an affair with Ruka. But you better stop it. He had already engaged to someone." Those words slipped out of Natsume's mouth. It was like a thunder strike. Mikan suddenly felt lost of words. One minute she was so firm and furious, but now she was unable to neither speak nor stand still. If Natsume haven't been lifting her hand, she might have fallen on her knees, but then she might not. It was too overreacting.

Engaged? Since when? Why didn't he tell her? So many questions, with no answer to each them at all. There was, may be one answer to her question. Ruka was probably not interested in her that he didn't even bother to inform her of his engagement. Nor he wanted her to congratulate him. That was how little he felt for their friendship.

Natsume's strong figure was unaffected. He stood there staring into her eyes fiercely.

"He had already left the town. I don't know what you saying." Mikan tried to force the words out of her mouth.

"Don't deny it. I saw you leaving the house." He was really annoyed by the fact somehow.

"He was asking me a favor!" Mikan tried to explain but only to have a cold response from the cold blooded lad.

"Sure he was." He said with much sarcasm. "You'd better keep away from Ruka if you know what's best for you."

By then Mikan was so furious. Now he was threatening her to keep away from her friend. This annoyed her so much that she bluffed out "YOU have no rights to limit my presence anywhere. So… so what if I really lik- love him? I simply wouldn't want any of your advice!" With that, Mikan kicked Natsume's right knee. Natsume wasn't expecting that kick to be this hard. He loosened his grab, bent down and rubbed the pain off on his knee when he cried out. "What do you think you're-"

Mikan wouldn't want to wait for his swear words to hit her. She made an effort to slip past him for an escape towards the opening of the door.

Rule 46, slap him or kick him if you have to. All love and no fight makes your man spoiled.

But then, Natsume wasn't her man. He didn't have the slightest interest in her. But that was before she kicked him.

End of chapter