Author's Note: This is my first fan fiction so go easy on me. Rated T for violence, language, and sexual content in the future.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice.

.:Black Sakura:.

.:Chapter One: New School:.

"No."

"C'mon sweetie please?" mom gave me her famous puppy face. Great.

"Sigh Fine." I gave up. No one and I mean no one can resist my mother's puppy face. No wonder dad buys her everything she wants practically.

"See! You look great!" my mom stood behind me in front of the mirror putting her graceful hands on my shoulders.

"No." I looked awful! I was transferring to a new elite private school. I wouldn't see my childish mother or my serious father. I was going to have a dorm. Great, just great. I looked like some stuck up snobby rich girl in my uniform, I'd be leaving my parents and friends behind, I'm going to a new school, and I was beat up.

Yes, beat up. I had a bandage around my shoulder down to my elbow where was a pretty awful gash. I had bruises around my ribs and stomach and I had a sprained ankle that still hurt. How did this happen? It was when I decided to leave the gang. Yes, I was part of a gang called Kuro Akutenshi (Black Evil Angels.) The rules of my gang is if you decide to leave the gang you get beat up close to death but since I was leader's favorite I lived. My nickname in the gang was Black Sakura and everyone still calls me that. But my parents and my family didn't know I was a part of them so they were sometimes confused when some people called me that.

I left the gang because I wanted a new start. I didn't want people always having rumors about me and then they end up in hospital because of me (like one rumor talked about how I slept with all the guys in the whole school). I had enough of fighting in schools. I wanted to be perfect. Perfect grades (I was already a genius), perfect attendance (sometimes cut class), perfect attitude (always argued and named the teachers), and absolutely no fighting. I was pretty much kicked out already 3 or 4 schools.

"You look great! Now come on you don't want to be late do you?" smiled my mom sweetly. I did not act like my mom. I only looked like her. We had the same light brown hair, the same chocolate eyes, same face, ect. But one thing different was our personalties. I was not cheerful, not positive, and definetly not cute or girly. I admit it. I'm a tom boy. Get it? I got the serious face like my dad but my dad sometimes smiles while I only smile about only 3 times a year.

"Whatever." I replied to my mom. She went out of my room while I still looked at my-self in my expensive full length mirror.

The uniform made me look really girly. I usually wore the boy's uniform but since I wanted to change I had to wear the girl's uniform. I mean my body curved in all the right places, my breasts weren't too small or huge, my butt looked fine, and I looked okay. But I never wore anything that would show my body. The boy's uniform or the clothes I wore were baggy or didn't show a lot. I hated attention. Especially from the boys. If you looked into their eyes you would see lust and perverted thoughts. Did I mention I despise men? Yeah I hate them more than I hate Valentine's Day combined with cutesy stuff. And that's pretty bad.

"Well, see you Niko." I patted my black kitten on the head. I'd miss her. She always knew when I was sad, or happy or mad.

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"Holy shit," I said inside the car in the passenger's seat. The school was HUGE.

"Language!" my mom yelled.

"S-Sorry mom." Yeah, my mom is really really really really really really scary when she's mad.

"Now I want you to behave in school. This is already your 5th school and I don't want you kicked out again. Or else I'm kicking you out of the house." my mom said seriously. About the "kick you out of the house" thing. She meant it. I was already kicked out once for coming home beaten up, but my mom's too nice but I knew she wouldn't hesitate to kick me out, permenatly.

My mom helped me get my stuff up to my room (who I had to share). But it was supposed to be a very elite room since my parents are very rich. I'm pretty much the heiress to the Sakura corp. unless I let my cousin Youichi take care of it. I still don't know if I want to take care of the company. I'm just too lazy.

"Mom you can go now." I said as I stood in front of the door to my room.

"I'm going to miss you sweetie!" she started to cry and tried to tackle me into a hug, chibi style. I moved over to the side and dodged her awful hugs.

"Hai hai (A/N: can mean yes, yes or whatever)" I said and took my stuff and opened the knob to my dorm room.

"What the-?" what I saw shocked me.

Okay like there were pictures and photographs every where of guys. The most common one were these two pretty good-looking guys. One had blond hair the other had raven hair. I'm so going to hate this person. I know I'm too quick to judge but like I said I hate men. I'll probably ask for a new roommate.

"Either this person is obsessed with them or I'm seeing things." I said to myself picking up a picture of the raven haired guy.

"Wrong." a voice said from a room. I walked from the living room and turned left and saw a door with a plate on it. Engraved on it said "Hotaru Imai."

"Don't stand there. Come in." the voice said inside.

"How did you?" I was speechless. How did she know I was standing in front of the door.

"Camera! Duh!"

I walked inside and saw a clean room unlike what I saw in the living room. The bed was king sized with lavender and purple spread sheets. The wall was filled with sketches and drawings of robots or something.

"I'm not obsessed with men." a girl on a swivel chair turned around and faced me. She had dark blue boy short hair that curled slightly at the tips. She had violet eyes, and glasses on her nose. She looked really pretty.

"Then what's up with the pics?" I asked calmly still looking around the room.

"Blackmail and money." she said her eyes moving up and down critizing me.

"You're new aren't you?" she said taking of her glasses. Her face was expressionless.

"And your problem is?" I said annoyed. So what if I was new? What did she want.

"I thought I was finally going to have this place for myself. The last person who was here didn't last a day with me." she narrowed her eyes as if it see my reaction.

"You're really interesting, Imai-san." I said smirking. Her eyes widened. I never met anyone like her. Pictures for black mailing and money? People scared of her? Now she is the type of person I would want for a friend.

"Do you hate guys?" she said going back to her expressionless self.

"Yeah, why?"

"Then I think we can be great friends." smirked Imai with a glint of mischief in her eyes. "What's your name?"

"Mikan Sakura. And just because my name is girly does not mean I am!" I added.

"Even better. I'm not girly either. So you want to help me take pictures." she said turning back to a laptop on her desk.

"As long as I get some of the money and don't do anything emberassing."

"Whatever."

This is how I made a new friend. But what I didn't know was that this was only the beginning of trouble...

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