Title: My Girl

Summary: "I don't think I've been this seriously happy and amazed since I bought a spray can that squirts out pancakes."And Natsume wonders why he got the only girl in the world who says things like that.

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My Girl

NatsumeMikan

Disclaimer - I do not own GA.

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o1.

She would laugh.

About anything, anything at all. The slightest thing that would make someone chuckle a little, or even produce a simply smile, would make her laugh.

It was infuriating, it was annoying, and it was cute.

And, he hated it. He hated that he found it cute.

Annoying? Of course. Infuriating? Fuck yes. Cute? Fuck.

He did not like to think anything associated with Sakura Mikan being cute. He did not like it at all.

"Natsume!" She cried between chortles, laughing at something Hotaru had done to Ruka. "That…Hotaru....Ruka! Wow!"

He just stared at her, smirking a little. Two years, they had been going out for two years, and this, this is how she would tell him about something funny: a few word between chortles, as if simply saying the names or words of whom and what she laughed about, was self explanatory enough.

And he wonders, why, of all girls, why he had to fall for this one.

o2.

He can feel a headache coming.

And it was all her fault. She simply had to call him, asking for a date during soccer practice right in front of Ruka and the soccer team, many of whom still had their petty crushes on her. (Ruka still hadn't hooked up with Hotaru…yet)

At the end of practice, he could feel over 40 males glaring eyes on him by the time he drags Mikan indoors for a lecture on appropriate timing.

And he wonders, why in god's name did he have to fall for this one.

o3.

It was her birthday.

So he decided to get her something. Before he figured he'd get her jewellery, but she would probably tell him it wasn't 'special enough', he figured clothing, but again, 'not special enough', so he decided to get her a puppy or something amongst the pet variety.

Maybe then she'll shut up about what's special and not.

He was expecting at least a kiss, even a hug, as thanks, but all he receives after handing her the dog, in which she named after Hotaru (who refused to allow her name to be given to a mongrel), she gives him a quick hug and says, "I don't think I've been this seriously happy and amazed since I bought a spray can that squirts out pancakes."

And Natsume wonders why he got the only girl in the world who says things like that.

o4.

It was a festival.

The festival, from what many were stating. And of course, he simply had to take her there.

So after several arguments, excessive pouting, and a hit from a certain gun by a certain black-haired girl, later, he took her there.

"Waaah! Natsume look, the fireworks are starting!" She cries tugging on him.

Then, as if his arms were moving on their own, reaching to her, he holds her in his arms, watching fireworks during the festival night, and believes that despite her annoying laugh, obliviousness, and occasional stupidity, this, and simply things like this, are reasons enough that she's his girl.

Huh. Didn't realize this came out so….. blah. Ah, I think I abused italics too...Aw, c'est la vie, n'est pas?

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