A/N: Konbawa everyone! This is my first ever fanfic for Gakuen Alice. Since I have other stories in progress, reviews for this one will encourage me to write more of it. So once you have read it, please don't forget to review! Arigatou. :-)
Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice. Full credits go to Tachibana Higuchi for coming up with the ever-awesome Natsume and other characters. I am just writing a fanfic, lol. Enjoy.
1. When Love Falls Out of the Sky
"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it." -Rumi
Natsume's POV
I drove in silence as the rain and mist clouded my windscreen. My view was already blurred; I think I'd had a little too much to drink. It's not like I can't control myself when I drink, heck, my stamina is insane. It was just today, something about today that pissed me off. I couldn't really point my finger at it, but it was there. Business was blooming; there was no reason to be upset. Even Aoi was doing brilliantly in school, which was news as good as it sounds, yet I felt as if something in my life was horribly wrong. I couldn't understand this feeling.
What was I looking for in life? I didn't know the answer to that question. I wasn't looking for happiness, I never did believe in happiness. I was content, and that was good enough for me. I was definitely not looking for love. My heart had already turned into stone and I could not afford to have a weakness, such as love. My life was a gamble, one day, when the police collated enough proof against me; I'd be gone, just like that.
I wasn't stupid though, so I played the game, but never got caught. I remember as a teenager having started the black businesses: the drug dealing, the assassinations, the casino I ran. Back then, I was naive. But now, I was 21, and I was the richest man in Japan because I had expanded my empire beyond the horizon. To the outside world, I was just a very successful, talented businessman, but only few knew of my existence as an underground Mafia Lord.
Yet my life wasn't complete. There was something, just something I was waiting to fall out of the sky, and it literally did. I heard a girl's shriek as she landed on my car's bonnet with a loud thud. Panicking, I made the car come into an immediate halt using the brake, and got outside at an eye's blink to check whether the girl was dead or alive. She was breathing, but she had been wounded badly, there were scratches on her skin, and blood flowed out of her head down the side of her face. Her clothes were badly manhandled.
I gently put her in the backseat before I sped my Ashton Martin towards the nearest hospital. She was taken into the emergency unit instantly, and I waited patiently outside for the doctor. I knew she was going to be alright, but fanatical questions popped into my head. What was she doing there? Who hurt her? Why was she alone? Was she trying to kill herself? I couldn't help but clench my fists at these thoughts. I knew I was supposed to be indifferent to women but suddenly… I cared.
That idiot of a doctor finally came out, after making me wait for what seemed years. "She's going to be alright," he said. "She's just lost some blood, so we got some additional blood called in, and I gave her some injections. Make sure she rests a lot and drinks plenty of liquids and she'll be fine!" he squeaked enthusiastically. "Fine, thanks," I mumbled trying to get rid of the freak show and made my way into Ward 07 where she lay on the bed, needles stuck into her hands, and her eyes closed, unconscious maybe.
I don't remember how long I sat there, just looking at her. Her long, waist length chocolate brown hair just lay there, awry. Even so, I tucked her locks behind her ears, admiring the beauty of her innocent, heart shaped face. Her lashes seemed to go for miles, her skin felt like velvet under my fingers. I couldn't bring myself to part from this girl for even a second and I watched patiently as her chest heaved up and down. She was breathing.
Mikan's POV
I opened my eyes slowly, my vision was still distorted. I looked around the unfamiliar hospital room, and realized that I had been brought here by someone, so the plan must have worked. I noticed that a strong masculine hand had clutched mine tightly, and tracing the hand towards the person sitting in the chair, sleeping serenely, I saw Natsume Hyuuga for the first time. For starters, I couldn't even take my eyes of him. His raven hair fell untidily on his face, his uneven bangs covering his forehead. His long lashes complimented his face, and his masculine jaw made him look handsome. His features were sharp, but somehow blended in subtly.
So this is Natsume Hyuuga, the attractive face behind the most wanted criminal in the world. He was so gorgeous; it made it difficult to want to deceive him. As he slept, I scanned him meticulously, and realized that there was nothing about his angelic, sleeping face that could suggest he was even remotely close to being a criminal. But I knew my duties well, I loved my grandpa, and there was nothing I could do wrong. I needed to protect him, and he'd get hurt if I even thought about bringing myself closer to Hyuuga, or failing my mission. I needed to uncover the truth about his life, I needed proof against him, and that's all that mattered.
I was going to make Natsume Hyuuga fall in love with me.
A/N: First chapter, just as a preface to the story, what do you think? Comments, suggestions, everything welcomed! Please review if you read. :-)
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