az: Well… it was already like a curse to me… so who am I to fight it. XD New fandom entering the list… and I'm jumping in.
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Disclaimer: Gakuen Alice the anime and the manga is solely owned by the mangaka Tachibana Higuchi and the respective companies. I'm just borrowing the fandom.
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Flirting Mischief
Chapter 1: First flirt
By honou-no-izumi alias Izzu alias Izumi Ishtar
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It was sunny day as usual, and as her usual routine in the mornings… Mikan Sakura ran along the corridors towards her class. It's already three years and a lot of things had happened to her and her friends along the way. Good… and bad things. Though she was still as dumb as she used to be; being a naïve village girl she was, things changed. She was not that dumb anymore. With help from friends, she managed to survive the years and overcoming the hectic schedules and Alice Academy's difficult subjects.
Life wouldn't have been any better than this. Okay, despite it had been long since she had any news of her grandfather and missing her only family… her life here wasn't so bad after all. After three years…
Mikan suddenly blinked as she suddenly spotted an obstacle and realizing that she barely had any time to stop—!
BLAMM!
…okay, perhaps some things will never change.
'Eeh… this time it's flower petals… huh?'
Mikan almost fall over again onto the floor at the retort. She hadn't though, because Natsume had his arm around her waist to keep her from falling. She blushed as she straightened up and glared towards his face.
'N-Na-Natsume! Y-You… pervert!'
'Hn… come on, you're gonna be late for class—', said Natsume coldly as he continued leading Mikan towards their class. Mikan's face flushed red again as she noticed that Natsume's arm still wrapped around her torso.
'A-a… aren't you too? A-and… l-let g-go off me, Natsume—', To her surprise and embarrassment, Natsume's arm tightened around her instead of loosening up. Several passing members of Natsume Fan Club sent their glare of doom towards Mikan. Mikan sweatdropped.
'Natsume… it's, embarrassing—', hissed Mikan again and managing not to stutter as she spied a small smirk on Natsume's lips. That pervert!
'Hn… like I cared.'
Huh? What the hell do you think you're doing… Natsume?
Mikan pouted as she tried to muster her pride to walk side by side with him in such an embarrassing situation. Natsume peered towards his side and grinned as he saw Mikan's face before turning away immediately the moment Mikan glanced back at him.
For some reason he felt giddy inside.
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Mikan groaned aloud.
Stupid Natsume. Always teasing her like this. One time he would be so kind, another time he'd be so rude and cruel. And times like this, he's be acting like a pervert that he is and a jerk. God knows what was really inside this jerk's head.
A chuckle broke the tension as Mikan snarled towards Natsume. 'What? What's are you laughing at?'
Natsume snorted as Mikan felt the hold on her loosening up. If this was a normal situation, they could have easily passed up as a couple. And come to think about it, Natsume never treated other girls like he treated her. There are those other complicated situations in the past, but yeah... Natsume had never teased any girl a lot other than herself. He had also never flipped another girl's skirt other tha—ah, Mikan! What are you thinking? Don't tell me you feel flattered that—ah, don't think about that!
Mikan glanced towards Natsume for a sec.
Nah... Natsume wouldn't have liked her. She's nothing to him... right? Okay, in the past they have kissed, hugged, slept on the same bed and stuffs like that... but that should have not meant more than that, isn't it?
A-ah, it should be like that. Yeah.
'Oi'
Ah?
Mikan blinked towards Natsume as the lad stared at her sharply.
'What are you daydreaming about? We already arrived at our class.'
Mikan gasped. 'Ah... well, I'll daydream whenever I want! Why do you have to care—', Mikan turned around as Natsume caught her arm. 'What—'
'You know, there's one thing I'm wondering. Why did you keep wearing your hair in pigtails like this...'
Mikan blinked nervously as Natsume crept closer towards her...
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Hotaru Imai glanced towards her watch as she looked around for any signs of her best friend. Yes, Mikan Sakura is her best friend despite them both not really acting like one. Call it a strange pair, but Hotaru Imai does care about Mikan.
Hotaru frowned. It was still early for their first class, but seeing that Mikan had not arrived yet bothered her. Come to think, Natsume also hadn't arrived to class yet too. She walked towards Ruka who had been sitting by himself.
'Hey... Ruka. Where's Natsume? Why aren't you together today?'
Ruka glanced back at her as he shrugged.
'How'd I know? Natsume told me to go off without him—why?'
Hotaru ignored him as she walked towards the back door and opened it. Mikan's voice broke the silence as everyone's attention directed at them.
'Give it back... Natsu—ah? Why's everyone staring—?', asked Mikan as she realized that all eyes were ogling at them. She blinked stupidly before realizing that she and Natsume were in a very awkward position. With half of her hair being let down, one of her arm around Natsume's neck and her other arm extended towards Natsume's extended hand; her actions looked really suspicious. Added with the fact that Natsume's free arm; currently was wrapped around Mikan's waist.
Wonder what kinds of thought were flying at the moment around their classmates' heads.
'Ah!', gasped Mikan as her face turned red again. Both of them pulled apart as they hastily entered the class.
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'Natsume... is there anything wrong?, queried Ruka as Natsume sat beside him. Natsume just shrugged.
'Nothing...', he said plainly as Mikan sat beside him in a huff. She practically ignored all the commotion the rest of the classmates made over the earlier incident. Natsume gave a brief glance at her as he turned towards the rest of the class. Everyone went quiet again as the temperature inside the room rose into several degrees higher.
Hotaru glanced back towards him and smirked. She immediately turned away as Natsume turned his glance towards her. She chuckled as she readied her camera…
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Natsume blinked as Mikan shoved her hands in front of his face.
'Give it back… my hairband—'
Natsume and Mikan turned their head towards each other. Natsume showed his tongue at her refusing to give it up. Mikan sighed as she took out her other hairband from her hair.
'Really... Natsume, sometimes I can't really understand you—', she said as Mikan started to bunch her hair into a ponytail.
Natsume held out his hand as he tried to stop her. 'Don't... you looked nicer with your hair down…'
Mikan glanced at him. 'Huh? Natsu—'
'Ah... not like you must do what I say... just…unn—', Natsume stuttered as his face flushed red. Ruka grinned as he tried to cover his amusement.
SNAP!
Mikan, Natsume and Ruka blinked as their attention turned towards Hotaru, who had her camera out.
'What you—Imai!', cried Natsume as Narumi-sensei entered the class. He blinked as he saw Natsume standing.
'Natsume-kun, is anything wrong?'
Natsume shook his head nervously as he sat down. Narumi shrugged as he opened his notebook.
'YIAAAOOOW!'
Narumi looked up again as Natsume shook his head again at him.
'Nothing… Naru! There's nothing wrong!', cried Natsume as snickers could be heard coming from Hotaru, Ruka, Kokoroyomi and the rest of the class. Narumi just smiled as he eyed Natsume and Mikan fondly.
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Natsume hissed at Mikan as he returned her hairband back to her.
'Idiot... why did you have to pinch my hip for?', he snarled as Mikan made a face at him.
'Serve you right!', she said as Natsume kissed her swiftly on her cheek. Mikan glared at him as Natsume grinned mischievously.
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az: yeas this is a fluff. This fluff refused to leave me alone until I typed it out. Not sure how I gonna end it but there's more flirting coming out! XD
