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Natsume had everything. He had the looks. The money. The smarts. The skill. And the popularity to get any girl he wanted. I mean... who in the right mind has not heard of the Notorious Natsume Hyuuga?... yes. Nobody comes to mind, right?
Well, Natsume might have had everything, and he was a complete and total player, but the one thing that made him different then the ordinary hot guy was his attitude. Oh yes. You know what I mean.
So, while he ranked very, VERY high on the Awesomely awesome hot guy scale, he was also a class A douche. To everyone. (other then family. he was actually a complete softy to his sister but... thats not quite the point)
But this isn't a story about Natsume the Great, or Natsume, the Guy Everybody Wants. This is a story about Natsume the Nerd. The geeky loser kid that nobody bothered to look twice at.
Natsume slammed shut the door to the bright red convertable, reminding everyone in the car that he was in a bad mood. But then again, when wasn't he in a bad mood now adays?
"What's wrong with him?" Ruka asked, knowing very well that nobody but Natsume knew.
"He's in another one of his bad moods. Who knows... it's like nothing makes him happy anymore," Aoi answered, looking sadly at her brother, who was stomping off towards the huge mansion. She shook her head and sighed, "he really takes everything for granted,"
Ruka nodded and gave a slight laugh, "I guess that's the flaw to having a great life... nothing's fun anymore once you have everything" for once in his entire life, Ruka actually felt a slight amount of pity for his freind. Of course, that changed once he remembered that he had to go to work and Hyuuga was richer then him even without a job.
Natsume went directly to his room, mad again as always at the boredom of his life. Everyday is the same. I mean... where's the fun in that? It's like even sex got boring... somewhat. As boring as that can possibly get...
He needed adventure, as stupid as that sounded. Life was too... perfect. He could have anything he wanted at the snap of a finger. Any girl, any car, any clothes. Really, what else is there? He would probably be able to have it!
And with those thoughts on his mind, Natsume went to sleep. He figured that even sleep would be more interesting then staying up and having pointless conversations with pointless people.
Aoi was worried about her brother. He didn't seem to be having any fun lately, and she thought hard about what Ruka had said about his life being too perfect. So she wondered what made her life exciting, and she came to the sad conclusion that the only things that made her life somewhat fun anymore were dreams and books. But Natsume said that he hated reading (even though he read almost every manga on the face of the earth, and he knows an oddly large amount of Shakespear) and he finds dreaming a useless use of time. After all, what would he dream of?
Aoi sighed and gave up, falling limp on her bed. She looked to her right where a familiar photo lay framed on her bedside table. It was of her, Natsume, and their dad all laughing together near a stream. She smiled sadly as she remembered how every summer they would visit their lake house and spend a whole week as a family. But then her father and mother became more and more busy, and they didn't have enough time to bring the kids back. It had been almost 6 years since they last went.
"Dear God... please make life more exciting for my brother... make it more meaninful and... just... less perfect," she said allowed before she finally went to sleep.
"Natsume!" for the first time in almost two years, Natsume woke up to the calling of his mother. Confused, he looked around, confused. Everything was blurry. What, was he going blind! No. NO, HE CANT GO BLIND! HE WOULDNT BE ABLE TO LOOK AT HIMSELF IN THE MIRROR OR... SEE THINGS! He Started panicing, looking around everywhere and using his hands to see. Finally, his hands hit something that felt like glasses, and he slowly put them on.
"WHAT THE..." he could see perfectly with the glasses. But this wasn't his room. Hell, this wasn't even his house! He searched his mind for what happened the night before, but he couldn't remember anything... He almost wanted to scream but.. please. Natsume Hyuuga does not scream like a sissy little girl (even though he was doing so inside his head)
And he was positive that he heard his mom's voice.
Questionably, he shouted out to see if he was just hearing things. "Mom?" he asked. After a short pause, Natsume convinced himself that he was going insane and that he was not only just imagining things, but also hearing them.
"Yeah, honey! Hurry up, you'll be late for school!" there was no doubt in Natsume's mind that the voice was his mothers. He may not have spoken to her in a long while, but he deffinitely knew his own mother's voice.
So he took a few deep breaths and willed himself to calm down. Ok. Where the hell was he. This room was smaller then his sister's fricken walk-in closet at home... what, did they suddenly go bankrupt or something? And these clothes... he was wearing yellow pajamas when he normally just wears a pair of boxers to bed.
The room was painted a disgusting color of beige, and had somewhat dirty wood flooring (compared to the flooring he had in his house, anything is dirty)
He saw a mirror, and quickly ran towards it, half expecting a different face in the reflection.
It wasn't a different face he saw, but he still sceamed. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, WHY ARE THERE RED DOTS ON MY FACE, WHAT THE.." he poked one of the alien dots, not knowing what they could possibly be.
Then it struck him. Could it possibly be... acne? No. That's not possible, or even logical. He was Natsume Hyuuga. Natsume Hyuuga does not get acne. The thought itself was insane. So he was convinced that he somehow got some skin disease, and even more convinced that he was dreaming. But it hurt whenever he pinched himself...
He slowly walked out of the room into a small hallway that lead to a living room with a dining table in it, and a kitchen. "Mom...whats going on? Did... did we go bankrupt or..." Natsume pinched himself for the third time, and he still felt pain. He looked around the house a bit more and found that no matter how hard he thought, it was not familiar what-so-ever.
"What? Bankrupt, of course not honey! Don't worry, your father and I are doing fine! Now eat your breakfast!" Natsume looked at his mom, and it was just then that he realized his mom was actually holding a fire pan and making something that actually looked edible. This must either be a dream or a different demension, 'cause and cooking don't really go together as well as they should...
In other words... the house should have been burned down by now if his mother had actually made breakfast.
Just before he was about to start yelling about how nothing made sense and how this was all a conspiracy, Aoi showed up dressed in their school uniform, looking as normal as always.
Natsume finally relaxed and ran to Aoi, desperate for some answers. "OH MY GOD, THANK GOODNESS YOU'RE HERE! WHAT HAPPENED, WHY ARE WE IN THIS POOR EXCUSE OF A HOME AND WHY, WHY IN THE WORLD IS MOM HOLDING A FRYING PAN? NOT ONLY THAT, BUT WHY AM I SICK WITH SOME SKIN DISEASE, DO YOU NOT SEE THE ODD DOTS ON MY FACE! THEY ALMOST MAKE ME LOOK... NOT SEXY. OH. oh, AND THESE GLASSES, WHAT IN THE WORLD IS HAPPENING!" Natsume stopped when he saw his sister's confused and terrified expression. He hadn't noticed that he was shaking her...or yelling...
"Wh...wh...what? Natsume, let go of me!" Aoi quickly backed away.
"What's wrong honey, you don't seem like yourself today..." their mother yelled from the kitchen. He couldnt take it anymore. What was happening. He understood that he was acting in an insane way, but what the hell was happening?
"UGH, WHAT THE HE...CK..." (he thankfully reminded himself not to curse in front of his younger sister) "Ok. ok. maybe... maybe after a relaxing day at school, everything will make sense again and you people will get the right minds to explain what is happening. Till then...I'll be calm and cool. Calm and cool," he walked to his room, changed to his uniform, and calmly walked out the door. Where was his convertable? Where the bleep was his bleeping convertable?
"calm and cool. Come on Hyuuga. You can do this. Now. If I were a convertable..where would I be? In the garage...but... this stupid house has no garage..or driveway... where could they even take my convertable? CALM AND COOL, HYUUGA. It's ok..."
"Natsume, what are you doing..." he looked back to see his sister looking cautiously at him.
"Oh, Aoi, do you know where my car is?" he asked casually.
She furrowed her brows, thinking hard about her brother's mental health and whether or not they could afford a hospital. There was something very, very wrong with him. I mean... his own car? They didn't even own a car since everything they needed was so local.
"I'm sorry, big brother, but... I don't know where your car is..." she decided to play along.
"Oh...then... *cough* how do we get to school?" he asked, obviously trying to keep the horror from his voice.
"We...take our bikes, remember?" well no. He did not remember. Nor will he ever remember something that never happened...
Poor Natsume Hyuuga. Went from Popular Player to Nerd in just a single wish from his sister.
But does is actually turn out for the better?
Eh, i know Mikan wasn't in this chapter but... she'll be in the next one :D AND WHO KNOWS. MAYBE SHE WONT THINK HES A LOSER LIKE EVERYONE ELSE... so. REVIEW , PLEEEAAASEEE? Unless you dont think i deserve a review...i hope you liked the first chapter, though it may be a bit... boring? well.. ill update soon... you know... if you people want me to :D ok. this authors note is getting to long, so... thanks for reading, guys!