A/N: Hello! Thank you for clicking on my story! I haven't wrote an Alice Academy story in a while, but I'm back! I'm grateful for the support I received in my last account. Hopefully the readers out there recognize my last name.

Enjoy!

Relaxing by leaning his head back against a cherry blossom tree, a dark-blue haired boy with crimson-like eyes stared up into the arch pathway that led to a large building which was a middle school. The boy closed his eyes and was beginning to dream when suddenly, a very loud noise got closer and closer to his body.

"Natsume-kun! WATCH OUT!" shrieked a familiar voice. The roar of an engine and rolling tires became even noisier than before as the cute girl on a mini panda designed scooter crashed into the tree beside him. Her large hazel eyes stared at him with self pity.

The boy sighed, "I'm over here, you idiot." Straightening her two caramel colored pony tails, she stood up sweeping away dust on her blue skirt with her gloved hands. The girl pouted as she pulled the handle to stand the motorcycle up. "What the heck were you thinking test driving for Imai?" He crossed his arms and thought, She must have run out of monkeys. Natsume smirked at his own joke.

"This is a birthday present, BAKA!" she replied, pointing to the seat of the bike labeled Mikan.

"Then Imai must have missed her pills," Natsume rudely added. "For her to let such a stupid girl use one of her valuable inventions. Maybe your idiocy rubbed off on her."

Mikan's cheeks filled with warmth. She clenched her fists while stomping angrily over to Natsume. "Why can't you be nice for once?" she yelled.

"Why can't you use your head for once?" he fired back.

"I hate you! You ruin everything for me! No wonder you're all alone over here by yourself! You piss everyone off so much that no one wants to hang out with you or even talk to you!"

"Then why are you still here?"

"To give you a piece of my mind, you son of a-"

Mikan was cut off. She felt another one's lips rest upon hers and the only thing she could see was Natsume as close as he could be. Her cheeks once again colored and her heart pumped faster while her eyes drifted off slowly. Mikan's legs weakened but her arms wrapped around Natsume's neck. He pulled back and whispered...

"...Happy birthday, idiot."

A/N: Hope you liked! Point out my mistakes in the reviews! Thank you! I don't think the punctuation was used correctly, but oh well.

P.S I don't really know when Mikan's birthday is.