Disclaimer- do Not own Gakuen Alice.

So here it is. The hopefully long awaited sequel- opening chapter.

Hope you like it.

See You Again

What did happen to Mikan and Natsume? 2 years later and is she still a maid. Is he still in the biggest mistake of his life? This is the sequel to Teenage Rebel.

2 Years Later

My name is Mikan Sakura. I am 21 years old and my corporation was voted Most Thriving Upcoming Business of 2014. I attended Hyuuga A. Academy, graduated with honours and most likely to succeed. I guess it was true. I own a fashion line called 'Black Cats' for every girl with a unique style and I've just opened my first hotel 'Sakura Hotel' near the natural hot-springs of Japan, and my heart is still mending.

My name is Natsume Hyuuga. I am 22 years old and my corporation was votes Most Thrived and still Thriving of 2014. I attended the school owned by parents, now owned by me, Hyuuga A. Academy. I graduated with honours and male most likely to succeed. I also got my own record deal with Hot Tunes. My first Album reached No. 1 in its first week out, the same with the rest of my music. I own 70 hotels over the world, 10 holiday homes (5 of which are beach front), own a tropical island, Hyuuga A. Academy, over 100 stores over the UK, 10 penthouse suites and a large castle on private land on the edge of Tokyo, near my own Hot Springs. I am divorced to Luna Koizumi the biggest mistake of my life and I wish I could change it.

Current Day Mikan POV

I put the phone down and swivelled around in my leather desk chair. 2 years and I'm still a child. I walked out of my office and stopped in front of my assistants' desk. I picked up a file labelled Opening Evening on her desk.

"I need you to make a guest list. It must include," I paused and picked up a Travel brochure of her desk and searched through the pages," Richard Simmons. He did the review for the Hyuuga Hotel No. 69. After this was published the bookings went off the wall." I put down the travel brochure, with the file still in my hand I walked back into my office. I was part way through the door when my assistant spoke.

"Who should I put on the guest list?" she asked looking nervous. She was new to the job. I smiled.

"Meroko, I hired you for your amazing networking skills. You know anyone who's anyone, put them on the list," I said before winking.

"Yes Miss," she said beaming about her networking skills. I poked my head through the doorway.

"Meroko, call me Mikan, kay?" I skipped to my desk and sat in my seat going over the plans for the opening night. The food was check. Labelled, with ingredients on the back. A vegetarian choice, a gluten-free choice ect. My phone suddenly buzzed.

"Hi, Hotaru want to catch some Lunch? I'm thinking Chateau Robert." I smiled.

"You sound happy, and yes Chateau Robert but only if it's your treat. By the way I need you to make sure our promotional stock reached your hotel yesterday. It's top-line gadgets."

"I'm looking at the mailing papers now. Everything in perfect condition and accounted for, so I'll see you in five?"

"See you in five." The phone clicked and I ended the call. I stood up and made my way to the door. Before I left I checked myself in the mirror. My chestnut hair was perfectly curled and my rouge lip-gloss intact. I was wearing a silk red blouse, that ruffled around the chest and mild poofy shoulders, which was tucked into a black pencil skirt that reached just above the knee and matching black Jimmy Choo's. I grabbed my Luella -Rochelle Hobo Bag and black blazer-jacket and headed for the door. I put on my Ray Bay Aviators and put the file on Meroko's desk.

"I'm going out for lunch. Sticky Note any messages and put them on my desk along with any proposals. Thanks Herbie." I walked in the elevator and pressed Ground Floor. I walked out, said bye to the receptionist and left the safety of my office. Outside I was attacked by reporters and photographers.

"Any comment on the divorce of Mr Hyuuga and Miss Koizumi?"

"Sources say you had a relationship with Mr Hyuuga in Middle school? Can you confirm this?

"Has Mr Hyuuga contacted you scince the divorce?"

I took of my sun-glasses and they stopped.

"Marriage is a sign of love and commitment. It is not my place to judge decisions of one I have not seen scince my graduating year. Maybe that thread of love broke, like a promise made months maybe years ago." I walked towards the sidewalk and whistled. At once my New York style taxi stopped in front of me. I got in.

"Imai Corp, please driver," I said before leaving the press behind.

Natsume's POV

I was staring out of my sky-scraper window. I could see the press below. My train of thought was stopped by a knock on the door.

"Sorry to bother you sir, but an invitation from Sakura Corp has come." I turned around, my eyes wide with surprise. An invitation? Then again I did hear about her new hotel opening up. I walked quickly but slow enough to not look eager. I took the invitation from my assistant and asked him to leave. I sat on my black leather desk chair and inserted the disk into my Mac. A video of her popped up.

"Hi. My name is Mikan Sakura of Sakura Corporation and I would like to invite you to the opening evening of my First ever hotel. It is on 1st of March from 8 till 12. Please RSVP at least a week before the event, via email or mail but if you want to bring a plus please contain their name and contact information with your RSVP. Hope to see you there."

The video went blank and the disk ejected. I pressed the button on my telephone that was labelled 'assistant'.

"Could you RSVP to the invitation from Sakura Corp with +4. Aoi, Youichi and the parents. Thank you."

I reached for the t.v remote and the plasma clicked on. Luna and I had made news report after news report. Today it was her. She looked very stylish and sophisticated as always. She took off her Ray Bans and they did a close up of her eyes, then zoomed out to see her face.

"Marriage is a sign of love and commitment. It is not my place to judge decisions of one I have not seen scince my graduating year. Maybe that thread of love broke, like a promise made months maybe years ago." My heart burned at the last comment. I was about to turn off the plasma when something caught my ear.

"It has been confirmed that The single and mysterious Sakura hasn't always been single. She was in a relationship with the newly divorced Hyuuga, with a picture taken from a dance in 2009. The dress she is wearing was custom made for her by an anonymous designer, costing up to 900,000 yen. Also pictures from restaurant Chez Mey, which they.." I cut the reporter's drone short. I turned and through the remote at the sofa. I took a deep breath and pulled out my Imai phone.

"Hey, Ruka d'ya wan to grab some lunch?" I sighed.

"Sure, what about Chateau Robert?"

"Whatever, I just need feeding. Guess who was on the news?"

"I know. I was just watching it. Anyway I'll meet you in five." I ended the call and headed to the back entrance. Out of my pocked I got my car keys and my aviators. I zoomed out of the lot parking. Suddenly I saw flashes through my windows.

"Crap." I reversed and hopefully not hitting anyone as I exited the lot.