MIKAN'S POV

"My lady."

I giggled softly as his cheesiness and get into his white Mercedes.

"Thank you Natsume." He shuts the door and gets in beside me, starting the engine.

"Where are we going?" I piped in, breaking the silence.

He groaned, but I didn't miss the twinkle in his eyes. "I told you, it's a surprise."

"I hate surprises!" I whined tugging on his sleeves. I gave him a pout, hoping he would cave in. Taking my head in this hands he gave me a light peck on the lips and showered my face with kisses. "It tickles!" A mischievous grin crosses his features and he starts tickling my sides. "S-Stop!" A laugh escapes my lips. He finally lets me go, leaving me panting. "You're cruel."

"That's why you love me."

Today was our three year anniversary. We started dating when we were 15. And now, we were 18.

We fell into a comfortable silence the rest of the ride there.

The car came into a halt and I peered outside. We were parked outside a restaurant, most importantly where we had our first date. I smiled faintly at the memory. We got out from the car and went in, the loud chine indicating that they had a new customer.

"Reservations for two?"

We nodded and they led us to a booth with colourful chairs. Natsume pulled out a chair, and I slid in.

He took the seat from across of me and grabbed a menu for both of us. A waitress dressed in black stopped at our table.

"Are you ready to order?" She says, raking her eyes appreciatively at MY boyfriend's body.

"I'll have a glass of coke and a slice of lemon cheesecake." He looks at me.

The waitress snaps her head at me, her caked face twisting into a scowl. "And you?"

"I'll just have a strawberry milkshake and a blueberry tart please," I say ignoring her distaste.

After making some small talk the food finally comes. The tart is placed in front of me, but I've lost interest. Following my heated gaze, Natsume looks at his cheesecake. Grinning, he took a big bite. "Yum." He groans leaning his head back for extra effect.

"You did that on purpose. You wanna trade?"

"Hmm…" He strokes his chin. Before he could respond, his phone breaks the silence. He frowned, ignoring it.

"Natsume, you should pick up, it could be important."

"Hello?" He listens for a few seconds and abruptly hangs up, a shadow cascading his features. "DAMN IT!" He slams his fist onto the table and kicks away his chair. I flinch. I've never seen him so mad before.

"What happened?" I speak up.

"Aoi… She's in the hospital."