Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN GAKUEN ALICE. HIGUCHI TACHIBANA DOES.

Warning: Bit of OCs. AU. OOC on Mikan's part and some others. Oh and let's not forget about the swearing.

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daunt·less [dáwntləss]

Adjective

Unaccustomed to fear: unlikely or unable to be frightened or discouraged

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"MIKAN! OPEN THIS DOOR NOW OR I WILL TEAR IT DOWN!"

"Open up you little brat! It's already been three months and you still haven't paid your rent, you know I can't hold off mom any longer." A loud banging was heard followed by people shouting to shut the fuck up. A figure slouched in the corner of the room bolted upright, checked the time on the wall clock. "Fuck, it's only ten in the morning!" She cussed out loud and opened the door.

"I'm up! Jeez Daichi, why do you have to wake me up at such an ungodly hour, I don't know how you do it." The man named Daichi huffed in irritation and flicked the girl's forehead. "It's already ten in the morning brat." Daichi asked. "Don't you have work at eight?"

"Itai! That hurts you know. And for your information, I got fired yesterday." She said rubbing her sore forehead while grinning sheepishly. He sighed. "Brat! Did you know how hard it was to find you a job? And you just get fired at every fucking job I got you, that's already the fourth time this month, and I'm sorry ... mom been at my throat for not kicking you out already so….."

"So you want me gone then….." She sighed, how many times has she been kicked out of apartments already this year? "…when?" It's hard at finding cheap apartments that are also neat and not infested with rodents, damn it. She'd just have to sleep on benches in the park again, or she could just crash at Tsubasa's place. She grinned evilly at the thought.

Daichi sighed. "Whatever you're thinking, I don't even want to know." He combed his hair with his hand and massaged his temple. "Pack your stuff now; mom wants you out before lunch, and hurry, I'm getting a headache just being here." He said in his 'do-not-argue-with-me' voice as he saw that she was to complain. Just as he was about to go he turned to her and said in a soft voice. "You being kicked out of here doesn't mean you can't come, visit some time okay? Mom doesn't like you being at the streets but this is business so…" he trailed off.

"Oh I know" she said with a smile on her face "and I understand, I'll just crash in Tsubasa's place, you know?" At that being said all his worries immediately went away and can't help but pity the poor guy who she's going to annoy soon.

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Once the door was closed she headed for the closet and pulled out a duffel bag and stuffed it messily with clothes. She headed for a bathroom and had a quick bath and dressed herself. She stared in the mirror and staring back at her was a brunette with chocolate brown eyes, a height of 5'6", a lean body wearing skin-tight jeans coupled with a white hoodie with the word 'Rock' printed on the front and wearing black combat boots with her hair tied up in a messy bun.

She then started randomly packing clothes in her duffel bag and after she finished packing walked out of the room to get out of the damned apartment.

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She pulled up her hood as she was making her way down a deserted alley. She heard a rustle of clothing, and hurriedly turned around to see a knife embedded in the wall near her. It grazed her cheek and left a thin line of blood. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" A man wearing ripped pants and a white tank top went out of one of the building."

"What's kitten doing in this part of the town, hm?" The man asked as he put his arms on each side to trap her. She reached inside her hoodie and pulled out a small dagger and held it threateningly in his face. "Back off buddy I don't have time to play your games." She said as she slowly pulled out another knife and tried to slash him with it. "Oh look the kitten has claws." He said grinning madly as he slowly leaned down, their face barely an inch apart.

"I said back off!" She tried to push him away but failed, the guy grinned again and leaned down closer until their lips were almost touching. "You're such a pretty little kitten, judging from your bag you have no place to go, why you don't come and stay with–ACK!" He shouted as he fell down on the ground and clutched his crotch, Mikan stood over him grinning wickedly. "You little bitch! Get back here." He tried to stand up but fell over again as he doubled in pain. She ran non-stop until she went inside an old rundown building, climbed three flights of stairs and started banging on the first door she sees.

"Tsubasa! Open up!" After sometime of continuous banging the door finally opened. Standing at the door is a guy wearing denim jeans and a plain white t-shirt, he was about 6'5 with a lean body that clearly screams that he's a hard worker. He has jet black hair and gray eyes behind a pair of small, barely there reading glasses and under his right eye was a small tattooed star. For all the years she had known him she still hadn't figure out why of all the things that he could have he chose simple plain old star, well she guessed, maybe that's why he chose, it's simple and not too flashy not like other people's tattooes.

"Yo," Tsubasa said in a nonchalant voice. He took in the sight of Mikan sitting on the floor looking out of breath. "So I take it, you passed by Hiroto on the way?" She threw him a cold look. "Oh so the jerk has a name then?" she replied sarcastically. He ignored it and kicked the duffel bag lying forgotten on the floor into the room. "Need a place to crash?" He asked her.

"Yeah, well if you don't mind.." She said. He held out his hand to help her stand up, as she grabbed his hand he pulled her up into a hug. "He didn't touch you inappropriately did he?" She shook her head. He tightened his arms around her. "Good. I'd hate to figure out how to hide a dead body anyway."

She snorted. "And I'd hate to bail you out of jail."

"Who said I'd get caught?" He said as he gave her in turn a superior smirk.

"Arrogant bastard."

"I'd be happy to let know that my parents were happily married before they even thought of making me."

"Idiot!" She yelled as she tried to smack him in the head, keyword tried.

"That's why you love me." He said as he made his way to the kitchen successfully dodging the pillows being thrown at him.

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As some of you may have noticed I have rewritten this story, I also said that I will post this in another account but I decided not to since it is such a hassle. Only some minor changes have been made. Updates are going to be sporadic at most. Have any questions? You can ask :)