A Mild Case of Amnesia
By: Cherishxme
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Gauken Alice in any way or form.
Full Length Summary: After a misfortunate accident, Sakura Mikan loses her memory. Her friends are working their hardest to find a way to trigger her memory so she can remember everyone, but the one guy who thought it'd be better off if she forgot him finds himself more and more irate at the fact that she doesn't remember him at all. Even more, she seems to be falling for his best friend. Jealous much? NXM
Chapter One: Memory Lapse
It was bright and sunny day at Gauken Academy. In the solitude and the cool shade of his usual sanctuary, the crimson-eyed boy found solace and contentment. He found childish pranks and running around and screaming very tiring.
Neatly balanced on the thickest branch of the tree, Natsume took out his favorite manga and started at the last chapter he had been working on.
Everything was quiet.
The sun was shining down through the leaves, creating a dappled shade, and the breeze that swept through the academy was quite restful. Natsume started to doze off, his manga managing to slowly make its way to his forehead and rest there, covering his eyes from the morning light.
"KYAHHHHHHHHH!"
A piercing scream pierced the still air.
The birds screeched and flew out from the trees.
A teacher delicately balancing a bunch of strange chemicals from the latent ability lab jumped and ended up spilling strange purple liquid on him, making tentacles grow from his head.
Natsume fell off the tree branch at the sudden noise and landed face first into the green lawn.
"What the hell was that?"
Natsume sat up quickly as the manga fell ten seconds after he did, hitting his head as it made its way down. He cursed, feeling like a fool and equally as grumpy from the fact that he had made such a disgraceful fall on his face. Being rumpled was not his style, but he felt very rumpled right then.
"Mikan."
"It's okay Hotaru! I'm going to help you clean up! Keep working on your project!"
A cheerful looking brunette with hazel eyes was dressed in the school uniform and an oversized apron and set with a blinding smile set to work destroyin-- cleaning Hotaru's workspace. She held a duster firmly in her hand.
"Mikan. Don't. Touch. Anything."
"It's such a mess Hotaru! This is so dusty! Let me just—"
As soon as Sakura Mikan reached for the dusty looking box and touched it with her duster a current of electricity ran through her.
"That is an anti-theft device. The whole entire 'dusty' cabinet is rigged to that divice for safekeeping my ideas. It has memorized my fingerprints and DNA so it won't hurt me. You shouldn't touch that."
Hotaru wordlessly got out of her seat, walked past a twitching and smoking Sakura Mikan, and opened the cabinet the drawers without a single jolt to prove her point.
"So please leave."
"Hotaru! I'm sorry, I'll find something else to help you with…"
"Please don't." The purple-eyed girl replied with a sigh.
Sakura looked around quickly, whipping her head side to side to be of any use, any use to her friend. She wanted to do SOMETHING.
"Let me help organize all this junk right here for you Hotaru!"
"Mikan… that's my--."
Hotaru moved quickly to try to stop her best friend from touching it. But it was too late.
The overly eager friend had managed to get to it first.
"I'll start with this one right here!"
Sakura quickly tried to pull the large item out from a seemingly disorderly pile of junk.
"Mikan that's my scrap pile--."
"Oy… Hotaru don't worry I--."
Without warning, the pile that Sakura Mikan had been trying to clean up started to tremble and groan.
A look of genuine worry sparked in Hotaru's eyes.
"Baka get out of the--."
CRASH!
In a flurry of metal, plastic, wires, and other mismatched items, the small brunette disappeared beneath the falling debris.
"KYAAAAHHH!"
Sakura's shrill scream reverberated through the whole campus before it was cut off by a clang of metal and plastic.
"MIKAN!"
Eyes wide with worry, the purple haired inventor threw herself after her friend and dug through the pile. Finding that her pile of metal and scraps were hard to dig through, Hotaru searched through her cabinet and took out a remote control for one of her updated older inventions. It was the treasure-seeking mole in a smaller form.
The mole with sunglasses and drills for hands was around Hotaru's height. Usually it searched for treasure in smaller nooks and crannies of places her larger treasure hunting robotic mole could not enter, but this time she was looking for her friend.
With a click, the mole unwound itself and drilled through the metal with careful precision and ease until it could an auburn pigtail.
"Mikan!"
The mole gently pushed back the debris around the girl and unearthed the hurt girl.
"Baka, this is why I told you not to help me, my machines could do the cleaning without your help…"
Hotaru trailed, off realizing that her friend was unconscious and a trail of blood was seeping from her hairline.
"MIKAN!"
In the Alice Academy nurses room...
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"Don't worry Ms. Imai, Sakura Mikan has no serious injuries. Just a nasty bump on her head."
The ice queen sighed. She'd never get her papers and inventions done now, Sakura Mikan had seen to that.
The doctor robot smiled at the worried friend.
"You must've been really worried, you came here in a frenzy."
"MIKAN!"
The nurse's office door was slammed open by a bunch of worried elementary school students.
"Children! Go back to class!" The nurse robot frantically waved her arms at them. "It's nothing big! Shoo! Shoo!"
"We came with Narumi-sensei! We heard what happened to Mikan and we had to come!"
"Oh nurse, just be nice and let them see their friend." Narumi sensei said with a smile.
"Mikan!"
Yuu pushed his way to the front, followed by Shumire, Koko, and a very worried looking Ruka.
"Shush! She's not awake… don't…"
"I don't want to wake up yet… five more minutes…" Sakura Mikan responded to everyones noise as everyone crowded around her. She scratched at her bandaged head.
"She just banged her head a little and is a little bruised. You guys should go now she--."
"TAKAYAKI!"
Everyone let out a gasp or a shriek as the previously sleeping brunette bolted upright suddenly.
Sakura Mikan blinked.
"She's awake!"
"Mikan!"
"Mikan!"
Sakura turned to look at the voices gently calling her.
"Are you okay? You bumped your head hard."
Hotaru sighed a sigh of relief as she managed a small smile at her best friend.
"Baka. You should not do such a reckless thing ever again."
Everyone waited for the rain of tears and apologizes.
It never came.
The brunette continued to stare at the purple haired girl.
"I'm sorry, it seems as if you know me, but who're you?"
The whole room froze.
"Where am I?"
...a few minutes later...
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"So… do you remember… him?"
Natsumi sensei pulled Ruka and pushed him forward.
"…"
Sakura Mikan stared at the blonde haired boy, bringing her face up to his.
The blonder haired pretty boy flushed a beet red as she examined his face.
"No…"
"How about… him?"
Narumi pointed at Yuu.
"…No…"
"Him?"
Narumi pointed at Tsubasa Andou who was standing at the doorway with a worried look on his face.
"N-no…"
The blonde haired teacher sighed.
'Oh boy, seems like she forgot everyone. The only thing she remembers is her name and her Alice.'
The nurse robot pushed her way through the muttering crowd as she pushed Mikan to go to bed.
"Hmmm… I'm thinking this must be temporary amnesia. I didn't think she had hit her head so hard to lose her memory…Okay students! Shoo! Shoo!"
"Do you think she'll get better? If we bring Imai's older brother, do you think he can cure her?"
Yuu asked, tugging the robots arm.
"Amnesia… well you know, things like this might take time. Imai has a pain healing Alice, memories have nothing to do with what his capabilities can handle. She just needs a trigger to trigger her memories. Until then, she needs some rest and the love of her friends."
BAKA BAKA BAKA!
"I SAID SHE NEEDED REST!" The nurse screamed at Hotaru as the stoic girl hit her best friend with her baka cannon.
BAKA BAKA BAKA!
"IMAI!"
Ruka grabbed Hotaru's arm.
"Stop that!"
Hotaru shrugged off the animal pheromone boys arm and continued to fire at her best friend.
"HOTARU!"
Shumire slapped the gun out of the girls hand.
"Baka. Now do you remember? I always hit you with baka bullets because you're a complete moron."
"HOTARU ARE YOU CRAZY? You just knocked out Sakura Mikan and her injuries got worst!"
"How dare such a reckless friend forget the ones most precious to her."
Hotaru had no expression on her face, but she was visibly upset as she picked up her gun and walked out.
In the large hallways of Alice Academy...
...
"Uh…"
Sakura Mikan held the map to her classes and was walking around nervously. She had no idea where her classes were. She couldn't remember!
She was pretty baffled, all the strangers that had gathered around her said that they knew her, and she couldn't remember any of them. She was especially bothered by the fact that the purple haired girl with black hair cut short in a stylish bob hit her with a gun that called her a moron every second that it was fired. In fact, thinking of it gave her a headache.
A splitting migraine flooded her head, making her fall down to her knees.
"Hey Polka dots."
A raven-haired boy turned the corner, obviously skipping class with Ruka. He didn't admit it to his friend, but after Ruka mentioned Sakura got a bad bump in her head and got temporary amnesia, he had to come take a look for himself.
She didn't respond to her nickname.
"Oy! Ugly!"
She still didn't respond, she seemed to be cradling her head.
"It hurrttts!"
"Mikan!"
Ruka left Natsumes side as he ran towards his crush in concern.
"Are you okay?"
"Oh! The blonde boy! R-ruka right?"
"H-hai…" Ruka looked at Sakura with concern. "You sure you should be moving around with you being… forgetful and all?"
"Awe, you're too cute Ruka! I do need help with finding my classes though."
At the word cute, steam almost escaped out of Ruka's ears as he became a beet red.
"Whose the guy whose staring at me like he's going to kill me?" Mikan asked, pointing at Natsume who was looking at her like he was going to burn her to death.
"Uh… that's your friend errr… partner… Natsume Hyuuga."
"Are you serious Polka? You don't remember me at all?"
Mikan blinked, staring at the ebony haired boy with a cute confused look.
"I'm sorry, but I'm Sakura Mikan… I don't think my name is Polka."
For some reason, Natsume felt his blood pressure rising at her very clueless look.
"You moro--…"
He was interrupted by the sound of the bell.
RING!
"Oh! Mikan, I'll walk you back to class. I don't think I can skip today Natsume,"
Ruka gave Natsume an apologetic look.
With that, he helped Sakura get up and they both walked to class.
...
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Hotaru seemed to be in an awful bad mood.
Maybe it was the fact that she ran out of crab miso soup.
Maybe it was the fact that she ran out of lead for her pencil in the middle of a surprise test.
Or maybe it was the fact that Sakura Mikan was not there like she usually was to hug and love her with her slightly annoying and over endearing antics.
Maybe.
'Maybe I should ask Oniichan if he could do anything about this annoying girl, who is even more annoying when she can't remember me.'
Of course, Mikan, her best friend was sleeping during the surprise test.
She watched as her friend suddenly bolted up, drool dribbling down her mouth in an ungainly manner as she sleepily stared at the paper in front of her, only to fall asleep again.
Jinno-sensei did not look very happy.
"Ms. Sakura Mikan… detention!"
Detention...
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Sakura Mikan ended up in the detention room with the usual group of misfits, which included Koko and the crew.
"Mikan-chan!"
Koko waved, his happy face smiling blankly at her as she timidly walked towards them.
"Koko…?"
"That's right, that's my name. I can read minds. I know you don't remember."
"Y-yes…" Sakura tilted her head and laughed nervously.
"SIT DOWN IN YOUR SEATS! This isn't free time, it's detention!"
The sternest teacher of Alice Academy brought down his "teaching" stick and pointed it at Mikan. Electricity sizzled at the end.
Quickly she made her way to her seat and sat down, sweating considerably as Jinno continued to glare at her.
"What an unsightly group! Kokoroyumi! Mochiage! Mikan! Natsume!"
"Natsume?"
Sakura Mikan turned around to see the black haired boy that she had bumped into in the hallway.
'What's he doing here?'
The dark haired boy sat on his desk with a devil-may-care look as he propped his feet on the desk. At the sudden use of his name and when he caught Sakura Mikan looking at her his eyes narrowed into a glare.
"What you looking at Polka dots?"
"My name isn't Polka dots its Sakura Mik—"
BZZZT!
Sakura let out a shrill shriek as Jinno sent a bolt of electricity to knock some sense into her.
"PAY ATTENTION!"
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Well, apparently, Natsume Hyuuga got caught by Jinno-sensei after class, skipping the following class in his usual spot. The tree.
'This is ridiculous… why the hell am I here?'
Not trying to hide his look of utter boredom, he stared at Sakura Mikans back from his seat in the way back. Jinno-sensei had made sure Sakura got the seat in the front. He was watching her work like a hawk.
'Stupid moron has the nerves to forget who I am. Not that I care. Less trouble for me. I guess.'
Time passed slowly in detention, and as soon as Jinno got up to tell them that detention was finally over, Koko and Mochu got up quickly to make their way out.
"That was horrible! IS that teacher always so stern?"
"Just seems like he likes to pick on you. It's always been like that Mikan-chan."
Koko replied.
Sakura tilted her head, a question coming to her mind.
"Hey Koko… what do you know about me? I don't know anything about myself so I--."
"You're an moron who follows Hotaru around like a lesbian lover, who wears polka dot underwear, is a complete klutz, and is flat as a pancake."
Natsume couldn't help but interject as he somehow managed to walk over to Sakura's side. His cold red eyes looking away from her before he looked down at her, a smirk crawling over his face.
"W-what…" Sakura's face started to change color. It was red, then purple, blue, and then green.
"See?"
He patted her on her chest with enough force to push her down onto the ground.
Her skirt flew up and she landed on her butt with an undignified thump.
"No polka dots today. Strawberry prints?"
"P-P-PERVERTTT!"
Sakura got up and started to cry as she hit Natsume on his chest with two small fists.
"I'LL NEVER GET MARRIED! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!"
"This scene looks awfully familiar." Mochu said with a sweatdrop.
"Mikan is Mikan, even with her forgotten memories."
"Amazing you don't remember who I am, when you act just like before when the right buttons are pressed." Natsume murmured, a stress mark growing on his head as he endured her shrill cries and her abuse.
"WHO THE HECK ARE YOU TO MOLEST ME YOU INCONSIDERATE JERK!"
A flame lit on one of his hands and he held it to her pigtail, igniting it.
"M-MOU?!" Sakura screamed, as she smelled burning hair. She ran around the room in panic.
"MY HAIR IS ON FIRE! HE LIT MY HAIR ON FIRE! AHHH—"
SPLASH
There was delightful silence as an elephant robot sprayed water on her head, leaving her quiet and not on fire.
"You're so loud. Mikan."
Hotaru stood there with a remote.
"Thank you Imai! H-how can I repay your kindness?"
'What? No running over to Hotaru with tears in her eyes?' Mochu thought with a bland look on his face. 'Well, I guess Mikan really can't remember a thing…'
Although a look of hurt passed through Hotaru's eyes, a shine of greed also overtook it as well.
"500 rabbits."
"R-rabbits… whats that? What're you going to do with animals--."
BAKA BAKA!
The bullets rained down like the apocalypse on the poor girl.
"You're really a moron. Taking the fun out of my hobby. It's money. You owe it to me."
"M-m-money…"
'Somehow those baka bullets strike me as very familiar…' Sakura thought with tears in her eyes as she tried to dodge another round of baka bullets.
"Mikan!"
Sakura turned around to see Yuu…
'Wow he looks like a girl every time I see this Yuu guy…'
…and Ruka…
"RUKA-PYON!"
Everyone stopped in their tracks and looked at Sakura.
"Ruka… PYON? Is it possible you remember Ruka?" Yuu asked, pushing up his glasses in nervous excitement.
"I-im sorry. I don't know why but p-pyon kind of slipped from my mouth… I-im s-so sorry…"
Ruka looked at Sakura Mikan.
"Uh, er… do you remember why you call me that?"
"N-not really…"
"I'm so nervous, Ruka must be mad at me for calling him a weird nickname… He's so nice to me despite my bad memories. Everyone else is being mean, especially that black haired boy named Natsume… he's a perverted devil. Ruka is so cute… I wonder if he has a girlfriend. He feels familiar somehow…"
Everyone heard a pin drop.
Koko smiled brightly as he continued reading Sakura's mind.
"I don't know why, but every time that scary purple eyed girl hits me with a baka bullet, it feels very familiar. Maybe she hates me? I don't understand… I don't remember them but everything seems so familiar…"
"H-hey!" Sakura yelled, lifting her fist and trying to hit Koko. "STOP READING MY MIND!"
"C-c-ute…" Ruka was blushing head to toe.
"Perverted devil… teme…"
Everyone jumped as a bright flame erupted from Natsume's hand.
"It's time to run!" Koko said cheerfully as him and Mochu made a run for it.
'Ruka pyon eh? Maybe I can find a way to trigger Sakura Mikans memory all at once...' Hotaru thought as she hopped onto her giraffe bike to run away from the angry flame caster.
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To be continued...
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Preview for Chapter two: Lets Torture Mikan!
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"Yeah. Mikan usually irritates me, but it irritates me more she doesn't remember me." Hotaru said with an evil glint in her eye. "She owes me a considerable debt, and if she doesn't remember, that is no good to me."
"Whats the plan?" Ruka asked.
"Lets try to get a bunch of memories that Mikan would put as "unforgettable memories". Like the dance, the forgotten woods, and her first hazing in class. Lets re-enact them." Hotaru replied.
"This means Natsume has to participate."
"Hn. Why me?" The raven haired boy said with a look of annoyance.
"Would you rather her forget you?" Ruka asked with a sigh.
"Yeah." Natsume replied. 'It's better off that way anyways. I'm the last thing she needs to remember.'
Hotaru looked at Natsume for a long time, her cold calculating eyes observing him.
"You know, Natsume, you're going to lose if you don't participate."
"Lose what?"
Hotaru raised an eyebrow.
"Lose her."
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