Disclaimer: I'm simply a writer. T for Natsume, Tsubasa and (somewhat) Mikan's potty mouths.

Prologue

I walk towards my best friend Natsume's hotel room which he shares with his cousin, Tsubasa, to wake them up. It's almost nine o'clock, and my parents keep complaining that they wanted to finish this day's tour; fast.

I guess that I see it as my job to make sure Natsume and Tsubasa are behaving well, since I' am the one who invited them to join this little vacation trip anyway.

Natsume and I rarely see each other, since he lives and studies at Tokyo, while I have grown-up at Hokkaido, where I also first met Natsume, and that was when we were five.

Whenever we talk to each other, either telephone or skype, I always feel happy. Since Tokyo is the heart of Japan's trend, and Hokkaido is at the far end of the map, Natsume is the one who keeps me updated about Tokyo.

I feel so happy that I have such a loving, adorable, best friend with a heart of gold. He always say that he's busy, so we rarely communicate these past months, but I' am glad that he decided to visit us here at Hokkaido.

"Natsume, man, it's vacation. Why the hell is your stupid girlfriend calling you?"

Tsubasa's voice stopped my prepared knucles to ram into their hotel room's door and wake them up.

"Shut up. It's not my fault that she's such a crazy bitch."

Um. I'm not really sure, but was that really Natsume?

"Nat-chan, watch your language. You wouldn't want Mikan-chan hearing that foul mouth of yours, yes?" Tsubasa remarks.

I hear Natsume snorting. "I said shut up. I don't give a fuck about what other people think about me and my personality."

"But what about your girlfriend?"

"She's not my girlfriend. Maybe she's just some random girl who got hold of my number. I don't give a rat's ass anyway. Now, leave me alone and go bug someone else. I need to take a bath before Mikan comes here." Natsume replies.

Tsubasa snickers, "Come ooonnnn, Nat-chan. Why are you so cold towards everybody? You even said you don't want to join this trip, but you still did."

"That's true. I don't want to be here. I'd rather be beating your ass at a video game."

I heard how Tsubasa grunted and laugh heartily all after another. "What about Mikan-chaan? You act like a fuckin' angel in-front of her."

"Because she's such a child and if I don't agree with her, she might cry."

I ran back to my hotel room, tears on my eyes as their conversation vibrated in my mind like a massaging chair. Natsume is a liar. A bastard. I can't believe that he places such an act in-front of me.

He's the biggest jerk EVER!

NARRATOR'S P.O.V

"Whaaat? She might cry? That's it?" Tsubasa continued with his questioning, ignoring the way Natsume glared at him, like he is ready to barbeque him to death, cousin or not.

"Because," Natsume turned around and walked to the bathroom, and before closing the door, he said, "I hate seeing precious beings cry."

Natsume slammed the door shut, and Tsubasa laughed. "You're such a lover boy! If your fans hear those words, I bet they'll jump for joy."

"Just fuck off." Were the last words Tsubasa heard from Natsume.

A/N: I was on hiatus for almost a year. Blame it on the internet connection. Sorry that I'm starting a new series, and just please know that this one is an experiment. It's not my usual 'i-describe-every-detail-even-the-friggin-ant' type of story. I know it's fast, but, meh. Please review. (I had my sister read this before posting it, she said it's quite similar to Skip! Beat.. I don't really know, because the song I'm listening to while writing this is Bubble Pop and Soulja Boy songs, and my inspiration is my own love life -_-)