Can You Keep A Secret? Chapter 1: Secrets, a gakuen alice fanfic

A/N (09-01-13) BEFORE ANYTHING PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE READ THIS FIRST

OKAY. I DON'T BELIEVE I'VE LACKED IN SAYING THAT I BASED THIS FANFICTION ON SOPHIE KINSELLA'S BOOK. GOD. STOP BITCHING ABOUT IT IN THE REVIEWS BECAUSE I SAID IT RIGHT AT THE BEGINNING. MY EVIDENCE IS RIGHT BELOW, IN THAT BLOCK I CALL MY AUTHOR'S NOTES. THERE: I'VE WRITTEN THERE: "THIS IS BASED ON THE BOOK "CAN YOU KEEP A SECRET" AND I EVEN PUT IT IN BOLD FACE.

HOWEVER, EVEN THOUGH I BASED "NATSUME IS MIKAN'S BOSS AND AIRPLANE AND SECRETS" ON THE BOOK, THAT'S IT. EVERYTHING ELSE IS DIFFERENT. NO, SIR I DID NOT COPY AND PASTE EXACT QUOTATIONS, HECK I HADN'T EVEN READ THE BOOK YET WHEN I STARTED WRITING THIS SO PLEASE THIS IS NOT A RIP OFF. IF YOU WANT TO BITCH ABOUT THIS, THEN PLEASE AT LEAST BITCH AFTER YOU'VE READ THE WHOLE FANFICTION.

That is all thank you :D

EDITED: 12/29/11 courtesy of lookintomyeyes' red ink

Yeah, um...this is pretty much what's in my mind lately. I couldn't stop thinking about it so I started writing it. Although, I was pretty concerned on what would happen if I publish this...because, as you know, when I get inspired with a story, I end up writing it and forgetting what will happen to my other fan fictions. Right now, my first priority is Turn the Music Up. So if my head continues to tell me to continue this, it might take long before I could update TTMU. Anyway, enjoy the first chapter. This is based on the book "Can You Keep A Secret?". Please tell me what you think. ;)

Can You Keep A Secret?
Written by: Aminatsu032

I told myself that I would only tell every little thing about me to the person whom I decide to share my life with. I didn't expect to blurt them out to a total stranger at all! Well, he WAS a stranger - before I actually found out he was MY boss.

Oh, God, please don't make this harder for me now!

I heard the door being opened in Room 460. Out of curiosity, I turned to see who my neighbor was.

Black hair? Red eyes? Darn it again, I spoke too soon.

I. SECRETS

I'm Mikan Sakura, eighteen years-old. Today, I will start living alone in Tokyo. It's not actually certain if I'll be staying there for long, because I haven't been accepted, but I also didn't expect that there would come a time when I would live alone and work – thinking I only graduated recently. I, one day received a letter telling me that with my standards, I could qualify to work at the BIGGEST company in all of Japan – Flame Corporation.

"You take care now, Mikan-chan!" I heard my mother say behind me. It was probably the fiftieth time she said it. I turned around again, waving and smiling at her.

Behind her, was my grandfather. With his energy, you wouldn't believe he was 84!

I waved for the last time, before I entered the waiting area. This was it: my first taste of freedom.

My heart thumped faster. I have never been in a big city nor rode a class-A plane in my whole life! Yep, you read that right. Enclosed with the letter was a plane ticket to a new airline.

Ever since I was a child, I have been known for keeping secrets. I have never said any of them to anyone else. Some say it's self-control, but I believe it's because I'm not much of a blabber-mouth like everybody else. In addition of never letting go of a secret told to me, I have also never told anyone a secret about me. Even my best friend doesn't know something that might embarrass me. I only plan on sharing my secrets with the person whom I will marry someday.

"Flight 114 to Tokyo, now boarding." That's my cue.

I grabbed the handle of my suitcase and gave it to the person putting the large bags in the compartment. Carrying only my hand bag, I stepped inside the plane.

"Woah," I muttered in amusement. Now, come to think of it, it was my first time riding a plane.

I glanced at my ticket. It said 23 A. I searched until I find my place. Good, I think. It was a window seat after all.

The whole time, while I was waiting for the plane to board, I leafed through the magazine in front of me. I didn't quite take notice of the person who was sitting beside me at that time. I couldn't care less anyway, I was more excited about flying.

TEE-HEE. Flying … with the tweety birds in the sky~!

I felt a smile creep up my face in amusement. I was really going to fly – in a plane! Who knows? Maybe I'll see where Santa Claus lives from up there! (That's in the North Pole, dummy. You're in Japan.)

I looked around. It was the first time I saw his face.

Beside me was a boy, about my age. He had midnight-black hair and attractive red eyes. My eyes widened in shock. It was my first time seeing such beauty that could only be seen in fairy tales. I felt my heart beat faster and I wouldn't have been able to stop staring at him if it wasn't for the flight attendant who was demonstrating what to do in case of accidents, etc. I had to listen since, after all, it was my first time.

The flight turned out to be a breeze. Half the time, I was staring outside the window and half of it, I stared at the guy beside me. Gosh, he was hot! I hope I bump into him in the streets of Tokyo someday.

I was about to drift to sleep when suddenly, I felt shaking.

Wait, was that supposed to happen?

I looked around me and that's when my hearing triggered.

I heard shrieks and cries everywhere. My heart skipped a beat. Oh no. Don't tell me this plane was crashing and I was gonna die. Just like in titanic with a floating iceberg or something. Oh God, oh God, oh God. Don't let it happen! Please don't let me die yet!

The shaking began again. Almost immediately, I heard screams from everywhere. My heart began pumping faster and faster. The shaking stops.

I look around. My sight becomes so blurry that I almost felt dizzy. This wasn't how I expected my first flight to turn out!

The plane, in a moment, was shaking yet again. I bit my lip, as I waited for it to stop.

Waiting.

I gasped. It didn't stop! It's not stopping! It's still shaking!

People were screaming everywhere. I looked around saw their scared faces. Heck, they were as scared as me! The screams grew louder and louder. The cries went into my brain. Was I gonna die? Was this the end? Oh, at least I get to die with a cute guy beside me.

I slowly turned my head. My hazel eyes widened. HE IWASN'T THERE! HE WAS THERE A MOMENT AGO AND – POOF! HE BECAME KOKOCRUNCH!

I became more and more frantic as the seconds passed by. "I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die," I kept repeating to myself. There was no use for being optimistic now! I was really gonna die!

"Miss –"

"No, but I can't die! I still have a lot of things I want to do in life! I want to direct a movie! I want to own a mansion with a huge pool and prove to that Sumire-slut that I'm better than her! I want to discover a planet! I want to change my name to Cinderella! I want to prove that tooth fairies really exist!"

"Miss –"

"I want to save the planet with Stitch! I want to have a website with the tag line 'iMikan'! I want to train ninja skills with Kakashi-sensei! Once, there was a boy in my class named Takato who's so damn hot! I suddenly start vomiting whenever I eat strawberries! I have never worn a bikini! My neighbor is NOT a virgin!"

"Miss –"

"Heck, why did this day become such a disaster! And to think I wore my lucky polka-dotted panties today! And that guy beside me didn't look at me even once! And to think I was already in love with him!"

"Miss –"

"I can't believe I already …" I suddenly trailed off. Did somebody say "Miss"?

I turned my head, more slowly than before. My mouth opened in shock. Before me was the guy whom I was sitting with a while ago. But I thought he was gone? How could HE come back HERE?

"The plane has landed," he said with his smirking face.

"Landed?" I echoed. I heard my voice break at the end.

He nodded. Before he turned around, ready to leave, I spoke. I just had to ask him, didn't I?

"Wait," I said. Gulp. "How long have you been there?"

He smirked again, his red eyes stared right at me. "Since you started chanting you were gonna die."

I breathed in. I didn't even care about exhaling after that. Since I started chanting I was gonna die? That's like – THE BEGINNING!

I kept holding my breath until he left. He was there? He heard EVERYTHING?

"Miss, all passengers should have been gone by now," said one of the flight attendants.

I just nodded, dazed.

"We're very sorry for the inconvenience," she continued.

I got my bag and stood up. "What happened anyway?"

"The captain fell asleep. That nice young man who just left landed the plane," she answered.

I felt my gaze at the plane door. He drove the plane? So that's why he was suddenly gone! Then if he heard starting from the beginning … then the plane had already landed BEFORE I STARTED BLURTING OUT THOSE THINGS?

I put my hands on my mouth. Oh no, oh no, oh no! If only I kept my mouth shut the whole time!

Shit!

I zoomed outside the plane, got my luggage and called for a cab.

"Alice Hotel," I told the driver as he nods. Slowly, I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Oh no! What if I meet him again? – I shake my head to shake the thought off – No! Of course I won't! Tokyo is a big city, right? We couldn't meet again – unless he's stalking me, which would never happen!

When the cab stopped, I paid and got out. I looked at the building. Gosh, it was big. No freaking way I was going to find him here.

I go to the receptionist. "Room 459," I said.

"Please enjoy your stay," the receptionist said, handing over the key.

"Thank you," I mumbled as the attendant takes my luggage. I guess that was a double 'thank you'.

"To what room?" he asked.

"459," I answered. He nodded as I went on my way to the elevator.

When I got there, my luggage was already in the room. I looked around. There was a bed, sofa, TV, dresser, and even a mini-kitchen! Talk about luxurious!

I ran to the bed and laughed. IT BOUNCES! Well, this oughtta keep my mind busy so that I can avoid thinking about the incident a while ago.

I immediately got up when I heard a knock on my door.

"Hello," a woman, about '5"6 tall with green hair and purple eyes stood in front of me. "You must be Sakura Mikan, are you not?"

"Um...yes." Woah, why does this woman know my name? Is she some kind of stalker, or something?

"I'm Mitsumi Yakako, from Flame." Okay, so that's why.

"Ah. Come in," I said as I opened the door for her.

"Oh – no need to! You need some rest after your flight," she said, waving her hand frantically in front of her. "I was just asked to check on you."

I smiled. Somehow, I think, this made her less nervous. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," she smiled back. "You rest today and tomorrow I'll be touring you around the company."

Before she turned around, I locked the door. "Let me walk you to the elevator."

Yakako nodded and smiled.

"So, what will my job be?" I asked.

"Hm...that depends," said Yakako. "The president will be the one to decide on it after he checks out your performance tomorrow."

"Oh, I see," I said. Aw...and I was so excited, too.

"But I guess it's high-ranked since you got qualified at a young age," she added.

That actually made me happy. "Thank you," I said.

What happened after that was a bomb. Right after I heard the elevator go 'ting' (?), the elevator doors opened and before me was the person I least expected to see. It was HIM! It was the guy from the plane!

I was going on in my mind about whether I was going to ignore him or not, when he said something to me.

"Oi, it's polka-dots." THAT'S IT. HE CANNOT BE IGNORED.

"POLKA-DOTS? I have a name, you stupid PERVERT!" I shot. "And what are you doing here, anyway? Don't tell me you're STALKING me! I could sue you for this, you kn –"

I was supposed to go on with the suing idea when I felt a hand on my mouth. It was then I noticed everyone looking at us.

"S-s-s-sorry, Sir," she stammered. Sir? Why is Yakako calling this guy 'sir'? "I think she must've mistaken you for somebody else."

"Mikan-san," she said, this time, to me, "This is Natsume Hyuuga – the president of Flame."

My eyes widened in shock. He, this perverted, eavesdropping, smirking, egomaniac, was my BOSS?

When Yakako released me, she immediately bowed in respect and dashed inside of the elevator. I was still standing on my place, weighing the consequences. If I apologize now, he would just make fun of me – but if a run, he might probably forgive me right? After all, I didn't actually know!

I looked at his smirking face once more. Darn it, he looks so amused! That's it! I RUN!

I stopped dashing when I reached my room. I stop in front to think, while slipping my hand in my pocket for the keys

Oh, God, please don't make this harder for me now!

I heard the door being opened in Room 460. Out of curiosity, I turned to see who my neighbor was.

Black hair? Red eyes? Darn it again, I spoke too soon.

Mikan: – I've always wanted to make fan fictions with the penname HANNAH BANANA! My aunt gave me a cat once and it died, but I never told her; whenever she asks, I say she's doing good! One of my classmates say she's doing belly dancing and I'm utterly disgusted! I want to have my Moe Kare! I thought Pokémon were real! I'm a retard! I go on and on about something and do not stop unless I want to! I dreamed of making an ice cream candy! –

(After 7 hours...)

Mikan: – I thought Hotaru was a guy; I actually screamed when I first saw her! I still hope that Santa gives me presents! –

Natsume: That's it, I give up. (Walks away...)

LOOK HERE. See that?

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