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A/N: This is my first fic of Gakuen Alice..please enjoy and review! ^^
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My Last Dance
Chapter 1:
Disappoinment
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The clock ticked the seconds by of the most significant day of my life. I waited… I waited as the frantic MC repeated his name over and over. I waited as I hear the guests gossip and whisper all around me, clearly displeased. I waited while I imagined his figure appear from the entrance of the gala room and slowly walking towards me. I imagined him wearing a black vest that he hates being dressed in but still wore it on. He may have this sly grin on his handsome face and a playful sparkle in his crimson eyes. On his hand there would be a huge bouquet of my favorite flowers–yellow daffodils. I imagined him walking up to me, kiss my cheeks and ask for a dance which I would happily accept. Everything would be perfect. My last dance would be with the person I love the most in this world. He would be my last dance…Hyuuga Natsume.
Mikan…
A soft hand was shaking my shoulder softly but I couldn't see whose it was. My mind was a complete blank like an empty chalkboard I remember once at school. It didn't matter anymore. I don't want to wake up from this empty room. Reality hurts too much…
"Mikan!!"
…but it was not as painful as the baka-gun that my bestfriend used to rouse me from my reverie. Aww…I wanted to stay in my solitary world. I looked up to the soulful purple eyes of my bestfriend, Hotaru Imai. She was a smart girl, the best of our class. I've known her since we were little kids and nothing could ever break us apart. Hotaru, as perfect as she is, sometimes doesn't show any emotion but she always look out for me and I love her for that. She's my best-est friend in the whole wi— another hit from the baka-gun collided with my face.
"Mikan! Are you listening? Get out of that daze of yours!"
I touched my burning cheek and pouted. "Ok, ok!"
I gazed at her once again. Her expression changed this time. Hotaru's eyes wandered to the doors of the gala room and shook her head at me.
"He's not coming…" Her voice lowered to a whisper which only I heard.
Reality hit me again. I breathed slowly but in each breath my chest felt like it was out of air. I was drowning…drowning in reality. I thought everything would be perfect. I thought, even for once, everything would go smoothly like in my dreams. But fate seemed to hate me. Hotaru noticed the sad aura in me for she raised her baka-gun threateningly, her eyes aglow with rage.
"That Natsume! If ever I'll see him his corpse wouldn't be recognized as that of a human. How dare he place a frown on your face? That's my job!"
I laughed loudly at Hotaru's statement. My heart lightened for a while at her attempt to cheer me up. But, I still couldn't smile. I couldn't be cheered up. And it's all because of that stupid, idiotic Hyuuga Natsume.
