"Did you see that hottie in the principle's office?"

"Yeah, doesn't he seem sort of familiar?"

"Who cares? He's handsome. What class is he in?"

"His eyes are so cool! Never seen such a color before!"

"What was that thing he carried by his waist? Was that a sword?"

"So he's a fighter too? That just makes him more interesting!"


"No way." Says the principle.

He doesn't seem to believe me when I tell him that I'm from the past.

"You can't be THE Natsume Hyuuga. Mikan traveling to the past is one thing. Such a famous person coming to the present is another."

"Mikan is in this school?"

"...Yes?"

"Where is she?" I slam my hands down onto the red maplewood desk.

"I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

"I will allow you into this school, but I cannot let you expose your true identity. The teachers may now, of course. I'll tell them myself. You will be staying in the male dorms for now. Remember, people only think that it was another Mikan Sakura that was by your side, and that the two only look alike. Let's try to keep it at that."

"That's absurd! A swordsman's identity is his soul!"

"Yes, I understand what you mean, but this is for the safety of the students. They all know who you are, but when Mikan went back in time, nobody knew who she was, so she was safe. Please try to acknowledge what I'm saying."

"...Alright, but on one condition."

"I don't think you're in a position to negotiate with me, young man."

"I want Mikan to know."

"Fine. But her, and only her."

"Hn."


"Class, this is very sudden, but we'll have a student transferring from...(cough cough) Please welcome Natsume Tachibana to our school."

Ruka looked up from his seat. This new kid sounded interesting.

A 17 years old boy stalked into the classroom. He had black hair and ruby red eyes. Many girls screamed on cue, and others started comparing himself to the new student.

A rival huh? Ruka thought.

"I'm Natsume Tachibana. 17 years old. Nice to meet you."

The boy's laid back demeanor just made the girls go crazy, and the teacher fled from the room.

Che. He's just another pretty face. Ruka glared at the new kid's back.


"Mikan, Mikan! Have you heard? It seems like the third years got this really cool person who just came from...where again?" Nonoko approached Mikan in the hallway after fifth period.

"Sorry Nonoko-chan. I have to go to the principal's office. I got a 38% in math and the teachers got mad again. just meet me in the cafeteria, ok?" Mikan apologized.

"Sure. You better not ditch us again!"

"Of course not. I don't want to remember the consequences when Hotaru is involved..."

Mikan jogged down the hallway slowly. Her best subject was gym, since her body's accustomed to harsh training. Ever since she's come back from the past, she's gotten perfect scores in history as well. But she still wasn't good at other subjects.

Better to just stick to history for now... Mikan thought.


Flashback...

"Um...so here's the last history test before this term ends...plese do your best!" The teacher nervously encouraged.

"Let's see...question number one..." Mikan muttered to herself. "When was Mikan Sakura born?"

It seemed like every pair of eyes were concentrated on her.

It would be nice to die right now. Mikan cried silent waterfalls.

"Second question. How did Mikan Sakura and Natsume Hyuuga meet?"

What should I write? What the textbook said, or the truth? The teachers know that I traveled through time, so MY answer should be correct, right?

"Third question..."


"Mou, in the end, the teacher gave me a perfect score, no matter WHAT I wrote." Mikan continued to trudge to the principal's office, when she bumped into someone right after a turn.

"Ouch! Watch where you're going, you oaf!" She accused the stranger. "Hn?"

It was no stranger! It was THE Natsume Hyuuga! No, it was HER Natsume Hyuuga!

"Natsume! You...Wha-?" Mikan exclaimed.

Natsume looked up. He couldn't believe that she still recognized him even after he put the entire disguise on.

"Yeah. I mostly came to see you, but I also wanted to see the city in which you grew up in." Natsume smiled a ghost smile. "Also, I'm Natsume Tachibana here. Don't forget that."

"Natsume...you sound as if you were my boyfriend." Mikan blushed. Natsume blushed faintly as well.

"W-Well, I better get going to the principal's office! S-See you around!"

"Mn."

Unknown to them, a shadow had been lurking around them for quite some time.

"Damn that Tachibana..." Ruka sneered. "First he steals all the third year girls. Then he goes and steals the innocent angel of this school, Mikan Sakura? Unforgivable!"


"Alright second years. Starting tomorrow, we'll be doing a group project with the third years. Tink up of a history subject to research, and present it to the class in three weeks time. You may have a group of six."

"Mikan, Mikan!" Anna and Nonoko jogged up to the said person's desk. We're gonna be in the same group, right? Right?"

"Don't forget me." Hotaru stalked up to them with her BAKA cannon on. "You didn't forget...RIGHT?"

"Of...Of course not." Mikan defended. "So we have four people in our group. Let's just invite two more second years and we'll be done!"

XXX

"You might want to decide on a partner who'll work with you right now." The teacher of class 3-B explained.

"Tachibana-san." Ruka smiled sweetly as he walked up to Natsume. "Would you like to work with me during the project?"

Natsume looked up. From his perspective, Ruka was glaring down at him.

"S-sure...?" He didn't like the aura he gave of. Almost like the time he chased the serial murderer down the streets in the year XXXX.


The next day...

"Natsume!" Mikan called out.

"Hn?"

"Be in our group!" Mikan waved frantically. Although she didn't notice, every other girl in the room...no, within fifty meters was shooting daggers at her.

"Sure." Natsume agreed, and got up from his seat. That just made the females limp over and die.

"Tch." Ruka gnashed his teeth together as he also got up. "Natsume, what about we go join them?" He fake smiled.

Mikan stopped waving. Was that Natsume's friend? Then, she better be nice to him, right?

"Hello Mikan-chan." Ruka approached her. "It's such a pleasure to meet you!" He grabbed Mikan's hand and kissed he back of it. He looked up, and quickly added, "And the others too."

The tension in the room doubled then tripled, until it even reached Mikan.


"Mikan! What're you been doing in school lately?"

"A research project."

"Really? For what subject?"

"History."

"So, what's the main subject of your research?"

"Myself."

"Huh?"