Are you serious?
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Warning: Cursing. Please be okay with it.
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"Yes...I see...She'll be over in a few." Those were the words that my best friend had said to the other person on the line. She seemed business like as I recalled looking over that memory. But I didn't think that would actually set me up with him.
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"What? Are you serious?" I seethe as I hiss mockingly at my best friend. "You set me up with a guy?" My olive eyes narrow; it looks like it had turn blood red. "Well, of course. Or do you prefer girls instead?" I snap and try to fiercely struggle to strangle the person in front of me. No avail, as my guy friends hold me back and calm me down. My friend, Yuu, stands in front of me and counts to 10 as he blocks my sight of Hotaru.
"Mikan, don't," he tries to calm me down. "Shhh, look here. At me. Stop, ok?" I glare, but comply and roughly restrain my arms from Koko and Ruka. I grudgingly walk over to Rukas' couch, making a few big thumps by my feet while at it, and sit down after glaring at Hotaru for a bit. "Women," Koko mumbles. I could actually feel the rolling of his eyes. "Koko, shut up." I look up to see Ruka had nudged him in the shoulder to scold him. "Koko, we can't bother to interfere with Mikan and Hotaru's fight," Yuu politely scolds him.
Koko sighs and heads over to my direction and sits too- close-for-comfort right next to me. "Mikaan~" He starts off. "Hotaru, didn't exactly set you up with a guy. She just..wants to make you both meet. That's all." He smiles, hoping to grab my attention. "Koko, that's basically the definition of setting people up with each other." I spat at him. "No way in the world will I ever find fate meetings in the future! 'Cause apparently, someone," I look at Hotaru. "had to practically plan the rest of my life!" I flail my arms in the air and slump back down. "Mikan, Hotaru isn't saying you have to marry this guy."
Ruka says with hand gestures. "Oh, Puh-lease. Don't reason here with me Ruka, if Hotaru has at least one thought about getting us together, then she might as tie us up and throw us in a isolated room!" I slap and shake my head. "Mikan, I don't think that's the right term to appoint it as." Yuu smiles weakly. He must think I'm some lunatic for thinking this all up. "Whatever. The thing is, if Hotaru thought we might go good together, then she practically won't stop until she gets us together."
I look at Hotaru then look back at the boys. "But that doesn't mean she'll get you guys married. It's your choice, Mikan. Hotaru is not that evil to force your feelings on someone else." Koko pats me on the back. "So, you are setting me up with a guy?" I say as I turn to Hotaru who seemed to be smirking all throughout the conversation. "If that's how you word it, then yes." She replies, looking coolly at me; as if she had done nothing wrong. "Then tell me, how do you word it?" My eyebrows scrunch up as I lean in closer to Hotarus' answer. "It's such a simple sentence," she beings, "I'm just getting you a date.
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I want to slap a newborn puppy. No, I want to kill a new born puppy. That's how my anger feels towards the guy I haven't even met. I'm waiting in front of a restaurant my senpai, Tono, owns. He is 59-freaking-minutes late and not here yet. No, make that 60 minutes late. My eyes twitch, not to the bitter coldness and the weird looks people are giving me, it's the way some people laugh and point to me saying I got stood up. I've had enough. I walk in and bade Tono goodbye.
"Tono-senpai! I'm going!" I smile even though I want to punch the wall, conveniently beside me. "What? I thought you had a date! Don't go!" He walks towards me with his long dark ocean blue hair and his signature dirty apron his girlfriend gave him saying; 'This man is mine! -Airi 3' "Well, I kinda got stood up I guess?" I laugh bitterly to open my eyes to see I mad faced Tono. "That guy stood you up? Bastard" He utters the last part under his breath, but I was still able to hear it. "Don't worry Mik!" He ruffles my hair and heads inside and comes out with a plastic box. "Here ya go! It's a slice of my fresh baked cake. You get the first one!" He smiles and hugs me. "But, but, Tono-senpai! You really don't have-" "Calm down, it's for you, and free. So don't turn down a chance like this. If you're going to weep on sorrow and drown yourself with food like other girls do when I dump them, make sure you eat the food I mak-" "Tono-senpai, I love you lots, but you're very conceited." He looks at me a bit annoyed of what I just said.
I brush it off. "Either way, I don't want the to happen to you, ok?" He smiles like the old days. "Oh, so you want the girls you dump to weep hysterically over their relationship with you eating fattening food?" I giggle at my hypothesis. "Don't you have somewhere to go? Shoo, shoo." He pushes me towards the door and waves back. I ready myself for the cold autumn air and push the door open. The cool air kisses all the visible skin spots on my body making me shiver when I step outside. I look left and right wondering where I should head. Then it hit me, I should go visit Kaname. I smile and frown at the thought making my face look horrendously disgusting by the appearance. I have proof, I saw the mothers of children cover the child's eyes when they walked passed me. I'm not that ugly..am I?
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So I'm at the hospital looking down at Kaname. Tsubasa and Misaki are in the room too, it's just they're sleeping beside each other; across from Kaname's bed. I smile inwardly at the couple wishing I could get a boyfriend like that. Misaki's hot pink hair had intertwined with Tsubasa's dark azure hair, making it look like they were actually connected to each other. Their hair, by means. Misaki's eyes flutter open. She concentrates her vision, and when it became clear, she exclaimed my name. "Mikan! I haven't seen you in a while! OHMYGOD I MISS YOU BUNCHES." She jumps up and runs to tackle me. She was the support for Tsubasa's head, but after she got up, his face had high-fived the floor.
He groans and massages his head as he looks up at me and Misaki laughing at his figure. "You wanna die, don't you? Huh? Is that it?" He smirks at gets up like a zombie. At first he's slow walking toward us then, BAM! He grabs me and shakes me violently. I squeal and plead Misaki to help me. All she did was freeze using the child rule: 'If I don't move, you can't see me'. I'm going to get her for that. I try to scream silently knowing Kaname is suppose to be resting. But all I hear is quiet chuckles coming from behind me.
All of us turn our heads to the source seeing Kaname chuckling to himself about the scene in front of him. "Well, hello to you too, guys. It's been awhile." "Kaname-senpai!" was all I could say to him and easily remove Tsubasa's hands from my arms. "I want to hug you very very very much, but you're resting and I can't do that!" I smile at him, he smiles at me, the same as ever. "Kaname! My gosh! Do you know how worried I was when I heard you had been stuffed in a hospital, again?" Misaki says and walks toward me and him. "I bet you were. Tsubasa was probably jealous. I could see him getting all-nopleasedon'thurtme!" Kaname cuts off his sentence for his plead to live his life. He puts his hands up in defeat and laughs at Tsubasa's annoyed state. "I never knew why we were best friends." Tsubasa crosses his arms over his muscular chest and turns his back towards us. "Keep doing that Tsubasa, I think it's cute when you pout." Misaki states.
"I am not cute. Remember that. All of you." He points to me then moves his hand in a circular motion to point to all of us. "So, how ya' doing Kaname?" He walks to the other side of his bed while me and Misaki are on either side. "You know? This one," he points to me. "Was crying earlier when I told her that you were in the hospital. Look what you did! You made her ditch her date for yourself!" He smiles. Kaname panics "Mikan-chan! I'm sorry! You don't have to do this for me! What a heartbroken fellow for getting ditched by such a goddess like you." He beams when he looks at me. That compliment made me blush, furiously. "Kaname, don't be so hard-headed. The world doesn't revolve around you." Misakis sighs and looks to my direction. Kaname is somewhat insulted. He had talk in a serious tone to Misaki as he was saying; "Like you would no about not being egotistical." He glares.
"Whoa, Misaki, Kaname, don't get so mad at each other." Tsubasa says then looks at Kaname. "Mikan got stood up. I wouldn't say stood up, but it's not like she wanted to go in the first place." He finishes slowly. I'm confused, greatly confused. "Tsubasa, Misaki-senpai, how do you know this?" "Well," Misaki answers, "Ruka had texted the both of us." She looks at me. "We kinda thought you wouldn't like it if we mentioned it. But apparently, my idiotic boyfriend had said it to Kaname." She tilts her head to face Kaname. "Sorry, Kaname. You weren't suppose to know that. We know you'd freak out." She laughs, quietly. "It's ok," he says, "Let's just catch up on things we haven't gotten to know about each other over the years." He smiles at all of us.
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I bade my senpai's goodbye. They had told me they were going to stay with Kaname a bit while longer. I walk out of the hospital looking both directions, like before, and head to my apartment. Scratch that, our apartment. My phone dings and krings to the up beat ring tone I had set for Hotaru. I answer. "Hey, Hotaru what do-" "Don't damn 'Hey, Hotaru' me. Why the hell didn't you tell me?" I could hear her hiss on the other line. "Hotaru, don't go PMS-ing on me. I'm having a bad day. I assumed you knew, knowing Ruka had texted both Tsubasa and Misaki-senpai about it." I hear her sigh.
I try to say another thing, or apologize for what I said, but she ended up disconnecting. If I go to the apartment, Hotaru will probably scold me or whatsoever. I don't want that. I head to the park to clear my mind. I walk to my destination despite my heels and the jeggings I'm wearing under a leather jacket. Sumire said she would make me look beautiful, I kinda agree. Though, I kinda hoped her sentence; 'You look gorgeous! You will make every guy within a 5 mile radius faint over the sight of you!' would come true. I guess it didn't work remembering the fact the mothers and children were giving me disgusting looks. I arrive at my desired area and look all around to see the park had flowed with people of all ages.
To my right, the elderly people sit and chat among one and another about the world and its' problems; not forgetting to throw one or two corny jokes for all of them to laugh. To my left, you see adults laughing wholeheartedly about their little mistakes they had done this morning. The faint smell of alcohol is far to the left; it makes me a bit dizzy, but I ignore it and search for a isolated area in the park. I walk and walk to a far off side of the park where I only see the children playing on the swings; once in awhile, I see little boys and girls boast about their abilities on the monkey bars.
I laugh. I find a place to sit. Quiet and calming. Just how I like it. I toss my designer bag to the left not caring where it lands. I flop down on the grassy area under this pink and flourished tree, a Sakura Tree. I examine the area making sure no one is in sight. I place my caramel colored hair behind my ear and talk to myself. "Sometimes, I wish I can be like those little kids over there." I gaze to the little children happily playing with another without a care in the world. "Really, just sometimes-" "Well if you continue wearing polka-dotted panties, there won't be much of a problem." That voice, no way. It can't be. "Long time no see, polka dots."
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"NATSUME THE PERVERT." I screech and point my finger to him as I try to squirm away from his reaching distance. He's not affected. "NATSUME. IT'S YOU NATSUME. NATSUME HYUUGA. NAT-" "Will you shut the hell up?" I pout. "Don't scream my name, you deranged polka dotted wearing 7 year old." I'm offended. Greatly offended. "I'm not a 7 year old! I'm a 22 year old woman! Get it right Hyuuga!" I'm putting my best glaring face at him, but it doesn't seem like it could match up to his. He sighs as he keeps his crimson eyes on me. He rolls his eyes and comes closer. Don't worry, I have my guard up.
"Let's go," he says and drags me by my arm. I hesitantly move my legs to support my body as he drags me to god knows where. I fiercely retrieve my arm from his grip, or at least try to. His grip is tightening on my small arm. I flinch. "Natsume, let go. It hurts and I have to get my bag.." My voice fades around the end making my sentence more believable. Don't get me wrong, it does hurt a lot. I just don't want to show Natsume my weak side.
"Don't worry polka-dots. I have it." I give up all opportunities of getting my arm back as we head to his car. We stop and a shiny Ferrari car. He lets go of my arm and opens the door; pushing me inside. He's in the drivers seat, and I'm right behind him in the car. "Natsume, I have other things to do! So could you plea-" "Like what? Ditching our blind date, polka? Not happening. You're coming with me to Rukas." I freeze.
"You were my date?" I hesitantly ask. "Yes, now shut up. You think I'm happy that you made me wait in the freaking cold ass air for you? The fucking place was swarmed with hormonal girls." His eyes are set on the road not bothering to look at me through the rear view mirror. I feel guilty, but I can't help but laughing. I smile and let a small giggle surpass my lips. "Natsume you waited for me?" I smile, a thousand watt smile.
"That's so cute! Awh! And I thought you were someone who didn't care for me at-WAIT." I pause and look at him angrily. "You made me wait for you in the cold! Don't you dare accuse me when you don't have your facts right!" We stop at a red light. He looks back at me. "Polka," I can see him cursing me off in the next minute. "The freaking date was at two o'clock. Not twelve. You idiot girl." "What?" I stare blankly at him. He turns around ruffling his raven colored hair and turning his crimson eyes irises back on the road. I'm quiet the rest of the ride, until we got to Rukas house. I still can't get over the fact that Natsume waited for me because of our blind date. He doesn't date. He rarely does, and that made me very very happy. I hope that made him happy too.
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I really don't remember what was the main objective in this chapter. Oh yes, I needed to introduce Natsume. :) Other than that, I lost my whole plot for this chapter. Fudge. ,_, Although, I remember one part; I have to introduce everyone. Thank you for reviewing and reading.(:
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I hate midterms, with a deep passion.
