Liked what you read? Here's the continuation to the first chapter.

The Unwanted Past

"Wait, what ride?" Natsume asked curiously and Mikan pulled him. Mikan dragged Natsume to the ground floor and they walked past all of the cars. "Hey, aren't we taking a car? Will we be walking? Are you trying to destroy my god-like feet?!"

"Shut up and wear this!" Mikan huffed and threw a helmet over to Natsume which he caught with one hand.

"WE'RE TAKING A BIKE?!" Natsume snapped and he stopped his pace when he saw the ride. "And you own a Harley Davidson Australian Version of Nightster?!" Natsume's eyes widen when he saw the beauty of that bike.

"Yeah, so? I got it for free," Mikan sighed. Well, assuming I did get it for free, I merely bet on the bike from one of those Aikaru Gang members. At least I won the fight and got this bike.

"Free?! Do you have any idea how much one of these cost?" Natsume shouted. Mikan glared at him and Natsume flinched. Crap! This is the first time any guy had made me feel fear from the sight of their eyes.

"I'll bring you to my usual barbeque place," Mikan said and revved up the bike's engine and a huge relaxing bike sound made Mikan more anxious to show Natsume how to be scared of a girl. With that, she sped up instantly after the apartment's entrance. Natsume held a tight grip over Mikan's waist as she drove like a madman though it seemed relaxed to him. As if he was in perfect hands.

Mike has such a…small waist, Natsume thought. Ruka did say he had a body problem, is it that he can't grow any muscles? Natsume wondered. Mikan made a really sharp corner and Natsume's foot nearly touched the ground and he flinched at the thought of scarring his beauty feet.

"Here we are," Mikan smiled. Natsume got off from the bike and saw a large hawker in the end borders of Tokyo. It was so lively and warm that Natsume even got attracted to the atmosphere.

"Where are we exactly?" Natsume asked.

"My hometown, the place where practically everything happens," Mikan smiled. His smile was warm and beautiful that even Natsume blushed. Mike's figure was like a beauty model in place of an artist at hand. His hair practically was designed by god himself, the style, the color, the way it could attract people's thoughts. His body was not as perfect but beautiful in a way no one could imagine.

"Wait here for a bit. The people here don't really like new company," Mikan said and rushed into the hawker field. He went to each stall and started to talk to all the cooks and all the people who are eating there. Everyone somehow nodded which made Natsume curious as to what Mike was saying to them.

"It seems like everyone here is in a good mood today with the fireworks display going on at midnight, it's sure to be a feast tonight!" Mike smiled his godly smile and made Natsume very self-concious.

"Ah! Mikan-chan! You're back after months of leaving us," A very fat lady came and greeted Mikan and Natsume. "And this must be the boy everyone's been talking about. The one you said who came from the city. Very rare I must say. Hello, I'm Kiri-san," Kiri-san greeted to Natsume. Natsume bowed in polite behavior and walked next to Mikan towards the stalls.

"Mikan?" Natsume asked Mikan in confusion.

"My full name, funny isn't it? I always got teased by it. Being named after a tangerine after all," Mikan said. "Just please, don't call me that. Mike is enough."

"Right," Natsume nodded and faced back and saw Kiri-san greeting more customers. Only there had been three customers that came in after him and he saw each of them, Kiri-san hugged tightly. Was it just him or is it that no one would ever touch Mike?

"Ah, Mike, so the usual? Hanging around with more guys, don't you ever wish to hang out with girls?" A guy came to Mikan and asked.

"Yeah, Haruka, definitely the usual," Mikan gritted her teeth in anger. Just how many times was she supposed to ask Haruka to treat her like a guy? "I'm not interested in girls or whatsoever. All they do is cling on to you and never let go like you're some kind of a toy to be played with." Mikan argued.

"I hear you. Not once was there a girl that would leave me alone. Those kind of people are wretches," Natsume cursed and Mikan felt a pang of guilt flowing through her. True, when Ruka asked for her help to hang around with Natsume, she really couldn't decline and it was as if she's only here to hang around him like he said, being a wretch.

"Ouch, that's gotta hurt, huh Mike?" Haruka snickered.

"Shut up! Just go get me my usual and for this guy, get him the Fireworks Barbeque Special Set," Mikan ordered, her face flushed out of embarrassment.

"Wow, these people are friendly, aren't they, Mike?" Natsume snickered.

"Don't let me get started on you," Mikan warned and Natsume laughed. Haruka sent their orders and they ate peacefully.

"Isn't that Mike-kun and who's the person next to him?" Natsume overheard some people's conversation.

"Kyaaaa! Doesn't Mike-kun seem more adorable since he left two months ago?" Another girl's voice preached making Mikan hear their conversation well.

"It's a pity Mike-kun couldn't restore to his old body because of those cold-blooded people who did cruel things to him last two years!"

"Yeah! Or else Mike-kun could've been hotter than he is now…"

"SHUT UP!" Mikan shouted and threw some of her carrots towards them.

"Hihi! We forgot Mike-kun has a temper issue!" The girls laughed.

"Girl problems?" Natsume asked as he took a huge bite from his medium-well rib-eye steak.

"You could say that again. Argh, that's one reason I left this place. It has too many memories and everyone knows about it," Mikan sighed and drank her watermelon juice. And I mean literally that everyone knows about it!

"What made you want to be a bodyguard?" Natsume asked.

"Nothing, I was bribed here," Mikan said. "By Imai Hotaru," Natsume and Mikan said in unison and they chuckled.

"Amazing how that ice-queen managed to capture Ruka's heart," Natsume said.

"You have no idea how they were in junior high. Hotaru took pictures of him everyday just to sell it off for hundreds!" Mikan emphasized. Mikan had a wild time talking with Natsume. Mostly about how annoying a girl can be and how weak they are. Mikan didn't take any offense since she knew it was true, but hey, he doesn't know what she does. "The fireworks…," Mikan pointed and exactly above the hawker, colorful lights shot up in the sky forming flowers and stars.

"It's been a long time since I've seen this; I used to be dragged here by one of Ruka's old friends who had a major crush on me," Natsume chuckled. "She's Ruka's age, she's really pretty, and I was totally in love with her." Mikan bit her lips. Wow, how time flies. Natsume was now in paradise thinking about that friend of Ruka's. "At first, when she confessed, I turned her down, mainly saying something that she doesn't have any breasts and that she should develop it more before I date her." Mikan frowned. Geez, there's still no difference. My breasts still remains as small as ever. Just how did you think I could pull off the fact that I'm pretending to be a guy?

"But then, when I became an idol, an icon for everything in Japan, I was just trying to be better for her to be proud of, mainly, showing me off to the world that she has a boyfriend like me," Natsume said and Mikan heard him. "But, I lost interest in her completely, especially, when there was a rumor that she was raped," Natsume's eyebrows creased. Mikan's eyes laid wide awake in shock.

He knew…Mikan thought. How? I thought only the people here would be able to know this horrible nightmare of mine… How? How? Mikan's hands staggered and dropped the glass of watermelon juice that she was holding. "At first…," Natsume continued. "Ruka was blaming me for it. Shouting to me as though it was my fault that she was raped. But when I thought about it rationally, what did I even do wrong? Were the guys that jealous and wanted my own beautiful soul mate to take revenge on me? I felt like killing those people there and then, but I didn't know who did it!"

"Shut up…"Mikan said slowly clenching her fists.

"Ruka said she was in total trauma that she didn't wake up for a month. Ruka banned me from visiting her and so did Imai Hotaru. Till now, they said she's a totally different person, after all, she was raped," Natsume continued.

"Please, shut up," Mikan begged in a soft voice which Natsume didn't catch as he continued with his story.

"I heard she was done for the moment those 5 people came into her room. Everyone heard her scream yet couldn't care less," Natsume said, Mikan shut her ears with her hands. Natsume was facing the sky so he didn't notice Mikan's discomfort. "The police went into her apartment when they heard banging noises and chairs being thrown everywhere."

Mikan's mind was in that scene once again. Those inhuman people that crashed into her room. Caught her by the lips and started to slam her head to the wall. They kept on shouting that they hate Hyuuga Natsume and that since she was always with him before he became an idol, they assume she was still with him. Mikan's mind was in rage. She thought she had forgotten everything, every single detail. "I beg you, shut up!" Mikan said again.

"I remember her name I think…hey! I just realized her name is exactly like yours, Mikan something!" Natsume said and chuckled. Haruka saw Mikan grasping a fork and clenching it tightly she stood up in rage and headed the fork towards Natsume.

"SHUT UP!!!" Mikan shouted and forcefully thrust the fork towards Natsume. Natsume stared.

"NO!!!! MIKAN!!!" Haruka shouted and grabbed both Mikan's wrists as Mikan struggled to find her way out of it.

"Shit, Mikan is back to her old self! Someone get the ropes!" Kiri-san shouted.

"Mike-kun!" The girls tried to pull Mikan back away from Natsume. Kiri-san pulled Natsume further away from Mikan. Haruka whispered something to Mikan's ear as she continued to try and punch and kick anyone who was in her way. After Haruka finished talking, Mikan calmed down. Haruka let go of Mikan and signaled for the girls to let her go too. Mikan went to a table and grabbed a chair and sat down. She covered her face with one of her hands and Mikan sat down staring up at his disbelief.

"Mikan?" He asked using her full name once again.

"What?" Mikan asked Natsume in a bad tone.

"So it was you," Natsume said. "I'm sorry," Natsume bowed and ran away.

"Natsume-kun," Haruka cried and tried to catch up to him, only until Mikan grabbed his wrists.

"Leave him be," Mikan said. "I'll go, it's my duty anyway," Mikan said and stood up.

"Mikan-chan," Kiri-san said and smiled. "Sorry for not being able to let that memory sleep within us. We couldn't let one of our family members be thrown away like that. Nor can we keep it as a secret from outsiders, you know how we are," Kiri-san continued.

"I'm fine, really. That's why I forbid you to invite anyone other than ourselves to this place. It's hard to find this place in the city anyway. Hardly anyone ever uses this road," Mikan smiled and walked downstairs, she found Natsume sulking behind her bike. "Get on or else I'll leave you."

"Leave me," Natsume said and Mikan gritted her teeth. Stubborn, after spilling all those things to me, you're still making it harder!

"Get on!" Mikan said and threw a helmet to Natsume and he caught it before it broke his skull. Natsume's hair covered his eyes and got on to the bike. When Mikan drove it, it was an unexpectedly long ride and Natsume got really curious.

"Ano…where are we going?" Natsume asked.

"Dessert," Mikan grinned when she faced back and looked to the front and drove faster.

She's different than the Mikan I know before. Right now, this Mikan is so self-righteous, more-or-less. Before, she's like a fragile child who can fight better than she looks. Natsume realized Mikan cut her hair and it looks sportier, if you're a girl who likes that type anyway. Manly, no. But she looks more like a guy who could be mistaken as a girl which is what she really is.

"Mou, we're here," She took off her helmet and shook her head to ease up her hair. The natural auburn colored hair made it look like she was someone from a well-suit family of wealth but then when you look into her eyes; you can tell she had a hard time with life. "You coming?" She faced Natsume, asking. Natsume nodded and followed her.

They went into the shop and the bells over the door jingled in rhythm. Natsume saw a lot of people, mostly the male kind cheering with beer and some cigars.

"Would you like one?" Mikan asked as she sat at the counter facing Natsume in curiosity.

Natsume shook his head hard. "Are you nuts? We're underage!" Natsume shouted. The bartender laughed almost barely.

"A friend of yours Mike? Never knew you were into the rich-kind of people," The bartender chuckled.

"Friend, foe, what's the difference? Celebrating means the more the merrier," Mikan giggled.

"That usual phrase of yours always comes in handy doesn't it? It seems after your last fight weeks ago you've been saying the same thing," The bartender poured in some beer into a glass and gave it to a waiter.

"Let's say turning over a new leaf would suit best to what I'm doing right now. So do you want it or not?" Mikan looked at Natsume once more and Natsume just sat next to Mikan. "Fine, more for me. Make it two, Aeros," Mikan ordered and the bartender chuckled once more.

"Here you go. Enjoy your little birthday, Mike," The bartender chuckled and went through the back door.

Mikan was about to take a sip of the beer only until Natsume pulled the glass away from her and made her jolt so the beer splattered over the floor. "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" Mikan shouted.

"YOU!" Natsume shouted back. "You are younger than me yet you take… take this piece of crap?! Don't you know what it can do to you?" Natsume scolded.

"Ease up, will you?! For your little brainless information, this is not beer!" Mikan said and held up the glass over to Natsume's face. Natsume smelled the glass and truly it was just jasmine tea. "I lived here last year; today shows the exact date where I moved in. That's why he called it my birthday. Drinking and taking drugs are not my thing. Even when I look like this, I still do have a heart of a girl!" Mikan got up and went to the male restroom.

"And a heart of a girl could at least have feelings of shame to not enter the guys' toilet," Natsume sighed and called a waiter to get a mop to clean up the mess.

Mikan's way embarrassing per say. She's just too…easy-going for her own good. OK, just something to say, if you're not into the whole fighting and action type of story, I suggest you stop now. The next part is more to fighting and Mikan's past. I'm not a pro at writing action fictions but hey, I WISH!