Disclaimer: Do I have to repeat myself over and over again.

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300lb. Beauty

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By: Bloodyrozze

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"'Cause she's bittersweet.
She knocks me off of my feet.
And I can't help myself.
I don't want anyone else.
She's a mystery.
She's too much for me.
But I keep coming back for more.
She's
just the girl I'm looking for."

-Click Five-

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"This is impossible." Persona sighed and rubbed his aching temples. He was definitely stressed out and freaking tired, though he may not admit it. Please, with his over bloated ego? Not a chance.

Mikan was lying on the floor, like a huge, gigantic, colossal meat bun. The only difference is the presence of hair and the ability to talk and whine about her hungry stomach, which never seems to be satisfied.

"I'm hungry……." Her stomach rumbled as she massaged it and looked pleadingly at Persona who was in the verge of giving up.

"You just ate nine bowls of rice, steak, fettuccini, a punchbowl full of mushroom soup, a plate of scallops, three slices of Bavarian chocolate cake, double dose choco truffles, and two cups of custard," Persona recalled terribly annoyed, "Haven't you had enough?!" he finished in an exasperated tone.

"But my tummy's still complaining, right tummy?" Mikan pouted and started talking to her own towering belly childishly.

In his twelve years of teaching and training students from the Dangerous Ability class, never had he felt so damn irritated or over worked. He was the type who tends to annoy others or if ever he was provoked he'd simply punish them severely. But he wasn't allowed to harm Mikan Sakura. She was, after all, special.

"Why did I agree on this…" He whispered recalling how he made the fatal choice of accepting the Middle School Principal's request on molding Mikan to be a fine Alice user, which includes lowering her body weight and decreasing her measurements, particularly the stomach area, which was indeed one heck of a challenging feat that he, of all people, should've accomplished, the problem was, he just couldn't.

Mikan's need, no, lust for food was as powerful as the urge to inhale in oxygen for our body cells to continue functioning. For her, food brings color into her life though it actually only brings more fat and cellulites.

"Having a hard time, aren't we? Ser-gio." Mocked a deep, husky voice.

"Shut up Chaos. Or do you want to join in our training session? Trust me. I'll prepare something, liberating, for you." By the way Persona said it made the hair on Mikan's nape rise. Of course it had another meaning.

"No thanks." Chaos raised his hands in resignation and skidded over Mikan's side on the soft green grass.

"What's up?" He greeted while eying Mikan conspicuously.

Mikan stared at him. With the sun forming a façade, masking his handsome face in an artistic yet grotesque way, she couldn't help but admit he is indeed a beautiful creature. But she still felt a deep hatred for him. The way he greets her coolly, the way his dark hair flows with the wind, the way his blood red eyes seem to pierce her inner being, how he treats her as if she were garbage one time and touched her gently the next…he reminds her too much of…of….

Natsume Hyuuga.

Chaos had the same messy hair, except his were ebony black, a few shades darker than Natsume's. Chaos had the same ruby eyes that burned through her soul every time they land on hers. Chaos had the same cool posture, the lean body and well built muscles, not like she analyzed him head to toe or anything, but one can't help but gaze it his manly wonders whenever he takes his shirt off. Chaos had the same mischievous smirk plastered across his man made marvel of a face which looks as though he was teasing her. Chaos had the same arrogant and graceful strut that makes the people around him mistake him for a model. Chaos was a pervert and had the same habit of peeking under her skirt, mocking its print, whether it was polka dots, stripes, strawberries, and once when she attempted to wear a thong, he called her "Little Miss String".

"You could stop drooling over me, little girl." He said making Mikan return back to reality.

"Who would drool over you?!" Mikan felt her cheeks heat up.

"Apparently, the whole female population and a couple of homos here and there." He flicked his hair and pointed at his gay fan club that were hiding, in a very lousy way, at one bush.

"You know, you're ego's probably bigger than the continent of Asia."

"As they say, little girl. If you got it, flaunt it. I've got the looks. It would be a crime to not share it with the rest of the world. I'm juz' being generous."

Okay, even though he and Natsume had some aspects in which they are similar, they also had differences. Chaos was more self absorbed and narcissistic. Mikan can't help but wonder why handsome men have messed up attitudes while ugly ones are kinder and way more thoughtful.

You really can't have it all.

Persona's phone suddenly rang as he flipped it open and walked a good few meters away from them.

"Who do you think that was?" Chaos asked while joining Mikan in her quest of searching for a bunny shaped cloud.

"I bet It's Narumi," Mikan answered as her stubby finger jolted up and pointed on one cloud. "That cloud looks just like you!"

Chaos followed her finger as his face crinkled. "Hey, don't compare me to a monkey."

"But it does look like you, honestly."

"Well, if that's me then…," He paused and searched the cerulean skies. "That's you."

He pointed at one humongous cloud that had something dangling at its rear making it look like a pig's backside.

Mikan elbowed him hard.

"Ouch, that hurts…" He faked a pained expression as sparkles and flowers surrounded him and tiny beads of tears formed on the corner of his eyes.

Chaos' fan club looked as though they were about to trample on her or burn her body at the stake by the way they were giving her death glares.

"Quit the drama will you, I'm feeling that my end may come sooner than expected."

Chaos smirked and changed his position, which was too awkward for her comfort.

Chaos' head was positioned exactly at the top of her tummy.

"Your stomach could pass for a water bed." He pointed out.

Mikan, using her Telekinesis alice, which she got using one of her secret alices, the copy alice, broke off a branch from a nearby tree and whacked it on Chaos' head.

"What the hell, now that really hurt." He touched the area of impact and winced.

"Oh just shut up."

Mikan looked up and smiled at the birds in V formation flying towards the East.

It's been a year and a half since she's left Gakuen Alice Japan and transferred to Alice Academy in the US. At first it was difficult to adapt, especially the weird accent and language but she managed. When she was introduced as a transfer, the same old snickers and chuckles welcomed her. But at least she wasn't pertained to Big Mama anymore, just the walking Womanzilla. After a few months, she was able to master her new alices and managed to perfect manipulating each one. Soon, her classmates grew so afraid of her that they ceased calling her names. She also made a new friend, whom started as her enemy, Chaos. The renowned school playboy. They were always having cold wars at the start throwing daggers at each other (literally) and even fought over the last piece of pizza one time at the canteen, but somehow they ended up as good friends.

She soothingly patted Chaos' head and played with some strands of his soft hair. It felt like silk in her pudgy fingers.

"I wonder how everyone's doing…" She whispered out of the blue.

"You're about to find out."

Mikan, surprised, reflexively sat down at once, forgetting the fact that Chaos was lying on her abdomen, and was now getting squished.

"I almost died of suffocation." He huffed and wheezed while Mikan only shrugged it off.

"Did I interrupt something?" Persona's lips curled up into a knowing smile. Mikan can't understand why Persona always thinks that something was going on between her and Chaos when there's absolutely nothing but friendship and enemy-ship between them.

"Like there's something to interrupt." Mikan replied folding her arms across her chest.

"Like I'll make a move on her." Chaos said while cracking his knuckles.

"Down kitties, down…I've got very important news," Persona held up a piece of blue paper and diverted his gaze to Mikan. "From Gakuen Alice Japan."

Mikan felt her pulse quickening. She was engulfed and anticipation but at the same time she was scared. Could it be that something bad had happened to her previous school while she was gone? Or maybe, Natsume was deeply hurt.

She couldn't help but shudder at the thought.

"You're going back." Persona announced.

Mikan felt as though a thousand nuclear missiles had just struck her.

"What?"

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Sorry guys if I went on too fast. But the main plot actually revolves on Mikan coming back than she being gone, plus I wouldn't want to put in so many OCs, so I decided to make the second chapter occur 1 and a half year after she just transferred.

Hope it's okay with you.

Don't worry though. I'll make up what I've lost. If you find it a bit shabby, then I'll just have to make the next chapter hell better.

So yeah, that's all.

Thanks to those who reviewed, and sorry if I can't singularly reply to you. As I said, I'm very busy, this is just crammed work.

Thanks again.

Later.