Guns & Roses

Disclaimer: I do not (and probably never will) own Gakuen Alice

Chapter 2

There was only a small list of things Natsume Hyuuga did not like. For example, he didn't like being weighed down by other people's burdens and emotions. He didn't like being touched, and he wasn't too fond of sweets.

Mikan Sakura was on this list, in fact, she was at the very top. He hated her right now. Loathed her. Just the mere thought of her made him annoyed as hell.

He took another sheet of paper towel from the dispenser and ran it under warm water. He repetitively dabbed his shirt, trying to get the stain, and smell off himself.

How did he end up in this situation again? Oh, that's right. That thing threw up on him.

He remembered her from elementary school; that annoying loud girl who would always touch him.

He scowled.

Sure, he might have had a crush on her in fourth and fifth grade, but you can't blame him, every other kid did too. He gave up on her in their first year of middle school though, when he found out his best friend also liked her.

Damn, she was cute though...was cute.

She wasn't sexy like the secretary outside of Yukihira's office, but she had her own charm to her. He almost didn't recognize her.

She was small, both in height and in frame and he wondered how she even became a detective in the first place. She looked innocent, too innocent. Her large doe eyes weren't focused on him though, but rather on his new chief.

Her tied chestnut hair looked as if it had golden highlights.

Natural?

He walked closer to her. He thought she seemed kind of bland, boring even, but when she turned to look at him, all his thoughts were rearranged. She looked different from when they were younger. She was no longer that flat chested, snot-nosed baby that always wore her hair in those hideous pig-tails. He eyed her full pink lips and her golden brown eyes full of expression. He smirked when he realized she was staring back at him.

Maybe he should take her on a date.

It all seemed so perfect really, reunited with an ex-crush, who was so painfully obviously attracted to you.

Yes, very perfect indeed, until she pukes out her breakfast all over you and passes out.

Natsume's eyes narrowed and he continued to scrub the stain on his sleeve.

Is that a marshmallow?

He was at the hospital now with that thing people called a woman. It hadn't even been a full 24 hours since he's been in his hometown and here he was babysitting some girl he didn't even like.

Great.

He walked out of the bathroom and into the ward where the thing was still sleeping.

He glared at her. They put her in fresh hospital robes while he had to walk around like...this. He picked up his jacket and left the ward. The nurses told him to stay until she woke up so he could call them, but he didn't have time for that. He made a beeline for the elevator and headed out the hospital doors.

Mikan stirred awake. Her large eyes slowly focused on the very familiar white walls of Alice Hospital. She pretty much grew up in here after her mother died. That was when all the frequent hospital visits started. She was in middle school then.

"Hemophobia?"

"Yes, the fear of blood."

She smiled sadly at the memory of her childhood. It's been eleven years already. They first found out when she fell off her bike and scraped her knee. She passed out at the sight of her own blood. She sighed and looked around the ward.

She was alone. They never left her alone.

She dragged her knees close to her chest and placed her chin there. Her head was hurting and her stomach felt like she tried to digest hell. What happened?

Mikan shut her eyes. "Oh god," She whispered quietly to herself. The last thing she remembered was throwing up all over her new partner before passing out.

The brunette began to lightly hit her head against her knees. She cursed under her breathe. She meets a hot new guy, who just happened to end up as her partner, checks him out in front of her dad, and then throws up all over him! Why did something like that have to happen?

Lost in her own thoughts, she did not notice the group of people enter into her ward.

"Mikan?"

She winced when her name was called. Too loud. She looked up and saw her best friend's older brother, and two of her frequent nurses.

"Hey there Subaru!" Mikan grinned at him. He's been taking care of her here in the hospital for as long as she could remember.

He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose before speaking. "You passed out again. I told you not to do anything rash. What happened?"

Mikan pouted at him. It's not like it was her fault. He should be blaming that guy who got her here in the first place. Where was that bastard anyway?

As if reading her mind, Subaru Imai gave the room a once over. He calmly glanced at the unsuspecting nurse, she felt small under his gaze. "Where's the one that brought her here?"

"I-I'm not sure Doctor Imai. I gave him specific instructions to stay until she awoke."

Nodding once, he wrote something down on his clipboard before turning back to Mikan. "You are feeling better?"

"Mhm!" She threw her legs over the side of the hospital bed and stretched.

Subaru eyed her for a few seconds before he sighed. "Alright, stay for the night and you're free to go tomorrow morning. And be careful, don't do anything rash."

Mikan laughed lightly at the warning he'd given her numerous times before. "Sure thing," She picked herself up and advanced towards the bathroom door. She turned around to look back at her doctor, taking in his handsome face. She threw a genuine smile his way, receiving a nod in return.

The brunette walked into the connecting door and closed it lightly behind her. She found her clothes washed and folded neatly in a small basket by the sink. Turning her attention to the mirror, she noticed that not only did she feel like hell, but she looked like it too. She reached for the basket with her clothing, taking notice of the amount of paper towels in the trash can beside her. She felt a wave a sympathy wash over her.

He was probably left to sit and watch her while still being in his dirty clothes. She sighed in understanding. If she were him, she probably would've left herself too.

Changing into her fresh clothes, she walked out of the bathroom, only to be met with the empty room of her ward. Mikan Sakura was a very kind spirited person. She told herself she would have to find him, thank him, and apologize.

Pale brown eyes stared at the wooden door in front of him. His hands shook slightly as he reached for the handle of the door. He wondered if it would be alright for him to enter.

Of course it's alright.

He smiled to himself. It was, after all, his daughter behind this closed door. His pride and joy. The smile slowly faded, and was replaced by a small frown. It was his daughter, yes, but would she want to see him?

He disregarded the negative thoughts and grabbed the metal handle of the door. He felt the cold contact against his palm. He breathed heavily, as he was quite nervous. Carefully, he turned the handle of the somewhat heavy door, and pushed it open. Room 106.

He felt like crying when he saw the little girl, covered in bandages, on one of the numerous beds in the room.

"Ai-chan," He quietly called out to her, desperation in his voice.

"Daddy, is that you?" The young girl called out, her blonde locks peeking through the bandages wrapped around her face, threatening to fall out.

"Yes, Ai-chan, it's me. It's daddy."

Hearing this, the young child's mood visibly lightened. "Daddy you came for me! I missed you so much." Her father walked towards her. He removed his hood and gently caressed the little skin showing on her face. "How could they let this happen to you?" He asked her, the tears finally escaping his eyes.

"Don't cry daddy, I'm fine." She smiled a bit, trying her hardest to not wince at the slight pain she felt. "I feel much better now that you're here."

"Excuse me, you're not supposed to be in here." The browned eyed man quickly put on his hood and looked over at the intruding nurse. Not saying another word, he briskly walked passed her and out of the door.

He smiled sadly. "Don't worry Ai-chan, I'll get you out of there."

I promise.

He made a beeline for the hospital doors, pushing passed the crowds of people blocking his way. It wasn't long before he bumped into someone and lost his balance. He grimaced when he felt the cold floors meet his lower back.

"What the—!" He opened his eyes to see a young woman sprawled out in front of him. The tan skin of her collar showed as she reached to rub her back, her face showing the pain she was also in.

He got up and dusted off his pants before reaching a gentle hand out to her. She looked at him and smiled, taking hold of his out stretched hand and pulling herself up.

She tugged on her skirt, then bent down to get her papers. "Sorry." He couldn't help but apologize to her, seeing that he knocked all her papers down.

"No, it's my fault. I was reading and not looking where I was going haha." She grinned at him. He could only stare in awe at her genuine smile.

Do I know her from somewhere?

He shook his head. It was probably just his imagination. He bent down to help her pick up her papers, stopping only when he saw his photo on one of the files. He slowly got up and glanced her way. He wondered if she recognized him.

The woman, noticing he stopped helping her, looked his way. "Is everything okay?"

"Huh? Oh, yes." He looked down at her. "I just remembered I had something to do."

"Oh, okay, thank you for your help." He smiled in response. When he saw that her attention was no longer on him, but on the papers scattered on the floor, he folded the paper with his picture on it and placed it inside his jacket pocket.

The brown eyed man frantically looked around, hoping no one saw what he was doing. Sighing in relief, he continued his way to the hospital doors. He jumped when he heard the pretty voice of the woman he just met.

"Excuse me." Keeping his hand on the doors of the hospital, he only turned his head to look at her. This way he could run if she got the attention of the passing security.

"I think you dropped this." He eyed the object in her palm. He hesitated before walking to her out stretched hand.

"Thank you." He spoke softly to her, his words laced with true sincerity.

She smiled at him. "Look, now we're even." She giggled before wishing him a good day. He nodded at her and left the hospital,

Never looking back.

End.

Hey guys c:

Thanks for reading the second chapter of G&R. I got PM's about it being way too long so here's a shorter, less wordy chapter lol. I want to thank all of you who reviewed, subscribed, favorited, or even read the story at all. I really appreciate it and I want to thank you all for the feed-back.

Thanks again.

Kirei