A/N - So Umm welcome to the first chapter. This is my first story so tell me what you think, if I need to change anything that stuff..the stories going to start out pretty slow but if you stick to it then you'll love what i have in store, I'll also take suggestions for what should happen later on in the story. So umm yah, happy reading.

I DON'T OWN GAKUEN ALICE...(though i wish i did..just for natsume. :P)

Chapter 1

The day was warm and breezy. Springtime, the time when anticipation hung in the air so thick you could slice it with a knife. All around the academy kids of different ages where running around setting up sets or booths getting ready for next week, the beginning of the Alice Festival. Well almost everybody. The dangerous ability class wasn't allowed to participate in the Festival and you know what that meant.

Natsume was bored. Out of his mind bored too. He was currently occupying a thick branch in the Sakura Tree next to the dorms. His face, like always, hidden by a fat manga magazine. He was asleep, his arms where clasp behind his head to act like a pillow against the rough bark of the tree. He had a mission later that night and was trying to save energy till then.

Mikan, on the other hand, was busy, her arms loaded with boxes of supplies was passing the line of trees in which the Sakura Tree was. She decided that she would stop and rest since she was still only half way to her destination.

'Why does the Special Abilities Class have to be put so far away from the other groups?' She thought as she dropped the boxes on the grass next to the trees. She plopped down next to the tree and the boxes before pulling out the hair-band that held her long brunette hair back in a high ponytail. She combed her hair using her fingers before fluffing the waist length curtain around her shoulders and sliding the band onto her wrist.

Natsume, woken by the sudden thud that the boxes made let the manga slip off his face and turned to watch the girl slip her hands thru her hair, like he had dreamed of doing while in math class early that day. He then closed the manga and setting in on the tree swung down to hang from the branch before dropping to the ground landing in a crouch, in front of Mikan who had a very shocked look on her face. Her eyes flicked to some leaves that he had brought down with him as they landed around him. She swallowed then turned to look at Natsume.

"Do you need some help with the boxes?" He asked in a deep sonorous voice. She looked dazed for a minute before suddenly shaking her head as if to clear it then looked back up at him.

"Yes, Please." She said, watching him as he bent to pick up the boxes. He then straightened and she scrambled to her feet brushed off her bum and then started back toward the path.

When they got on the path she slowed so that she walked next to him. 'Why did he suddenly offer to carry the boxes for me?' She wondered casing a sideways glance toward him. 'is he planning something?' She suddenly wondered her steppes slowing to a stop so she could stare at his back.

Natsume turned around to look at her. Her hazel eyes were wide, as if she had just realized something. She had a dazed look. 'Would she look at me like that if I kissed her?' he suddenly wondered. His grip slipped on the boxes and he scrambled to keep them in his arms.

Mikan stared deep into Natsume's crimson eyes, he didn't seem do be harboring any ill intentions. His eyes flicked down to her jaw for a split second before she saw his grip slip. She stumbled to get to him in time to help thus tripping over her own feet, and falling on him.

Their bodies crashed to the ground the boxes somehow ending up off to the side so that Mikan landed on Natsume's chest. Her torso crossing his as her head was right above his. They looked into one another's eyes for a moment, his eyes flicked to her lips again.

Mikan then chose that moment to stand up as quickly as she could.

"I'm sorry Natsume!!" She practically screamed before grabbing the boxes and dashing down the sidewalk toward her class building, leaving a very frustrated teen boy behind her.

'Damn her!' He thought pushing him self up after staring after her for a moment. He was so close so her, had he lifted his head he could have kissed her.

He brushed himself off as he stood. "Hn" He said in an anger voice, to know one inparticular…he'd get her back during class. He chuckled as he started walking toward the Dorms. What to do to her?