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Over the weekends we're allowed to go home, though I usually I stay at the dorms with my girlfriends.

But of course, today was a special case.

So I went back to my territory and told Grandpa all about the perverted boy.

Me and Grandpa live together in a small house near the school. I have no parents, but unlike most kids, I could care less. Grandpa told me they died when I was just a baby, so I have no memories of them whatsoever. And I'm totally fine with that. As long as I have Grandpa I'm happy.

When I finished my humiliating story, Grandpa just chuckled and stroked his little wisp of a beard. "You say this boy has red eyes?"

I nodded.

Grandpa's wise brown eyes twinkled. "Interesting..."

"Grandpa!" I whined. "Who cares about his eyes? You're supposed to be trying to make me feel better!"

At this he cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably. "I'm afraid I can't."

I tilted my head curiously. "Why not?"

He set down his mug in all seriousness. "Because this problem is too...young for me to handle."

I spit out the tea I had been drinking.

Too young?

"Anyways, I'm sure you already have something plotted for him?" Grandpa quickly changed the subject, tossing me a paper towel to clean up the mess.

"Hell yeah," I said after I had stopped coughing.

"Well then, Mikan, I'm sure you can make yourself feel better."

He ended the conversation with a sip of his tea.

I sighed and smiled. "Gotcha. Thanks Grandpa."

After wiping the table clean of the contents spewn from my mouth, I got up and started for my room.

But just before I stepped out of the door, Grandpa's voice stopped me.

"You know, Mikan, life is full of surprises."

I turned around and looked at him with a raised eyebrow, wondering where that had come from, but Grandpa had already went back to reading his newspaper. So I just shrugged and left.

Okay, even though I did say I had something plotted for that perverted jerk last night, I actually don't.

No surprise there.

I had originally planned to scheme up something while I lay in bed that night, but as soon as I switched off the light my brain blanked out with it and I immediately fell asleep.

So now, as I'm walking to school, I'm practically killing myself trying to come up with a revenge that will render that boy speechless.

Literally.

A car scared the shit out of me when I was crossing a road—I swear, it missed me by a centimeter—and when I looked up I saw that the traffic light was green. Apparently, I had been too submerged into my troubling thoughts to notice the red hand blinking at me from the other side of the road, and had barely escaped from being squashed into a Mikan pancake.

But it was still a fruitless toil. After discarding my tenth idea of making the boy slip on a banana peel and fall into a trash can, I decided I needed major help from someone who had experience with stuff like this.

My thoughts immediately focused on one person. Yep, she was definitely the girl for the job. Miss Einstein.

Only...I didn't have any of my morning classes with her. My excitement went down the drain when I realized I would have to postpone my evil plots until lunch.

And that's when I saw the bunny.

Now, I'm no science expert, but I'm pretty sure that bunnies don't live on big plants with leaves. So why was this one on a tree?

Looking closer, I saw that the bunny was scared out of its wits. It sat unmoving in the middle of the branch, seemingly frozen with fear.

Then I noticed that the tree was the same one I had fallen off of the other day.

Awesome.

Without hesitation, I decided I was going to help the poor animal.

I mean, I couldn't just walk away and leave it stranded on the tree!

And it clearly did not have secret ninja skills like that darned cat fom yesterday.

I figured I had at least fifteen minutes before school started since I had left the house earlier today. Since I was already mega friendly with the tree trunk, it didn't take long for me to get up again, and I was sitting on the branch in less than a minute.

The bunny backed away hastily, probably startled at my sudden appearance.

I smiled, trying to show that I meant no harm. Argh, if only I could talk to animals.

"Don't be afraid, little bunny. I'm gonna help you get off of this tree."

I held my hands out slowly.

"Come on, now."

But the bunny avoided my touch and shuffled back even more. He was starting to get dangerously close to the tip of the branch. And I was pretty sure bunnies didn't have nine lives.

"No, come here, here," I urged, beginning to feel anxious. I didn't want to move forward, which might alarm the bunny even more, but I also didn't want to leave it in that risky position. I started to panic.

That's when I heard a boy yelling.

"Usagi, where are you? Usagi!"

I noticed the bunny perk up at the sound of his voice and realized that maybe this boy was his owner. That would help me a lot.

"Hey!" I called. "Over here!"

The boy heard me and came running in this direction. When he saw me on the tree his eyes widened visibly.

"Th-That's dangerous! You should come down!"

I snorted and reassured him with a wave of my hand. "Ha, dangerous? Dangerous is my middle name. You don't have to worry about me. Anyways, what I called you here for—do you happen to have a lost bunny?"

I pointed at the said animal.

The boy's eyes followed my finger and his face immediately brightened, like a lightbulb switching on.

"Usagi!"

If bunnies could smile, then I'm sure this one was having a super gigantic one.

I let out a big sigh of relief.

"Okie dokie, problem solved! Now let's get you down there to your, um...owner...master...whatever-you-call-it."

The bunny no longer seemed afraid, so I crawled forward tentatively.

"Wait, it's okay, you don't have to—I can go up there myself and—" the boy stuttered as he watched me anxiously.

"Geez, I'm already on the tree, it doesn't matter!" I concentrated as I reached for the bunny.

I will not mess up...I will not mess up...

The bunny didn't move. I gently scooped it into my arms, and when it remained still, felt myself relax.

"Whoop! Misson accomplished!" I cheered. "Finally I did something right—"

That's when very strong wind blew.

Mother Nature is a big, fat bully.

Because both of my hands were occupied by the bunny, I had no means of stabling myself and therefore started tilting backwards.

"Watch out!" the boy cried, but it was already too late.

I found myself falling off of the same tree for the second time in less than twenty-four hours. Clutching the bunny protectively against my chest, I squeezed my eyes shut.

Okay, this time, I really am going to die.

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Or not.

Suddenly, there was a sharp tug on my left leg and my fall was stopped short. My first thought was that I had awakened supernatural powers and was magically floating, but, almost as if he had read my mind, a masculine voice said, "Stupid."

I frowned. It was a very familiar, unpleasant voice.

I tried to see who it was, just to make sure, then found it was impossible because I was hanging upside-down.

Wait...hanging upside-down?

I looked at the boy below me and saw that he was staring intently at the ground, his face beet red.

Before I could connect two and two together, I heard the very unpleasant voice again.

"Little girl, you're wearing polka dots again today?"

The words hit me like a slap to the face.

God, I seriously needed to realize things faster.

My cheeks turned a furious shade of red and my anger boiled up until I swear I felt steam shooting out of my ears—like in the cartoons.

"Let me go, you molester, pervert! LET ME GO!" I screamed bloody murder and tried to kick him with my other leg, which failed horribly. I'm not exactly the flexible type. I would've thrashed around a lot more though if not for the innocent little bunny still nested in my arms.

"Fine." I heard him say.

And then he let go.

Miraculously, I managed to land on my back instead of cracking my head on the ground, but still, it hurt like hell.

"Are you okay?" the other boy rushed over to me. His face was no longer red, so I assumed my undergarments were safely hidden now.

"Um...maybe?" I winced. "But at least I got your bunny." I held it out to him and he took it gratefully, although there was still a guilty expression on his face.

Now that I had a closer look at him, I once again had that strange feeling that I had seen this boy somewhere before. He had golden blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes, another dazzling model face. But again, like the pervert, I couldn't quite place him.

Shrugging it off, I slowly lifted myself into sitting position. The pain was starting to fade away. I hadn't really been injured anywhere, it was just the stun of the impact.

"It's okay," I patted the blonde boy's shoulder, making him jump a little. "I was the one who wanted to rescue your bunny anyways."

I paused, thinking that over.

"No...actually—" I sent a death glare up into the tree where the pervert still stood. "It's his fault."

The Jerk noticed me and smirked, which made me feel like climbing back up there to sock him in the jaw.

Then he jumped.

My mouth dropped open.

The guy freaking jumped off of the tree like a freaking ninja cat and landed lightly next to the blonde boy without twisting an ankle or dying.

Well.

He's probably not human. No surprise there.

I was already pissed that I was seeing this guy again first thing in the morning. Now I was pissed even more.

"Natsume, you know her?" the blonde boy asked.

My eyebrows went up.

Woah. Wait a second. Those two guys...they were acquaintances?

The Jerk grinned slyly.

"Oh, I know her."

I immediately shot him a glare and crossed my arms.

"No, you don't. You're just the big jerk I met yesterday. And why are you here anyways?"

I gasped with sudden realization.

"Wait, are you stalking me? 'Cause I clearly remember telling you not to. You know, I will legit call the police if you're stalking me."

I took out my phone to make it seem more threatening, but the guy remained unfazed and only rolled his crimson eyes.

"You need to chill, little girl. I was just trying to help him find his rabbit." He gestured to the blonde boy, who nodded.

I admit I was mildly surprised. This jerk doing something nice for others?

That was a first.

But then again, I only met him yesterday...

Whatever, Grandpa had always told me that first impressions were very important. And this guy definitely did not leave a good first impression.

"Is falling off of trees a habit for you now?" the Jerk snickered. "I guess stupid girls like you just don't learn."

I was insulted.

"Excuse me? I am not stupid. Well, I'm sucky at math, but that's beyond the point. I am a very talented girl," I emphasized with an angry stamp of my foot.

"Really? Then surprise me," the Jerk challenged.

"Oh, I will," I muttered with a glare.

I still had that revenge to plan, and this guy didn't know it. I couldn't wait to see the expression on his face when I mega-pwned him.

BAM.

It would be priceless.

"Um..." The blonde boy stood between us, looking a bit lost.

I didn't blame him.

Giving the Jerk one last glare, I walked over to the blonde, grateful for a distraction.

"Hey, your bunny is really cute!"

The blonde blinked. He looked uncertainly at me, then over my shoulder at the Jerk. Finally, after letting out a tiny, exasperated sigh, he replied shyly.

"Oh...really?"

A light tinge of pink dusted his cheeks.

"All bunnies are cute," I stated matter-of-factly. "Do you keep this one with you at school?"

"Yeah...the teachers let me..." the blonde replied, stroking the animal lovingly.

Cute, shy, kind, and a sucker for animals—I was really starting to like this guy.

"Even Jin-Jin?" I asked in disbelief.

"Jin-Jin...? You mean Jinno-sensei?" he laughed. "Yeah, he lets me, as long as Usagi doesn't, like, crap on the table or something."

I snorted. "Oh, you're lucky. If I let even an ant into the classroom, Jin-Jin would give me this whole damn lecture about keeping his room sanitary and clean."

The boy cracked a smile. "So I take it that the old man doesn't like you...?"

"Doesn't like me?" I scoffed. "He hates my frigging guts! And just because I suck at math!"

"No shit," I heard the Jerk mutter. "He's a math teacher."

Fortunately for him, I pretended I didn't hear that.

"Anyways," I grinned at the blonde boy. "I'm Sakura Mikan! What's your name?"

"What's my...name?" the boy repeated, as if he weren't used to people asking him this. "Oh, um...it's—" He was interrupted by the distant ringing of a bell.

The ONE MINUTE WARNING BELL for class.

"Oh shit, I'm late! Jin-Jin's gonna kill me!" I grabbed my bag and ran frantically for the school.

"It was nice meeting you! I hope I see you again soon!" I waved to the blonde boy. He was a bit flustered at my sudden departure, but nevertheless smiled and waved back.

Ha, I made another new friend, I smirked to myself as I sped down the hall.

The Jerk might be better than me at a lot of stuff, but there was no way he could surpass my friend-making skills.

He wanted surprise? I'll give him surprise. I'll show that Jerk.

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But of course, I had to survive through Jin-Jin's math class first.

Okay, done!

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