Mikan
It was a rainy day.
"I hate rainy days! Amaya~~ make the rain go away!"
Mikan Sakura was depressed. To say that was creeping everyone out would be an understatement. The students of class B, now in their last year of high school, stared at Mikan, unsure of what to do. The absence of the usual "GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!" seemed to render them unable to start their usual daily routine of messing about before class started. Mikan, on the other hand, seemed to be wilting. She was sitting in her seat, early for once, and looked a right mess. Her hair was done up in lopsided pigtails, a look that sent many into giggles, while her uniform was crumpled and the socks were of unequal length.
The atmosphere was tense and filled with hushed whispers before Natsume arrived. He entered, took one look at the rest of the class, wondering what was up, before his eyes pinpointed Mikan in her wilting state. Immediately, his usual scowl deepened and he stormed over to where she was, and gave her a flick right in the middle of her forehead.
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"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
Mikan's shriek was heard throughout the school. Her classmates all winced in pain.
"Natsume! What was that for! That hurt so bad!" Mikan shouted, while holding her head in agony.
"You were disturbing the entire class. Why are you even acting so depressed? It's just raining for crying out loud." Natsume drawled out. Mikan groaned and grabbed her head, squeezing her eyes shut and let out a small whimper "Still Nat, you don't have to flick me that hard! It hurts.."
Natsume's eye twitched. "What did you call me?" he growled out. Mikan took one look at him and gave a squeak of terror. "N-n-n-nothing!" she cried and ran out of the class, away from the ominous aura that was practically oozing from Natsume. Class B gave a sigh of relief. Mikan was back to normal, thanks to Natsume, and all was well again.
"Okay Kaiko, be patient! The rain will go away soon, so stop sulking! You'll be able to play in the garden later"
Mikan ran. And ran and ran and ran. She really wasn't really running because of Natsume's intimidating aura. She was running to escape, to get some respite. Her mind was a mess and she needed to sort herself out.
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What was wrong with her? Memories of her, memories of Kaiko were flooding her mind.
Kaiko
The name brought back so many memories. She whispered the name gently in her mind, like how a mother would whisper the name of her newborn baby.
Kaiko, how are you?
It had been years since she had seen her. Seven years to be exact. Seven years since she took up the name "Mikan Sakura". Seven years since she entered the academy. Seven years since she met Natsume. Seven years of collecting as many alices as she could from the students here. Seven years since she left Kaiko in the hands of them. Seven years of hating herself for leaving Kaiko alone. Seven years since she embarked on this life changing mission, and it was all about to end.
She knew it wasn't going to be easy, but she never knew, she never thought that it would be this hard.
It was hard to let go of Mikan Sakura. Admittedly, she had hated the personality of the bubbly, cheerful and optimistic person that she was forced to become. However, slowly, she grew… used to it. It was easier each day to slip back into the happy-go-lucky girl.
Along with that, somewhere, somehow, Natsume had crept into her heart, her real heart, and had stayed. It was going to be painful, she knew, it was going to be dangerous, and she knew that ultimately, she was going to be the one most hurt by all of this.
'I'm coming back Kaiko, wait for me.'
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Mikan was headed towards the northern forest. With each step, she seemed to deflate, with each step, she seemed to be replaced by a different person, a meaner, tougher and cruel person. The she opened her eyes next, she was right in the center of the forest. Taking one last look back at the academy, she whispered, "goodbye guys" and vanished.