Unpredictability
Disclaimer: I do not own GA. [Simple, direct, to the point. o.o;]
Chapter Two – Shocked
Natsume's POV
The final bell just rang. Heh, I guess it's time for me to head to detention. Damn that fucking Persona. And what, community service too? What'd did I do that wrong, seriously? So I skipped class…a lot, big deal. I still get better grades then most people in my class—I'm ranked third in my grade, gosh.
It's not like I study all the time, but when it comes to knowing stuff, I just know it? You know?
Ugh, here's the freakin' room for detention, great…just great. And look, there's Persona, sitting there all smug and content at that way-too-large-for-him-desk. There are not even any fucking people here.
"Here." I stated crossly while throwing him the detention slip which glided slowly to his desk.
"Ah, so you're here early. I thought you would skip or at least come late, just like the other person who always gets detention." He replied.
"Tch. And who's that? There's not even any one here."
"Weren't you paying a detention Natsume, I said you'd 'at least come late' just like the other person. And right now you're not late. Turning into a goody-two-shoes, are we now?" Persona smugly replied, a satisfied smirk gracing his amazingly pale skin.
"Ugh, shut the fuck up. And who is it anyway? Not that I care."
"Sa-ku-ra Mi-kan" he replied, sounding out each syllable like I was a second grader or something.
Hmph. Her? That girl that turns down shopping with her friends to do what, go to detention? What the hell's wrong with her? And she like, what, gets detention everyday…she must be an idiot, a baka.
"Hn. That ugly girl."
"Actually, you'd be surprised. Sometimes she takes off her hood in here when it gets too stuffy. She's actually pretty beautiful, very goddess-like I might add." He told me simply and plainly, a small, thoroughly satisfied smirk etching onto his face.
Really? Wow, I would never have guessed the only girl that didn't fawn over me was the hottest one. Heck, why am I listening to this bastard, he's probably lying.
"Hn, whatever." I countered before going to the back wall and leaning on it.
I nodded off. Detention was fucking boring. I can just imagine what hell 'community service' is going to be.
A couple minutes later, the door knob wiggled slightly and in walked Ms. I-get-detention-like-everyday herself. She didn't even seem to notice me here. Tch.
Oddly enough, I found myself staring at her hooded head. Even if I couldn't see her face, I could imagine it, right? Right when I was starting to form an image of her seemingly perfect and goddess-like face, a guy walked in the room. Hijiri Youichi I think? What's he doing here?
I struggled to listen to bits and pieces of their conversation. It would be interesting to hear her talk at full volume for once.
"Hey, Mikan nee-san!"
Hm. Nee-san. So he's her brother.
"…moving in today and you are supposed to take me home to the Sakura mansion"
Wait a minute. Sakura mansion…where have I heard of that before. Suddenly I remember where…they're the richest family in Japan—they own the largest and most successful company…ever! They're beating my family, the second rank, easily by 700 million dollars in assets. Wow…who knew hood-girl came from such a good family.
"…and I don't wanna get lost in all those Sakura trees like you do every morning."
Heh. So that's why she's late every morning, she gets lost every morning in that forest of Sakura Trees outside her house. Tch. Idiot.
"Aw, shut the fuck up Youichi" Mikan said while she, amazingly, started to take off her hood.
When I saw her, it was like my heart stopped…or it skipped it beat. And when she spoke, I just couldn't say anything. I panicked. Either way, I was clearly shocked. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. I could feel Persona's eyes digging into me from across the room. Who knew that she would be hot…and is able to defend herself. I like a girl who isn't afraid to speak up…
Wait! What the hell am I saying? I can't fall for hood-girl. That'd completely ruin my reputation…unless she doesn't wear that hood anymore…
"I'll be out in like half an hour, go do whatever the fuck you want and I'll take you home later."
…I need to say something…Oh crap, that Youichi guy just saw me.
"What? Did I do something wrong? Hello? Youichi?" I heard her angelic voice inquire in a somewhat childish tone—Oh god I love her voice…WAIT! SHUT UP NATSUME…
"Pretending to be someone else at school, eh?"
Damn it. Why would I say something like that?
"The first time you talk to her face-to-face and you say something like that? Way to go Natsume," my conscience said.
Shut up.
"No."
Ugh, fuck off.
"No."
GET THE HELL AWAY NOW. OR I WILL KILL MYSELF TO GET RID OF YOU.
"Fine, fine, gosh…controlling much?"
I smirked knowing I won the battle with my conscience.
Youichi started talking, and when Mikan turned around, I got lost in her eyes—yet, in those beautiful brown eyes I saw the anxiety, fear, and sorrow of being found out by someone like me.
"Shit." She calmly and collectively answered.
End POV
Mikan's POV
Oh, What. The. Fuck. Why does this have to happen to me? I hope this guy hates me…'cause if I attract attention, then the peace I've enjoyed for the past twelve years of my life will be SHATTERED. Shattered. All because of him.
Ugh, is he going to keep staring at me? God. Damn. It.
End POV
Normal POV (Italics are thoughts)
"Why don't you take a fucking picture Hyuuga, it'll last way longer than staring." Mikan stated with a stoic look on her face.
"Hn. I don't need to. I've seen all I need to see of your ugly face." He answered.
Phew. If he said he loved looking at my face, I would've just died. Maybe I'd have to change schools or get home schooled or…nevermind.
"Kay. Bye." She simply stated and turned away, continuing her usual looking out the window. She obviously wasn't leaving, but just hoping that Natsume wouldn't say anything to infuriate her further. It was obvious she did not want to continue this conversation.
Natsume smirked at her even though she couldn't see it.
Persona-sensei watched with amusement in his eyes as he's never seen his nephew this interested in a girl—a usually concealed, eccentric one at that.
Youichi, feeling the tension in the room nervously backed up and out of the room, breaking into a run the second he tiptoed out of the door. He knew his nee-san, and if he was right, then she would explode if she got into a fight with Hyuuga Natsume…and he'd met Natsume a couple times in his life…he knew what Hyuuga might do to anger her…
"Well, where are you going, sweetie?" He whispered in her ear suddenly.
Mikan stood there dumbstruck for a second. She didn't even hear him tiptoe over…what the hell? Wait a minute…WHAT. THE. HELL?
"EKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" she jumped out of her seat and screeched a loud, yet delayed, scream, obviously surprised by that little sneak attack.
"You're such a loud baka, polka dots," he stated while she sat scanning her brain for a second.
At hearing that comment, Persona nervously stepped out of the classroom…he'd met Mikan outside of school before and seen her mad…he didn't want to be around for that.
"EHHH. WHAT THE HELL PERVERT!? WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT MY FUCKING UNDERWEAR?" she said while, catching him off guard, and punching him hard in the stomach, causing him to suck air in.
"WHERE. DO. YOU. GET. OFF. BEING. SUCH. A. PERVERT." Each word was accompanied by a hit to his head. She continued yelling while Natsume, after the first couple hits, started defending himself—like he should have done in the beginning.
Let's just say, by the time Mikan finally, cooled off, thirty minutes had passed and she flipped her hood up and silently stalked out of the classroom to find her brother, leaving Natsume in sort of a daze.
"What the fuck just happened?" he whispered to himself while his right arm rubbed the welt, or should I say welts, on his head.
He soon realized the brunette was no longer there and he immediately left the classroom, and went into the hall, running toward the shadow of a girl which was growing smaller by the second in the unusually long hallway.
End POV
Youichi's POV (Italics are thoughts)
Crap. Where's nee-san? I wonder if she beat up that Hyuuga kid…its making me shudder just thinking about what she would do. When she gets pissed…believe me, she gets pissed. At our fourth birthday party…let's just say I got a bigger present then her, and, by the end of the party, she had ALL the presents…and I had none.
I walked silently into the hall, making a left, a right, another left, and I stopped in my tracks.
"What. The. Hell. Is going on...?"
End POV
Normal POV
Natsume had Mikan pinned against the wall, talking to her hooded face in a whisper, his breath tickling her skin.
Flashback
"Are you gonna apologize for what you just did to me, polka dots?" Natsume whispered in a low, yet seductive voice towards her masked face.
"Fuck. No." Mikan whispered while trying to break free from his tight grasp, failing since he was clearly stronger than her. She may have been trained in self-defense along with her twin brother, but this guy was strong.
"What's up with this girl…just a minute ago in the classroom she was yelling like crazy. It's like that hood of hers changes her personality completely."
"Why are you acting so differently, little girl?" He muttered out while nearing his face into hers. In a sense, it looked like they were making out because you couldn't see all of Natsume's face since it was being covered partially by his hood.
"What. The. Hell. Is going on...?" someone stammered out.
End Flashback
Natsume instinctively backed up away from her.
"What the hell is going on is a good question!" A female voice shrieked through the halls with a hint of anger, okay maybe not just a hint; let's say a hell of a lot of anger, in her voice.
Mikan groaned in her mind and, since she was against the wall, slid down to the ground. She was shocked. Completely shocked by what just transpired here. Her entire facade she tried to keep up for the past twelve years was falling apart. She recognized that snobby and bitchy voice. It was the Lunatics voice. Crap…
"Nothing…nothing at all." Natsume's calmly voiced out, slipping his hands into his pockets, attempting to maintain his I-don't-give-a-damn appearance.
Great. He decides to be all aloof now. That's really going to help. Knowing that bitch Luna, and her insane infatuation…wait, let me rephrase that, her extreme OBSESSION and stalking of Natsume 24/7, she was definitely going to find some way to ruin her, heh…if she can…
"UGH!" Luna shrieked once again while angrily stomping towards Mikan who was situated peacefully on the ground. "LISTEN HERE, SAKURA MIKAN" she began to yell as she approached the figure sitting with her back against the wall, "IF YOU DO ANYTHING TO MY PRECIOUS NATSUME AGAIN TO MAKE HIM DO THAT KIND OF CRAP TO YOU, I'LL PERSONALLY MAKE SURE MY DADDY FINDS A WAY TO RUIN YOUR LIFE. I'M THE HEIR TO THE THIRD RICHEST COMPANY IN JAPAN YOU KNOW?"
Upon hearing that last comment Natsume let out a smirk and laughed at Luna's awesome level of stupidity in his mind. "Tch." He simply said and walked around a nearby corner.
Also after hearing that last comment, she peered up at the blonde haired freak that was yelling at her. Wow, she really is that stupid to not realize that my company basically controls hers. We saved her freakin' business from dying. Oh, if that bitch even tries anything, I'm gonna KILL her business.
Mikan stood up, walked over to her brother, grabbed Youichi's shirts cuff, and dragged him out of the building.
At the Sakura Mansion
"Wow. Seriously, what's that chick's deal? She's so freakin' stupid!" Sumire exclaimed while waving her arms furiously in the air.
"I know! Why would she threaten someone who's clearly more powerful than her?" Anna and Nonoko retorted in unison.
"Well, uhm, you guys" Youichi started, "I don't think that idiots smart enough to realize that Sakura Mikan is Sakura Mikan…the one who'll inherit most of this company…"
"True…" they all replied synonymously.
"Hey, guys, just forget that bitch. We have bigger problems. What should I do now? At school she's definitely gonna do anything to ruin me…all my peace I've worked for will be shattered for sure!" Mikan complained.
"Well…why do you hide your face, really?" Hotaru quietly remarked from her own little corner, eating some crab roe and brains.
"…"
"You're seventeen already. Maybe you stop living this façade and find yourself a reliable boyfriend" She continued, taking a small bite of her crab.
"Oh c'mon Mi-chan!"
"Yeah! We can all go shopping this weekend and then you can go to school with your true self!"
"It would be so fun. I bet everyone would be stunned to see you!"
"C'mon Mi-chan, what do you say?"
The three girls stared anxiously at Mikan who seemed to have be in a quite pensive mood.
Suddenly, she stood up.
"OKAY! Let's do this!" Mikan yelled, waving one of her fists triumphantly in the air.
Youichi just sat near them, somewhat dumbfounded.
He regained his composure and then said, "Well, don't we have school tomorrow…if you guys go shopping on the weekend what would happen tomorrow."
Out of nowhere, the word 'BAKA' rang through the air. "Ba-ka."
"Weren't you paying attention in class?"
"Uh…actually, I was eavesdropping on nee-san's conversation and she was yelling really loud" he said nervously as he sweatdropped, hoping to avoid another encounter with the Baka Gun 7.1.
"YOU WERE WHAT!?" Mikan yelled, "WHAT'D YOU HEAR YOU LITTLE BRAT. OH MY GOD I'M GONNA KILL YOU."
'BAKA.'
"Shut up. You're too loud."
"Fine…I'm gonna get you later Youichi…" she grumbled while glaring at her brother.
"Their giving tomorrow off for the top twenty-five students in each A class because our school's number one in Japan, again." Hotaru simply stated, discarding her can somewhere on the floor on Mikan's bedroom, too lazy to find a trash can.
"EH! REALLY!?" Nonoko, Anna, Mikan, and Youichi chorused.
"Damn." Sumire muttered, glaring at Youichi.
Okay, Youichi wasn't the smartest in the class. But hey, neither was Sumire. The rankings for each of them are as follows:
Mikan – 1st rank in her class.
Hotaru—3rd rank in her class.
Anna & Nonoko—got same grades exactly and tied as 7th in their class.
Youichi—25th ranked because he forgets to do his homework all the time. He's actually really smart, just he doesn't remember all his assignments.
Sumire—26th rank in her class. She's smart enough to be in class A, but she's just not in the top 25.
Note: Their A class has about 117 students.
"UGH. DAMN YOU YOUICHI. IF YOU WEREN'T HERE, I'D BE RANKED 25th!" Sumire exclaimed, half complaining, half crying.
"Tch. Better luck next grading period." Youichi replied while sticking his tongue at her.
"Uhm, anyway, do you wanna go to the mall tomorrow then?" Anna and Nonoko chorused, sparkling eyes obvious present with the sheer amusement of the things they could buy at the mall.
"Hai!" Mikan said while smiling her genuinely beautiful smile.
Friday, 9AM
The neighbors were pleasantly surprised this morning. There was no screeching brunette complaining that she was late. For some of the neighbors, however, this was bad. Some had begun to rely on Mikan as their alarm clocks every morning.
From inside her room, she could hear tires screeching all around the neighborhood.
"Hm. I wonder what's wrong?" she said while smiling at herself in the mirror while brushing her hair.
"Wait a minute." She said, suddenly stopping her peaceful morning. "What time is it?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm LATE. ITS 9:10 ALREADY" she screeched while shooting down the stairs, shoving some fruit into her famished mouth.
"Wow, where is she. It's just like her to be late for everything…" Anna stated in a I-just-stated-the-overly-obvious tone.
"Yeah. At least we'll get to see her true personality again! She's not gonna hide under her hood today! She'll truly be our Mi-chan" she said while clasping her hands together and looking off into the sky, a sparkle in her eye.
They'd been waiting outside the mall since 9. In truth, Mikan wasn't that late, but the time they chose to meet at the mall was pretty early considering the fact that they wanted to get in a lot of shopping in before school let out and the mall became over-inundated with teenagers.
Even Youichi was here.
"Hey, baka. Why didn't you wake up Mikan before you left?" Hotaru asked, an annoyed expression on her stoic face while cocking her Baka Gun towards Youichi.
End POV
Mikan's POV (Italics are thoughts)
Shoot. Shoot. SHOOT. I'm always late! Ugh, move out of the way you stupid cars, let me through! UGH. I'll never make it to the mall!
[A/N: Imagine her overreacting in this scene. She probably just waited in traffic for two seconds before admitting she'll never make it to the mall.]
DAMMIT!!! STEP ON IT OLD MAN. MOVE OUT OF THE WAY OLD LADY.
…and before I knew it, I was at the mall! I was, oddly enough, greeted by my own brother rubbing what seemed to be a huge welt, on his head.
"Sorry I'm late you guys!"
"It's alright Mi-chan!" a somewhat deep male voice commented.
Oh, I didn't know Ruka was coming with us today.
"Oh! Hi Ruka-kun! I didn't know you were so into shopping with us." She brightly teased while poking him cutely with her pointer finger, "you're so lucky Hotaru, he like follows you around everywhere!"
Sigh. Hotaru's right. Maybe it is time for me to find a good boyfriend. Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to try, Because hey, everyday I've had so far has been completely unpredictably shocking, but maybe today won't be as bad!
"So, what are you doing here Ruka-kun?" Anna said in a teasing voice. "Yeah, do you wanna see your girlfriend here try on clothes" Nonoko continued while Ruka began blushing tomato red.
"Sha-Shut up!" Ruka answered. "I was supposed to spend the day with-"
He was cut off by the roar of a loud engine driving casually us standing in front of the mall.
Yeah, when I said my day was going to be unpredictable, I never would have anticipated this.
He was the last person I would want to see right about now. He's the fuel behind all these problems I'm facing. I quickly turned around, avoiding his gaze, hoping he wouldn't see my face.
But, whenever I thought about what he might do as I heard him exit his vehicle and walk towards us, it made me think of the awkward position he put me in yesterday, and I blushed unconsciously.
End POV
Hotaru's POV
Hm. Does she really think I didn't see that blush? Something must have happened between her and Hyuuga over there. Well, well, maybe you already have a willing admirer Mikan. I am shocked that it is Hyuuga, but hey, maybe this could work.
End POV
Ruka's POV
"-Natsume." I finished my sentence from a while ago. You see…
"My phone rang last night at about 8PM, right after I finished dinner. The name flashing on the screen was Hotaru. She asked me what I was doing tomorrow since we had the day off and other questions and, finally, asked me to accompany her to mall. At first, I thought…no. But then she told me that Mi-chan here would be revealing herself to school next week and would be shopping for her new look today. I wasn't willing to let a chance to see Mikan truly herself again! So I agreed to tag along." … "and NOT because I want to see my girlfriend here change into different outfits!"
"Uhm, that still doesn't explain while Natsume's here…" Anna and Nonoko replied in unison.
"Oh, I was getting to that. Yesterday, right after I finished talking with Hotaru, Natsume called and asked if I wanted to hang out tomorrow. I told him I already had plans and he asked what they were. I just told him that I was going with you guys to the mall tomorrow. He told me, of course, to ditch you guys and go with him. But then I started talking about what we were doing to help Mi-"
"That's enough Ruka," Natsume said while covering a struggling Ruka's mouth, blushing slightly.
End POV
Natsume's POV (Italics are thoughts)
Shit. He almost told them that the reason I came here was because Mikan was going to be here. Ugh. That would have been so embarrassing.
End POV
Normal POV
"NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!?!?!?" Mikan suddenly started yelling.
At the front of the mall, there was a guy…a really hot guy, about to walk in. Girls were surrounding him and ogling him.
Upon hearing the loud scream he turned around and exclaimed, "Mi-chan!? What are you doing here!?"
She immediately freaked out and ran towards the handsome, young blue/black-haired man with a star tattoo near his left eye, burying him in a hug and knocking him over, landing in an awkward position on top of him, still hugging him. Obviously enjoyment was evident in her eyes. In Tsubasa's, however, you could see pure joy and a little bit of surprise meeting his old friend here of all places, and, on a weekday. Tsubasa smiled kindly towards Mikan.
"TSUBASA-KUN!" she said, still in the weird position by the way. "Where've you been? It's been so long since you've been back in Japan!"
"Well," he said in his deep, enthralling voice, "I just got back on the plane last night from Paris." He continued while smiling pleasantly towards Mikan. He swiftly gave her a peck on the forehead and helped her stand up.
She immediately blushed, obviously not completely surprised by Tsubasa's actions seeing as he had done that before, but still a little shocked.
Natsume stood frozen in his place. Damn, he thought, who the fuck is that? Jealousy slowly took over him and, in a fit of rage, anger, and jealously felt the need to pummel that guy she was hugging to a pulp, even if he doesn't know who it is. He stuck his hands in his pockets and walked towards the two hugging and talking animatedly. Ruka, Hotaru, Anna, Nonoko, and Youichi walked and followed the attractive guy in front of them who was, obviously, shooting daggers towards Tsubasa.
This girl, he thought, she's so different, and she never fails to amaze me. I don't know why I feel so weird when she's hugging another guy…not like she's hugged me before, but it just makes my blood boil. I am completely shocked.
"Hey man, w'sup?" Youichi said with a faint smile carved onto his usually stoic face, breaking the silence when they reached Mikan and Tsubasa.
End POV
End Chapter
[A/N: Sorry if it seems like Natsume's OOC here. It's just, he's not actually saying any of the things he thinks about, and so, technically his personalities still superficially the same. His inner thoughts are, however, counterintuitive when comparing them to how he superficially appears since he, has grown older, so I feel that he has to have matured some more and grown softer after having small arguments with Mikan ever since he was five—they were his source of enjoyment. And yes, I've mentioned before that he has small arguments with her. Gosh.]
[A/N: I guess for the next chapter their will be some more NxM moments…:P.]
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