Studies before love.

I disclaim Gakuen Alice ;

"Mikan, Mikan, Mikan," Natsume drawled lazily as he tapped his pen staring at the board. "What would I do without you?"

"Study, I suppose." She said without missing a beat, like she had already contemplated about it. She tilted her head towards him as her eyes met with his and she smiled. "I guess it's a good thing."

Natsume frowned, not enjoying her sorrowful humor, like she was dying. "You're not dying are you?" he muttered.

She giggled, at his question and shook her head in response. "Not even close."

"Married?"

"God Natsume, that's as close to dying you can get."

He grinned, and ruffled her head until she groaned in distaste of the affection.

"So," the class teacher started again, clearly annoyed. "When you two are done making out, can we please get on with the lesson?"

There was a short burst of giggles in the classroom until it was silenced completely and soon, all that was heard was pens scribbling against the paper.

Until Natsume broke the silence. "Were you jealous, sir?" He said and as though the classmates had expected the sudden comment, there was more enclosed giggles and now groans, to those who really didn't give a flying flop about who was making out with who.

The teacher, amused, but annoyed none the less glared at Natsume. "If that's what makes you study, then so be it."

"That's okay, I have nothing against you being jealous, I know what effect I have on peo-"

And swiftly – almost ninja-ly – the back of Natsume's head connected to the front of Mikan's hand.

"Oh, what a charmer you are really, but I think the teacher is hinting to get back to study. You know, quarters?" She says warning Natsume not to intervene with their newly developed catchphrase.

"Hinting？" Yuu – the class president – growled pushing his glasses up obnoxiously towards the duo before absorbing himself back to the essay he was currently writing.

"Yeah, you know what that means right?" Natsume said sardonically, not happy he was making the situation worse, He pulled his attention towards the teacher. "Right sir, I will stop discussing with you about how making out with Mikan Sakura is making you jea – " Natsume stared at the writing on his paper and a smile flashed across his face like wild fire. "I friggin' love essays!" He yelled loudly before picking up his pen and scrawling madly across the page, causing confusion to the whole class for the rest of the lesson.

The class was silent, and Mikan chuckled lightly before heading back to her essay finishing it in due time – just like she promised – so they both can go on a date somewhere after school.

"What movie shall we watch or dearest date, of mine?" Natsume said happily, in a sarcastic tone.

Mikan laughed as they walked through the town square, as she smiled at him. "This isn't the first time we went to watch a movie," she drawled playfully, "so why are you excited?"

"It's a date." He said seriously. "The Mikan Sakura, study nerd – talent quest winner – is on a date with The Natsume Hyuuga." He smirked obnoxiously, "This is definitely something to boast about."

"Ego inflated loser, the talent quest hasn't even started and you're already predicting a win?" Mikan snorted at Natsume's confidence in her. "If I do lose, there's not much to boast about, is there?"

"Yes there is," Natsume said seriously. "Because it's you."

"Right." She mutters ducking her head to hide the blood rushing up to her cheeks.

"You really think there's a fan club of you for nothing?" He said curiously before reaching down and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and Mikan felt her heart almost lunge out of her chest, and she considered suing this guy for attempted murder.

"Maybe they're predicting my win for the talent quest too."

Natsume snorted. "Right, and suddenly it's alright for the fan club to predict your win but it's not okay for me."

Mikan chortled, "Oh suck it up big man."

Natsume took a popcorn chucked it at her, quite immaturely before the movie began. "Seriously, who's the man here?"

"Are you saying your not man enough in comparison to me?"

"I'm more implying that you're way too man."

"But manlier than you nonetheless."

"Shuttup Mikan, the movie's starting." Natsume hissed turning his attention to screen, and Mikan just knew she had kicked his ass in the argument.

"Choppppppped, choppppppppped," she whispered in his ear before chuckling madly and throwing a popcorn in her mouth ungracefully.

Natsume stared at her in incredulity before rolling his eyes and chucking popcorn at her. "Immature brat." He mutters before a chorus of 'shhh's shuts the couple up.

"At least I'm a man."

"I don't know why you're proud of that."

"Shut up,"The man behind them hisses angrily.

"Shutting." They both chorused.

Yes I'm quite the person who rathers humour over a hell lot of description and drama. Simpleton.

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