Hello! I'm back! (not that it matters.) First of all, I want to thank you all for the reviews, they were very encouraging! I would like to apologize for the late update, I accidentally deleted the completed document (chapter 2), so I had to start from scratch all over again. Sorry I kept you waiting! Oh yeah, and I was too lazy to re-read it again...so there might be a ton of mistakes.

Warning: Some characters are extremely OOC. Don't go on if you are not in favour of OOC-ness.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Gakuen Alice. If only I did. But I don't, so that's that.

Mikan's batch: 15 years old

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Chapter 2

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Mikan's POV

Humph! How dare Natsume-kun tease me! O-kay, he had done it many times before, but this was in front of the entire Central Town! Trying to imagine how embarrassing that was.

Extremely humiliating.

I brushed away several droplets of crystalline tears that were swimming about in my eyes. Why was I crying? Why?

Stop it this instant, Mikan, I admonished myself. There is no point wasting tears on that hentai. Baka! Baka Natsume! Baka! BAKA! I screamed inwardly.

Baka…

I sniffed and raised a smudgy hand to wipe off any remaining tears. I am not going to cry anymore. Not for him anyway.

Humiliation slowly but surely gave way to anger. I could almost feel the heat up my face. Now all I see is a curtain of red.

Revenge. That was the only thing that made sense in my mind at the moment. Hyuuga Natsume…you'll pay for insulting me today! With that I stomped towards the yellow bus and boarded it to return to Gakuen Alice.

Oh yes, you'll pay very dearly indeed. I'll make you pay for what you did to me!

….

A drop of guilt mixed with the feeling of triumph Natsume was feeling now. Sure, he and Mikan were quits now since she had told on him after he teased her, but what was there to gain? Nothing. He had hurt her feelings badly for nothing.

But she did hurt your feelings, a voice reasoned with him.

I hurt hers first!

She did get back at you though.

Natsume groaned. What am I going to do now?

Trying watching your surroundings for starters. Natsume grumbled but complied.

Darn it! I went in the wrong direction! He groaned inwardly. Guess I have to go back to the academy by jumping from tree to tree. Reaching out for a branch, he pulled himself into the tree and started leaping from one tree to another.

Good thing I'm skilled at climbing trees. Now time to plan my revenge on polka dots. Can't let her have the upper hand.

….

Mikan huffed as she landed on her bed, a stack of books and magazines in her hands. These should be enough. Grabbing the topmost book from the huge pile, she hugged her pillow and started to flip through the pages.

"Hm…nothing new here," she murmured nonchalantly. "Next…" She took a random book and glanced at the title. The Weekly Fashion Designs, it was called. Mikan grinned and opened the book. An evil smile grew on her face as she picked out the most interesting designs. Oh yes, revenge was brewing within her. Sweet revenge.

"Ah, the perfect ones," she sighed, tearing out several sections of the magazine. "Now to order them. I'll get them tomorrow since it will be a Sunday." Ah Natsume, you are going to get such a shock when we resume school on Monday. Giggling softly to herself, she got up, brushed her clothes and went to make some telephone calls.

….

"Ohayo go-g-go…" Yuu said, stuttering when he saw the girl before him. Mikan giggled, ignoring the fact that she was being ogled at by most of the boys in the room. She wore a tight blue blouse that showed off her curves with a mini skirt that barely covered her thighs, showing off her thin legs. Black boots hugged her calves.

The girl giggled and threw her head back. Her brown hair came loose of their bands and cascaded down around her shoulders and reaching down to her elbows. Several boys drooled at the sight of that.

"Ohayo Yuu-san," she said, batting her eyelids flirtatiously. Yuu gulped and tried to back away. "Lost your tongue today?"

No answer. Mikan giggled some more and walked towards her seat, her skirt swishing about in rhythm with her steps. "Ohayo Hotaru." She made no move to hug her though. Hotaru barely acknowledged her presence, gracing her only with a small smile that was barely there. Mikan seemed satisfied with it and sat down beside Natsume.

The boy did not even spare her a glance. He buried himself in his manga instead. On the other hand, Ruka was staring at Mikan, trying very hard to tear his eyes away from her enticingly attractive body. His mouth was agape. The rabbit he carried along with him shook its head. One of its snow-white ears stuck itself into his mouth, tickling Ruka's lips. Ruka clamped his mouth shut at once, his rabbit's ear still stuck inside. It shook its head in annoyance and pulled its ear out. It then caressed its slightly damp ear gently with its paws.

"Gomen," Ruka apologized. He rubbed the rabbit's ears. It seemed contented and pushed its head against the boy's fingers, its soft green eyes sparkling. "But Mikan…are you Mikan?"

The brunette turned to face him, a cute pout on her lips. Ruka instantly blushed a deep shade of red. "Don't you recognize me anymore Ruka?" she asked playfully. He started to sweat, beads of perspiration dripping down onto the shirt he was wearing.

"Well…iie."

"Nani? You don't recognize me?" she asked sadly, her lower lip trembling.

"I-Iie! It's j-just -" a flustered Ruka blabbered. One glare from Natsume silenced him immediately.

"Keep quiet. I want to read. There is nothing interesting in polka dots anyway."

"Arigato Natsume," Mikan interjected sweetly, reaching out to touch his arm. Natsume blushed and pulled away.

"Stay off me."

"Hai Natsume-kun!"

Natsume grumbled and returned to his manga, leaving Ruka to continue gaping at the new Mikan. She was…beautiful. She appeared more mature without her hair up in pigtails. Not to mention her new choice of clothes. It was, er….

Narumi-sensei entered the room just then. He waved jovially to the class. "Ohayo mina san!" His gaze fell on Mikan then. Like everyone else in the room (except for Hotaru and Natsume), he stared disbelievingly at the girl. "M-Mikan-chan, is that you?"

"Hai Narumi sensei."

"But what -" he looked at Natsume who was immersed in his comic book and back to Mikan again. She smiled innocently at him. One more glance at a fuming Natsume told the teacher everything he needed to know. "Ah." Young love.

Narumi-sensei clapped his hands together to gain the attention of the class. "Ikuyo, let's start today's lesson, shall we?" he said with a glint in his eye. "Ah, Mikan-chan, please come forward and solve this…"

….(after the lesson)

Natsume leaned his back casually against the sturdy trunk of the sakura tree. His mind was filled with thoughts of a certain brunette. Was she that determined to have her revenge to the point she would do anything to achieve it? By the looks of it, yes.

Well, if she wants revenge, it will not be one-sided. He wanted revenge, too. Natsume grunted and lifted himself up into the secure branches of the tree.

I'll just take a short rest.

….(The next day)

"Ohayo M-Mikan-chan," Yuu greeted awkwardly. This new Mikan was rather hard to adjust to. Mikan nodded and started to sit down. That was when it happened.

Natsume strolled confidently into the room, accompanied by Nogi Ruka and a few dozen fangirls. Nothing special there. Fangirls trailed those two hot boys everywhere they went.

Here was the catch. Instead of shooting them a death glare, Natsume turned around and blew a kiss at them! Mikan stared hard at him. Was he sick? Had he come down with a fever that sent his brain haywire or something? Because Natsume never acted like that. His fangirls did not care. They swooned and gasped happily.

Idiots, Mikan found herself thinking. Going bonkers over Natsume… She still felt a blush creeping up her cheeks though. She had to admit, he was dashingly handsome.

"Hey Sumire," Natsume said softly. Kami-sama, I'm going to hate this. He leaned his elbows casually on her desk. He could practically feel Sumire shaking with excitement and had to suppress a snort. She was such a … Whatever. First things first. "Wanna go out with me?"

Sumire almost fainted. "N-Nani?" she gasped, her eyes sparkling. Natsume really wanted to set her hair on fire. Why is this girl overreacting? Heck, he was just asking her out. Not that he would be enjoying it…it was just that this time, polka dots has gone too far.

"Wanna go out with me?"

Ruka was gaping at Natsume's attitude, and that irked him even more. So what if he acted a little different once in a while?

What he did not know was that he had unknowingly opened the gates to eager fangirls to come and drown him in their midst. Oh Natsume, you are going to regret what you did once you realize this, ne?

"Yes!" Sumire yelled happily, taking his hand in hers. Natsume really wanted to pull away. He nearly did, and he would have if not for Sumire's tight grip.

"Very well then," he said, faking a happy grin. "Meet me outside after class." Eurgh…this is going to suck.

A certain brunette watched this exchange with growing envy. So what if she did not like Natsume? It still gave her a right to feel jealous, right?

Wait, why was she jealous? He can flirt with all the girls he wants. I don't care, Mikan thought with a sinking heart. He really is taking extreme measures just to get back at me.

Meanwhile, Ruka gaped at his friend's odd behaviour, trying his very best to comprehend the fact that Natsume just asked Shouda out. On a date. People change with time, I guess, he thought with a sweatdrop.

….

The bell rang for lunch. The students streamed out of the room thankfully, all chattering animatedly. As promised, Natsume was waiting for Sumire, leaning against the white wall of the corridor. Many of the girls shot Sumire envious glares. She ignored them all and hooked her arm around Natsume's. He watched it warily but did not make any move to shake it off. Sumire appeared pleased and tightened her grip on his arm. He winced. Boy, this girl has a strong grip!

"Let's go," he said abruptly, steering her away from the crowd of students. She followed willingly.

"Nyah," she said as she stuck out her tongue at a very, very shocked Mikan. Sumire cackled like a witch and skipped away after Natsume.

Mikan simply stood there, allowing herself to be jostled about by other students. She didn't care. Her blank brown eyes lingered on the space where Natsume stood earlier.

Oh, Natsume. Her heart had shattered at the moment he had allowed Sumire to hold his hand. The insult Sumire threw meant nothing in comparison to that. It was like comparing an ant to the size of an elephant, Sumire's insult being the ant and the latter represented by the elephant.

"Hey, Mikan-chan," a boy said gently as he tapped her shoulder. She started and fell backwards.

"Wh…ahhh!" she exclaimed, her arms flailing madly, trying to get a hold on something to stop her fall. "Oof!"

Mikan opened her eyes timidly. Brown eyes met dazzling, eccentric blue ones as she stared into her saviour's eyes.

"A-Ari…arigato," she faltered.

"You are welcome," he replied with a smile. "Try not to start next time okay? I might not be there to catch you."

She giggled childishly and removed his hands from her waist. Well, if Natsume wanted to play that way, she could too.

"H-Hai. Oh, how silly of me! I don't even know your name!"

"My name? It is Kazuhiko Ryuki."

"Ooh, how cute! And how did you know my name anyway?" Mikan said playfully. If Natsume is acting like a jerk, I shall too! She thought childishly. No way was she going to back away from his silent challenge! Absolutely no way! Not when he had successfully torn her heart away like that…

"You are very popular you know. It is a piece of cake to find out your name, oh dazzling beauty," he said romantically. Any other girl would be charmed by his sweet words, but Mikan did not waver because her heart was already set on one person, and that was Hyuuga N- hey! My heart does NOT belong to Natsume! He's a brat! Mikan thought vehemently.

"No way! Me, popular? I am just a single star student!"

"Your ranking does not affect your popularity, Mikan-chan."

"Oh yes it does. I have proof," she retorted adamantly, folding her arms across her chest.

"And where is the proof?"

"I'll show you when the opportunity arises. For now, shall we go to the canteen? I'm starving."

"Allow me to escort you, my dear."

Mikan cringed inwardly but mustered a smile. "Do shite, arigato Kazuhiko-san."

"You are welcome. By the way, just call me Ryuki. Come on, it is best not to go hungry."

"Hai R-Ryuki-kun." Hating herself mentally, she hooked an arm over one of his arms. He appeared surprised but chose to remain silent. "Let's go now, shall we?" she whispered huskily. The latter was dumbfounded. Among all the rumours spread around the school regarding Sakura Mikan, they had never said anything about her being…what was the word? Seductive. Being Natsume's girl? Yes. A klutz? Definitely. But seductive? Nope.

"Well? Are we going, or are you going to let me starve to death here?" she said with a pout.

"Ikuyo!"

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of angry crimson eyes followed their every move…

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Argh! No, no, no, NO! I did NOT pair Natsume up with Sumire! Argh! Eww! Gross! –glares at myself (if it is possible)- I hate myself.

No worries, their, er, 'relationship' will NOT last. I, as the author of this useless piece of fan fiction, will absolutely NOT allow it. Natsume belongs to Mikan alone, and vice versa. Hehe.

So, uh, review? If you're not too angry, that is…I won't be surprised if I receive a flame or two. Well…I allow it this time, simply because I hate this chapter too, but it was essential ( T.T )…I promise you again, this will NOT last!

Waaah! I hate myself, I hate myself, I HATE myself…