Mystery: I'M BAAAACCCK! I'm SO sorry for such a late update! I had a TON of homework! And I have to bring my grades up! SO YEAH. IT HAS BEEN CHAOS! XD Now READ. . OH YEAH and I also changed the description of Mikan's tattoo!

I do not own Gakuen Alice

Chapter 2

Natsume's POV

"Natsume!"

My eyes snap open, and I bolt straight up from my bed – nearly head-butting my dad's huge head that was hovering above mine. Of course, it wouldn't hurt to knock a few brain cells into my utterly brainless father's head.

"What do you want?" I growled. A normal person would've screamed in terror and run away by now. Evidently, my father is not a normal person, as I already established. Instead of being terrorized, he was grinning from ear to ear like a crazy person. Part of me is wondering how he became king. The other part is slightly scared of why he's grinning like an idiot.

"WHY, I just wanted to see my LOVELY son in the morning!" he squealed, clearly emphasizing the 'Lovely'.

"Lovely, my BUTT!"

"Yes, your butt is quite lovely."

"…" That idiot…

"Why are you looking at me like that, Natsume? Have you finally realized how awesome your father is?"

"… Out. Of. Room," I hissed.

"Oh dear! Natsume is emitting a dangerous dark aura. Better go now! Tootles!" With that, he made a beeline out my room, and slammed the door.

I heaved a sigh and got off my bed, slowly making my way to the bathroom. I splashed water on my face to try to forget that irritating morning incident. My sleeve slid down, revealing a tattoo of a gold dragon circling a flaming yin and yang symbol(see new cover picture! 1/26/13 Rate the tattoo please).

That's right; I've got the Mark of Fate. The only people who know about it are my parents, my little sister, and my best friend. My fate is tied with some other girl (hopefully) on this planet (HOPEFULLY). The Mark of Fate is a tattoo some people are born with. It's supposed to help you find your soul mate, the one other person in the world that has the same tattoo as you. No two pairs have the same tattoo. At least, that hasn't happened yet. But there is always a first for everything, right?

I quickly slip on a random outfit and put on a single black leather glove to cover my tattoo. Then, I proceeded to kick open the door, and jump off the railings, and land on my feet like a cat in front of the castle doors. Of course, I also kicked open the giant wooden door to get out of the suffocating castle where I was prince and heir, and headed towards the town.

It wasn't like I exactly hated the idea of being heir. I just didn't like having to sit through hours and hours of boring meetings, sign papers that I don't even read, or go to pointless marriage meetings to meet Barbies – wait sorry, I meant princesses. I refused all the "princesses" at those meetings, because they weren't her; the mysterious girl I met ten years ago.

Flashback

I walked through the snow covered forest that surrounded the castle walls. Being only five years old, I technically wasn't allowed to wander alone in the forest. But did I care? No… not really.

I didn't know where I was going. I just wanted to escape the castle. And so, I just walked aimlessly. Suddenly, I heard the rustling of leaves behind me, and I quickly whirled around, summoning a ball of fire in my hand. Silently, I snuck over to the bush, and lit a branch on fire. The fire burned through easily, slowly consuming the entire plant. Then, someone splashed freezing cold water on it, drenchingme and the plant.

I slowly turned around to see a little girl about my age. She had brunette hair tied up in to pigtails, and a scowl on her face. But that wasn't what caught my attention. No, it was her eyes. Those innocent hazel eyes that just about bore into my soul. They were beautiful; honey-brown with specks of dark green.

"Are you trying to burn down the forest?" she asked.

"Now why would I do that?" I had said.

"Because you're an idiot?"

"At least I don't pour ice-cold water on strangers," I watched in amusement as her face got redder by the second until I swore I saw smoke coming out of her ears.

"Hmph!" she said. She spun around swiftly. Of course, she was wearing a skirt, and OF COURSE, I got FULL VIEW – if you know what I mean.

"Hey Polka-Dots, at least tell me your name."

"'Polka-Dots'? Isn't that my…" A look of realization and shock worked its way onto her face. "Why you little PERVERT!"

"It's not my fault. Who wears a skirt in the middle of winter, anyway?" I said. "Not to mention a really short skirt."

"I'm going to DUNK YOU IN THE RIVER!" she yelled. Suddenly, I heard footsteps.

"I think I heard her! Over there!" someone yelled.

"Uh-oh…" she muttered. She looked around at the snow covered trees. Seemingly satisfied, she grabbed my hand and ran towards a tall tree to our left.

"What are you –"

"SHH! Do you want to be found?!" she hissed. She found a thick branch and began climbing. I followed suit, since I had no other choice.

"Who are these people?" I whispered. They were now directly below us, but none of them looked up.

"Bad people. Father calls them AAO."

"And what is THAT?"

"Anti-Alice Organization. They are against the rule of Alices, but they are Alices themselves. At least, most of them are."

"Why are they afteryou?"

"How should I know? Oh good, they're leaving. Well, I have to go now you pervert. I'll see you around," she said. She jumped gracefully off the branch and disappeared. And then she was gone.

Flashback End

And so here I am, reliving my memories of that hazel-eyed brunette. I hear the busy streets of the town ahead of me, so I know I'm close to Central Town. Central Town is the ultimate shopping center. The Hyuuga Kingdom is famous for it. All the things made there are made by Alices.

My sister loves it here, but being a princess, mom won't let her come as often. Aoi, my sister, is one of the only princesses in this world that I don't hate. She doesn't dress up like a Barbie doll like the others. Instead, she jumps around like a hyperactive chipmunk. Well, if you think about it, it's actually better than being a dress up doll.

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Mikan's POV

"You know, if you sleep with your face on the book, your face will eventually get stuck like that."

"Huh?" I said. I lifted my head slowly from my book that I was reading late last night. Turning my head a little with my stiff neck, I see my dad, Narumi, standing next to me in a pink frilly dress.

"DADDY!" I squealed, and jumped into his arms. Dad was almost never home. His job required him to work late. What does he do for a living? Why, he rules The Underworld of course.

The Underworld is an underground city directly below the Hyuuga, Yukihira, and some other minor kingdoms. It is a place free of war and bloodshed; like a safe haven for the thousands of people who live there. The catch? The only people who know about it are all assassins, mercenaries, thieves, gang members, or spies. But, the people there were mostly good. They didn't hurt the innocent, and only stole from the poor and killed the evil. Father is the king of the Underground. He may not seem like it with his feminine outfits and care-free attitude, but he is powerful and respected by everyone in the Underground.

And I, Mikan Sakura, is the leader of the most feared and respected Underground gang; The Sakura Petal. My gang is made up of the most elite thieves, assassins, spies, and other things that would get you arrested - if we were caught, which we never were. If we did, we would just wait for one of us to break us out of prison. There are only six of us in the gang. Despite what we do for a living, we are all good people and only steal from the rich. Kind of reminds me of this guy Hotaru told me about. Was his name Robertson? Robinson? Maybe it was Roberthood… No, that just sounds weird.

"Good morning Mikan-chan!" Narumi said. "I was just going to go to Central Town! Want to go with me?"

"Of course!" I shouted happily. I swung open my closet doors and grabbed a random outfit, then ran into my bathroom and quickly got ready. In the midst of straightening the long sleeve midnight blue shirt I put on, I stared at my tattoo. It was a imprint of a gold dragon circling a flaming yin and yang symbol.

It has been with me since as long as I could remember. Narumi told me long ago that this tattoo was the Mark of Fate. It meant that my fate has already been tied with some other person in this world.

I sometimes daydream about who the mysterious person with the same tattoo as mine is. I've always dreamed of him as princely. Someone who would buy me Howalons every day...

I sighed, and wrapped my hand in a white silk cloth to cover the tattoo. Well, to Central Town it is. Of course, my life isn't that simple, and the moment I opened my bathroom door, I heard a ear-piercing scream.

Chapter End.

Mystery: Muahahahaha! Cliff Hanger! XD Can YOU predict what will happen? Perhaps something happened to Narumi? O.o YOU WILL NEVER KNOW! MUHAHAHAHA! Jk. Just wait for the next update. Which will be in… oh… ten, fifteen YEARS… JK.

Mikan: dot dot dot Read and Review?

Natsume: You're not supposed to actually say "dot dot dot" idiot.

Mikan: Pfft! I knew that!

Natsume: O.o

Mystery: *facepalms*