Normal POV
It was raining.
The rain came down hard, and continued for a week.
The class of 2B didn't mind the rain. In fact, it suited their mood just perfectly. It seemed as if the sky itself was crying for the loss of Mikan.
It had been 2 weeks since the disappearance of Mikan, and with no news of her whereabouts, the class filled with and air of helplessness and emptiness as members of 2B thought of the little brunette.
Three members of the class were particularly down and in a bad mood. The air of gloom and doom that surrounded Hotaru, Ruka and Natsume was suffocating. Nobody could even get near them without placing themselves at risk of being shot by the latest 4.3 baka gun, attacked by a bunch of ferocious lions, or getting 3rd-degree burns from Natusme.
No one felt like doing anywork, and it drove the teachers crazy when the class would just sit at their desks and stone at the teacher. However, today there was a new student being introduced to the class.
"Good Morning my wonderful students! I have some good news today!" Narumi squealed, as he entered the classroom, ignoring the gloomy atmosphere.
Several students looked up, hoping in vain that the new student was Mikan, but to no avail.
"Alright everybody! This is Luna-chan! I hope all of you treat her well!" Narumi said before he danced out of the classroom, leaving the class the stare at Luna as if she was some four eyed freak.
Luna scanned the class, deeming them to be the biggest bunch of unattractive morons she had ever encountered. Then her eyes reached the likes of Natsume, then Ruka and finally Hotaru. Her eyes lit up. She knew who she was going to hang out with now. And if things went according to plan, that delicious looking guy with the crimson eyes would soon be head over heels for her and do her every bidding.
She sauntered over to Natsume's group, and battered her eyelashes (what she thought was one of her sexiest and signature gestures) at Natsume while introducing herself.
"Hey there sexy, my name's Luna Koizumi, but you can just call me Lu-na Chan! And hello to you bunny boy, and purple gal, I love your hair btw. It seems that you guys are the only ones worthy of my attention in this class, everyone else seems to be such poor filth compared to us. Wouldn't you guys agree?"
The class gaped at Luna's audacity to say such things in front of the whole class, and the entire class erupts into murmurs. Hotaru and Ruka, on the other hand, simply stared at her before waiting for Natsume to reply, knowing that he's the one Luna cares for only.
"Who the fuck do you think you are bitch."
The cold, calm statement caused an unnatural quiet to ovrecome the class. The silence was deafening, and the tension so thick that a knife could cut it.
Luna, on the other hand, took no notice of it. She was used to it, all these sexy guys thinking they are the top of the world before she comes and breaks them to her command. She smiled, slightly amused at how harsh this one was, especially with this being their first meeting.
"I said, my name's Luna Koizumi, but you can just call me Lu-na Cha-"
"Begone. I don't want to see one lousy rich bitch insult this class."
Natsume cut her off, stood up and left the classroom, with Ruka and Hotaru trailing after.
The class was left with the triumphant feeling of victory as they watched Natsume and co leave. Luna, however, was not. She was not in the least impressed with what had transpired. However, she knew, as she, too, watched them leave, that Natsume was a rare gem, an extremely rare gem indeed.
And there wasn't a single person in her hometown that didn't know how much Luna Koizumi loved rare gems.
3 months later…
Mikan's POV
"Focus Sakura. Meditation will help you further understand your ring's power and enable you to use it better. Right now your use of the rings power is pathetic."
There was no doubt about it, Mikan thought. Persona was in one of his pissy moods. It was as if someone had shoved the metal pipe that was already stuck in his ass even further up his asshole.
It had been 4 months since she left the academy, and in her mind, she had made tremendous progress with the Violet Iolite ring. She had taken to calling it V.I during her meditations with the ring, and the 2 of them, (the ring and her) had formed a special sort of bond with each other.
Persona was the only one that thought her progress was insufficient, was a huge let down and delay in their plans to take down the academy. So far, it seemed as if she had no right to take part in his strategy planning and was only expected to train, train, and train.
Seriously, did the man even know how hard it was to start communicating with V.I was in the first place? She had no idea how to start and even building a relationship and persuading the ring to lend its power to her took a good 3 out of the 4 months spent already.
Now, things were progressing much quicker. It was easier to draw out power from the ring. V.I was much more responsive, and she just knew it, after a few more months of training, she would have V.I fully mastered.
"Persona?" she enquired.
The man gave her a glare to try to remind her that she was supposed to be meditating with her ring, not talking.
"Persona, I think you can arrange for us to strike 6 months from now. I'll be ready by then." She stated.
He lifted an eyebrow at her rather bold proclamation.
"Sakura. You took 4 long and tiresome months to reach the level you're at now. What makes you think you can fully master the Violet Iolite in 6?" he replied in a bored drawl.
"I will decide when you ready and when to start planning. All you need to do is focus on training instead of telling me half assed ideas like that." And with that, he strode out of the training room and disappeared from sight.
Mikan fumed silently, and felt a gentle probe at her mind from V.I. She was worried about Mikan's sudden change in mood was trying to find out the problem.
"Don't worry master! We'll take down the academy, no problem! I'll show you how to maintain your new form later tonight. For now, just ignore that arrogant prick."
Mikan let out a small smile. It was rare that V.I would speak to her, usually only happening when V.I is extremely pissed or very concerned for her. She nodded in agreement before emptying her mind and meditating.
2 months later..
Back at the academy..
Rumours about Luna had spread all over school by break time. No one could believe that a person, a girl no less, was unaffected by Natsume's glares and threats. Not to mention the occasionally baka gun being put to use.
Luna was in an incredibly happy mood. Not only had she managed to transfer to all of Natsume's classes, she had suckered the useless teachers in this school to allow her to sit next to him in each class, and assign her a special star room right next to Natsume. She was in seventh heaven!
Natsume was in a bad mood. A bad, bad mood. First Mikan disappears. Then, this annoying bitch Luna comes and sticks to him, literally, like super glue. This was by far the worst fan girl in history. He could tell that Luna was used to getting ther way, but surely this was just simply going overboard.
He had walked out of class and towards the Sakura tree for some peace, which unfortunately only lasted for half an hour. Once classes were out, he heard it. The death siren, he now calls. It was loud, it was high pitched, and his literally reeked of bitchiness. And the only name ever uttered from that voice was his.
Right this moment, he was hiding away in the Northern forest, in hopes that the beasts and Mr. Bear would keep out the witch. Ruka and Hotaru had left him to go research more on Mikan's whereabouts since the kidnapping, and he really didn't have much to do, what with Persona being missing and all.
He sighed. It had been 6 months since Mikan had disappeared. Not a day had passed without him wondering where on earth his little sunshine was. But depressed as he was, he knew that Mikan would have wanted him to keep going to classes and interacting with at least Hotaru and Ruka, and that was what he was trying to do.
But it was hard.
Very hard.
He drifted of to sleep, finally attaining some peace with one last thought
"Oh Mikan, where are you?"
