Summary: Her goal was only about the money. That was it and nothing else. She made a rule that she'll never love a customer and that they shouldn't love her back until he came around and things started going mad. Now why is he so determined to break that rule?

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Life of a Teenage Prostitute
Chapter Three: Getting Jealous


After two hours of the freakin' so-called detention I had with Mr. Persona whom I should call, Piranha, I kept running and running to the gate of the school only to see Natsume looking so annoyed. I'm so in trouble. I was also sweating and my lower abdomen was still in great pain after what just happened. For some people---like me---they would call this rape. But actually, no. Although I was reluctant to agree, it still wouldn't be called rape. Why? Well for instance, I had agreed, right? Even though I hated to do it, I still agreed. Besides that, who the hell would believe me? As if everyone had the impression that I was a person they could really trust. Ugh.

Leaning against the door of his car while crossing his arms, he walked towards me and pulled my wrist. I knew that I was already in great trouble! "Where the hell were you?" He asked, utterly serious as his eyes showed annoyance and a little bit of fury. "Do you know that I've been waiting here for at least two hours and thirty minutes? I've asked people around if they've seen you and they said you were in detention. I thought I told you to stay out of trouble?"

Those babbling idiots. How can they say that I'm in detention when they hardly stop to talk to me and ask? "Look, I didn't do anything at all," I tried to explain without giving the actual details. "All I did was scoff and that new teacher just told me I need to go to detention. I don't even know how he heard it while girls were flirting around him. I was trying my best to stay out of trouble. Really, Natsume." After this sentence, he still looked pissed. He pushed me inside his car while he started driving home without saying a word.

When we've reached our destination, I placed my bag on the couch while he told me to go in his office and so I did. I sat down at a chair in front of his desk while he rubbed his forehead and exhaled. "Are you going to keep on lying to me, Mikan?" His question made me feel uncomfortable. Oh no. Did he know? Did he find out that my teacher had forced me to have sex with him? I hope not. "I've asked the school about a girl named Shigeru Yamamoto. There isn't one at all. Mikan, if you have problems on making friends, just say so and I could fix it."

"I'd rather not have friends than to have one seeing that they're very rude and selfish and snobbish," I stated, crossing my arms over my chest. Natsume groaned, slapping his face with his palm. "Besides, if you find out that I didn't have friends, I already know what you'd do about it. I want to have friends on my own, Natsume. I can do this and plus, I just made friends a few hours ago. And postscript, they're not made up like the last time." Well, at least this last sentence made him smile at me. I admit it. I love seeing him smile. It somehow makes my day.

"Fine," He crossed his arms on the table as he leaned forward. "So why are you so sweaty, again? I thought the school was air-conditioned and why is one button of your top not buttoned? Don't tell me you're still sweating while the air-conditioner is on." He asked more with a hint of suspicion. I tried to look as innocent as I could and thought of an excuse and there it was. I had come up with thousands of reasons. Yes, Mikan. You're a complete Einstein.

"First of all, the whole school is air-conditioned," I held up a finger, indicating it was number one. "Second of all, I was running, remember? It's possible that my body can form sweat as I ran through that huge school. And third, I don't sweat while the air-conditioner is on. I freeze, instead. Plus, you weren't thinking of any other reasons, were you?" I enquired while he chuckled. Ugh. Does this guy always laugh during a very serious conversation? Maybe... Akh.

"Naaah," He leaned back on his chair, running a hand through his soft raven hair. "I was just worried that the school's not air-conditioned. It would be too hot if it isn't especially around this month." Aww! He was actually worried. Well, I'm not sure if he also included me to his worrying and stuff. Not that I expect him to. I just wanted to know. This so reminds me about what just happened earlier. I really don't want to come back to that school ever again mainly because that teacher's teaching right there.

"Let me ask you something," I held up my index finger, grinning as my elbow leaned on my lap while I slouched a bit. He raised a brow and placed a hand on his cheek. "What if your parents find out that we're just pretending to have a relationship and they find out that I'm also a prostitute? Wouldn't they get angry at you or something?" He smiled at my sudden question. I don't know what he's trying to indicate to me right now. My head's just full of confusions and questions or whatsoever.

"My parents wouldn't get angry," He tapped his fingers on his cheek. Oh really? Why wouldn't they? "Because before my dad had the chance to marry someone else, he met my mom. She was a waitress and a strip dancer at some night club. That's all she did until they fell in love with each other and that's when they decided to get married. No one was in the way, anyways. I'm kinda trying to follow the good example my dad has done with my mom. He paid for her tuition fee too but studied another course which was medicine."

"Well, I certainly hope you're keeping your promise to me, genius," I walked towards him and sat on the table in front of him. Yes, those words are all the truth. I sure do hope he's going to keep his promise because if he doesn't, I might not know what to do. I just hate falling in love with a customer mostly when it's not planned or anything at all. It would be bad enough for me if I did. Furthermore, I'm only after his money. Hah! "'Coz I think you know what might happen."

"I'm not going to bang you," He stood up from his chair and patted my head as he walked away. I giggled. I wasn't even implying that I want him to.


Eternal glory! Eternal glory! So ok, this makes no such sense. I'm just reading a stupid novel which I didn't completely understand. I had to read one since I couldn't stand hearing Mr. Jinno's yapping. The room was entirely quiet. I don't want to go detention again and thankfully, Persona---aka, Piranha---had to run some errands for the whole day which would mean I wouldn't have to be with him after school! Woo-hoo! I am so lucky! I can't believe this day's turning to out to be great!

But unfortunately, there are still four years of college. I'd still be seeing him and that would be so unlucky now. Yesterday, when he was still banging me around, I couldn't help but to hear this stupid rap song, "Pop the pussy" in my head which was from this movie called, "My best friend's girl." Trust me. You do not want to hear what the song said. It's obviously vulgar and I hated it. Let's look on the bright side. It's not like I'm the type who could get pregnant.

Because clearly, the doctor said it before, I won't be able to get pregnant. My menstruation stopped earlier than I expected. I didn't know. It stopped when I was 13 (which was weird because I've just gotten my period at the age of 9) and that was the time when Reo explained to me what was the difference of a hand... oh well. I guess you got it from there.

The bell rang quickly and I was glad that it did because this was the last class of the day and we were only here until lunch. I'm completely proud that this day was shortened already. I've met up with Anna and Nonoko this morning as they introduced me to their friend, Hotaru Imai. I've gotten the impression she didn't like me but after a few moments, I was just plain wrong. We kinda had a few things in common and I found out that her boyfriend was Ruka Nogi---one of Natsume's friends.

When I got to the school's gate, I saw Reo. He was standing right there, smirking at sight of me while he smoked some cigarettes. I have to add one more specific detail, though. He's actually flirting with those girlies! Those whores! Those bitches! I can't believe this guy! He's stalking me and he's smoking cigarettes in front of my school while he flirts with some dumb bimbos! This is totally humiliating---for me! And yes, only me! Why? Because Reo is a damn effing bastard who used to force me to take drugs and watch X-rated movies with him at the age of 10---the time when he moved in our neighborhood!

I walked towards him while looking furious as I pointed at him like he had done something incredibly stupid. This is where I started yelling at him... "Reo, what the effing hell are you doing here? Don't you have some better place to go than to be here?" This made the girls around him look at me and then walk away, talking about me again. I am so gonna hire a lawyer! "I can't believe how unpredictable you could be." I glared at him.

He dropped his cigarette down the ground and stomped on it as he led me somewhere I don't know. All I know is that we were all alone and we were at the back of my school. Natsume's gonna kill me for sure. He could sue me for doing drugs or for having sex with my very own teacher. Hello? I'm completely drug-free for the past two years. All I want is peace! But what do I get? War! It's as simple as that. Now what am I gonna say if Natsume asks me where the hell I was?

I got it! I could just tell him that Reo wanted to have my money and tried smoking with him for a while as he goes on and on about the whole, "We should watch porn together until you finally want to do it with me," thing! And then after that, we end up doing it anyways and I tell him that E's really great and that he should try it too because it's damn freaking awesome! Plus, assuming that I try to control my greediness, I can just steal all his money and run away! Easy as that! This way, I can end up in jail forever and not have an amazing future! That's right, Mikan. You are way awesome! I am so proud of you.

Urgh. So ok! Bad idea! I know. I can't just tell him such things and ruin the bright future ahead of me just because I want his money! Truth is, I saw his vault yesterday and I actually tried to decode it and that's where I've failed my mission. I don't actually get why he keeps telling me he isn't going to bang me or he isn't going to fall in love with me. I wasn't clearly asking him at all but at least he's saying it to make me less worried than usual.

"Where's the money?" Reo rubbed his palms together while I crossed my arms above my chest and looked at him with an I-Don't-Know look. "Don't be such a liar, Mikan. I know you and I know that you already have the money now hand it over before I be---" I cut him off before he could continue.

"Before you what, Reo?" I asked him a bit mockingly. "Before you could beat me up or hit me with a beer bottle on the head like you did before so that Natsume could see what you did to me and now my efforts are all going to waste? What are you, some kind of a whacko? Think before you say or do such things, Reo. If you do anything to mess things up, I'm blaming you for everything and I'm telling Natsume."

"You've changed," He seemed to be amused as he raked his red hair with his hand. "I didn't think you would change this much ever since I've let you go." He placed two fingers underneath my chin. "Why don't we get together later on?" Predictable Reo. That's it! One more! Just one more and I'm kicking his grapes no matter how much it hurts for him! I don't care if he wouldn't be able to feel like a real man anymore! I just care about me and the money I'm going to get from that money-faced workaholic!

"Shut up, Reo," I pushed him away tapping my foot as I looked around. He took out some cigarettes from his pocket and offered me some while I coldly snatched one from him as I placed the end of it in my mouth and took his lighter, lighting it up. Reo knew me too much. He knows what calms me down and what doesn't. This is the reason why also loathe him. "So what are you doing in front of my school while flirting with some of my unfriendly classmates who can't seem to keep their mouth shut?"

"I was looking for you, apparently," He started smoking, placing one hand inside his pocket. Looking for me, huh? Well I'm here right now and if money's the only thing we're gonna discuss, you better make sure you're also doing something for me in return. "Some girls told me you've been quite a slut in that school but I didn't believe it one bit. I mean, you? A slut? Tch. I would believe that news myself if you had fucked me out when we met again at your boyfriend's house."

"At least someone here who knows, doesn't believe it," I muttered, leaning my back against the wall as I kept on smoking. I gazed around the area and to my surprise, I saw Persona. He was walking along the sidewalk and so I pushed Reo and tried to hide. He looked down at me while I dropped my cigarette and just stomped on it. Luckily, Persona was talking to someone else now and he isn't looking at my direction. "What's he doing here?"

"Who's he?" Reo asked staring at Persona as he pointed at him. I whispered his name and shushed him out as I still kept my gaze at Persona. He was talking to some teacher---not from my school. The teacher had an ID but I can't see it very well. She carried books and she seemed quite exotic. "Don't tell me that that's the guy you've been hooking up with." That's it! Why won't you just shut up, Reo?!

I elbowed his stomach violently while he groaned. "Just shut up," I whispered irritably. "That's my teacher. He's been forcing me to bang him around every after school but it's a good thing he had to run some errands so I wouldn't be able to see him at all. Dang, I hate that guy." I snapped my fingers at the last sentence while Reo gripped on my arm. I turned to him, "What?"

"And you agreed?" I slapped my whole face with my palm when he commented. It's none of your business! Ugh. Why can't you just stand still and zip your mouth? "Damn it, Mikan. You are a slut." Oh boo-freaking-hoo. If I were a slut, would I even have dumped him? Come on. Reo's hot: Yes. But really. A slut would want him so badly even if he's a drug addict or a criminal. That's how hot he is but girls like me? Not a chance. Hell, he's not even worth it.

"Excusez-moi, Reo Mouri but I believe you got the wrong idea," I poked his chest. "Just to let you know, I didn't know what else to do or say. Yes, I agreed but I did that half-heartedly---" He started to chime in but I held up a hand and stopped him from continuing "---Don't. Even. Say. A. Word. I don't even care about what you think, Reo. All I want is for you to shut up about this and let me handle this on my own and yes. On. My. Own!"

"Yeah, yeah," He rolled his intimidating violet eyes that made me want to puke all over him. What is it with people rolling their eyes nowadays? Even I do it too! "Bitch." He said, muttering to himself but to his bad luck, I heard it. Bitch? If I'm a bitch then what is he? Yes, my folks! You got it right! An asshole.

Before I had my way to punch his poor pathetic face, he walked away. This is one of Reo's bad habits. Walking away like a total jerk. I hate that about him. No! Wait. I not only hate his attitude but I actually hate his---I don't know---everything! It's like his jerkanoid brain cells had enlarged to make more jerkanoid brain cells which just makes him like a---need adjectives---dick! That's right! A dick.

Now why do I get the feeling that I'm totally being a bitch like Reo said?


It's been an hour and I've received no calls and text messages from Natsume Hyuuga. He gave me a phone. What for? To show how much he forgot to pick me up?! The damn guy shouldn't leave someone alone especially if that person expected him to come! Grr... Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.

Five minutes more.

That's it! I've had it. I'm going to his office and there's no one stopping me! Not even an old lady with a stick!

I stomped my way to get a taxi and pushed away some girls from my class to get in and told the driver where to go. There was traffic. Great. Just great. At times like this, I feel like I need to take drugs to calm myself down. But I know that would be wrong. Too wrong. If I did take drugs right now, Natsume would just kill me or someone might call the police if they've seen me doing something very illegal to every country. Or at least I think so.

When I've reached my destination, I walked in the building and told the girl at the desk whom I was looking for. As expected, they asked if I had some meeting with Mr. Busy-Body. Of course, being me, I would say yes. I did. Hopefully, Hyuuga Natsume would come back to earth and would remind himself that he was supposed to darn pick me up!!! Hell yeah, I would celebrate and do a victory dance if that happens. Though, I doubt it would happen. Hyuuga Natsume is a very important person---says the lady who sits at a front desk every day.

So since this lady got quite busy, she just told me to go to Natsume's office at the top floor which was---I think I just peed my pants---50 floors away! Shocking huh? For someone as important as him, he should think about relocating his office to somewhere near or else I'd be forced to bring his office down here myself. And yes, with nobody's help.

I walked in the elevator and pressed the button with the number, 50 on it and pressed another button to close the door. I waited and waited and waited! Seriously, I am so telling Natsume to think about relocating his office. Take note. I don't have a phobia but I think I'm starting to have one now. Ugh. I hate to be called an acrophobic. It sounded so… annoying and pestering. It also sounded like something a person can call you when he or she wants to piss the hell out on you. Ekh!

When I finally got to the fiftieth floor, I walked along the corridor, trying to find Natsume's office which I couldn't actually find. I should've known that that lady wasn't really specific. She could've defined which side was his office. The corridor was a long way starting from the right then down to the left.

After a few moments, I gave up. I decided to walk down the hallway to the left side and try to find Hyuuga Natsume's office. And voila! It's predictable. His office wasn't there to be found and so I asked a janitor who just kept staring at me with his jaw hanging down while he drooled. Pervert.

And here I was, walking my way back to the elevator. I am so exhausted and it's that entire lady's fault! She wasn't specific enough! I could've gotten to Natsume's office earlier if she'd say where to go or whatever. I can't believe I've been spending my freaking hour on this. I'm already tired from school and I need to smoke! Smoke! Ok, I am so totally getting pissed off that I didn't even noticed that there's actually a big sign that says no smoking! Hah! Just perfect!

By the time I had found Natsume's office, I was about to knock on the door when I heard a female voice. I leaned closer as my ear touched the door. I was hearing every single thing that the girl was saying and it went like this, "Natsume, would you like me to give you a massage?" and Natsume answered, "Yeah sure." That's where I heard some slurping or gulping. I think Natsume's drinking his coffee or something.

"Would you like me to massage you harder?" The girl asked. In my opinion, she sounded extremely desperate. She's throwing herself at Natsume so she'd tell everyone else that she just massaged his back and there goes the lies. Pathetic fan girls. Tsk-tsk.

I couldn't take it anymore so I twisted the door knob and tried not to make a sound while I peeked in. Natsume had his eyes closed while the girl was blushing while massaging Natsume's back. It didn't look funny or anything. I somehow felt... jealous. I didn't know why. I've never offered Natsume anything like that at all and I feel like a total loser around that girl.

I just wonder if Natsume would want me to the same thing for him.

Wait---What? Where the hell did that crazy thought come from? Just because I was jealous a bit doesn't mean... Oh what the heck? I'm not jealous just because of a guy. Tch. Yeah, Mikan. You're right. You're never jealous just because of a guy. This situation is different. I thought of this because I wanted to show Natsume my appreciation for the things he did for me. For the kind things he did to make me happy. Yes, Mikan. You are a real genius! I bet I can be one of the Top 10 smartest people in the whole world!

And then after a few moments of peeking, I saw Natsume open his eyes. He saw me. He's staring at me with his crimson eyes that looked a bit brown when the sun or light touches it. He licked his lips right at me while I suddenly felt scared. I wanted to know what he was thinking. What he wanted to say. What he wanted to do. This is just really scary and so I slammed the door closed when the girl opened it and walked away.

I looked inside and walked in. Natsume was just right there. He gestured me to sit down and so I did. Oh God. Just please tell me he isn't going to do things to me like stab me with a knife or hit my head on the wall for eavesdropping or peeking in. I didn't mean to! Ok, I did do it on purpose and it was because I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to see what was going on. Besides, can I actually tell anyone about that happening? It would just make me sound like Gossip Girl, hunting for something to talk about.

"What were you doing?" He asked me. There was a little smile on his face and I couldn't help but to love his facial expression. And there it hit him. "Wait. What are you doing here at this time? You're not supposed to skip school, Mikan." For a minute there, I thought he completely understood that he forgot to pick me up.

"You forgot to pick me up," I swayed my legs and feet back and forth as I started tapping my teeth together. He looked at the clock and wrinkled his nose. Oh how much I wanted to rip his face apart. "I told you yesterday, didn't I? I said, 'Natsume, don't forget to pick me up at 12:30. Our school's been shortened.'"

"Mikan," He began, clearing his throat and trying to fight the urge to laugh in front of me. "As far as I can recall, we talked yesterday and had dinner and then slept. I didn't hear you say anything like that. And plus, you could've reminded it to me when I dropped you off at school. Try to understand what I'm trying to say." Hmm, maybe I should, like, kick your, balls off?

"Whatever," I slammed my books on his desk and prepared myself to stand up. He was staring at my every move and it was getting pretty irritating. "I'm going home by myself or maybe I could go shopping by myself too! Or I know! Why don't we play a game called, 'Let's leave Mikan alone in school for an hour!' huh?" This is where I finally cracked. Really.

"Mikan, for crying out loud, you didn't say a thing," Still. That doesn't give you a right to try to imply to me that you didn't mean to leave me alone. "If you don't believe me, why don't you give me one reason why I would leave you alone? Do you think I'd pay for your tuition fee and I would take you in my home just so that I could see you being like some damn preposterous prostitute?"

The truth has been let out. This is getting weird. He still thinks of me as a prostitute and hey. It wasn't my choice. He doesn't know a single thing about my effing life. In fact, what am I so angry about? Yes, I appreciate that he's been helping me to study but if he still sees me as a prostitute, what does he think that would make me feel? The insensitive jerk.

But that wasn't the real matter here. Why am I being like this? I'm not like this before? I'm not jealous. I'm not jealous. I'm not jealous of anything at all! But if I'm not, then what am I so angry about? It's just the first time and maybe I did forget to tell him to pick me up early. See. There's nothing to be worried about.

"I'm sorry," I bit my bottom lip and touched my right arm, rubbing it. "It's just that... I've been feeling weird a lot lately and I don't know what to do. I'm really sorry. I'm going home now. You should continue what you're doing and don't worry about me. I'll be fine by myself."

When I got to the door, I twisted the door knob when Natsume called my name. I faced him and gave him a look while he kept smiling at me. When will he ever stop smiling? I can't believe him. I was getting all serious and now he smiles at me like some mentally damaged patient from the mental hospital! Four words, Mikan. We. Must. Hate. Guys. I think I should keep this up. My mind's really going crazy and it's full of paranoia.

"Wait a sec," He spoke again, this time, I can tell he's going to tell me something important. Or at least I think so. "How many months have you been working as a hooker?" Wow! It's funny that you've even asked. Hallelujah, my folks! Hallelujah!

"4 months with 25 different guys including you," I answered after I calculated the total amount of days and bla-diddy-bla-bla-bla. "Why?" Ok, stupid real comeback. How can I have a real conversation with people when I can only reply stupidly? Whatever the reason is, it feels like I will never know...

"And yet, you've never find The One?" He asked me. I shook my head. This is getting strange. What the hell is he thinking? If he's going to set me up with a friend of his or whatever I'm calling the cops! "Have you ever told a man you love him? Not a relative or anything like that?" Again, I shook my head. Why can't I just speak up a little bit?

"Why do you keep asking me these things?" I demanded, almost scowling at him. I think I should barf on him later on when he gets home. It's not like he'd care. "You know, you're being too personal, Natsume." That's right Mikan. Keep this up!!!!

"You really wanna know why I'm asking these things?" He walked towards me, pinning me against the door as his lips touched my ear. His warm breath that touched my skin made me feel electrified. I shivered as he gripped tight on my arm. I could only nod at him even if I wanted to decline his offer of telling me why. "It's because I'm starting to like you." He licked my earlobe after this. I swallowed a lump in my throat that wouldn't go away.

Wait, "What?!"


BORING! SUCKITY-SUCK! If my suck-y writing keeps up, I'm so gonna delete this story! Oh and sorry for updating this late. You know I'm busy moving back the Philippines and more stupid reasons, right? So anyways, I hope you like this. You've always noticed how much Mikan comments on someone's reply or whatever, right? Well, I did that on purpose because I wanted Mikan to express her feelings more and I organized the whole story. The more Mikan expresses her feelings, the more she reveals a little something about her past.

Please review and can you make your reviews till like, 30 again or something? I know it's too much but... it's your choice. I'll be leaving this until Chapter 3 only unless I felt like updating. I wanna go play The Sims 3 or something or try to be active on Fiction Press more often. Har-dee-har-har.

XOXO Mademoiselle Mirage