Yey! 6 reviews! 2 reviews shorter than the previous one but still... 6! O: ((:

I apologize for making the chapters short! And it seems to me that its going rather SLOW. Gomen ne! I'll try to put some kind of... idk what to put! D: I'll figure it out for Chapter 4 anyway. XD

JadedPixie18: Yeah.. They do seem short don't they? :l I'll try to write more chapters ahead and maybe put together 2 if possible. (:

EuPhoRia RoSe: I got his character spot on? O: I'm so happy. ((: I've always thought my Natsume was slightly OOC, but everyone has their own opinion I guess. Ne? (: I'm quite worried on how I wrote Natsume in this chapter. I find it hard to write someone who appears to be mean and all, but at the same time... kind? Ugh. I'm confusing myself already... ((x

Anyhow, Here's Chapter 3! Thanks for the 6 people who reviewed: cj-the-greatest, EuPhoRia RoSe, pinkfab112, hanamidori, amyrules 303, JadedPixie18

DISCLAIMER: I dreamed a dream of dreams where I owned Gakuen Alice... but then I woke up. I do not and will NEVER own Gakuen Alice.

Chapter 3

"What? I can't believe they actually scored!"

The boys were watching sports, basketball to be exact. They made a bet on who'd win. They do this every so often. Ruka always bets on the better team while Tsubasa picks the one who loses often. Natsume, on the otherhand, was too much of a killjoy to even join the excitement. He would just watch for his own pleasure without changing his expression.

Then moments later all three of them froze on their spot, too shocked to move. No, not because the 'loser' team actually put up a good game and scored.

'Shit. I'm doomed!' -Tsubasa

*Rewind*

"What? I can't believe they actually scored!" Tsubasa stood up hands held high. He was holding a bowl of popcorn earlier, which was now, unfortunately, empty. The salted popcorn was now all over Natsume since he was beside the absurd guy who just abrupty stood up and lifted his hands as if he wasn't holding a bowl of food.

Tsubasa was still where he stood up, his hands still in the air. Slowly putting it down he began laughing nervously. He had forgotten the main reason that caused him to be all excited. All he knew was Natsume was sitting down with salt on his hair, popcorn all over and around him and those crimson eyes that explicitly displayed his murderous intentions. "Uhm... I thought you could use some... Spice?" Tsubasa ducked his head lower and covered half of his face with the bowl.

'Idiot... You just made it worse.' Ruka thought.

"Tsubasa." Natsume's menacing voice made the guy shiver. When Natsume stood up, his hands balled up into a fist, Ruka also took a stand and tried to think of a way to calm his bestfriend down. The atmosphere around them was so tense that the voices outside the Victorian Lodge were now completely audible along with the TV. Until...

*Tssssssss...*

A sound of oil sizzling on the pan was heard from the kitchen. It wasn't too long till the smell of the onion and garlic reach the living room too.

The only reason why Mikan couldn't hear what they were doing was because she had the exhaust above the stove on. And as we know, it makes that loud annoying sound.

Anyway, the savory smell took over the murderous aura that was emerging from the salted Natsume. (A/N: Exaggerated much? I just love remembering those evil spirits that come out in Skip Beat! xD)

It had been ages since they smelled freshly cooked food straight from the kitchen. They usually ordered pizza, cup noodles or any take-away food that was not really healthy but satisfying in their own way.

Memories made their way into Natsume as he inhaled the scent. He remembered the times when his mother would cook dinner for the whole family. He relaxed a bit.

"You better clean this up." he threatened Tsubasa who nodded and appologised.

Mikan came into the scene and informed the guys that dinner will be ready. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. I managed to find pasta and tomato sauce. I also found some bread and I thought of making them garlic bread." her head popped out from the corner. "Is spaghetti and garlic bread fine with you guys?"

The question was mainly for Natsume and Ruka since Mikan knew what Tsubasa does and doesn't eat. "Sure, Mikan-chan! That would be great." Ruka said as he sat back down.

"I'm not in the mood to eat." Natsume placed his hands inside his pockets. "I'm going to go clean up. Don't disturb me. I still have work left." Natsume walked away with salt trailing behind him. (x

"What's with him?" Mikan raised an eyebrow.

"My bad. I kinda spilt popcorn all over him." Mikan mouthed an 'Oh' before she slipped her head back into the kitchen.

"Kinda?" Ruka asked.

"Okay, I did." Tsubasa ran his fingers through his head and fell unto the sofa. "Man! I thought I was a gonner! I almost pee'd my pants."

Ruka laughed, "Yeah. Who would've thought the smell of Mikan's cooking would calm him down."

Tsubasa was still busy relaxing himself so Ruka just continued, "Mikan will surely be one heck of a Chef." This time both of them laughed.

It was already midnight by the time Natsume left his room. He went to see if there was anything left to eat. He remembered the smell he inhaled when the brunette was cooking. His stomach growled. A soft chuckle was then heard from the room that used to be vacant. The door opened and revealed Mikan wearing a robe over her pyjamas. 'My stomach wasn't that loud to be heard through the door... Was it?'

"I knew you'd be hungry." she yawned. Mikan led him into the kitchen. The lad sat down on one of the stools and watched the brunette heat the left overs they had.

While waiting, Natsume decided to grab a drink. Just when he was about to grab the bottle of beer Mikan peered off above his shoulder and said, "You shouldn't drink that. It's bad for you..." he groaned, eyebrows creased. He lazily moved his hand to the right and got hold of the milk carton instead, surprising himself. Sure he never was the type to drink, but since when did he care if it was bad or not? Even he asks the same question. Well, the least he could do was listen to her since she waited till midnight just because she knew he'd look for food. Mikan giggled. 'God. What's happening to me.' he groaned.

"Baka, I think I know how to heat food. Just go to sleep, will you." he said. He knew she was sleepy. So you could say it's his way of saying 'Take a rest' or 'You should go sleep.' What he didn't know was that the girl was quite dense.

"That's the problem. You 'think' you can. What if you can't?" she innocently replied.

'... Is she saying that on purpose or is she just stupidly dense?' Natsume was getting annoyed. He had anger issues FYI. "Can't you understand?" his voice clearly showed annoyance.

"Okay, fine! Sheeesh. I was only preparing your dinner..." she frowned as she placed the plate infront of him. She had already finished heating the food.

Mikan walked out of the living room and into her room. The door closed. 'Great Natsume. Just great. It's so easy and you couldn't even do it right.' Natsume started to scold himself for losing his temper after she made him dinner. He ran his fingers through his hair, "Damn it." he sighed.

After a few minutes in the bathroom, Mikan went out and sat on her bed, "Stupid, hot-headed jerk..." she mumbled. She yawned while turning her head to check the digital clock hanging on her wall. 00:42.

"Baka, I think I know how to heat food. Just go to sleep, will you."

Her eyes slightly widenned. 'Was he just concerned? He could've said so directly.' she pouted, feeling guilty for walking out on him.

Just then she heard foot steps through the hall. Assuming it was the raven haired guy, she slightly opened her door. It was enough to catch the lad's attention. "Are you finished eating?" She asked shyly, looking down as if her slippers were the most interesting thing ever.

"Hn." he plainly said. Natsume was still annoyed with himself for losing his temper.

"Sorry," she looked at him and their eyes met.

*Ba-dump*

"I should've known you just wanted me to rest." he kept silent still looking directly into her eyes.

*Ba-dump*

Natsume feigned coughing to break the silence, "You don't have to be sorry. I should've known you were dense." Smirking, he reached for the brunette's hair and messed it up. His motive being, was to cover up her cute pouting face before he blushes. "Now go to sleep, little girl."

"Thanks..." After seeing the gentle smile on Natsume's face, she smiled back and closed her door.

Meanwhile, the smile on Natsume's face disappeared as he scowled. 'Damn it! What the heck is happening to me!' he stepped into his room, his hand wiping his face out of frustration. He could feel the heat on his cheeks. 'It was just a smile...'

A beautiful one. Damn.

kara-chan: Tada! I know Natsume. I've got a beautiful smile. ;D

Natsume: You know yourself that wasn't for you.

kara-chan: *Ignores* ;D

Natsume: And close your mouth will you? I don't want to see what you ate for dinner.

kara-chan: Aw. :/ Don't diss people with braces. You brace-ist!

Natsume: Ha-ha. Funny. -_-

*Spongebob mode* Hey ALL YOU PEOPLE! Hey ALL YOU PEOPLE, won't you listen to me? ;)

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