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The Liar Game

Chapter III: The grand struggle for an end?! (Part 1)

Mikan woke up the next day in a mess. She was tangled up into her bed sheets and her hair was flying about everywhere, and her face was all red and puffy from all the crying she did last night.

"I have to get it back…" She said, while slowly trying to get up. "100 million…I have to get it back…"

She got up and fixed herself, getting ready to face the day. What a day it was going to be.

She thought that it would have been best to go back to the police officer from the other day to see if he could help her get the money back. But…it didn't turn out the way she had thought it would.

"Well, I don't think that this is enough to make an incident…At least it's not something where the police could take action." The older police officer said. He was in his little booth once again, but this time alone without his partner. He was fixing the wheel on this bicycle earlier and was now putting away his bicycle pump while Mikan had followed him inside the booth, persistently asking for a means of help.

"But I…I was deceived. Doesn't this count as fraud?" She was so desperate right now, she needed some help to get that money back.

"I don't know…It's difficult to put up such a case for prosecution at court, and there are different opinions even among law experts. Maybe it's best to ask a swindler for his opinion." The old officer replied back.

"Ask...a swindler?" Mikan was considering the idea; it was a pretty good one. But she had one problem. Where was she going to find former swindler?

The officer nodded and then stopped. "Huh!?" He said as if he had suddenly remembered something. Then he got up from his seat and yelled, "That's right!" surprising Mikan with his sudden outburst.

The older man ran to the door and poked his head out looking left and right as if someone might be listening to their conversation. After confirming that no one was there, he turned back to Mikan and found her right behind him, a bit too close, and backed up before talking.

"Listen…I shouldn't really be telling you this, but…tomorrow…a swindler will be released from prison. He got caught 3 years ago…and he's said to be a genius." Mikan listened intently to the information she was given.

"A genius…swindler?" She might have a chance to get her money back after all!

After thanking the officer for his generous help and information, she sped off to the library to search for the swindler. After going through the stacks and stacks of newspapers from 3 years ago; she finally found him. Her only hope to getting the money back.

"Found him!" There on the front page of a newspaper from 3 years ago on March 20th , it read:

"Major multinational organization driven to bankruptcy"

"Man arrested under suspicion of fraud"

And on the top left corner, was a picture of the genius swindler.

Suspect: Natsume Hyuuga

At the gates of one of Japan's prisons, the sound of footsteps could be heard. As the gates opened, the genius swindler came into view accompanied by a correction officer. After the officer bid the swindler goodbye and good luck, Natsume Hyuuga walked out.

The gates had closed once again when he was outside. He stood there wearing his black jeans and black leather jacket while holding his belongings in one hand, and the other stuffed in his pants pocket. After taking a moment to breathe in the fresh air he hadn't breathed in 3 years, he started to walk home.

"The front door! The front door! Where is it? Just where…?" Mikan was here to pick up her genius swindler but she couldn't seem to find the front door. She was looking around on her map and turning around aimlessly trying to find the front door when, bam; she ran into some one and fell back onto the floor.

"Ouch!" She turned around to face the person she had bumped into, wanting to apologize. When she looked up she gasped. It was him, the genius swindler that could help her. Natsume Hyuuga.

"Oi, watch it next time polka dots." Natsume said before turning around and walking away.

Mikan was speechless. He was so rude! Not only did he not help her up but also looked at her underwear and told her to watch it as if she was the only one at fault. Well…sure she might have been the one at fault but still, he didn't have to say that and he could have helped her up.

She got up and dusted herself off and fixed her skirt before looking up again to find that he was already so far ahead. Forgetting the incident that just happened, she chased after him.

"Mr. Hyuuga, please wait!" She screamed. Luckily, he had stopped and turned back. She caught up with him and begged him for his help. "Please…Please help me!" she said and then bowed. "I was cheated out of my money," She started to explain. "I want to get it back. I beg you, please lend me your helping hand!" As she said that last sentence, she stood up straight and found that yet again, he was already far ahead.

She was yet again left speechless. Why this rude little…urghhh, did he even listen to anything I was saying!? How could he just walk away like that! You know what, who needs his help anyways. I'll just figure out something on my own.

…Oh who am I kidding?

"Please wait!" Mikan had ran after Natsume, desperate for his help. Soon she was in front of him and blocked his path. "Please wait, Mr. Hyuuga!"

Natsume looked at her and rolled his eyes. He really didn't want to spend his first day out of prison listening to a random girl whine about her problems. "Look polka dots, if you're in trouble, go and tell the police or your lawyer."

"I can't do that. The police told me they couldn't investigate the matter." Mikan explained ignoring his comment with her head looking down.

This was getting on Natsume's nerves. This girl was getting on his nerves. Seriously he just wanted to go home and enjoy his time back outside. But no, this girl has to ruin it. "Just who the hell are you anyways?" he growled. He was angry and when Natsume was angry, you better run. "I just got out of prison so what do you think you are asking from me?" With that said, he started to walk away again.

This time Mikan could only stare at his retreating back. She didn't know what else to do or say. He was right; he did just get out of jail. She was asking him to do what got him in there all over again. Jesus, she really didn't think about that, but what could she of done? She still needed his help and she wasn't going to give up so easily. So she ran after him again, but this time she didn't stop him or call out to him; she just followed him quietly.

Chinatown. That was what she got out of looking around at where she was. Did Japan even have a Chinatown? Well no matter, she had followed him for an hour and half since the little conversation they had back at prison. And she didn't even know where she was for goodness sake!

Natsume had to hand it to her. She was very persistent. He had thought that she gave up then back at the prison, but apparently she had decided to follow him all the way here. But no matter, he didn't care; she would eventually grow tired and give up soon. So he kept walking.

That's what he thought.

Mikan saw him stop for a couple seconds before walking again. She was getting pretty tired, but she promised herself she would not give up. It was probably not a good idea to wear boots today; her feet were killing her. How far was his house? Where was he even going? All she could do was follow, so follow away it was.

Tsk. Is she still following me? Why hasn't she give up yet and turn back? She's wearing boots and we've been walking for hours now. Isn't her feet tired or hurting? You know what, let's just settle this now.

Natsume stopped walking and turns around facing Mikan once more. "Oi polka dots, how long do you plan on following me around?"

Mikan noticed that he was annoyed, but hey, she wasn't happy either. Her feet are killing her and she might go into debt that she would have to work her whole life to pay off. Who had it harder? Ignoring his comment on her underwear again, she replied.

"U…until…you listen to what I have to say." When she said this, she saw him starting to move again. She panicked, "Please!" He stopped; oh thank god. "I'm not asking you to get back the money, if you could just listen…" She was cut off.

"I get it!" He shouted, god he was not happy. This girl followed him all the way here and wasted his time just to talk to him. Alright then, we'll talk.

"If I just have to listen to your story." When Mikan heard this, she was beaming, finally he would listen to her story, maybe if she was lucky he would tell her how she could get the money back.

"Really?" Natsume inwardly laughed. This girl was so gullible, "Wait here. I'll just go home to drop my bag." And you will finally be off my back, he finished in his head. Man with her smiling like that, I almost makes me feel bad. Almost.

"Alright!"

Natsume turned around and walked towards home with a smirk playing on his face.

A/N: OMG. There will be no funeral. NO. Put away your black clothing and suck those tears back. I AM ALIVE!

Holy Shiet! WOW I was gone for years. I'm really sorry guys, but midterms and regents and drama kept me busy. High school got us all like.

But Guess what! I got into the honor roll! Yay! So all that studying and hard work really did pay off. Plus I have ping pong practice and competitions so I was kept busy for a while. A loooong while :P Don't worry the season is almost over.

Anyways...I am back with another chapter for this lovely story. So please don't kill me! I have a pair of chopsticks and I'm not afraid to use them. (I'm Asian so i'm not being racist to any Asians out there. Don't misunderstand.) LOL. But seriously guys, one thing you gotta know is that, no matter how much I love fanfiction and these stories, school does come first so yea. Hope you guys understand.

Also guys, while procrastination does come to me naturally, I do love starting stories and just writing them. I mean seriously guys you wouldn't believe the list of new story ideas I have and I cant wait to start them.

Till next time - Dramatical Murderer