Mikan turned into the classroom that had yet to be controlled. A blond haired, purple-eyed man around the age of twenty four stared at her, connecting the new Mikan was the old one immediately.

He motioned for her to come in. "Class." He called. "Class, calm down, or each and everyone one of you will get detention."

All activity simultaneously stopped as Mikan walked into the room. Narumi sent a small, almost unperceivable, nod toward Mikan.

"We have a new student today. Please introduce yourself." Mikan scanned the room silently, ignoring Narumi for a few seconds.

She paused and a smirk graced her face as her own hazel eyes met Hotaru's purple ones.

"My name is Mikan, Sakura Mikan. You all may remember me from Class B in the elementary school division."

"For those who are new, or you happen to have brain damage, I'm fifteen, I've been in one of the many Alice Academies for about five years, and I am currently in a bad mood."

Mikan wrote her name in curling, elaborate calligraphy, perfectly readable, all the while 'introducing' herself.

"Also, one of my friends from France will be studying here next week as well. Please make her comfortable."

Narumi nodded, taking this as a message to convey to the elementary school principal.

If Mikan's heart had not hardened from that fateful day outside the classroom, she would have felt sorry for him.

"Alright, do you need a partner, Sakura-san?"

Narumi said, sensing that this was not the old, loving Mikan that was going to show her emotions left and right.

Mikan shook her head, amused. "No need. Arigato." Narumi nodded.

"Today will be self-study session." He turned and left the room, leaving Mikan alone with the class.

Mikan's expression turned angry and vicious. "Now that he's gone, I want to clear some things with you."

All of the students looked shocked. Mikan guessed that they all remembered her.

"If any of you get near me, talk to me, or try and use me, it won't end well."

Mikan's furious expression loosened and a fake smile pierced her lips. "Now, au revoir, ayez un beau jour."

She turned and walked out, knowing that the class was wondering what the heck had happened.

One week later…

Mikan sat under a Sakura tree, examining her nails with undivided attention. Hmm, she thought, Miyuki should be here soon, shouldn't she?

Suddenly, a sharp jab in her side jerked her head sideways. Mikan glared up to find none other than Natsume Hyuuga, staring down at her.

"Get away from my tree," he commanded, anger creeping into his voice.

"You've got no right to be here." Mikan smirked, her mood brightening at the prospect of ripping Natsume to shreds.

"Really?" she asked sweetly. "Well, it's mine now, so bye-bye." Natsume frowned.

He kicked her again, harder this time. "I said move. Do it before you get hurt."

Mikan snorted. She stood up, and brushing some leaves off of skirt, turned to face Natsume.

Her brown eyes had adopted a cold glint except with a red tainting it, like a fire burning deep inside her.

"Looks like you don't know your place, Hyuuga. Allow me to correct that."

Natsume involuntarily took a step back, doubt flickering in and out in his crimson orbs.

The ground beneath him shook, first just softly rocking him, then into jostling him until he could not see right.

Suddenly, a bright stream of blue and white clouded his vision, water flooding into his nose, ears, mouth, and pushing into his face.

Then the water and the shaking stopped, and wiping away the water on his face (or was it his tears?), he crawled out of the cluster of jumbled earth, choking.

He stared up at Mikan, anger, shock, humiliation, and finally, regret crossing his face.

Mikan walked toward him and pushed him off his bloodied hands.

Even in his battered and sorry state, he still couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards the chestnut-haired girl.

"That's right, Hyuuga, look up at me. Don't ever tell me what I can or can't do, and never tell me to leave."

"That was just the first round. There is so much more where that came from." Mikan growled softly.

She did a full 360 and walked out of the forest. Should she have stayed, she would have heard the whimper and the soft 'Mikan' that escaped Natsume's lips.

A few hours later…

"Welcome, Miyuki. I assume you are the friend Mikan told us about?" The pretty, petite girl nodded.

"Yes, that would be the best possible explanation to why I'm here." She said sarcastically.

Narumi nodded, unsure whether or not to continue. Miyuki sighed. She faced the goggled-eyed class.

"My name is Nadeshiko Miyuki. I'm fourteen, and I'm in the Dangerous Ability class with Mikan. That is all."

Miyuki's gaze focused on someone sitting in the very back, and a shake of her head was all it took for the conversation to become disengaged.

The golden-haired girl walked to the back of the room, and plopped down beside Mikan.

Many of the students held their breath, fearfully waiting the inevitable explosion.

Mikan ignored their stares and smiled and hugged Miyuki before sitting back down to allow more room for her best friend.

They seemed to be sharing a conversation in silence.

A certain blue-haired girl approached the two friends, worrying in her eyes. "Uh, Nadeshiko-san, and Sakura-san, may I sit here.

Miyuki's personality seemed to have flipped. "Of course, uh-" A sudden but painful jab from Mikan's elbow silenced her sentence.

Miyuki's eyebrows knit together as she telepathically heard Mikan's thoughts, and realization hit her.

Again, Miyuki's personality changed, and in a cold and unwavering voice, answered for both she and Mikan.

"Actually, I would like to take that back. You are absolutely not allowed anywhere near here."

Nonoko's expression was crestfallen, but not like she didn't expect it.

"Oi," an angry voice sounded behind the two. Miyuki raised an eyebrow when she put two and two together.

"Hyuuga," a song-like hiss sounded through Miyuki's gritted teeth. Mikan's bubbly smile seemed to have dimmed, but soon returned.

"Hyuuga," Mikan intoned, happiness shrouding the maliciousness in her voice.

Miyuki turned to glance at Mikan, obvious worry in her eyes. "Mikan-" she warned.

Mikan stood up, her smile seeming to have gone past the point of 1000 watts.

Natsume thought for a second that the old Mikan was back, but that dream faltered when he saw the anger in her eyes.

"So, tell me, Hyuuga, did you learn your lesson?" Miyuki bit her lip and shook her head. She stood up abruptly, stubborn being the best way to describe her posture.

Instead of what the class expected though (which was to punch Natsume in the face and stomp on him) she grabbed Mikan's arm and dragged her out of the classroom.

Out in the hallway, she was giving Mikan a cold glare, and hissing in whispering tones.

"Are you insane, Mikan?" she growled. "We are not here to kill Natsume Hyuuga. We are here to gather information for the Anti-Alice Organization, not to hurt."

Mikan pursed her lips, suppressed disappointment vibes fanning off of her.

Miyuki's gaze softened, her blue eyes going back to their liquid state. "Mikan, I know that you want revenge,"

"If it is what makes you happy, then I wish that you do get to kill him, but not to sabotage this mission."

"Do you realize what would happen to us, to our families, if we were to be found out?"

"They would splinter all ties they ever had with us. No funeral, no grave, just a dead corpse in a dumpster."

Mikan smirked. "Don't you find it funny that the youngest Nadeshiko should be the one that acts with the most wisdom?"

Miyuki laughed softly, all traces of seriousness now gone. "Oh right, tangerines, tell me I'm an old lady."

Mikan laughed along with Miyuki, and, bantering and bickering, proceeded back into the classroom.

A/N: Ok, was that chapter just a little longer than the last one? I'm so happy I finally got to update again!!! :D

Thank you all (thank you, thank you, thank you) for reviewing and putting up with the meticulous waiting.

I'm not sure when the next chapter will be out, but I'll try my best to keep the chapter coming…..

And…..

Have a nice day,

Eat chocolate,

And…..

"Those who say sunshine is happiness have never danced in the rain."