Hi, guys. This is chapter three for you. Thank you, mooshy3712, BhndThyCrmsnEys, NanaShinozaki, Haruhi-chan131, Hina-chan, Primo, nix, and Serenity67, for reviewing my last chapter. It's really beyond my expectation that I would receive a total of eleven reviews for my next chapter. So, here's my question, should I slow down the plot or rush it a little bit? Anyway, enjoy!
Gakuen Alice isn't mine.
A New Discovery
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Mikan groaned and stretched. Her back was stiff. She picked up her phone beside her bed.
"Hello?" Her voice was hoarse, and her breath could rival a pig's stench.
"Don't tell me you just woke up?" The voice was so familiar in Mikan's ear. It was sometimes relieving, and sometimes annoying just like now.
"So what? I was so tired yesterday. Besides, why do you call me, curly?" Sumire on the other line sighed. Sumire knew Mikan wasn't a morning person, but…
"Mikan it's ten in the morning. I know today's Sunday, but you're such a lazy pig." Mikan was now fully awake. She sat up immediately.
"Hey take that back! I was so tired!"
"Yes, yes. You've said that already. Anyway get dressed. We're going out today."
"Where? Do the girls know?"
"Yes, I've already called them. Meet us up at twelve at Tokyo Grand, okay?"
"Okay. See you….."
"Wouldn't wanna be you." The line ended. Mikan sighed and got out of the bed. Her mood was better than yesterday. The idea of 'going out' really lifted up her mood. She quickly showered and dressed. Hmmm… what to wear today?
After she raided her closet, Mikan finally picked something to wear. It was white oversized tee with a big 'SpongeBob Squarepants' image printed there and black skinny-jeans. To top them of, she wore a black belt around her waist and a suede brown studded leather boots. She also applied a light touch of make-up. Perfecto!
Satisfied, Mikan got out of her room. Her black bag postman bag in hand. Almost immediately after she got out, the smell of something delicious seized her nose. Hmmm, shrimp tempura…Yummy! She walked down to the kitchen briskly. She opened the door with a bang.
"Good morning, Guys."
"Mikaaaaan-chaaaan! I'm so sorry, child!" Mikan was shocked when she saw Koga-san bowed to her. What's going on? Unconsciously, Mikan repeated her thoughts. Mirei got out from the dining room, her hands on her hips and her lips were pursed. Suddenly, she noticed her surroundings. Natsume was sitting on a chair, calmly eating his food, which was shrimp tempura. Just as I thought.
"Koga-san didn't tell Hyuuga-san where you went yesterday. If Hyuuga-san wasn't fast enough, you would be…." Mirei didn't finish her sentence instead she sighed and rubbed her temple. The mood suddenly dropped. Mikan sighed.
"I can't say it's all Koga-san's fault, I was wrong too." Natsume looked up from his plate. He was expecting she would blame Koga-san. He wasn't sure she just matured in one night, but it looked like it. "I was irresponsible. I didn't think properly." Mikan smiled a guilty smile. She was a little bit glad she had a bodyguard to save her.
"Well, I'm famished." By the time Koga-san heard this, he jumped and went to the kitchen. Mirei just sighed and smiled, while Mikan sat down in front of Natsume.
"Didn't think you would say that, Polka-dots. Knowing you, I thought you were going to blame Koga-san." His voice was a little bit teasing. Mikan knew this would get to another argument, just sighed and calmly answered his words.
"Well, obviously, you don't know me well enough." Mikan smiled a little, when Koga-san served her breakfast. The shrimp tempura was served with grated daikon, with tentsuyu dip.
"Well, Polka-dots I would really love to know you much further." Mikan was slight taken aback by Natsume's reply. She kept herself calm and collected.
"Are you flirting with me?" Natsume chuckled and smirked at her.
"Sorry I don't flirt with little girls who wear SpongeBob T-shirt." Mikan frowned. It was a special edition, and she liked this shirt.
"So what? You got a problem with that?"
"Yes. It made me look like I was babysitting a five years old kid."
"And, should I say 'wow'?" Mikan replied with sarcasm dripped in her voice. She dipped her tempura into the sauce. It was so very delicious. The tentsuyu sauce was made from dashi, mirin and shoyu. A common combination, but still tasty.
"I'm going out today, to Tokyo Grand." Natsume nodded and continued to eat. After a moment, they finished eating.
"Uh, Nanny, where's mom?"
"Mistress? She went out, dear. She said there's a meeting." Mikan nodded. But, today's Sunday. What is she up to? Even a five years old kid would know something is up. What's she hiding?
Mikan and Natsume got out of the house and climbed to Mikan's silver Audi. They sped off, and arrived a little bit late. The traffic was so crowded with people. Mikan guided Natsume with her. Hotaru texted, that they would be waiting at Koffee Bean Café, which was their favorite café.
Once they were inside the mall, many women stared at Natsume. Mikan already knew that Natsume was handsome, but she just couldn't stop herself from getting jealous. Her hand brushed with Natsume's hand. Mikan's heart skipped a beat, she was elated. But her happiness turned, when she saw the number of women that were staring at Natsume increased. Suddenly, a desire to hold his hands and showed those women that he was hers overwhelmed her. She balled a fist and relaxed her hand. What the hell are you thinking, Mikan? He's just nothing but a big pervert!
The Koffee Bean Café was a famous café among teenagers and young adult. It was a hippy and down to earth. The floor, walls and most of the furniture were made of woods. The seats were sofas and arranged in a secluded manner. It gave a sense of privacy among customers. Every table had a vase of flower, and every day the flower changed. Today was a lovely red rose sitting on top of every table. All in all, it was a romantic café, and there was a free wi-fi too.
Mikan spotted her friends were talking on the corner. She walked casually towards them. The smell of brewed coffee soothed her.
"Hey, guys!" All of her friends head shot up.
"Where were you? I thought you wouldn't come." Sumire as usual was worried about her.
"Yeah, Mikan. You were a half an hour late." Anna said. Nonoko also nodded.
"Sit down you two." Hotaru's voice was the flattest of them all. Hotaru was worried, and Mikan was sure she was. Mikan and Natsume sat side by side. He was feeling so out of place.
"Sorry guys. The traffic was crowded."
"Fine, then. Well, why don't you two order?" Mikan nodded and stood up, followed by Natsume. They waited in line. As usual, The Koffee Bean was crowded. Almost all the seats were taken, and the line was long.
"Seriously, I hate traffic." Mikan's attention was piqued. Natsume was casually standing next to Mikan. His face was a little bit soured and tired. They were standing in-line to order.
"Really? Where are you from?" She was curious, although she didn't show it on her face.
"I'm from Hokkaido." Hokkaido? Seriously? Mikan stared Natsume with wide eyes, her mouth agape. She was so awed by Natsume's answer.
"What?" Natsume's voice was annoyed. Clearly, he was annoyed by Mikan's expression.
"Cool! I've never been there before. What does it like in Hokkaido?" Mikan's eyes were sparkling her lips were smiling sincerely. She was really interested with Natsume's hometown. Natsume was also surprise. He thought she was already everywhere, since her family bank account was enormous. The next fifteen minutes they discussed about Natsume's hometown until they ordered their coffee.
"Hey, was it just me, or they are attracted to each other." Sumire opened the conversation. She was thoroughly interested by Mikan and Natsume's bodyguard-mistress relationship.
"It wasn't only you, curly. They're attracted to each other. Look how Hyuuga smiled at her." All of them stared Mikan and Natsume.
"They look good together." Anna piped in. Nonoko nodded.
"Yeah, I never saw Mikan this happy ever since her father's death." Anna and Sumire sighed at Nonoko's comment. After Izumi Yukihara's death, Mikan was never been the same. Before Natsume, she was really mysterious. She only opened up to her closest friends. Even though the boys, a.k.a Mochu, Koko, and Kitsuneme, were her friends, she didn't really opened up to them.
"Do you think Natsume will change her?" It was Anna's question. She really wanted to have the old Mikan back. The one whom she really cherished. The cheerful, funny, and less stoic Mikan Yukihara.
"Uh-huh. Look! He smiled at her!" Sumire cheered.
"I thought you like him, Sumire?" Sumire huffed, and sighed dreamly.
"Nothing beats Koko's humor and charm." Hotaru snorted at Sumire's reply, and continued to observe Mikan and Natsume sneakily.
"Stop staring, they're coming here." Sumire, Anna, and Nonoko snapped their heads back to their coffee. Mikan and Natsume were back, as usual they were arguing.
"I can't believe you did that!" Mikan was angry, and Natsume was calm as usual.
"Oh, snap out of it, Ugly." Mikan stomped to her table. Her lips pursed and her brows furrowed. She sat down and drank her coffee slowly. Natsume sat on the seat next to Mikan and her friends. So, Mikan and her friends could talk privately.
"What did Hyuuga did this time." Hotaru's voice broke Mikan's reverie. Her friends were curious. It was obvious from their face.
"Huh, He order the coffee under the name 'Polka-dots' and he made me took the order." Hotaru arched a brow.
"And, why are you so pissed off because of that?" Now, all of her friends attention was sorely onto her. Mikan sighed. Natsume was right, again! She should just snap out of it. Mikan motioned with her hands for them to come closer.
"I really hate to say this but, he's a pervert." Mikan whispered. All of her friends were silent, until...
"Oh my god! Don't tell me! you... you know... Did you lose your V-card to him?" Sumire was wiggling her eyebrows clearly interested by Mikan and Natsume's relationship, and her voice was raising.
"Shhh...!"
"But, Mikan-chan wouldn't do that or would you?" Mikan was surprised. Even the seemingly sweet Anna Umenomiya could think like that.
"Of course not!" Mikan was red as a tomato.
"Of course she wouldn't think like that, she 's far too innocent, aren't you Mikan?" Hotaru was smirking, she was enjoying this. Sumire who snapped from her shock, nodded.
"Yeah, why did I think of that. You don't have a boyfriend. A boyfriend."
"Yeah, yeah. You don't have to repeat it." Mikan was so exasperated.
"So what's this 'polka-dots'? It sounds like a pattern" Damn smart. Mikan only sighed uncomfortably. Then, Sumire giggled.
"What's so funny, curly?" Mikan snapped at Sumire.
"Is it your underwear pattern?" Mikan's face turned into a ripped tomato again. Sumire chuckled again,"Seriously, I never thought you really go for patterns. Anyway, why don't you just buy a little bit more sexy underwear. Like lace of silk. Surely he'll blushed when he sees it." Mikan rubbed her temples. I can't belive it! I just can't believe it!
"Yeah, idiot. You could ask him to accompany you to 'Silky and Lacy' underwear store." Mikan face blushed. 'Silk and Lacy' underwear store was a very provocative underwear. Almost all the items were see through, and almost all the bras were push-up bras.
"Some friends!" Mikan huffed and continued drinking her coffee. Okay, Mikan. Let's score Natsume's charm. He's handsome, therefore his score was 8 out of 10. But he's annoying, and it decreased his score to 7 out of 10. Man, he was the same score as Mochu, and Natsume was obviously more handsome than him. But, he's also caring, so his score was back to 8 out of 10. But he's also very protective of me! No, no, he's protective of me because he was paid to protect me Oh my god, his score is eight. The last boy that earned that score was the boy I got a crush on Junior High And I definitely don't have a crush on him, right? Mikan stopped her musings when Nonoko poked her.
"Hey, Mikan-chan. Is that you're mother?" Mikan looked at the direction Nonoko pointed. She looked closely and carefully. Hmm, short brunette hair, petite figure, and short. No doubt it is her. And she's…. OH MY GOD!
"She's holding hands with whom?!" Her friends snapped their heads towards Mikan's direction, including Natsume.
"Oh my God, Mikan. You never told me your mother has a boyfriend." Sumire commented casually.
"Because she doesn't, Curly! Who's that sandy- blond guy?" Mikan was now pointing and screaming.
"Lower your voice, idiot. Your mother really had a thing with blonds , huh?" Mikan gaped at Hotaru. How could she say that to me?!
"Natsume, please come here." Natsume walked towards Mikan. He observed her mother carefully. She is Yuka Yukihara, her features were similar with the girl beside him.
"What is it?" his voice was bored as usual.
"You know Mikan, if you want to know him so much why don't you just spy on them?" Mikan's lighted up from Sumire's decision. She smiled sweetly towards her. Sumire already knew what was the meaning of the smile, crossed her hands on her face.
"Oh no. Nope! I'm not going to do it! You know what, Mikan. If you really want to experience how it feels to have a boyfriend, why don't you just have one? Don't spy on your mother!" Natsume chuckled, but Mikan ignored Sumire's word.
"Guys, I know sometimes I'm not a good friend, but I really cherished all of you." Mikan sighed dramatically, and bowed her head. "I just wanted to ask you something. Just a favor."
"If you're asking me to join your stupid charade to spy on your mother, count me out!"
"Oh come on Hotaru! Just this once. He could be my future step-father. If you don't help me, I might suffered from…." Mikan was already gave them puppy dog eyes. Natsume was chuckling inwardly. She really knew how to use her charms. Sly little girl!
"Uh, Fine! Just stop your puppy dog eyes! it's killing me!"
Mikan hugged Sumire tightly. And looked towards Hotaru, Anna, and Nonoko. The latter was already in the brink of agreeing, so was Anna. Hotaru was still cold as ice, and she was sipping her coffee.
After a dozen of persuasion and puppy dog eyes, all of them agreed, including Natsume, who had no choice.
"Okay guys, I'm going to check my mother's agenda today. I'll call you later to inform our spying place. Remember we have to be invisible. We have to be incognito. Meeting adjourned!" Mikan stood up and prepared to leave. "Sorry guys, can't stay any longer. Must check my mother's agenda. Good day, guys." She waved and energetically walked towards the parking lot.
"Keep up, pervert! Mother's still out, it means we still have time to check mother's office." Mikan balled her fist to the air. Natsume only sighed. Nope, she hasn't matured, yet. Only a little bit cheerful. She's beautiful.
Mikan and Natsume arrived shortly at Yukihara Mansion. She dragged Natsume to her mother's office and told him to guard the door. She opened her mother's PC, and started to search her mother's plans. Hmmm… Monday, nope no dates, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, still no dates. Friday, eh? Dinner in Sakura's Garden at seven. Hmmm…. Not bad, he has a taste. After all, Sakura's Garden is an expensive restaurant. But with who?
"Hurry up little girl, your mother's home. And she's going upstairs." Mikan shut down her mother's PC and bolted out with Natsume. Before she could reach the stairs, Natsume pulled her to a closet near her mother's office. Natsume put his hand to Mikan's mouth to muffle her voice.
"Shhhh!" Mikan stopped wiggling and silenced herself. She could hear her mother walked into her office. She noticed the light in the closet was dim. Natsume removed his hand, when he was sure Mikan's mother was in her office.
"You know, pervert. You can remove your hands from my waist, now." Natsume drew closer to her. He caged her between the walls and his body. His mouth came closer to her ear.
"What happened if I don't want to?" His voice sound husky and deep on her hears. And it fanned her
Neck. Mikan's face reddened, even in the dim light Natsume could see it. The truth was, Natsume really wanted to see her flushed face. It would look good on his sketch pad. His sketch book was now full of Mikan's portrait or figure. He was just thoroughly curious about her. Maybe just for now, he just didn't want to really think. Even if his feelings were unrequited he would willingly let the pain break his heart.
Natsume got out of the closet, chuckling all the way to his room in the Yukihara's mansion. Mikan was still in a daze. She just couldn't believe Natsume did that to her. Her heart was beating so fast, and she could hear nothing but Natsume husky and voice whispering words she would never forget. Mikan slowly got out and walked to her room. Eyes still widened and legs still wobbly. Oh God, what's happening to me? I don't like him, do I? Mikan ran to her room. She closed the door and buried her face to her pillow. Her heart just didn't want to stop beating fast. Overwhelmed by her newly discovered feelings for a certain raven-haired man, she fell asleep.
Natsume walked down the stairs. He really liked her expression in the closet. He quickly got into his room and sat on his desk. He pulled out his sketch pad and pencil. This time, he promised himself to color it, and kept it safe, in case someone tried to sneak into his room. What a really good day.
For the next three hours he was busy sketching and coloring. Mikan Yukihara, what a really interesting person you are.
Unknown to the both of them, something dark was coming to their way, fast. They were like the missing key that put to set the gear in motion.
Sooooo, what do you think? Is it bad or good?
I decided to put a little twist to this story. So it wont be boring. Anyway, can you guess who's Yuka's boyrfriend?
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