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Chapter Four: Missing Mikan, Hot Blonde Guys, and a Towel
Ruka and Hotaru walked through their school's grounds quickly, both wearing looks of concern on their faces.
"Have you seen Mikan?" Every once and a while they would stop and ask a student. Their reply always seemed to be, "No."
Ruka had come to Hotaru with an idea that morning. Since Mikan passed out during mealtime the week before, why shouldn't she be watched carefully during that time? So they came up with a plan: wake up Mikan an hour before school started and drag her to breakfast, watching her every move. Then they would go to class, then lunch together, and then finally eat dinner together. They would smother Mikan with their attention.
However, that morning when they went to wake her up, Mikan hadn't been there!
"Natsume!" Ruka exclaimed, catching his friend, sitting under his favorite Sakura tree. Natsume looked up with a raised eyebrow.
"What's the matter Hyuga? We mess up your day dreaming?" Hotaru teased dryly. Natsume glared.
"Mikan's missing!" Ruka blurted, and Natsume jumped to his feet in an instant.
"What?" He hissed.
"We went to wake her up twenty minutes ago, and she wasn't in her room!" Ruka continued, and Natsume began pacing.
"And her stuff?" He asked.
"Her bag and books were gone." Hotaru said. "No one has seen her…"
"Someone can." Natsume said, suddenly walking towards the middle school building. Hotaru and Ruka raised eyebrows at each other, but followed their friend. Natsume walked straight up to the Middle School Assistant director's office and knocked twice on the door. The door opened and revealed an old looking lady with bright purple hair and bright red lipstick. She grinned.
"Imai-san, Nogi-san, Hyuga-san. I was expecting you." She said, stepping back. "Come in. I will be happy assist."
"Assistant Director Alyssa Moreno, moved to America after graduating from America's Academy thirty five years ago. Has the Alice of seeing scenes in the present although, they only last for approximately one minute." Hotaru recited from memory.
"Very good Imai-san." Director Moreno said, sitting down at her chair. Her desk held a large glass ball. "Take a seat children." They all complied. "If I place my hands on this glass ball, you should be able to see the image that appears in my mind. Now, it is Mikan Sakura you wish to seek, yes?"
The three nodded as one. With a smile, Director Moreno placed her hands on the glass ball and closed her eyes, sagging in her chair. An image appeared in the ball.
Vision sequence
Mikan walked out of the bathroom in only a towel, running a hand through her hair. The room she was in was obviously a suite, and she was obviously not alone. At the desk in the corner of a room, a blonde headed boy faced her, though his head was tucked into a book.
"What does Tan stand for, Mikan?" He asked, and Mikan rolled her eyes.
"I don't know." She said carelessly. "Where's my uniform?"
"Bed." The boy reply. "And yes you do know. You have to."
"Fine. It means… tangent. Happy?" Mikan huffed, walking over to the bed, where her skirt and a large shirt and tie was laid out. "What the hell is this Tamaki? This isn't GA's uniform!" She demanded. Tamaki shrugged and flicked a page in the book.
"I could wash your skirt, but the top to your outfit was a goner. Sorry." He didn't really sound all too sorry. "You'll be fine wearing half of the boy's uniform. I'll sign a note for you and everything." Mikan rolled her eyes and began pulling the clothes over her towel. "Tell me what Sohcahtoa stands for."
"Are you serious!" She exclaimed, buttoning up her shirt. It touched her knees so she dropped her towel. Tamaki looked up and smirked lazily, his purple eyes sparkling. Such a pretty boy.
"You look kind of hot in nothing but my shirt." Mikan glared. "Sohcahtoa and I'll stop hitting on you."
"Sine, Opposite, Hypot-" She began chanting.
End of vision
"What. The. Fuck."
No one was sure who in the room that came from, but all of its four occupants were contestants, judging by their matching looks of shock.
"Who was that guy!" Natsume demanded, and the director's eyebrows furrowed.
"That was Tamaki Verdier, he's a freshmen in GA college. And as you know, the college campus is restricted to those not attending. I'm curious on how Sakura-san gained access."
"I hate him already." Hotaru hissed, and Natsume felt inclined to agree.
"I like the guy." Ruka said, shoving his hands in his pockets. All occupants turned to look at him, shocked. "What? He got MIkan to study." He argued. "Maybe she'll pass the Trig test today in Math."
"BAKABAKABAKABAKA!" Hotaru blew off the smoke coming from her "baka" gun. "Mikan was in a strange man's room in nothing but a towel. Doesn't that sound wrong to you Nogi?" She asked coldly. Ruka shrugged.
"Maybe Mikan's clothes got messy and she needed to take a shower and his dorm was close by. Remember, he said 'I could wash your skirt, but the rest of your uniform was a goner'? Don't judge either of them before you know the entire story. Don't assume the worst." Natsume crossed his arms while the Director seemed to smile with relief.
"Those were very wise words, Nogi-san. Now, you should hurry if you want to make it to class on time. You wouldn't want to disappoint your new teacher." Ruka stood from his seat, and the others followed his lead, and from that, they walked out the door and to class.
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Mikan swung open the door to her class room five minutes after the bell already rang. She was flushed, and panting. "Gomen!" She apologized to Imoto. "I was studying and lost track of the time. Ohayo everyone!" Most of the class replied 'Ohayo' back.
"Detention, Sakura-san." Imoto said coldly. "Take your seat." Mikan smirked, and one of the girls in the room shrieked.
"She's not in uniform!"
"Indeed." Imoto agreed, turning to Mikan. "Where's the rest of your uniform, Sakura?"
Mikan fished a letter out of her bag. "Here." She said, giving it to the man. He raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't know of your relationshipo to-" Mikan cut him off.
"Hardly anyone does. It's a secret. We wouldn't appreciate it if it got around the school sensei." Mikan said, walking to the back of the classroom and taking her usual seat between Ruka and Natsume. She leaned back. "You understand, I'm sure." Imoto nodded swiftly before turning to the chalkboard. He began writing their schedule for the day on it as conversation picked up in the room between the students. Hotaru made a beeline to the back of the room.
"Where were you this morning?" She demanded. Mikan smiled.
"Ohayo Hotaru!" She said with a smile. "How are you?"
Hotaru ignored her question. "We went to your dorm this morning and you weren't there."
"What?" Koko exclaimed, reeling from the information he read from Hotaru's mind. "Mikan was with a guy?!" He exclaimed, the entire room went silent and they all turned to Mikan, except Imoto who was concentrating on the chalkboard. Hotaru turned around furiously with her Baka 2000 in her hand. "DON'T READ MY MIND!" She slid rings to Ruka and Natsume and one on her own finger. "They shield your mind from intrusions. Keep them on around Koko."
Mikan's smile seemed frozen on her face. "I was visiting Kaname's cousin Tamaki." The smile slipped off her face and her lip trembled. "It's the anniversary of his death today." She said, before she burst into tears. "All of his friends were having a memorial on the college campus and I had to sleep over. Oh Kaname-kun! I miss you so much!" She sobbed, putting her head on the desk and covering it with her arms. Guiltily, Natsume, Hotaru, and Ruka all looked away. Covered by her arms, Mikan smiled triumphantly.
-x-
"You will be doing your duties outside today, Sakura-san." Mikan was in a panic. He was trying to be alone with Natsume! NO! She couldn't let that happen!
"NO!" She exclaimed, suddenly, dropping to her knees. "I…I need your help, Sensei!" She was fabricating lies as she went along.
Imoto was looking impatient. "What?" He asked plainly.
"P-Please! I have to tell you alone! I-It's a secret and… I don't want any of my friends to know!" She looked up with tear filled eyes. Imoto was looking at her startled while Natsume was looking at her with his eyebrows furrowed and a strangle look on his face. "I know I can trust you sensei! Please!"
"Natsume, you are dismissed." Imoto said, and Natsume reluctantly left the classroom. "What is it?" He asked eagerly, sitting down at his desk. Mikan opened her mouth and he sat forward in his seat anxiously.
"As you learned today, the Headmaster is my Uncle, sensei." Imoto nodded.
Harmless information. Mikan chanted in her head. Keep it harmless, basic information that he would probably know. "H-he said my mother…" She let out a sob. "My mother is in…" Her voice dropped down to a whisper. "The AAO." With a frustrated look, Imoto sat back in his chair.
"It's true. She's one of the big guys." He said nonchalantly, but then covered it up with a wave. "At least, that's what… um… Persona said." Mikan's eyebrows shot up.
"P-Per…" She shivered. "That guydiscusses what happens between this school and the AAO?"
"Um…" He looked nervous. As far as she'll know…Mikan read his mind, resisting the urge to scowl. "All the time." Mikan put on a sad face.
"I wish Igot to be involved in all of that! But my alice apparently isn't helpful enough. It's not even considered dangerous." She said with a pout.
"I wouldn't be too sure of that…" Imoto slipped, and Mikan's eyes widened. She leaned forwards in mock shock.
"Nani?"
"Don't tell anyone I told you this Sakura," Imoto leaned forwards as well. "Your mother was in the Dangerous Abilities class."
"Yes?" Mikan said, motioning for him to continue.
"She had the same alice as you." Mikan swallowed heavily and leaned back.
"The same alice…"
"They think you'll go mad with power, Mikan. You're too dangerous to be in D.A. You could control all of alice academy if you were trained correctly." Imoto had a fire in his eyes. Mikan stood up, clenching her fists.
"I-I'll show them!" She exclaimed. "I'll become so powerful, I'll… I'll… Well I don't know. But I'll shock them all." She said dramatically. "Arigato sensei." She said, and Imoto nodded. Without glancing back at him, she walked out of the door.
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"Change of plans." Mikan said as she met Persona at their 'spot' as Mikan now fondly called it. She didn't wait for Persona to respond as she continued. "I don't know how, but Natsume, Hotaru, and Ruka were able to see that I was with Tamaki this morning."
"The Director told me that they went to her this morning in search of you. She wasn't aware of our… precious situation, but she has now been made aware." Persona assured her.
"Not all of it, right?" Mikan asked with a rise in her voice. Persona gave her a look that said, what do you take me for?And she smiled. "Gomen Serio. I just can't be help but be anxious, you know? Do you think I can SEC her alice?"
"I'll arrange it." Persona confirmed.
"Good." Mikan said shortly. "I let Imoto think he's going to turn me against Gakuen Alice. Hopefully he'll give up on Natsume and focus his efforts on me, neh?"
"That's very smart, Mikan." Persona said. "Is that all?"
"For tonight, yes." Mikan said. Persona nodded.
"Homework:-" Persona announced, ignoring her groan. "Brush up on your English, be ready to be native by Friday. Verdier will be assisting you. I will be providing your attire." Mikan nodded grimly. "Now, take a run. If you do it in under seven minutes, you won't need to report to me until Friday. At 9. You may start." Mikan sprinted for her life.
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