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Chapter Three
As soon as the bell rang signaling the end of classes for the day, Mikan was out of there as soon as she could. She needed to find another alice to copy before her meeting with Persona. She had already copied one earlier, but it wasn't one that she could really train with.
The young girl turned into an empty hall, deep in thought, not noticing the young boy, also known as black cat following her. Suddenly, she was thrown against the wall and her hands where pinned to her side. "Natsume-kun…" Mikan whined, uncomfortable with how close his face was with hers. The breathe on her skin was making her making her nervous, it made her want to attack him with her lips, strangely enough.
"Polka dots," Natsume said threateningly. He had an evil glint in his eyes as he paused and looked down, making eye contact with Mikan moments later. "Or should I say Ichigo?" Mikan let out a small shriek of protest.
"Natsume-kun you hentai!" She wailed.
"What's wrong with you today?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.
"I'm fine, Natsume, really." She said, giving him a convincing smile. "It's just been a rough day for me." This didn't satisfy Natsume at all. If anything, he tightened his grip on her. His face was almost so close that their noses brushed, causing Mikan's breath to hitch and her heart rate to speed up. Natsume moved his mouth to her ear.
"I don't believe you, Ichigo." He whispered. "You are going to tell me what went on in that hospital, soon. And I'm going to help you. Because no matter what I'll be here for you." Mikan squirmed against his body and he pressed against her.
"Natsume," She whispered. Let me copy the fire alice. Mikan winced from pain, alerting Natsume instantly. Even though the bracelet did ease the pain of copying an alice, it was still there, and it hurt like crazy.
"Mikan? What's wrong? Do I-" Mikan kissed him firmly on the lips… using the alice that she had stolen from Narumi, Voice pheromone, causing him to pass out and drop into her waiting arms. You cannot know, I'm sorry Natsume, but I have to pull you out of the darkness this academy has forced you in.
"Anything to report before training, Shiro Neko?" Persona asked as soon as Mikan entered the scene. "I coped the Voice Pheromone alice and the fire alice." She said looking towards the ground. She had already taken three important things to these people. These alices where no longer their original trademark. Mikan had taken that liberty away from them.
Persona, seemed to be pleased. Mikan was a fast learner and would be entering the DA class faster than planned. She had already pretty much mastered her wind alice that morning. It seemed that it only took a few hours for the girl to master her alices. "I want you to do target practice again Shiro Neko, except this time I want you to alternate between Fire and Wind." He tossed Mikan something she immediately caught. She opened the palm of her hand and looked at the object blankly. "This is a mood ring." Persona announced and Mikan's eyes shot up to him, confused.
"Why…"
"As such an immature little girl, I assume that this training and such is taking a toll on your emotions." Mikan's eyes grew wide. Did Persona actually care about her feelings? She thought. As if Persona heard the thoughts, he scoffed. "We can't have you lashing out at your peers and blowing our cover, can we? You are our secretweapon in the war that is to come.' Mikan pressed her lips together and nodded. "Green is happy, Blue is sad, Purple is nervous, Black is injury or emotionless, and red is anger or annoyance. When that ring is blue, black, or read you are not to show any emotions, but place a smile on your face, got it? If not, it will punish you."
"Hai, Peronsa-sensei." Mikan said obediently.
Persona smirked. "Good, now go run along and do your normal training routine. Then add what I told you to do earlier." With that said, Mikan ran away.
Hours later, a disgruntled fire caster awoke. He found himself lying under his favorite Sakura tree with a manga over his face. He stood up, racking his brain, trying to remember why he had fallen asleep under the tree. His mind came up as a blank, and the only thing he could remember was running after Mikan. Mikan… He thought to himself. "Why was Persona in your room? Why do you act so cold so suddenly?" He asked aloud. The only response he got was the howl of the wind. "I need help," He decided finally, walking towards his destination. He just hoped he had enough rabbits.
Shortly after knocking on the door, it swung open. "I knew you would come." A girl, also known as Hotaru Imai said. "Step into my office, Natsume."
Lucky for Mikan, the next day was a Saturday, so after her morning practice with Persona, she could easily go back to sleep for the rest of the morning. Well, she could've if Natsume, Yoichi, Ruka, and Hotaru hadn't burst into her room at 10 am, only two hours after her training ended and began to brutally wake her up. They burned her hair, scared her with ghosts, and knocked her out of bed using the baka gun. And boy, was Mikan pissed. She was about to about to open her mouth to tell them all off when a painful shock went through her body. Mikan's gaze flew down to the red ring on her finger. Angry. She then looked up at her friends with a big smile on her face. "Ohayo everyone! What are you doing here?" She asked as cheerfully as she could.
"Baka," Hotaru said emotionlessly. "Don't you remember how last weekend we where busy so we agreed to take you to Central Town?" Mikan slapped a hand to her forehead.
"Gomen minna! I forgot all about it! Just give me ten minutes to get dressed…" She said, shooing everyone out of her Special Star room. Well, everyone except Yoichi, he was calmly sitting on Mikan's bed while all of this happened, gone unnoticed by Mikan as she grabbed some clothes from her dresser and went into her personal bathroom. Yoichi smiled, curiosity getting the best of him as he searched throughout Mikan's room. The five year old pulled out a cardboard box and began going through it. In it where pictures of her years from GA. The festival, her friends, her birthday, and many from central town. There where also dozens of letters addressed to someone named 'Jii-chan'. Her grandfather, he assumed. But what he found next made his jaw drop. A white cat mask, equivalent to Natsume's black cat mission mask. Except on the inside of Natsume's mask there was something written in the inside so Mikan couldn't have possibly been involved with Persona. But just to be sure, he shakily flipped the mask over and let out a small shriek when he read what was engraved inside the mask. 'Property of Gakuen Alice' Name: Mikan Sakura alias: Shiro Neko. He shoved the mask and box under the bed as he heard the shower turn off. Just seconds later, Mikan dressed in a black skirt and pink tank top emerged, staring at Yoichi concerned.
"Yo-chan?" She asked confused. She thought that she had kicked him out of the room with all of the others. I guess I didn't notice him…"Are you okay?" Mikan kneeled by the boy when she noticed his terror stricken face.
"Okaa-san…" Se said launching himself in Mikan's arms and crying his little heart out.
"O-kaa-san?" Mikan repeated, confused. For years she had only been called ugly or annoying by Yoichi and now she was suddenly called his mother? She had no time to ponder over the fact, her impatient friends where outside. Mikan stood up, bringing Yoichi up with her. "Everything will be okay, Yo-chan." Mikan comforted awkwardly. "I promise." Yoichi didn't reply, but buried his head in Mikan's shoulder to muffle his crying. Mikan and Yoichi made their way outside where all of their friends where waiting. Hotaru immediately began walking towars the bus, while Natsume stared at the crying boy blankly before running to catch up with Hotaru, almost smiling. Sure, he was beyond worried about Yoichi, but today was the day he would begin finding out about Mikan's new secret. Ruka shot a curious look towards Mikan who just shrugged in return.
Yoichi had finally calmed down once they had reached Central Town, but he still refused to be more than five feet away from Kian. This made changing veryawkward for Mikan. But, she made it work. After many stares and Howalons later, Mikan glanced at her watch and gulped. If she didn't leave now, she wuld be late, and punished by Persona. The only good thing that had happened was the fact she had copied around ten alices that day, from all the different people she had run across that day.
"You guys, I have to go now, I had something planned…" She explained and her friends all nodded, dismissing her. Yoichi however, clung to Mikan's leg and began wailing. Everyone stopped to stare at the strange sight. The usually stoic and cruel Yoichi Hijiri was clinging to Mikan and crying like the little kid he was. Natsume grew very worried and began searching Mikan's confused eyes. Hotaru, began snapping pictures.
"Thousands…" Hotaru muttered to herself. Ruka, feeling bad for the boy, tried to pry Hotaru away from her gun, only to get socked by the baka gun.
"Okaa-san no! It's too dangerous he'll hurt you!" He wailed.
Then, everything was all to clear for Mikan while Natsume just grew more confused. Since when was Mikan Yoichi's 'Okaa-san'? And what about Mikan did Yoichi seemed to know that he didn't?
Mikan looked down at Yoichi and began stroking his hair. "You found that box didn't you, Yo-chan?" Yoichi nodded. "I know that you're trying to protect me, but it's my job to protected you and everyone else for once.
"But Per-" Yoichi began but Mikan hushed him, looking around nervously. She dropped her voice so that only Yoichi could hear her.
"We have to keep this a secret between the two of us. Now you must let me go, or I'll be severely punished. You don't want that right?" Yoichi instantly let go of her hand. "Remember, 'everything will be okay'." And then, Mikan was gone.
"Iie Okaa-san," Yoichi said to no one in particular. "This time, I don't think it will."
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