After the rain comes the sun!
After a hectic week comes a 'loose' week! hhaxD.
Chapter 4
Everything is all messed up. And all of these started with that condition of Natsume. And, for Mikan, it's stupid. Her friendship with Ruka is ruined. It will never be the same anymore. They don't ignore each other but they often have a lot of awkward moments. Ruka's friendship with Natsume – who started everything — is destroyed. Ruka knows that even though Mikan dumped him, Natsume would never treat him like before. Or worst, never talk to him. Hotaru is having a hard time for thinking of a plan. A plan for her confession — really weird for a genius like her. A week has passed but still, nothing. And, lastly, Natsume. He doesn't give much thought to Ruka. He's enjoying himself. He enjoys being with Mikan, teasing her, ordering her around, sleeping on her lap, or even just looking – or staring – at her when she's asleep.
Hotaru loves Ruka. There's no doubt about that.
Ruka loves Mikan. Were those really for her? Or is Mikan right?
If Mikan doesn't love Ruka, does she love Natsume, her so-called boyfriend?
What's Natsume's reason for all of this? Is he in love with Mikan too?
"Polka," Natsume said. He was sitting on a tree branch while Mikan was leaning at the bottom of it eating some Howalons.
"What?" she asked.
"Why are you here?" he asked back, putting down his manga on his lap.
"Huh? Well… didn't you tell me to come here?"
"Why are you my girlfriend?" he said in a low, cold voice.
"It's because…," She trailed off, not knowing what to say next. She, herself, is not sure why.
"Of the Howalons?" he continued. "Just that?"
Mikan swallowed her last piece of Howalon and looked up to see his face. But she can't. She closed her eyes and asked, "Then, why do you want me to be –"
Natsume jumped down and faced her. Her eyes flew open. "I asked first. Answer me."
She lowered her head, avoiding his glare. 'Why is he like this? What's wrong with him?' she thought.
He walked slowly to her while she lifted her head, meeting his gaze. He put his hands on the tree, securing Mikan between them. "Answer me."
"Natsume… I… I'm…"
He leaned closer, wrapping one arm around her waist. She put both her arms on his well-toned chest and pushed him back but failed.
"Hey…! Natsu –"
He shut her up putting his lips on hers, kissing her deeply. Her eyes widened then slowly closed. She kissed back and closed her fist on his chest grabbing his shirt. Natsume pulled her closer, his other arm now at the back of her neck, their lips moving together in unison.
Then, they parted, gasping for air. He grinned, taking a few steps back and putting his hands back on his pocket.
She blushed. "Why did you… umm…"
"You kissed back, Polka."
Mikan blushed even more. "Natsume!"
"You're my girlfriend. No matter what the reason is, you're still my girlfriend." He emphasized the word sending chills on her back.
"But—"
"If you don't stop, I'll kiss you again." He smirked.
"I don't care! Answer. My. Question. WHY?"
"You don't care, huh?" He stepped forward, chuckling.
"N-Natsume!"
He pulled her hand and brushed his lips on Mikan's. "You didn't answer me so I won't answer you."
"You!" she pouted and looked away with a blush on her face. There, he saw Ruka. "Ruka-pyon…?"
Ruka turned around and walked away, avoiding the two. Natsume glared at him.
Mikan pushed Natsume gently and followed Ruka. Natsume grabbed her hand stopping her. "Let go!"
"No."
"Natsume!" she exclaimed.
"I told you not to —"
"He's still my friend! Besides, isn't he your best friend? Why are you like this? Is it because he loves me? Just because of that??"
He didn't answer. He tried to keep her from knowing Ruka's feelings but he could not. He was gone for a day and so much happened. A week has passed and no one told him about it. 'Ruka already confessed. Then, this girl –'
"I may be your girlfriend but it's not because we have feelings for each other! Right?!"
Natsume's grip loosened and she quickly ran away, leaving him in confusion.
"Ruka-pyon! Wait up!!"
He stopped but didn't turn around.
"Thanks! Uhh… umm… I –"
"You don't have to say anything you know. He's your boyfriend," he said, not stuttering a bit.
"That's right… but… but…! You know why!"
"Why did you follow? I'm sure he's mad now."
"Well… I… I just felt like it…" She scratched her head, laughing a bit.
"You should head back." He turned around now, smiling.
"Before that… uhh… about that someone that I told you about…," she said, looking down.
'Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!' the idiot-gun shot Mikan on the head.
"Idiot. I'm the one who should tell him. I don't need anyone's help." Hotaru moved out from the bushes and showed herself, holding the gun in her hand.
"Hotaru…! … Uhh… Sorry! It's because it has been a week and you still –"
"Go! Now!" she narrowed her eyes and pointed the gun at her again.
"F-Fine!" Mikan hastily went back to where he left Natsume – the Sakura Tree.
Hotaru faced him lowering her head. "I don't think that idiot's the one for you."
"Are you that someone?" he asked, letting go of the bunny. It ran away inside the bushes and Ruka stood up again.
Her eyes widened. "I underestimated you. You're not as dense as she is, eh?" She lifted her head and chuckled.
Now, his eyes widened so wide that they might fall. 'She's beautiful…' he thought.
She went closer till she can reach his ears. "I'll see you around, Ruka," she whispered.
"Eh?" She called him by his first name, anyone would be surprised.
She began to walk away when he called, "Hey!"
"What?"
"I'll call you Hotaru, 'kay?"
She smiled.
'She is beautiful. It's actually the first time I saw her smile.'
"I love you. Idiot," she confessed before running to the bushes again.
"Where the hell is that guy?? I even came back for him." Mikan pouted. "I wonder if Hotaru said it. She kept on taking pictures and videos of Ruka-pyon not just because of earning money by selling those but because she wants to keep them. And. It's because she loves him."
Did I do it right? =/
I think it's not enough… My mind is all messed up 'because I'm sleepy right now. Sorry.
Oh well! I did my best! =))
--It's unstoppable. It chokes me up inside
I love the present, but it will always pass. =/
