Sometimes, the person we love the most is the person we hurt the most
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Trust Me
By: Lady-Von-Bielefeld
Chapter 3: Trouble
Mikan's Point of View
Achooooooo!
Dust. Dust. And more dust.
Honestly, when was the last time I cleaned this place?
I sighed, watching the never ending spread of dust in front of me. You know, how dust just floats bout and stuff? Well what I was seeing was something like that. Mou. I must be busier than I thought. Who knew my apartment can be capable of inhabiting such huge dust bunnies?
And I call myself a nurse! Aren't nurses supposed to be clean and orderly? The Hospitals going to fire me if they saw what my apartment looked like. Ahehehe. I can actually imagine Hatori-senpai's face.
Oooohhhh touble.
Sweat drop.
I guess that's what you get for over working. You tend to ignore a lot of things. And when I say a lot, I mean a lot.
Heck, look at my apartment. It's all topsy-turvy!
Sigh.
Minna-san, I'm Mikan Sakura, 21 years old, a nurse, and not more than two days ago I signed a contract that was a bout to change the spinning course of my life.
I signed a contract agreeing that in the near future (Saturday to be exact) I was going to be Mrs. Natsume Hyuuga.
Yes. You have read right. Me, plain, clumsy Mikan Sakura was about to marry the infamous, rich, stoic, Natsume Hyuuga!
I really didn't understand what had gotten over me when I signed those papers.
It was like I was possessed by a spirit or something. When I looked at him and saw how he really needed his so called 'future wife' I gave in.
Perhaps I was possessed. Hmmmm. Maybe I should ask help from the S.P.R (Shibuya Psychic Research) to check if I'm really okay.
Perhaps it was the way he pleaded.
"Mikan. You're the closest girl I've got. Marry me. Please."
Or perhaps it was his desperation.
"It's not forever. We can always get a divorce after a year or two. You don't have to be serious. You can date other men, for all I care. And I'll provide you with everything. You don't have to work again. I'll even pay you!"
Okay so maybe it's not only his desperation but mine as well. I really needed money. Hey. Don't look at me that way, who wouldn't need financial securities? I was nearly broke you know.
"Nobody can resist Natsume Hyuuga"
It couldn't be his charm, can it? His charms may work on other women, okay scratch that his charms work on all women but I'm one hundred and one percent sure that it doesn't work on me so don't even bother asking.
"Trust me. I never go back on my words."
Or maybe, it was something else.
"Trust me, Mikan."
I shook my head. Wow what was I thinking? Whatever the reason was, I agreed and that's that. It's not that I mind really, he maybe the most horrible jerk on the phase of the planet, demo that doesn't stop him from being my best friend. And don't best friends stick together?
Yeahp. We stick together.
Speaking of sticking together, where is that jerk?
I glanced at the digital wall clock a friend of mine had given last Christmas.
11: 09 it read. Wasn't Natsume suppose to be hear an hour ago helping me pack all this stuff? I should have known that jerk wouldn't show up. Sigh.
Leave it to him, first he tells me to pack all my stuff so I can move with him and uncle Seiji in the Hyuuga mansion. Now here I am practically sneezing myself to death with all the packing and dusting here, there and everywhere. Where is he? Argh!
Achooooo!
Mou. Natsume where are you? If you can't help me with my packing can't you at least send someone of your oh-so-many-maids to help me? Jeez, really if you're in such a hurry to get this stuff over with, you should at least help.
I continued packing; I gave up waiting. I'd get nothing done if i wait for him all day. Jeez.
I packed my clothes, and other stuff I have. I'm not that rich, I don't have that many stuff so I wasn't really surprised that I finished early.
O1: 23
The clock read.
Oh sometimes that Natsume just pisses me off! I can't believe him!
I poured myself a glass of my favorite tangerine juice. Sat back on the sofa and turned on the television.
I massaged my temples and felt a shot of pain as I accidentally touched the sensitive part somewhere in the right side. The scar Hotaru inflicted was bandaged pretty well by Yuu yesterday, demo it still hurts.
Youch!
I yelped. It really did hurt.
I don't know whether to be happy or scared that Hotaru's aim gets better everyday. Hehehehe, I laughed sheepishly. Something's telling me I should be afraid. Yes Mikan, be very, very afraid.
FLASHBACK:
"Ne, Natsume. What party?" she asked for the second time. How exciting. It's been a while since she last went to a party.
Natsume glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "You'll see."
He opened the door.
BAKA.BAKA.BAKA.
And as if on cue the pretty brunet we all know and love was knocked to the ground.
"Mikan!" they gasped, rushing towards the girl who seemed to have
"What the… "Natsume said in surprise. He expected his friends to react when they heard the news about his soon marriage to the girl, but he wasn't expecting something like this.
Shifting his red ruby eyes, he stared at the most obvious suspect for the incident.
"Imai, what the heck is wrong with you?" Natsume spat. Glaring at the inventor, who in return glared back.
Silence.
"You tell me what's gong on, Hyuuga. What's this crap I'm hearing that you and the idiot are getting married?" she said. Boy was she blunt.
He smirked at her. "Yeah, so?"
BAKA.BAKA.BAKA.
It's a good thing Natsume has high reflexes or he had been toast.
"That's not funny anymore." Natsume dusted the imaginary dust on his shirt.
"Do you know what's funny?" Hotaru asked. No one answered. Probably to busy helping Mikan regain her composure.
"It's when I hit you straight in the face." She stated aiming at Natsume's precious, flawless, perfect, magnificent, (all right we get it already!) face.
"Stop that, the two of you." Yuu commanded. Yes, he commanded.
"Stop acting like kids already! "
Surprised by his sudden change, Hotaru putted her gun down and sighs of relief filled the whole restaurant.
"Thank Kami she putted it down." Anna smiled, her eyes brimming with genuine pleasure. "I thought she would never put that thing down."
Hotaru gave Anna a death glare, causing little-Miss-Pink-and-Peppy to shudder. No one beats Hotaru Imai's glares of death! Nyahahahaha
"Now, how about you two calm down so we can start, you know to celebrate. Isn't that what we're here for?" Koko informed. He was already stuffing his mouth full with all of George's fine dishes.
Anna sighed. Thank you koko!
Hotaru went back to her sit beside Ruka and Koko. Natsume walked towards Yuu who was giving his future wife first aid.
"You okay?" he asked looking down.
"Hmm!" she smiled optimistically that Natsume couldn't help but smile along with her.
"No harm done. It just hurts a little." She continued.
When Yuu was done with the bandaging he gave Mikan and Natsume a small nod before going back to sitting with his fiancée Nonoko. The two have been dating since junior high and have already planned their wedding this coming June. You can imagine how shock they were to learn that Mikan and Natsume have beaten them to it already planning to get married this coming Saturday, or so they have heard.
Natsume pulled Mikan up. Casually he slipped his hand behind her waist and led her to the table.
Everybody was starring at them.
"hehehe, Natsume what are you doing?" she whispered noticing the stares, as she smiled sheepishly at her friends. She wasn't use to the attention she was getting.
He smirked. "What does it look like I'm doing lil girl? I'm escorting you so you won't trip or something." for a moment he sounded sweet, if not for that look-at-me-I'm-a-gentleman look he was giving.
He pulled out a chair for her and waited for her to sit down before he sat beside her. They sat in between Ruka and Koko.
"Order as much as you want everybody. The tab's on me." Natsume snapped his fingers and soon waiters began filling the table with more food.
"Congratulations!" They all cheered as more food made its way towards the table.
"But why so sudden?" Nonoko asked. The loudness of the room seems to have quite down when Nonoko brought in the topic.
Everybody knew that they were friends, and some did have hints that Natsume had feelings for her, but could it be possible that he just proposed like that, and she just accepted? That would mean that theses two have been going out on secret.
"Yes, why so sudden, Mikan, Natsume?" Hotaru asked in a creepy voice. It was like she knew a very dark secret or something. She refused to meet anyone's eye contact so she just stared at the glass of whine she was drinking.
"You two aren't even dating and now you're getting married?" Hotaru continued as the whole restaurant went silent. She has a point.
"That's odd." She smiled mischievously. "Very odd, don't you think so too, Ruka?"
She turned to the blonde boy beside her, giving him a say-what-I-want-you-to-say-or-never-say-anything-ever-again look.
Ruka practically chocked on the spaghetti he was eating. "Umm well that is su---sudden…"
This time it was Natsume's turn to glare. "De-demo, I'm not that surprise, Hon."
He said, flashing the rest a bright smile. Hotaru was more surprise than angry. Since when did Ruka disobey her?
"Natsume had always mentioned that he likes Mikan, more than a friend. And uh I'm pretty sure he loves her. So yeah, I'm not that surprise hon. you shouldn't be too."
Natsume smirked. So he remembered me telling him that I like polka ey?
"Imai. I know you're upset coz I'm going to marry your best friend, demo won't you at least consider her feelings?" he asked.
Hotaru raised her brow. "I've know Mikan, way, way longer than you have Hyuuga. So don't give me that crap of her feelings. I know her enough, and not once, not once did she mentioned that she love you."
"She didn't?" Natsume asked, surprised.
"She did. But I don't recall anything like that kind of love."
"Why won't you ask her yourself." His confidence shot through Hotaru's ego like a bullet.
She had always hated, Hyuuga. Even when they were still kids, Natsume would always, always win. Even if she worked hard at school, he would always be number one. What hurts the most is that Hyuuga wasn't even trying, while she practically strived her way. It was unfair.
Unfair.
"Mikan, are you sure you want to marry Hyuuga?" Hotaru wanted confirmation.
Do you really love Hyuuga more?
"I love Natsume, Hotaru. He's nicer than you think." The brunet had a faint smile tugging on her lips.
He was always on top of me. He was always competition.
"You're sure? Coz if you're not you know you can always…" her voice trailed away as she stared down at her lap.
"I'm sure." She beamed at Natsume, who gave out a smirk.
He always wins.
Her amethyst eyes somehow seemed sad today. Natsume noted to himself. As if she was loosing something rarely important to her. And Natsume knew what that thing was.
"I love Mikan." He stated, causing everyone to stay stiff. Koko even dropped his fork.
"You don't have to worry, Imai. I promise I'll take good care of her."
Looking up from her lap, ruby met amethyst.
"Don't worry about this idiot." Natsume said pulling the brunet closer to him. "She's in good hands. Beside you should worry more about the baby you and Ruka are having." He winked, causing Koko to drop his fork or the second time again.
"Eeeeeeeh! Hotaru you're pregnant!" Koko and Mikan screamed at the same time. The others who were also surprised stared. They knew Hotaru is a private person, but isn't that a lil to much? They were all friends after all. I think they deserve to at least know something as big as that.
Hotaru glared at Ruka, who scratched his head. "Hon, you won't be able to hide that fact when you tummy starts getting big." He stated embarrassed.
BAKA.BAKA.BAKA.
"Should have seen that coming." Ruka said standing up. "Thanks a lot, Natsume." He said dusting the imaginary he obtained. Really? What is up with men and dusting stuff that aren't there?
"You're welcome." Natsume grinned.
"Sugoi! A baby! Congratulations Hotaru." Mikan stood up attempting to give her best friend a big bear hug.
Unfortunately…
BAKA.BAKA.BAKA.
"Mikan." Nonoko and Anna gasped as the brunet flew to the other side of the restaurant. Anna, Nonoko, Yuu, and Koko (he was dragged) followed, racing towards the brunet.
Hotaru remained seated, ordering another plate of crabs.
Natsume stood up, deciding not wanting to be alone with the ice queen. He turned on his heel and started walking.
"Hyuuga." Hotaru started as the rave haired boy stopped from his tracks.
"She obviously doesn't love you that way," she stated as the plate of crabs arrived.
"I always thought she was a great actress. But nothing gets by me." Hotaru continued, munching.
"So it seems." Natsume continued, staring at Mikan and the others at the other side of the restaurant. They were helping her get up. Imai, you are amazing.
"I don't know what you two are planning, but I do know that this is what Mikan wants for now." Natsume shrugged at the comment and continued his walking
"I hope you'll take care of her. Don't hurt her." She added belatedly.
"Trust me, that's the last thing I'd do." She was still munching on her crab brains, or whatever it is. "Make her cry and I swear, I'll break your face." She whispered, but it was enough for Natsume to hear.
"Ossu." (Sure) He smirked as he started on his way.
Hotaru smiled at herself, as the others made their way back to their respective seats.
She glanced at the whining Koko who was complaining about being dragged.
At Anna and Nonoko who was complaining on how Koko have eaten way too much for his own good.
At Yuu, who was busy bandaging Mikan and Ruka.
And at Natsume, who unconsciously was staring at Mikan with concern, tender eyes.
You love her, Hyuuga. I know you do. And that reason is enough for me.
She smirked, as she continued on her crabs.
You have to watch out, Hyuuga. She close her eyes for a brief moment, her smirked turned into a frown. She opened her eyes. Coz sometimes the person we love the most is the person we hurt the most.
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After that rather disturbing incident between Natsume and Hotaru, the rest of the day went pretty well. They ate, sang and celebrated. They even got Natsume and Hotaru sing a duet for Mikan. They partied till sun down, and left George at about 11:00 pm (George opens at 7am- 11pm). Hotaru let Mikan hug her when they left. And Natsume drove her back to her apartment.
"Thanks for the party, Natsume. I had a lot of fun." She beamed.
"I hope we'll do it again soon, I missed does guys." She added, digging her purse for her house keys.
"Hn." Was all Natsume could say after a rather long day.
"I'll see you soon." She said twisting the door knob. She stepped inside her apartment, but was stopped half way through as Natsume grab her elbow.
"Wait." He asked as he went back to his car. Mikan waited, and watched in amusement at the way he hurried back carrying a big paper back.
"What's that?"
"Boxes." He stated unemotionally.
"What's it for?"
"It's for your stuff." He said, handing Mikan the bag.
"Eh? What stuff?" she asked in dry confusion. "I know I told you I'm broke, Natsume. Demo I have a lot of places to put my stuff in, Thank you very much." Sarcasm was dripping from her voice.
Natsume rolled her eyes "You're moving in with me after the wedding. I suggest you get packing. Our wedding's not less than a week."
"Eh?"
"Don't make me repeat myself. I'll help you pack tomorrow." And with that he closed the door for her, leaving her speechless.
END OF FLASBACK:
The loud squeals of girls from the television, woken me up from my trance.
I glanced at the clock again. 2:04 it read, and still no Natsume. Wow. He sure is taking too long.
"Waaaah! I LOVE YOU NATSUME!" hearing the name, I jerked my head towards the television screen, and there I saw Natsume walking out of the Hyuuga building with a lot of body guards defending him from the wrath of fan girls.
As he neared his car, reporters from all networks blocked his way.
"Yes?" he asked, removing his shades.
"Mr. Hyuuga, Mr. Hyuuga is the rumors true? Are you getting married this Saturday?" one of them asked causing me to stand up and come closer.
He smiled at the reporters, "Yes. I'm getting married this Saturday." He stated earning a loud "boohoos" from his fan girls.
"NO WAY!" they screeched, some were even crying.
I can't believe girls are crying over him.
The reporters gasped at his answer. "Who is she? Where did you meet? Why did you pick her?" the reporters ushered.
"Mikan, I've known her since I was five." he smirked, snapping his fingers as his body guards made the reporters go away. He putted back his shades; slide in his limo and closed the door.
"MR. HYUUGA! MR. HYUUGA!" they screamed running after him along with thousand of fan girls.
My sweat drop.
"Mikan, I've known her since I was five." Natsume answered in his interview. Wow, he really is blunt.
Well at least I know the reason why he's running a lil late.
"There you have it, ladies and gentlemen. Natsume Hyuuga a.k.a. the youngest and only heir of the Hyuuga enterprises confirmed that he is indeed getting married this Saturday." The announcer on the Beati-fulz Network reported.
She was a pretty reporter, I give her that. She had shy black eyes and soft brown hair framing her small face.
Souma, Kagura. I read, so her names Kagura, she's really cute.
She started looking mad and before I knew it she started shouting. "The only Question remaining is; who the hell is this Mikan and what kind of spell did she use to get Natsume-sama's heart! Mikan who ever you are Souma, Kagura is definitely going too…"
Tooooooooot the television went blank.
"We interrupt this program for the following reminders."
They cut it, ahehehe. I scratch my head, laughing sheepishly. Oh boy. Talk about getting myself in trouble. Getting involve with the Hyuuga's is harder then it looks.
This is going to be a long, long, long, I gulped, long week.
Author's Note:
The next chapter will be featuring, gowns, flowers, foams, lingerie's, expensive wine, loud music, hot boy bands, the pussy cat dolls…. and a teddy bear?
Huh? What's up with the teddy bear?
Well better tune in to find out
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