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Chapter 4:
Mikan awoke with heavy confusion, she looked around to take in her surroundings. She found herself in the most comfortable bed she had ever laid herself on. Her shaky hands came in contact with soft, satin sheets. She slowly got out of the canopy bed, moving the silky red curtains away in the process, and finally her feet came in contact with the rug.
She noticed the room she was in was huge, it almost made her gasp. She saw a big fireplace that lit the entire room up with its distinguished flames. She also saw a writing desk in the corner, a bunch of wooden shelves filled with books and art supplies, and a huge wardrobe.
Intrigued to what's inside the wardrobe, she opened it and her mouth widened in a perfect O shape. Inside contained various amounts of fancy gowns, filled with the colors of black, red, dark orange, and dark purple. She noticed they were precisely her size, which made her entire body ran cold. She felt like whoever kidnapped her, designed this room to be hers.
She had to get out of here, right now. She ran to the door, praying to the Alice Gods it wasn't lock. It seemed the Alice Gods answered her prayers because she opened the door with sweet success. She closed the door behind her, tiptoeing in the long, narrow highway. She passed by creepy paintings of dead souls, which looked like their eyes were expressed to be quenched with undying sorrow. This also helped her remember that the chariot came from the underground, and she had a feeling her captor took her to the underground with him.
She came across a spiral staircase, and descended down quiet as a mouse. When she was about to reach the last step, she heard a infuriating roar so loud, it shook the crystal chandelier off the ceiling. She held in her scream as she went around the broken glass. She hid behind a big pillar when she saw someone stomping down the stairs.
It was a man, but she couldn't deny he was handsome. He had wavy black hair, with red eyes, and a stubble on his chin. She felt herself blush at his features, but then she snapped herself out of it like she usually did. Her mother separated herself a lot from the opposite gender, so that was usually her reaction. For some reason, he had a bigger effect on her because he looked like an Alice God.
"Where is she? How could you let her escape?!" The intimidating man exclaimed to a couple see-through souls she didn't notice before.
"Find her! If you don't, I shall send all of you to the depths of Tartarus!" They vanished into thin air, and the man pinched his nose in frustration.
He must have noticed her intense staring at him, because he was available to catch a quick glimpse of her behind the pillar. He smirked at this, he always had a thing for games.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are," He said mockingly to her, even though he knew exactly where she was. She felt her heart beating fast at his taunts, and tried to control on her heavy breathing.
"We could play hide and seek all day, but I'm done with playing, so come on out," She didn't move an inch from her position.
He sighed at this, sneakily walking behind the pillar without her notice. She couldn't see him anymore, so she let out a breath of relief. When she turned her head in the other direction, she screamed bloody murder.
His smirk widened at this, but it diminished quickly when she tried to run away from him again. He pinned her arms against the pillar, and she gave him a death glare.
"Caught you, there is no way to hide, so calm down," He commanded her with a hint of a hypnotic tone.
She slowly started to relax, not bothering to fight him anymore. However, her glare at him was still present because she knew this was his doing.
He twirled a piece of her hair, seeing that it wasn't in those childish pigtails. He would make sure his servants would have her hair down more often, and specifically for his eyes only.
Mikan didn't like the look he gave her, not one single bit. He looked at her like she was his precious doll, a doll that would do his bidding for his liking. She already felt like her mother treated her as a fragile doll, she wasn't going to let this man do the same thing.
"What do you want with me? Who are you? And where am I exactly?" She could feel her voice tremble, but she made sure her eyes were focused on him.
Surprisingly, he got down on one knee, and took out a box from his dark cloak. Inside it was a ruby diamond ring, it was even redder than his eyes. She stared at him dumbstruck, literally lost for words.
"Mikan Yukihira, would you do me the honor of being my wife, and rule the Underworld with me as my Queen?" She didn't know what to say, she was a mere mortal, not even close to a Demigod.
How could Natsume Hyuuga, King of the Underworld and King of the Dead, ask her to marry him? Then it dawned on her that this was what the Fates predicted, he was the darkness and she was the mere flower.
She took a deep breath, trying to refuse his offer very gently. "I'm truly honored that You, as an Alice God, asked me to marry you. However, I have to refuse because I am not fit to be queen and I know there are plenty of other mortals that are way prettier than me," She laughed that last statement off.
Mikan knew that she was pretty, but she was a mere weed compared to the others she had seen that we're beautiful like blooming roses. She may be a woman now, but her mother still dressed her like a child, and the only color she had ever worn was white.
"What I'm offering you, will make you way more beautiful than any of those conceited goddesses. I see so much potential, especially alluring darkness from you. All you have to say is one simple yes, so what do you say now?" He was tempting her, with his compelling words.
Nobody had ever told her she had darkness within her, only pure light. What darkness did he see in her? And why was she intrigued to express it?
Mikan shook her head, scolding herself from being swayed by his words. "My answer is still no, my lord. Take me home to my mother, now!" She said defiantly.
"I won't take you above, not now, not ever. You shall be my wife, with or without your consent. Your father has already gave me his blessing, we shall be wed tomorrow," He said in a finalized tone.
"My father would never give his blessing to this ridiculous marriage! How dare you force me to a marriage I do not want, I hate you!" Before she could stop herself, she slapped him hard, across the face.
Her mind was consumed with absolute fury, she wasn't thinking straight. However, when she finally calmed down, she looked at him wide-eyed. She had just slap an Alice God, she was definitely dead meat by the look he was giving her.
"My servants shall change you in a better attire, and once you look presentable. You shall dine with me for dinner, no exceptions," She wished he would have yelled at her for slapping him. Instead, he completely changed a topic that made her head spun, and talked to her in a chilling whisper.
She noticed two souls appeared out of nowhere, one on her left and one on her right. They gripped onto her, and she vanished into thin air with them.
Natsume looked at where she disappeared, smirking to himself. He headed towards the dinning area, his mind consumed of Mikan. No one had ever dared slap the mighty King of the Underworld, except her, a mere mortal. He knew the fire and darkness combined within her, would make her his perfect queen.
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Yuka was purely exhausted. She had just finished tending to Mori's son, and luckily the little guy was going to be just fine. However, she had no idea what caused that nasty fever, but she was relieved to bring it down.
She wondered if her precious daughter was asleep yet? It was pretty late, so she wouldn't be surprised if she was. A smile always came upon her face when she thought of her little Tangerine.
She knew her daughter was more antsy to venture out more, especially since she was an adult now. Selfishly, she couldn't let her daughter spread her wings, she would even cut them off of her without a hint of hesitation. She was hers and hers alone. She would not share her daughter to anyone, no matter how much her daughter would beg of her.
When she reached her home, she noticed the door was wide open. She rushed in frantically, looking everywhere for her daughter, but the house was silent as the night. She ran back outside to look for her at the meadow, but she wasn't there either.
She began to weep heavily on the meadow, wondering where her daughter was? It seemed that someone had read her thoughts. Suddenly, a white-hot light fanned her face, and she saw a beautiful goddess that stood in front of her.
She recognized that it was Serina Yamada, goddess of the moon. Yuka groveled to her feet, weeping pathetically onto her white robe. "Please, Lady Serina, do you know where my daughter is?" She asked her in a meek tone.
Serina was silent as a suspect. She put a golden lock behind her ear, and answered the poor mother. "I have seen you daughter, she was taken underground by the King of the Underworld, he took her as his bride," With her final words, Lady Serina disappeared into the night, resuming her place back at the moon.
"Lord Hyuuga, you have messed with the wrong witch!" Yuka said in a harsh whisper.
The flowers she gripped onto, withered into her poisonous hands. Unknown to Mikan or her husband, she lied to them about being a wiccan, she was not, but a pure witch. If she was miserable than the whole world shall be miserable.
She would come up with a spell, which would make the harvest on earth die on her behalf. She ran back to her cottage, with an evil cackle that echoed the quiet night, and she slammed the door behind her.