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Chapter 4
Falling...
:[Mikan's PoV]:
Arms...
Arms wrap around my body...
The surroundings darken... The audience squealed and complained...
I was lifted up to the air, an arm on my back, another behind my knees... I could feel us moving, most likely to the backstage.
There were voices, so many of them. But I can't-couldn't-understand a thing they were saying...
My chest was so heavy and my mind hazy... Hot tears flowed down my cheeks. My vision blurred.
"I... I.. Failed... Everyone..." I manage to squeak out.
"You didn't." A voice whispered to my ear. "Do you want to lie down?"
I weakly shook my head.
"Water?"
I shook my head again and muttered, "Just... Put me down..." I said in between sobs.
A few steps later, I felt myself being set down on a soft couch.
'What will happen now?' I thought, trying to wipe the tears that wouldn't stop.
"They're still following the schedule... Closing the show..." the person who carried me sat down beside me.
Natsume, it was him... He caught me... And carried me...
"Thanks..." I breath out.
"Hn."
A hand lands on my head. It gave me a small pat, and was quickly retrieved by its owner.
I couldn't help but give a shaky smile.
"Mikan-chan!" Kaoru Hyuuga nears us, her forehead creased with worry. I had stopped crying, but my body was still shaking. "Are you alright?" She asks.
I nod and force a smile.
"Mooouuu~ Even after crying, Mikan-chan still looks so pretty..." The staff gathered around us.
"Good thing the mascarra I used was waterproof." The make-up artist comments.
"Well, besides the chaos, the show was a great success!" The stage manager was grinning so brightly, I couldn't help but grin slightly.
The staff chatted and laughed around us as though I didn't just make a mess. I smiled back occassionally, and tried my best to blend in.
"Sir! You can't just–!" The guard was panicking by the entrance, trying to stop a man who was walking towards us.
Everybody turned their jeads toward the commotion and almost immediately, they all stiffened.
"Let him in, Wataru." Kaoru-san tells the guard. The latter reluctantly steps aside.
"Ko-nni-chi-wa~ Kaoru-chaaan~!" A man in his mid-thirties was walking towards us. He had a smile om his porcelain-white face, his eyes blazing bronze, his reddish brown hair flying in the wind.
Oh-em-gee.
"R... REEEEOOOOOO~SAAAMAAAAAAAAA~!" I mindlessly squealed.
And almost all of the female staff followed suit, all of them crowding the hottest male popstar of the century.
Of course I would've crowded around him too, only...
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Natsume was glaring daggers at the side of my head.
"Ladies, ladies, quiet down please. I need to speak to Kaoru-san and..." He stops short then glances at my direction.
He smiles. At me.
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.
"You're drooling." Natsume puts a finger on my chin and forces my head to face him.
And then...
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:[normal PoV]:
The room was silenced, all figures frozen.
Was it their imagination?
Mikan and Natsume... Were Kissing!
They may have mistaken it... But...
Natsume pulls away and turns his head to face everyone. He was glaring hard at their direction, particularly at Reo.
Mikan looked like a stone figure, her lips in a straigjt line, her eyes staring blankly in space.
"Mine." The raven-haired lad says.
Poor Mikan.
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