Natsume's POV At 6
We decided to take two cars, mine and Ruka's. I led the way. When we arrived, they stood back for a second, then walked in with me. I led them up to her apartment complex. I rang the doorbell. The door opened and we only saw a pair of feet running up the stairs and the bottom of a robe until it disappeared up the stairs.
"Sit down on the couch and wait for a few seconds!" I heard one of the girls yell. I wasn't sure who it was. I threw myself on the couch.
"You sure are comfortable here." Ruka said.
"I've been coming here every single day for the past weeks. I was just upstairs more often." I said.
"Have you been in her room?" Koko asked, way up close.
"Yeah, why?" I asked pushing his face back.
"That's like a girl's sanctuary. I have never been in one." Kitsuneme said for him. Mochu, Ruka, and I raised our eyebrows. They just sat down on a different couch than us.
"The place is really nice." Ruka said. I nodded.
"We apologize for making you wait." The pink haired girl said walking down the steps. One by one they went down. Mikan was the last one and she looked absolutely gorgeous and not to mention sexy. They were all wearing leather mini skirts, red t-shirts, a leather sleeveless jacket, and a gold chain around each of their necks with their name as the pendant. Mikan had her hair down and flowing. She was so beautiful. Then I noticed the knapsack she carried. I pointed to it and raised an eyebrow.
"Dance clothes." She answered.
"You girls look hot!" Mochu mused. They giggled.
"We get that a lot. Let's go." Sumire said.
"Eager for your drink much?" Mikan asked, with a laugh.
"I didn't say it with an attitude or anything, so don't complain." She responded. Mikan nodded and we walked out of the apartment. We walked down to the cars.
"Nice!" Shoda yelled, twirling around my car.
"You're burning your heels." Mikan said. She stopped immediately and I nodded as thanks.
"So who's car is this?" she asked. I raised my hand slightly.
"Of course!" she screamed eagerly. I rolled my eyes and opened my car. Mikan walked over to her motorcycle.
"What are you doing to that motorcycle?" Mochu asked.
"I need to lock it up. I wouldn't want anyone stealing it." She answered.
"That's yours?" he asked, with his jaw down.
"How did you think I get to work everyday?" she asked.
"I don't know. Public bus? Walking?" he said. Mikan shrugged and walked towards my car she opened the passenger's seat door, next to me and sat herself, putting on her seat belt right after. I drove us to the club.
"This… is an alleyway." Mochu said in a blunt tone of voice.
Mikan's friends and I walked down the alleyway. Then Mikan opened the door and from the car, where my friends were standing, they could see the lights and people of the club.
"But at the end of the alleyway is a pretty hot club." Mikan said. My friends ran towards us and we walked in.
"Mikan's in the house! And guess what everybody?! She brought Break Ya Back with her. Look forward to a performance later on!" the dj said. The entire club roared just hearing Mikan's name, but they completely brought the house down when they heard that the rest of Break Ya Back was there too and that there would be a performance.
"Woah, you girls are really popular!" Koko, Kitsuneme, and Yuu said, Yuu with a little less enthusiasm.
"Yeah. We've been performing and going to club since we were in elementary school. These people know us like this." Anna said, wrapping her middle finger around her index one. We walked to a table, being stopped plenty of times by the girls' admirers, friends, fans and by girls flirting with us. I was starting to get separated in the crowd by fangirls around half way there and was pretty much out of luck. This club is huge and filled with people. Finding the group would be pretty hard. In the midst of the girls surrounding me, I saw Mikan trying to push her way through. It seems some of these girls actually envy or hate Mikan more than love her because they pushed her back out of the crowd.
"Mikan-sama!" her fanboys cried. Mikan stood up and dusted her outfit. She moved the fanboys back a bit.
"Hey!" she yelled loudly enough to be heard over the many speakers. The girls all turned to her. They had vicious eyes glaring at her, all of them forming to block her from getting to me.
"Listen, my friend over there doesn't like fangirls. And the next time 50 girls push me to the ground at the same time, I will take brute force. Now move." Mikan said.
"Listen Mikan, we may like your music and dances, but that doesn't mean we have to like you. Natsume-kun is ours. And you probably can't do shit to us." One girl spoke up. Break Ya Back came up behind Mikan.
"Actually, Mikan is very tough. You see, a group of about 15 college guys once tried to mess with and touch our Anna. Anna is pretty sugar sweet over here. She wouldn't harm a fly. So Mikan had to take care of them. Guess where they ended up?" Shoda said.
"Emergency room. You see, my little sexy waitress over here. She is really from the streets. You don't want to mess with her." A guy said coming up to us. I saw him grab Mikan's ass, which I gave an immediate quick glare to, hoping none of my friends caught it.
"So she's a hobo." One girl somewhere off in the distance said. Everyone immediately turned to them. They walked towards us and we could immediately see who it was. It was Luna with a group of police officers.
"That's the underage girl." Luna said, pointing to Mikan. They walked up to Mikan and grabbed her arms. The police officers were men and some were grabbing her in places they were not supposed to.
"Hey! Don't touch me! I'll damn go with you! Keep your hands to yourself!" Mikan was yelling. They continued to grab at her. It happened so quick but she began punching out every police officer until they were all on the ground. She only had 1 hair out of place. She gave a puff.
"I'll go with you, damn it. But I want your hands behind your backs at all times. Don't go grabbing me in places police officers aren't supposed to." Mikan commanded. The men stood and most put their hands behind their backs. One took out handcuffs as Mikan extended her hands. He bended them behind her back and cuffed them.
Mikan's POV
The police officer bent my hands behind my back and cuffed them. The way my hands were pressed to my back made me want to wince just the tiniest bit, but I am not going to show weakness at this moment.
"You're going to Juvenile Prison, miss. You can call your parents when we get there to go pick you up." The police offices said, urging me to walk. The minute I heard parents, I stopped.
"I don't have parents." I muttered. All of the cops looked at me, seeming to hear what I said.
"You don't have parents?" the police officer asked slowly, stopping in his tracks as well.
"My dad died, in this very place. My mom went…" I said slowly.
"Well, my father used to be a policeman. This very spot used to be the headquarters." I started.
"I thought this place felt familiar." Said a few policemen.
"I sang here and danced here when I was a little kid. I used Sakura Petals as my stage name, because I thought nobody would know my name. I was shy back then. I didn't consider the fact that my father spoke about me at work and so the men obviously knew my name." I said with a small chuckle. One tear trickled down my face and I quickly wiped it.
"Somebody attacked the headquarters one day, and my father was shot straight through the heart. And I watched. He hid me in the coat closet just in time. I watched through that little crack left for me to breath, I saw everything." I said, various tears now trickling down my eyes.
"You were Sakura Petals?!" a police officer asked.
"And your mom?" the police officer asked.
"She couldn't take my dad's death. I could tell she was going psychotic. She was drinking and smoking, things she would have never done if my father hadn't died. And then last, she left. The next time I heard of her she killed herself through a game of Russian roulette." I said.
"Then how come you look so perfectly fine now?" a police officer asked.
"I joined a street dance group. I stayed with them most of the times. I got a few jobs ad now I have a dorm and apartment." I finished, wiping one last tear off my face.
"I don't think I could possibly take you away or to an orphanage. You're so strong. You grew up well." The police officer said. I looked up at him and he un-handcuffed me.
"How about that song Mikan?" Tono asked.
"The one you wrote when you found out how your mom died." Tono continued. I nodded and walked up to the stage, wringing my wrists because of the tight cuffs. I took a microphone.
Rihanna- Russian Roulette
[Verse 1:] [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] [Chorus:]
Take a breath, take it deep
Calm yourself, he says to me
If you play, you play for keeps
Take a gun, and count to three
I'm sweating now, moving slow
No time to think, my turn to go
And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger
Say a prayer to yourself
He says, close you eyes
Sometimes it helps
And then I get a scary thought
That he's here means he's never lost
And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger
As my life flashes before my eyes
I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise?
So many won't get the chance to say goodbye
But it's too late to pick up the value of my life
And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger
I rushed off the stage. I saw Natsume there and he looked like he had a few questions.
"You didn't…" he started, before I interrupted.
"Walk me outside." I commanded. He grabbed my wrist and led me out seeing the urgency in my voice. We walked up to his car.
"What were you so…" he said, before I collapsed. I knew it would happen, so I grabbed onto Natsume's pant leg as I fell with my right hand, landing on my two knees and one arm to hold me up.
Natsume's POV
Hearing the urgency in her voice and seeing how fast she rushed off stage, I didn't complain of any sorts and pulled her outside. I led her to my car.
"What were you so…" I said, before she completely collapsed on all fours, or threes, because she was holding onto my pant leg with her right hand. I immediately dropped down to her level.
"Hey are you okay?!" I asked. The girl I like just collapsed to the ground.
"Sorry you had to see me so weak, Natsume." She said. She slowly started to get up, but then fell again, me catching her arms this time and we were face to face.
"Explain." I demanded. She began getting up again, while I leant her my body to lean on. She leaned on the car once she was fully up.
"My back. Whenever it shifts over a degree, I collapse. It is usually around a scheduled part of every week or so, like a period I guess, but weekly, and the way the policeman was holding my back, could have just shifted it over earlier." She said.
"Sometimes I would be on the floor for days, but that was just usually when I first started collapsing and everything. I'm fine now, and can get back up." She said. I was leaning on the pole next to the car, staring straight in the eyes. Her eyes were so pure and innocent, yet she went through such harsh parts of life. We heard the club door open.
"MiMi! There you are! We have to perform now!" Shoda called, from the door. Mikan nodded and began to walk slowly towards the now closed door. I stepped in front of her, stopping her in her tracks.
"Wait, you're not gonna perform with that back are you?" I asked.
"I'm fine now." She replied.
"And you're not going to tell your friends?" I asked.
"And I hope you keep quiet about this too. I don't want them worrying." She said.
"Fine, but you have to tell me when you feel like you're gonna collapse. You are my dance partner after all." I said. I wish she could be more. She probably doesn't feel that way about me though.
"Okay, deal." She agreed and I let her resume walking.