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It's A Boy Girl Thing
Chapter 6 - Words we could never find
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"Bloody hell Hyuuga!" she screamed rubbing her now sore butt, "Haven't you heard of being 'gentle'?"
She couldn't see him in the dark but she was pretty sure she could sense him smirking, " I didn't think that you were so breakable."
"Well if you just dump me onto the floor obviously I'm going to get hurt."
"Time for lesson number two little girl : Anything that doesn't kill you only makes you stronger." He said as he slid down the wall to sit on the floor propping his elbow on his upraised knee.
"Psh. We'll see about that."
"Why don't you tell me how we're supposed to see anything in the dark, polka dots."
"Well," she started, "Technically after a while our retina gets used to the lack of light present and adjusts accordingly and since we're here for seven minutes, according to my calculations we'll be able to see during the last two minutes."
"And you wonder why I call you a bookish slut."
"Why don't you tell me?" she asked with a triumphant tone in her voice," It'll be one of the five questions that you'll have to answer."
Natsume narrowed his eyes. Damn. That bookworm sure had a good memory. "I'll answer five questions only if you wear a yellow bikini."
Mikan's eye twitched. "I won the bet. You have to answer me. Why the hell do I have to wear the yellow bikini? It's not like it's a draw which couldn't have happened anyway."
"Because I'm Natsume Hyyuga and I always win."
"You lost." She pointed out.
"No. I didn't." He stated simply as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "It's a tie."
Mikan banged her head against the wall and slid down as well. "How is it a tie?"
"Well," he paused, "It just is."
Mikan nearly screamed in frustration but quickly ducked her head into her knees. She knew the people outside would take her scream to be those of pleasure and she certainly couldn't stand any of them thinking that there was physical contact between her and Hyuuga.
"Okay fine. I'll answer three of your stupid questions," he conceded, "But only because it will amuse me."
Yeah. That's all she was to him. A mere source of amusement. Instead of angering her, his thoughts saddened her. Sure she was used to his insults but it didn't mean that it didn't hurt. She took a deep breath.
"Why the hell do you call me a sluttish bookworm?" she asked exasperatedly.
"Why the hell do you call me Hyuuga?" he reposed.
She shot him a look even though she knew he couldn't see, " It's your last name! What am I supposed to call you? Nattie?" she mocked using Luna's nickname for him.
He shook his head, "Don't call me anything. Heck don't even talk to me again."
"Sure. Right after you finish answering my questions starting with this one."
He leant his head against the wall, "Deep down inside, you're perverted. And we both know it."
She was about to ask how exactly he thought she was perverted but she caught herself just in time. She couldn't waste her precious questions on stupid issues like this.
"Why do you smoke?"
He didn't even miss a beat, "Because I can." You could practically hear the smirk in his voice, it was that evident.
"Well even I can." She commented.
"But you won't." He dismissed, there was no way that she'd ever do half the things he did.
"Why won't I?" she challenged.
"Fine, are you game?"
"For what?"
He didn't answer, but this time she could see the outline of his figure, her eyes having adjusted to the dark. He took something out from his pocket and used a lighter. He took in a drag of the cigarette and let out a puff of smoke.
He held it out to her.
She widened her eyes. He honestly couldn't think that she'd do that.
"Chicken?" he asked her his voice mocking after she hadn't made any movement to take it.
"No," she said stiffly eyeing the cigarette he held in his hand, "I value my life."
She could see him roll his eyes, "Right. Well since you won't do this, wear the yellow bikini."
She brought a hand to her forehead and then shook her head, "How many times do I have to tell you? I am NOT going to wear that!"
"Why not?"
That question surprised her, she hadn't been expecting it. Normally he'd make some sort of joke about how it wouldn't fit her properly because it'd be all droopy in the chest area.
"It's school. And besides, I'd get into so much trouble!"
He scoffed, "Save it. We both know the real reason."
She blinked. The real reason? "And what's that?"
"Is that your final question?"
She quickly shook her head, "No. It isn't."
"Thought so."
She nearly smiled at him but caught herself on time. Smiling wouldn't do and definitely not at Hyuuga especially because of what she was going to ask him next.
"You better answer this one properly," she muttered darkly, "Okay here's the last question :Why do you h-"
But just then the door flew open. Mikan blinked repeatedly at the amount of light streaming though the dark closet. In the short time she'd been there, her eyes had gotten used to the gloomy darkness of the closet.
"Your seven minutes in heaven are over!" she heard Koko's voice.
Mikan groaned. Why oh why hadn't the game been called '8 minutes in Heaven'? She wasn't even able to ask him the question! The most important one. Her luck sucked.
Damn.
"About time," Natsume drawled as he got up from where he was leaning. As he got up, he gave Mikan one second glance.
She knew from his expression that he knew what she was going to ask.
And he was never going to answer it.
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Mikan sighed, it was already ten past 2. She couldn't believe she was out this late on a school night, it seemed surreal.
"Who are the designated drrrrrrivers?" Mouchu slurred as he made his way over to where Mikan, Anna and Nonoko were standing. They all were currently outside the pub, waiting for the cars so that they could go home.
Nonoko grinned at Mouchu's state. He was piss drunk, "Definitely not you."
"Guess yer right," he mumbled as he stumbled over to them. "When we going?"
"Umm," Anna looked at her watch, "We should be going right about now. We have school tomorrow so it's earlier than usual."
"Here, here!" Koko yelled, "I have got...got...got more booze! Anyone want some?"
Mikan chuckled. So this was what drunk people did. Thank god she hadn't drunken enough to actually drunk. She was a bit tipsy..but not drunk. She'd manage.
"Did someone say booze? I love booze!" Luna laughed giddily her eyes glowing at the mention of the word. She was totally loopy. Like to the core. Sumire and Wakako on the other hand seemed a bit more sober than Luna. She was flashing to random strangers.
"Hehe!" she laughed, "Did you see that Natsumeee? I flashed! I'm a flashlight!" Luna exclaimed, "I'm a flashluna!"
Mikan and Anna exchanged looks. Flashluna?
That was actually suitably for her.
It fit.
"Stop flashing." Natsume bit out his arms crossed over his chest. His words were a bit slurred too, but not as profound as Luna or Mouchu.
"Buut it's soooo much fuun!"Luna purred, "Don't you think so Natiieee? Oooh!" she cried stepping closer to Natsume, "Let's flash together! We'll be the flashnutluna!"
...flashnutluna?
Mikan shook her head.
One word : Insane.
It was just at that moment when Hotaru and the others designated drivers arrived with their cars. Everyone quickly went into a car and secured their seat belts leaving behind two people : Mikan and Natsume.
"You have your car right?" Hotaru clarified, "Can you drop Natsume home? He's your neighbour after all."
"But," Mikan started racking her brain for an excuse, there was no way in hell that she'd have to drive stupid Hyuuga back home.
But apparently there was.
"Just for tonight." Hotaru said from her driver's seat. "Please Mikan. We don't have place for him in any other car."
Mikan sighed. Hotaru never ever said please for anything. This might've been the first time Mikan ever heard her say that. Mikan nodded, "Okay fine. I'll take Hyuuga back to his house." She said dully.
Hotaru gave Mikan a small smile. "I knew you would."
Mikan said good-bye to everyone before fishing out her own car keys. "Are you coming with me or not?" she asked to Natsume who was gazing at the sky for some strange reason.
"Coming..." he said slowly.
Mikan groaned.
He was definitely drunk all right. She could tell by the way he walked towards her. " Try not to puke all over my seats," she said. "If you do, I might just have to push you out of the window." Mikan smiled to herself. He had said the same thing to her a few years back.
"Whatever. BBL."
Mikan rolled her eyes. Even when drunk he had the energy to call her 'BBL.'
She quickly went over to her car and sat down inside it. She started the engine and waited for Natsume to come. But she noticed that he was still gazing at the sky. She smirked. She knew what she could do.
She put her car on drive and then slowly backed out of the parking slot. She then started driving towards the exit..if she could leave without him...
"Sakura!"
Ha. That did the trick. Taste of his own medicine.
"BBL stop!"
She rolled her eyes and stepped on the accelerator harder. This was so much fun. She could see him jogging behind the car. But suddenly something flung itself onto her car. Was it a shoe? No it couldn't be.
It was Natsume.
"Are you mental!" Mikan screamed taking in the sight of him holding onto the antennae, "Let go!"
"Let me in first."
Mikan sighed and then stopped the car abruptly. He slid into the car and gave her a look. "I wasn't going to go without you that day, you know."
"Just shut up."
"Your car smells bad."
"I said, shut up!
The ride back to their homes was surprisingly a quiet one with no one springing insults out at the other. Natsume was drunk and Mikan was tipsy. Very tipsy. She almost hit the stop sign twice. She shook her head, trying to clear all the tipsiness out of it. She shouldn't have drank any beer. If she was going to crash...she'd never forgive herself. It was her dad's car after all..
She stopped the car in front of Hyuuga's house.
"We're here." She informed him. For some strange reason, he was looking at the trees. Could it be the one they always used to climb when they were little? No, she shook her head. That couldn't be possible. He was probably looking at the one where he and Luna made out or something.
He glanced at her and Mikan couldn't help but feeling uneasy under his gaze. His red eyes were piercing hers and she could bet anything that he saw right through her.
"Thanks."
She widened her eyes, "Did you just say thanks?"
He smirked, "I knew you were always deaf."
She scowled at him, "What is wrong with you?"
He looked bored, "I've told you once and I'll tell you again, I'll never get tired of insulting you."
"Why do you hate me so much?" she blurted out.
It was out in the open now. She couldn't take it back.
He frowned. "You really don't know?"
She shook her head, "I don't. I swear."
He gave her an odd look, "Try to remember."
She was confused, "Remember what Natsume?"
That was the first time his name had come from her lips in the past few years. And they both knew it. But he showed no reaction on the outside at least to Mikan.
"Never mind." He brushed it aside, "I'll always hate you. Nothing will ever change that again." And then he banged the door shut and sauntered back to his own home.
Mikan sighed as she parked her car on her driveway. They hadn't always been like this, she was pretty sure. But what in the world caused them to become like this? She banged her door shut and stepped out into the midnight air and shivered.
What in the world had happened to them?
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