A Rich Love
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HERE'S THE DATING CHAPTER!
Oh and to OMGWTHWTF, NO! Mikan is not a virgin! If she was with Reo, I don't think she'd be a virgin... she lost her cherry to her first boyfriend because she loved him a lot and he loved her as well. I may get to that more in a few chapters, but if you look back to Chapter One, she talks about Reo taking her to bed... Okay, on with the story, sigh.
~Chapter
Seven~
The Dating Mishaps
Mikan was regretting it. She didn't know what had gotten into her mind when she'd actually agreed to go on a date with Natsume Hyuuga. She was still wary of him, but she knew that it was impossible to deny that she was attracted to him, despite hating his kind of personality the most. She had never met someone so egotistical since Reo, but then again, she'd never really met anyone as perverted as Natsume was.
Mikan had only started to hate herself for saying yes when she was pacing her bedroom, her best casual clothes strewn across her bed along with her shoes. She didn't know what to wear, well, she never did when it came to 'dates'. Mikan was always confused with what outfit would go with what shoes and how she would do her hair.
And she only regretted agreeing with Natsume for the prime reason that she actually wanted to impress him. Why? She didn't know, but she damn well knew that she hadn't been so eager to impress Reo on their first date. She'd thrown on some khaki's and a polo shirt and voila, her date wear. Luckily he had only taken her to an aquarium for their first date, or she would have been screwed.
"Wah, this is so frustrating! What do you wear to the movies with a guy you hate but seem attracted to!?" cried Mikan loudly, running her hands through her hair before pulling at it, nearly removing her hair from her head. Hotaru had heard this from the kitchen and popped into Mikan's room, curious to know why her friend was screaming.
"A potato sack. It's revealing yet tells the guy you don't want to make an effort for him." Hotaru mumbled, taking the popsicle out of her mouth as she spoke. Mikan snapped her head towards Hotaru, glaring at her best friend. Mikan then returned to staring at her clothes, sighing.
"Oh, Hotaru... I don't know what to wear! I want to look presentable but I don't want to look like I made an effort for him." she stammered, stomping a foot before falling onto her bed, crumpling the clothes underneath her as Hotaru rolled her eyes, sucking on the popsicle thoughtfully.
"Yeah, but why? I mean if you feel attracted to him and possibly 'like' this guy, why not make an effort to look good for him? Or are you waiting until you feel you actually like him to make this 'effort' you're talking about?" asked the woman with the popsicle as Mikan nodded, burying her head into a random jumper. Hotaru looked at Mikan's clothes, then picked something up off the floor and threw it to Mikan who blinked, holding the top in her hands.
It was a beige top that came off the shoulders and was loose around her frame, something that Mikan would normally wear when a boyfriend took her somewhere special. Hotaru then grabbed something else, a pair of dark blue jeans, and some black, suede heeled boots. Mikan beamed, hugging Hotaru who didn't push her away for once.
"Hotaru, you're the best! I wish I had a fashion sense like you!" Mikan beamed as Hotaru rolled her eyes. She patted Mikan's head gently, like a mother did to her child.
"You do have a fashion sense... yours is just a bit more immature than mine is." Hotaru said with a small smile. She then licked her popsicle, standing and leaving Mikan to change. Mikan, before changing into her clothes, ran towards the bathroom to take a quick shower so that she felt fresh as a daisy for her 'date' with Natsume Hyuuga.
She didn't know why, but she was excited and her stomach was doing a few somersaults...
"Isn't it supposed to be the woman who is oh-so 'fashionably late'?" Natsume asked the minute he saw Mikan standing by the fountain which she had fallen into once before. Mikan gave him a glare, then forced a smile as she stared up at the tall man.
"I came early... for your benefit." she told him coldly, then turned around, walking in the direction of the closest movie theatre. That was going to be their date, the movies, like Mikan had asked. She didn't know what was showing, neither did she care, she just wanted to see what Natsume was like.
"Oi, don't walk off without me. I thought this was a date." Natsume asked her as he strode beside her, then grabbed Mikan's arm as she stopped, pulling herself away from Natsume. Natsume then chuckled as Mikan hardened her gaze,
"What's so funny?" she demanded. Natsume shrugged.
"You... you already admitted that you liked me, so stop trying to deny yourslf now. So come on, smile... we're on a lovely date." he teased as Mikan pouted, folding her arms. She then put on a smile for the hell of it and started to walk towards the cinema, Natsume following behind her.
"You look nice, by the way... kind of sophisticated." he told Mikan as he stared at her from the back. Mikan couldn't help but blush at the compliment. He could be sweet when he wanted to, she realised. She liked that side of him.
"Er, thanks... you look good as well... and my friend picked out my clothes, that's why I look, er, sophisticated." Mikan answered as Natsume smirked, his eyes falling from the back of her head to her butt.
"She chose some good jeans." he muttered. Mikan stopped, wondering what he meant, "they show off your ass and your panty line." Mikan stiffened, turning her head slowly towards Natsume. She felt like murdering him.
"Why you!" she cried out, lifting an arm. But Natsume stopped her arm from falling down on him by catching her wrist. He grinned whilst his 'date' glared at him.
"Only speaking the truth... Mikan." he whispered, then let go of Mikan's wrist as she brought it back to her side. She stormed off towards the movie theatre, already regretting the date and hating Natsume some more, but in a way, she had become more attracted to him...
"What!? The only movie on is a horror? Damnit!" Mikan cried out when she saw what the movie was for the day. Natsume smirked as he brought a hand out of his pocket, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
"Aw, don't worry, idiot... I'll protect you." he promised her in his silky voice as Mikan shuddered, pushing him away gently and stepping to the side so that he wasn't too close to her. Natsume returned his hand to his pocket.
"No thanks, I'm more in fear of you molesting me... Anyway, I said we would go to the movies, and if it has to be a horror, then so be it... come on, let's go pay for the tickets." Mikan sighed as Natsume nodded, following her into the theatre and towards the payment desk where they could buy their tickets. Mikan didn't seem too eager, the date was going wrong. Horribly wrong.
Grudgingly, Mikan sat beside Natsume in the theatre seats as the advertisements and commercials played before the movie even started. Mikan had bought herself a tub of sweet popcorn, which Natsume had insisted on sharing with her, even though he liked salted popcorn. Mikan didn't oppose him the right to share, though. She was polite and quite friendly when it came to giving someone something they desired if she could give it to them.
This, however, did not include sex or kissing if they weren't dating.
"Don't you like horror movies?" Natsume asked as he sat beside Mikan who shrugged, popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth and chewing on it. Before speaking she swallowed, then turned to Natsume.
"Not really... when I was little I was always scared of ghost stories and the kids at school used to tell me scary things to make me cry. I guess I never really did like them, especially not ghosts." Mikan sighed, then ate some more popcorn as Natsume smirked. Well, at least there was something normal about her. Mikan then flicked her eyes towards him and smiled.
"Hey, if I start giggling, don't pay attention to me. Whenever I watch a horror movie I think about funny things to take my mind off of it. So you can just ignore me through half the movie." the brunette told Natsume as he stared at her. Okay, so she wasn't normal at all. She giggled through horror movies... why did she have to be extremely different?
All the beautiful models he'd dated had all been shit scared of the horror movies he'd taken them to, they'd clung to him and begged him to save them... then it would lead them to having sex on the cinema floor or somewhere else. Natsume didn't like the fact that Mikan would just giggle to set her mind right. Oh well... he knew that she'd give into him, eventually.
Natsume wanted to be with her, he knew that. He liked her type and would try to keep her for as long as possible. He wanted to hold her, embrace her and, well, make passionate love to her.
But because she was the sort of person who was nothing like a model, he would be waiting to do that for a while...
As the two adults watched the movie, with only a few teenagers and one or two older men watching as well, Mikan had found herself lost in her thoughts and giggling to herself for most of the movie. It had started with a young woman being killed under a combine harvest and being chopped to pieces. Natsume, who actually liked good horror movies that included hot women, had actually become a little peeved with Mikan's incessent giggling.
"For fuck's sake, woman, stop giggling!" Natsume hissed as Mikan stopped her giggling, turning to glare at the man she had not refused to date when she clearly should have, she thought. She folded her arms.
"Hey, don't be so rude! It helps me to stay calm! Do you want me to scream my bloody head off when the evil dude slaughters someone?" she hissed back as Natsume rolled his eyes, then grabbed Mikan's hand in his.
"No, but you could always just cling to me, like any normal girl would in one of these situations. Why do you have to act so different?" he asked her as Mikan raised an eyebrow, then smirked knowingly.
"I thought my being different attracted me to you?" she asked him cockily as Natsume growled, then pulled her towards him so that she was forced to lay her head on his shoulder. Mikan pouted like a child being refused sweets, but let him make her become the damsel in the situation.
"It does, but don't act too different... just be a girl and rely on me during the horror scenes." Natsume demanded quietly. Mikan didn't want to do it, but she gave him a nod, agreeing to it rather willingly. She then pulled away from Natsume and stuck her tongue out at him playfully. Natsume stared at her, wondering why she'd pulled away.
"It isn't a death scene yet so I'll be okay." Mikan paused, turning to stare at the screen to see what part was on. She pulled a face, turning to Natsume and glaring at him. What had he done now?
"Oh my God, what are you glaring at me for now, little miss Idiot?" Natsume asked in a voice that sounded like he was making a light joke. Mikan sat back in her seat and pointed a finger towards the movie screen where a certain scene was taking place.
A rather ecchi scene, at that.
"Now I know why you wanted me to hold onto you pervert-kun." Mikan said in a hard voice, but it also seemed soft. Mikan turned her head away from the sex scene that had appeared. Not even Natsume knew about that scene in the movie, but he did like it, so he sat abck and watched whilst Mikan tried restrain herself from being sick all over her hot date.
During the sex scene of the movie, Natsume thought that he had found the right moment to hit on Mikan. She was still looking away, so he thought it would be a good time to do something he'd wanted to do to her since the time she'd taking off her shirt at the fountain.
Natsume, being the cheesey guy he was, stretched out his arms like he was just doing a regular stretch, but in fact, he was using the oldest trick in the book. The nearest arm to Mikan slowly came down, starting to wrap aroudn her shoulder. Mikan did notice this, she wasn't an incompetent idiot, and she stared at the hand resting on her arm. She became suspicious, especially when the hand that belonged to Natsume slid lower than it should...
"Er, I don't think so." she snapped, grabbing Natsume's arm and squeezing it rather hard. She glared at him, then stood up. "I knew you were a pervert." Mikan let go of Natsume's hand and grabbed her purse, throwing the contents of her remaining popcorn on top of Natsume's head before storming out of the cinema as he growled. Boy, he'd fucked that up like a royal idiot.
Natsume was quick to follow Mikan, though. He wasn't going to let her go off somewhere without him, he liked her far too much to just let her storm off like a sulky little kid. Natsume was quick to catch up with her before she could get any further than the exit to the cinema.
"Hey! Don't walk out on me!" Natsume yelled as he caught up with Mikan, grabbing both her wrists and whirling her around to face him as she glared at him rather coldly.
"Why not? You tried to be a pervert and grope me when I clearly don't like it! Didn't you get that into your head when you touched me up the last time? You're disgraceful." she spat as Natsume, acting on instinct, pushed Mikan against the nearest wall and trapped her there, staring down and glaring into her eyes.
"Look, just forget about something as stupid as that and stop acting so... stuck up." he snapped at her as Mikan winced, wondering why he was getting so angry with her. (How dense can you bloody get!?)
"Hey... don't get so mad at me." she whispered softly, lifting herself onto her toes as she gazed into Natsume's eyes and smiled, already forgetting about his perverted action. "You look pretty good when you're angry." Mikan bit her lip before letting out a giggle, not like the giggle she used when she was watching a horror, a cute giggle that Natsume liked. He lost his anger and smirked, lowering his head.
"Do you want to continue our date somewhere else?" Natsume asked, seeing no point in watching the rest of the movie seeing as they'd walked out of it already and spilt the popcorn they were sharing. Thankfully, Mikan agreed to going somewhere else.
"Sure... I'd really like that. How about for a drink or something?" she asked sweetly as Natsume took his hands from the wall so that he was no longer looming over Mikan, and led her out of the cinema....
"Natsume, why do you date models?" Mikan asked as the two sat in a cosy café. Mikan was drinking a hot chocolate whilst Natsume had some coffee in his hands. He was sitting across from Mikan and for about 15 minutes they had been talking. Natsume had found out that Mikan was a very talkative person who liked to know about anything and everything, which was actually something most girls did, so he was happy that there was some normality about her.
"Because I can." Natsume replied truthfully. This answer of his seemed to frustrate Mikan, but she quickly went on,
"Yeah but... why? Is it because they're beautiful, easy or just because they want to screw you as well?" Mikan asked him as he pondered for a moment, taking a gulp of his coffee before answering Mikan.
"The last one's the same as being easy, idiot." he sat back in the café chair as Mikan stared at him thoughtfully, "Anyway, if they seem to interest me I'll date them until we both get bored. Anyway, these models only like me because I can sell pictures of them to people who can turn them into something better than a mere Artist's models." he told Mikan as she nodded, then sipped her hot chocolate, thinking.
"That's too bad, I guess... so you're basically the pawn in their work?" she muttered as Natsume nodded, then shrugged.
"Ah, what do I care? I get a good looking girl to sleep with, it makes me happy, plus I get to look at their naked bodies." Natsume said more to himself than Mikan. She glared at him. He sounded like a dirty old pervert.
"So I'm not worth sleeping with, then?" she asked him in an icey tone as Natsume shrugged, then gave Mikan his sexiest smirk.
"Look, any girl who's been with Reo is probably worth sleeping with." Natsume told her in a low voice as Mikan's eyebrows furrowed. She then sat back in her chair and sighed, shaking her head.
"Argh, why'd you have to bring that jerk up... You aren't supposed to talk about someone's ex's on dates." Mikan muttered as Natsume placed his chin in his hands and smirked,
"What, and you weren't bringing up all the girls I've slept with? Come on... I'm just interested, like you are with how many women I've slept with. So, why'd you break up with Reo, then?" Natsume asked as Mikan shrugged a little, then sta up and placed her elbows on the table again.
"Because he loved his job more than he loved me, and I hate being second best to something. I was locked away in his apartment all the time like a trophy." Mikan sighed, laying her head in her arms, "I wonder to myself if he ever loved me the way I loved him." she said as she stared out the window. Natsume then realised it wasn't the best thing to bring up Reo, seeing as he actually didn't like to see Mikan looking so hurt.
He decided to quickly change the subject.
"Er... so have you ever taken any interest in art?" Natsume asked her quickly. Mikan looked up, curious. She then smiled and shrugged.
"I never really thought about it, but looking at the pictures is nice! The way people paint or take pictures is great! They have such passion, but then when I look at some pictures I get the feeling that the artists themselves get more pleasure out of it than the voyers." Mikan said in a hard toned vice as she glared towards Natsume, then suddenly beamed brighter than a sun ray.
"Maybe we do, maybe we don't." Natsume answered, "But who cares, it's art, you should respect it, Mikan. Anyway, you done yet?" he nodded towards Mikan's cup of hot chocolate as she nodded, then stood, smiling.
"I suppose you wanna get going then, huh?" she asked him as Natsume shrugged, standing himself and placing some money on the table. Mikan did as well, then walked out of the café with Natsume.
When they got to the fountain, their meeting and departing spot, Mikan turned around to stare at Natsume, smiling.
"This date... started out disappointing." she revealed as he sighed, aggrivated at what she'd said. He'd only complimented her ass and then grabbed her breast, well, tried to... he was 'appreciating' her body. Couldn't she take that as a nice compliment or something. Mikan then took Natsume's hand and smiled. "But it got better! I guess... Anyway, it was good enough for me to want a second date!" Mikan then took her hand from Natsume's and waved to him before running off. Natsume grinned, then looked at his hand.
He put the phone number in his pocket, grinning. At least she wanted another date with him, that was a good sign, right...?
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Yay! Another one done! But is it too short... ne? Anywhoo, hope you enjoyed, that was the date! Yay! Next chapter... ANOTHER DATE! Please wait graciously~
Love Blue-Chan~
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