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"Damn it! I can't concentrate," Natsume said as he slammed the piles of paper on his table, making Koko wince from the impact.

His friend frowned. "What's wrong with you man? I presume you're moping over a brown-haired gorgeous chick again. Only which one, I wonder," Koko drawled on. Oh how he loved to tease his friend and earn a glare from the crimson eyed-lad.

"Well thank you for stating the facts Mister Obvious, I mean I totally-don't be stupid Koko," his voice dripped with sarcasm and annoyance.

"Well, Natsume, you don't need to be that grumpy geez," Koko said flatly. leaning his back on the swivel chair.

"Mikan, you can't do this," Yuukie pleaded while holding the other girl's arm.

Mikan sighed. "Yuukie I need to do this so please let go of me," she said as she tried to take Yuukie's hand off of her.

"You need this job. What about your studies? How about Kaoru?" Yuukie whined, using her puppy dog eye power to her best friend. Unfortunately, the desired effect wasn't surfacing from Mikan.

"What's happening here?" Natsume demanded as he and Koko exited his office and stumbled upon the two girls pulling against each other.

"Ah- it's nothing!" Yuukie tried to cover up the scene, but Mikan beat her to it.

"Uh, sir? Actually, I need to talk to you about something." Mikan gave Yuukie a glare as she tried to silently protest against her wishes.

Natsume glanced over the two for a few more seconds, then sighed. "Okay then, follow me."

"So? What do you need?" Natsume asked as they reached his office. He took a seat on his swiveling chair.

"Here, sir, open it please." Mikan put an envelope onto Natsume's desk.

"I know what that is." Natsume said aloud, startling the silence. His eyes were closed and he didn't look at the white paper at all.

"Then…can I go?"

Natsume eyed the envelope then turned to Mikan. His eyes bored into hers. "What will I do with this?
he asked to no one in particular.

Mikan raise her eyebrows in irritation. "I thought you already know what that is sir. I'd like to be excused now."

Natsume smirked. "So you want me to accept your resignation?" He ignored her question. Again.

Mikan tried to be polite and contain her anger, but in reality she wanted to pound Natsume smack on his head. "Yes, sir," she said, twitching in annoyance.

"I'm not going to accept this," Natsume said as he threw the paper in the trash bin beside his desk.

"But sir, I really need to resign!" her eyes widened in horror as she watched him throw away her only means of escape.

"I don't care. Whatever your reason is, I need you here." Natsume stood up slowly, making his way towards the auburn haired girl. Seeing Natsume's actions she automatically started to walk backwards to avoid any contact. That turned out to be a very wrong move. She was now pinned to the wall by Natsume with his arms on both sides of her face.

Mikan panicked. "Wha-what are you doing? Stop this Natsume!" she raised her voice as she tried to escape. Natsume leaned awfully close and Mikan's heart skipped a beat, their lips were inches apart from each other. To her dismay, Natsume leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her earlobe. "N-Natsume, no...this isn't right!" Mikan tried to push him off her but she felt so weak, as if Natsume, with that one act, had sucked all the energy out of her body. Natsume continued his ministration, savoring her scent as he kissed and licked her neck.

"N-Natsume stop!" Mikan whimpered. She felt Natsume smirk against her skin making her shiver.

"Why, Mikan-chan? Didn't you miss me?" Natsume taunted, his voice husky and deep.

Mikan blushed in fury, and using all of her strength, she managed to push Natsume away from her. "You're so full of yourself!" She was about to give him the slap of a lifetime, but Natsume caught her wrist.

"Oh, no you don't," Natsume smirked as he prevented her from escaping a second time. "Don't glare at me like that, are you trying to seduce me?" he teased, making Mikan blush but she still managed to hold her glare.

"You freaking pervert! Let go of me!"

Natsume continued to smirk. "The more stubborn you are, the more you excite a man's domineering nature. Or is this within your calculations as well, you flirt?" he teased.

Mikan glared at him. "You are a pervert, Hyuuga Natsume, and this is harassment! Let go of me or else!"

"Or else what?"

"Or else…or else I'll shout for help!"

Natsume smirked, confident that Mikan wouldn't do it. "I'd like to see you try," he taunted. With that last note, Mikan took a deep breath and screamed.

"HEL-!" Mikan was cut off short when Natsume pulled her on top of him, kissing her full on the lips. She gasped in surprise, letting him make an even bolder move and insert his tongue between her teeth.

Oh hell no! Wrong move, you're supposed to close your lips, you idiot! She mentally (and violently) scolded herself. She wanted to push him away but she found herself, instead, surrendering to the kiss. Her legs felt wobbly; if it wasn't because of Natsume holding her up she would have found herself flat on the ground. Her heart was winning over her brain. And just seconds later, she was kissing him back.

Natsume's rough and sloppy kiss turned passionate and expert-like; he tried to convey all of his love into the kiss before it ended because of lack of oxygen. To tell her the truth, he didn't think he'd stop kissing her, even if there was a lack of air, he believed he still wouldn't let go.

This is so wrong but it feels so right. Suddenly, Ruka appeared in her mind making her felt guilty. Mikan managed to gather all her strength and pushed Natsume off her.

:What the hell? What's wrong with you?" Natsume asked, irritated that Mikan had just all of the sudden pushed him.

Mikan burst into tears, shocking the man (for once) into silence. "That's the last time you'll ever do that to me again!" Tears streamed down her face, feeding to the wild look she portrayed with her brown hair loosened from its usual, neat ponytail and her neck tie askew from its normal perfect straightness.

"What's wrong with you, huh? Just moments ago you were enjoying the kiss as much as I was," Natsume said. He was actually beginning to feel hurt by her actions.

"I-I can't," Mikan muttered.

"Why can't you? I know; it's because of Ruka," Natsume glared.

Mikan returned his angry gaze. "Yes, because he's my boyfriend!" Natsume's blood boiled and he grasped Mikan's upper arm tightly. She shivered.

"Stop it, let me go!"

Natsume leaned over her until he was only two inches away from her ears. "Remember this Mikan-you're mine, not Ruka's. Hear that? But if you're going to claim you're Ruka's girlfriend," he paused, "then I'll just have to steal you away from my brother, just like he did with my former love.

"Let me tell you Mikan stealing you away...it's going to be worth it."