So... I have had a few reviews, but I think my writing is lacking, now. I am not so good at stories, I knew it!!! Well, let's hope this chapter is okay-ish, review if you like.

I do not own Gakuen Alkice or Anastasia, only the song! And Khiara. ENJOY!!!

Chapter One: Fate and Destiny?

Mikan stared at the box in her lap, wide eyed. The music box, Youichi, her saviour, had found it. She stared at it, but he had also apologized for taking it. He told her he had to take it, in order to save his family.

Mikan could not look at him, or Natsume. She had been so foolish to blame it all upon Natsume, and now their wedding was off, and Natsume was leaving. He had told her he was going back to his foster father.

It was a terrible time for Mikan and Natsume, they were both devastated, and heart broken. Their friends were all just as suprised. They thought that the chemistry between Mikan and Natsume was like stone, it was so bold and pure, but no,

That special chemistry bond they had, was broken. Over a stupid music box. Some people would call it stupid, others, tough love. Mikan and Natsume, they called it destiny. No one knew what destiny held. Would they ever return to each other? Maybe, maybe not?

"I'm going tomorrow." Natsume mumbled as Mikan stared at him, she wanted to stop him, to plead him to stay and to say that she still loved him, that she was sorry, but instead she just simply shrugged. It wasn't what Natsume wanted for an answer, he wanted her to say she loved him,

He wanted to say it, too. But it was so hard to say those things when the person you loved had hurt you so much. They just sat silently in each others presence, not speaking, not looking in the others direction. It was very... un-nerving, for the both of them.

Mikan was ready to speak, when the door opened and in walked Youichi, who stood staring at Mikan and Natsume, but Mikan stood up, and left, passing the child as he whimpered.

"Mikan... I'm sorry!" he cried, tears splashing down his face as Mikan slammed the front door shut. She was so angry, with herself and Youichi. She walked away from the house, and towards the palace.

But that day, the palace seemed like a horrible ghost. It did not feel like he sanctuary, her home, it felt fake, it felt like it was never meant to be.Mikan still went towards the building, though, but she just stood in front of it and stared at it, grasping the music box close to her chest.

All she had left now, was a box full of memories that she had to hang onto, because if she let go then there was nothing left. Mikan let her silent tears dribble down her face, and her shoulders slowly shook as she cried.

That day was the worst day of her life, but she wanted to erase it, she needed to have amnesia, she wanted to forget her past all over again, for, it was her past that had caused this feud between both she and Natsume, right?

It was because they found each other again and fell in love all over again. Mikan blamed the past, but also, herself. Although no one could prevent her remembering the past at all. It was all fate and destiny.

Mikan now hated Fate and Destiny. It was the worst thing in the world, to her. She cried and fell onto her knee's, the box held close to her. From the house window, Natsume watched her, and, from a far away tree, the woman watched her, sadly.

"Mikan... Mi-Kan?" she whispered, and sighed, then jumped into the tree and sat there, watching the princess. It was sad to see the princess cry, but why was this woman sad? She hated Mikan, right?

But soon, all would be revealed. She wanted it that way, for everyone to know her identity.

Then, Mikan opened her music box and the music played. The woman listened to the music and then heard Mikan singing to it, softly, and then, she started to sing to it, for she knew that very tune.

"The stars shining in the sky,
the flowers blowing in the breeze...
The Sakura song is played,
for the princess of the day...

Come forward to hail her,
to love and embrace her.
The princess is born, again,
The daughter of day"

Then, Mikan locked the box again, and lay on the ground, sniffling as she sang the song to herself in her head...

It had been hours since Mikan had went to the palace to sit there, crying, and she had fallen asleep on the ground, no one disturbed her, no one asked her what was wrong, they just left her alone, they knew she had her reasons.

Mikan dreamed of the palace fire, and in her dreams, she was praying, praying to forget everything because she hated life all of the time. She hated her dreams, well, it was understandable. She hated everything.

"I hate it! I hate it! Let me die! NOW! I hate everything, I hate Natsume, the palace, Reo, my soul!" she cried in her hands, falling on the ground and shaking her head...

Mikan woke up, in a cold sweat as she tried not to scream, and put her hand over her mouth and tried to calm herself down. It was scary, to hate Natsume, but once she had disliked him greatly but had fallen for him,

Now she hated him all over again. It was such a traumatic time for her and Natsume, and especially Youichi, because now everyone knew that he had betrayed Mikan, whom he adored, and now everyone was ignoring him and blamed him, also.

Mikan just lay on the cold ground, night was falling, but she did not want to go home in fear that Natsume would hate her even more. She thought that he regretted ever laying eyes on her, she thought he wanted her dead.

She was, of course, wrong, but Mikan did not see it that way, she sighed and rubbed her red eyes, and was ready to stand up, when the silent air was broken by footsteps from leather boots, and she froze, someone came up behind her.

"Princess Mikan Sakura, I presume?" asked a feminine voice, and Mikan blinked, afraid that someone was toying with her, seeing as only she and Natsume knew about whom she was. The person spoke again, louder, this time.

"Are you, or are you not, Mikan Sakura, princess of China whom was presumed dead?" asked the woman, and Mikan gulped, then turned around to see the mysterious woman in the coat and hat. She could not see her face or features. They were all hidden away well.

"Y-Yes. But how do you know?" Mikan asked, and the woman sat on the ground next to her, and pulled Mikan's arm gently. Mikan gasped, and tried to get her arm back, but the woman shook her head.

"No, just trust me on this one, okay? Then I can explain everything to you, Mikan." she whispered. Mikan hesitated for a moment, then nodded and let the woman pull up her coat and jumper sleeve, the woman seemed to be searching.

Then, the woman jabbed her finger at something on her skin, and Mikan blinked three times, then squinted to see what she had jabbed at.

"Here. Is this one of your birth marks?" she asked, and Mikan stared at it, then gave the woman a funny look before taking her arm back and stared at the birth mark, then sighed as the woman stared at her,

"Yes, but it's strange. It's in the shape of a crown, which is abnormal." Mikan mumbled, and then she gasped. The woman nodded.

"Only royalty have that birthmark, but also, you have another mark to define you that you are the Sakura Princess and no other princess. Your man Natsume has the crown birthmark, also, plus, a fire birthmark on his back. But yours is on... Your ankle." she whispered, and Mikan's eyes widened. She quickly tugged off her heave boots and tossed the left one aside, and stared at her ankle as the woman pointed at a small birthmark.

It looked like a... A cherry blossom. Mikan looked up at the woman, whom also stared at her, and Mikan gulped, putting her boots back on.

"H-How did you know?" she asked, in a small whisper, and the woman stared at her, then shook her head. Mikan looked at her pleadingly, and she sighed, then took Mikan's music box from her hands gently, and the key, also.

This music, was for the Sakura princess, Mikan, in other words, you, dear child. The song your mother sang you the day you were born, and the song she sang you before she was exacuted." she whispered, and opened the lid, and she started to sing to the music, softly as Mikan listened, and her eyes widened.

"The stars shining in the sky,
the flowers blowing in the breeze...
The Sakura song is played,
for the princess of the day...

Come forward to hail her,
to love and embrace her.
The princess is born, again,
The daughter of day

I love you, I hold you,
My voice will reach to you,
I hold your hand tightly,
kissing you lightly,
My baby, my princess.
The daughter of day is here,
To bring joy and love again,
My daughter, the angel of life."

Mikan had heard the voice, singing that song, it was the same voice, that her mother had used. She stared at the woman, who's tears were running down her face in a line as she smiled, then closed the said music box, and she looked up at Mikan and sniffed.

"I am the one who wanted you to die, because you killed Reo, but, I never knew who you were, and now, Mikan Sakura, I know who you are, because you are actually my... My daughter. I am Yuka Sakura, your mother." she whispered, and her hat blew off at that very moment from a gust of wind, and her chestnut coloured hair came out, and sat on her shoulders as Mikan gasped, and Yuka took out her pigtails, and her own hair lay on her shoulders.

They looked alike, like sisters, no, more like... Mother and daughter. Mikan's eyes widened, and she shook her head.

"No... NO! My mother died! She was executed!" cried Mikan, but Yuka shook her head and sighed, sadly.

"No, I never was. Your father, he loved me too much to kill me, so, instead, he let me escape. I was sent to Russia, and I was banished to ever see or speak to you again, or any royals. I was exiled, and yes, Reo was my lover, but he never looked for me, after that. I was hopelessly in love with him and your father, Mikan, but I never seemed to give up on Reo, then... He killed my sons, and only daughter. But no, you lived, my baby lived." she whispered, and her arms wrapped around Mikan as her eyes widened, and her mother embraced her.

Yuka cried as she hugged her daughter, knowing Mikan was trying to take everything in, she remembered that terrible day she had to leave...

"You slept with him! How dare you betray me! Yuka, you have no honour!" cried king Sakura as he threw a vase at her, and Yuka ducked, crying as she tried to protect baby Mikan in her arms.

"Stop it! Lee, stop! Do not hurt our baby girl!" she cried as he glared at her, then took the baby from her arms and glared at her.

"I can not believe you! Bringing our child into this fight! I would have you exiled, but I will not! Yuka, you can get Reo killed, or live in exile! I can not kill you because I love you too much!" he yelled, and Yuka stared at him, wide eyed.

"But... I love Reo! I love him! I can never let him die!" she yelled, and the baby started to cry, her father shushed her and kissed her forehead, then growled and glared at Yuka.

"You will be exiled, but the people will think you died! You have one more day with the baby! You will not name her! That is for me to decide!" he snapped, and left the baby in her arms as he stormed off and Yuka cried, then stared at her baby sadly.

"My baby... My little princess, I love you." she whispered...

"I never named you, that is why I never knew who you were before, because your father named you, only to die a few days afterwards. Getting into that carriage to Russia was so hard for me, I thought it would kill me to leave the most precious treasure in the world behind," she whispered, and Mikan blinked, she had still not returned the embrace that the woman had given her,

"What did you leave? Love?" she asked bitterly, and Yuka shook her head and pulled away from Mikan, wiping her eyes, smiling.

"You. I left my little baby, forever, but now I know you are safe, and that is all that matters, Mikan. And now everyone can know who you are, Mikan." she whispered, and Mikan stared at her, then suddenly, embraced the woman, crying.

"Mom... Mom... MOMMY!" she cried, and sobbed into her coat as Yuka stared at her daughter and rubbed her back, kissing the top of her head and sighing, tears filling in her own eyes.

"I am here... I am, and I will never leave you, again." she whispered, and Mikan sobbed, clutching her mom's coat tightly, and sobbing more and more as her mother smiled, then looked back at the house Mikan lived in, and made Mikan look up.

"I am so sorry for all the mistakes I have caused you, Mikan. But you need to go to Natsume, and you two need to forgive each other. Now. I want my princess to marry the prince she was destined to marry. If you do not, your future will be black and hopeless." she then leaned in and whispered silently in Mikan's ear, "You can change the future, don't make the same mistake I did. Make you destiny, and your fate, Mikan." she then stood up, and Mikan stared at her,

Fate and Destiny? Did she want to live a life with no one to love, at all? Mikan then stood up, and Yuka watched her stand there, staring at the house. Mikan was scared, scared to change the fate that was right in front of her...

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Well! That's done! Hopefully, the next is my last chapter! And then I may start a new story or continue one... Well, see ya! LOVE YA'LL!!!

Love Blue -Niagra In Happy-Go-Lucky Mode!

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