Yes, Angst people... Not an overly popular thing for our dear Mikan, but someone had to turn her Emo... So, I did, a crime? Likely, but hey, sue me. Okies, I sound depressed. Yeah, I am.

Me: Disclaimed, obviously.

Risa: She owns ME! The specially, totally awesome RISA MIKOTA!

Miyako: And me, the ghost! Miyako Mikota!

Me: ... Why do I seem to have a knack for making baddies?

Risa: I am not the baddy I am the star bitch, got it!

Miykao: YEAH!

Me: Oh god, not again...

Don't Drown in your Tears

Seven: Get through...

Mikan was scanning the empty halls, she was walking, but, she knew Natsume Hyuuga, the bastard, would try and pop out of nowhere. She really had it in for him, didn't she? She hated his guts, wanted to kick his ass, and wanted him dead, a little. She was gradually warming towards him, especially when he embraced her, especially when he held her hand like that when she stood there...

Mikan passed someone in the halls, and the girl gave a cheery, fake smile as she stopped and stared at Mikan, grinning from ear to ear, hands on her hips as Mikan ignored the ignorant raven haired Mikota child.

"No use ignoring me, Mikan Sakura, cos' you know one day you'll be looking up to me. Or down at me if I kill you and have my way, hehehe... And Natsume will be mine, and we will be the best, most beautiful couple in this damned academy!" snapped the horrendous girl as Mikan turned her head to glare at Risa, then, she smirked and folded her arms, standing a few good centimeters away from her.

"So? You can have him, although, the heartless pig is hard to reach, you might have to jump for him, you know. He doesn't have a heart, and if he did date you, it would be because he was kinda... you know, desperate, can I say?" she said curtly and smugly as Risa stared at her, mouth open. Mikan had said that to her, Risa Mikota, the best, (she thought) and cutest girl in the whole academy! How could Mikan say those things, easily, was Mikan's thought. It was fun to patronize the terrible elf that lay inside Risa Mikota's body.

"Oh, how DARE you!" she fumed as Mikan tried to hide her half smile, and she turned around, shrugging.

"I dare, Risa Mikota, and haven't you realised I am implying something towards you. I mean, any guy would be pretty desperate to pay a chep slag like you to date them. Sorry to spill the truth, honey, but, it is the truth. Even Sumire Shoda isn't that shallow. And I empasize the that." she hissed, walking away as her footsteps echoed off the wall while the girl watched her enemy walk away, she was absolutely fuming with rage.

"Who does she think she is! Telling me I am a whore! Of course, she would know, the dirty little..." she snapped as Miyako floated towards her sister, appearing from the side of the wall and looking at her sister questionably.

"What's wrong now?" she asked as Risa turned to glare at her, then stalked off angrily, and Miyako followed in hot pursuit to find out what had happened, she figured it was something to do with Mikan Sakura, yet again. She sighed, that girl was just weird, she thought, and why was Risa so engrossed in stopping her from reaching Natsume? Who wanted that jerk, anyways? He wasn't so special, she thought...

Mikan briskly walked towards the Sakura tree, her bag swinging dangerously, banging against her legs and the back of her knee caps, she barely cared, she loved the pain it gave her, it was much better than happiness, she told herself mentally, it was better than affection, she scolded herself, it was better than Natsume, she thought. That stopped her, and let her bag drop to the ground as she sank against the bark of the tree. Natsume, why did he intrigue her so much? Why did he cloud her mind? Why did her heart ache when she looked at him? Why did his eyes look sad most of the time when he stared at her? Maybe he felt guilty about what he had done to her? Maybe, maybe...

"Baka, why would he feel sorry for you? All he left you with was a bunch of random words. 'Don't drown in your tears' What is that supposed to mean? Leave him, Mikan, he doesn't want you, no one does. Love is a fake." her conscience said to her as she stared at the sky with blank eyes, all love and care wiped clean away 6 years ago. Mikan sat alone, but not a day passed when Natsume Hyuuga happened to stop by to stare at her and try to talk to her, try to reach out to her...

"What the hell do you want today, Hyuuga, can't you see I am not in the happiest of moods." she hissed as he stared at her, and chuckled unde rhis breath as she looked up to glare at him, and he gave her a small, lonely smile.

"When have you ever been in the happiest of moods, Mikan, and I mean after the incident where I left." he asked, and she growled, angrily, "Yeah, make a joke out of it, Hyuuga, I am laughing so much, hahahaha. Get a life!" she snapped as he stared at her, and saw such hurt in her eyes, loneliness, sadness and the warmth she dearly wanted... He saw all of that, and, he wanted to give her that warmth, take away the loneliness, brush the hurt away and make the sadness turn into happiness. He sank down beside her, and picked up her wrsit. She gasped, and was ready to slap his hands away as he rolled up her shirt sleeve, and stared at the scars.

She stopped what she was going to do when she felt his fingers brush over the scars, and she felt a shiver up and down her spine, not a feared shiver, a happy one. Natsume stared at vthe scars, and sighed.

"Such ugly scars... On such a beautiful woman... Why do you do this, Mikan. It hurts me to see you scar yourself and make your arms ugly. What next? Your legs, your face? Don't do this to yourself." he whispered, cupping her face with his hands as she stared at him, she dearly wanted to cry, wanted to hold him, to kiss him... But she pushed it all back, and turned her head away, pushing his hand down and sighing. She didn't scream, or push him roughly. All she managed was a whisper.

"I am not beautiful, I realised that when I was 10 years old... Leave me alone, what do you want with a girl like me, Hyuuga. I will do what I want, if I have to. This is what people do when they are sad... My only escape is this. If I cut my face, it will be because... Because there is nothing left for me. I will cut my neck, kill myself, if it meant that..." she whispered, but, she never finished her sentence as Natsume pulled her into yet another embrace, and he let his fingers run through her hair which was down today, and he breathed in, and held her tightly, shaking his head.

"You don't have to be lonely anymore, Mikan... I'm back." he whispered as her eyes widened, but, it didn't last long, because she pushed him away, gently, and stood up, staring at him, her fists clenched.

"For how long? Because... You will leave again. Leave me alone to wither away, Natsume. It's what I want. It's what you want. Don't force yourself to like me, it's not you. Go away... And leave me to die." she said, a cold edge to her voice as she walked away, leaving Natsume to look at her as she went, and he sighed, yet again, Mikan had stopped him from melting that ice, he smiled, that ice, it was getting... Warmer, wasn't it?

X-X-X

"I don't get it. What do you see in him?" Miyako asked for the 30th time that day as Risa turned to glare at her, she wanted to slap her twin so badly, but she couldn't, because Miyako was transparent. She growled and threw a book though the girl as Miyako sat there, staring at her twin, swinging her legs as Risa sat under the tree and Miyako was above her, swinging her long, transparent legs and nodding her head, watching the sun go across the sky with the damned clouds. She hated clouds.

"Oh, shut the fuck up, Miyako, you stupid brat! Just because Natsume looks like that bastard guy of yours did does not mean that he is the same! Natsume is more genuine, and less of a man-whore, you dim wit!" she snarled, throwing her whole bag at Miyako, forgetting the latch was undone, and the contents fell onto her, and she coughed and growled angrily, glaring at her sister. Of course, she blamed it all on Miyako.

"Jake wasn't a manwhore, and you know it. He wasn't a bastard, either, he was sweet, he just... Didn't like me." she mumbled as Risa looked up at her and snorted, rolling her eyes with disgust. Miyako, she was seriously bugging her nowadays. Miyako was always telling her Natsume was stupid, what did she see in him? Risa knew what she wanted, Natsume was a hottie, and she wanted him. All to herself.

"Yes, that's why you pushed him in front of the train, because he was sweet. Oh, get over it, Miyako, he never liked you, no one did. You were just the stupid sister on the side while everyone got me! The pretty one! No one wanted the ugly duckling, like no one wants that Mikan!" she snapped. miyako felt something prick in her eyes, and silver tears strolled down her transparent cheeks as she stared at Risa. How could she be so cruel towards her? Never, in all her life, had Miyako cried, not once, not even when Jake rejected her. Not even when she pushed him in front of the train, she would never cry.

And now, she was.

"You know, being pretty comes with it's disadvantages, you are a really cold hearted bitch, you know that." she suddenly snapped, and Miyako ran off, turning human as Risa watched her, and smirked, she would come back, miyako always did, but this time, would she? Had Risa Mikota gone too far, yet again?...

End Chapter Seven

Yeah, short chapter, sorry, I'm like, really tired. here in england tis 2:30am, yawns. Have fun reading? Have fun reviewing. Gitta go, bye bye people.

Love Blue -Niagra

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