Love Lockdown
By: Animecutee13
CHAPTER 6: Meeting the Boy in the Snow Globe.
~ Black dress with the tights underneath… She wants to touch me (Woah), She wants to love me (Woah), She'll never leave me (Woah, woah, oh, oh), Cuz I know you won't trust me. – Don't trust me.
{M}
Okay. My outfit is officially ruined. The dress is, you know, like some rotten vegetable leaf now. My stockings, are barely stockings. REALLY. My shoes, are wack. My goodness. What can I wear now? I sniffed myself, My God, I am in need of a weapon and the chlorine is just too much. Oh no. Maybe Natsume smelled me? Nooooo! That's hella embarrassing. And disgusting! This is depressing me. WTF. I hope he didn't smell me. We were in the pool so all smells must have disintegrated, whatever that may mean. I really hope so.
I trudged back to the first floor living room, carrying my flats and being careful with how I walked so that I wouldn't leave any wet foot marks like some Big Foot knock-off. As I tiptoed up the stairwell I thought about where I should get some clothes, I mean, practically ALL the doors are locked and I can't go in them. The only room available is Natsume's. So. Hmmmmm. Maybe I could just sneak into his room and borrow? If I sneak in it wouldn't be considered as that. Well. Whatever. I'll just go in his closet and get a few stuff. That should do. I snickered as I reached the top floor. I left my shoes near the sofa and on top of the carpet. I sneaked in Natsume's room leaving all things that might make sounds.
I slowly opened the heavy door and closed it carefully; I smiled gingerly when it clicked silently. There was water running somewhere, I can tell Natsume is showering in his clean as hell CR. Perfect timing, Mikan. Now, where the hell is that closet? Oh there. There it was. The Holy Grail! I crept slowly and cautiously, trying to not make any sounds on the floor. I got there successfully; I opened the mighty closet with my two hands and it revealed a huge, as in colossal collection of clothes. Wow, Colossal collection of clothes. CCC. How ironic. I stepped in and turned on the lights, it was pretty dark.
Coats, jackets, sweaters, hoodies, pants, pajamas, slacks, shirts, boxers, shorts, jeans, khakis, socks (really?), underwear (whoa), and some ties were all hung in a hanger by the right wall. However, on the other side was filled with leather shoes, havaianas, chucks, vans, supras, whatever. Anyways, it was filled with footwear and some bags he probably uses. While on the back, it was filled with unopened presents and documents and files. But what caught my eye were those expensive looking presents at the back. Why wouldn't he open them? Is it a bomb or something? I guess not, 'cause we're still alive. Kickin' and breathin'. But why doesn't he open them? This guy really has issues.
I walked to the farther back and jiggled one of the small presents. It seemed like something round and wet. Umm. What could it be? I touched the big one; it seemed very expensive, wrapped in gold paper and silver ribbons. There was this other one that looked really plain. I wanted to open it. I shook it, it didn't make much of a noise. I shook it again, tug, something went. I stared dumbfounded at the object I was holding and shook it again, it was silent. And then it came to me, Natsume! I hid at the bottom of the long pants. Natsume came in the closet with a black towel wrapped around his hip. I crawled back further on my knees. His legs were still wet and I could smell him. He smelled like something icy and cool, like a breeze only with some intoxicating smell. I gulped. He swept his hair back and a droplet of cool water dropped on my hand. I held my breath.
{N}
Better. After getting all dirty in pool water and that Mikan girl's dirt.. Then showering, I feel better now. I hope no more disasters happen. With this klutz around this house, I will never get any peace and comfort. I dried my hair a bit with my towel and then tied it around my hip. I slipped on my slippers and went out of the bathroom, having steams following right behind me. Sigh. Refreshing. I walked towards my closet. Huh. I don't remember opening this thing. My radar didn't go off, so that idiot shouldn't be somewhere in here. I swept my hair back and shrugged. I stood in front of the pants section and picked one out, suddenly my towel slipped off. Fuck. When I crouched down to pick it up and I was surprised when I saw some really wide eyes like they were staring right into my soul. SHIT! It was the idiot; I quickly pulled up my towel and pulled her legs.
{Narrator}
"What the fuck are you doing here? Are you peeping on me now? Fuck." Nastume glared at her, he couldn't stay put as he held the towel in place.
"…" Mikan couldn't answer and was in complete shock as she was lying on the floor.
"Why the hell did you enter my room again? You should really be arrested!" Natsume raved. Mkan blinked and propped herself up on one elbow.
"Why should I be arrested?" She pouted with pinkness in her cheeks. Her gaze drifted along his lean body and down under.
"Well, why were you sneaking around my room? For all I know, you might've stolen something you dimwit." He scoffed.
"Huh! I didn't steal anything!" She blushed as she yelled at him.
"Yeah you didn't, but you did steal a glance off my hot body and a body part." He raised a brow and leered at the idiotic creature in front of him.
Mikan scowled and blushed.
"You saw it."
"No!"
"Yes you did, when I bent down there your eyes were like these fucking UFO saucers."
"Grr!" Why does Natsume talk too much when he's mad! Mikan thought.
"Just tell me you saw it." He kept pushing.
"I did not! I used the foot hole part of your pants to cover my eyes!"
"Yeah right."
"I really didn't!"
"You suck." He crouched down.
"I didn't-! Try touching me and I will find a way to electrocute you!" Mikan curled her hands into tiny balls of fists.
"Oh yeah? How would you do that, you dumbass."
"I.. I'll.. whatever! Stay away, you pervert!"
He inched closer and held her chin as he spoke to Mikan slowly.
"You know. Just stop ruining my day. And I wouldn't care if you peeked on me while taking a bath. Just stop being so clumsy. I find that infuriating. It makes my house messy. Also my life. Now, since you came through all this trouble, do you want me to flash them again at you?" He bored into Mikan's eyes. Mikan was now gawking at Natsume, because of his attractive face, intoxicating smell, but also his IDK-what-to-reply-to words.
"You're so mean! And I didn't come here to see your body part! I came here to borrow some clothes." She looked down and blushed.
"You are aware that I am a man."
"Yeah, so? I've seen the-!" she cut herself off and coughed.
Natsume smirked as he stood up and flexed his arms.
Oh no. HOLD your FREAKIN' towel! I don't want to see them again. Mikan thought as she bit her lip. The towel was dropping dangerously low. She closed her eyes.
"What are you closing your eyes for?" Mikan looked up and saw that he had already put on some boxers.
"No reason." She laughed nervously.
"Tch. Here." He threw her a plain white shirt.
"Thanks." Mikan smiled a little to show some gratitude. "How about some underwear?"
"What."
"Undies!"
"Do you expect me to let you borrow my underwear."
"Well. It's a try...?"
Natsume flexed his jaw, irritated, and narrowed his eyes. "You don't have any ascaris lumbricoides, right?"
"Excuse me?" Mikan frowned.
"Never mind." He threw her his smallest boxer shorts.
"Thanks!" She grinned at her almost complete set. Bra.
"Umm. Do you have any bra's around?" She asked quietly and looked away.
"Do I look like someone who wears those boob-holders?" He pointed to his pecs.
"No."
He sighed put on a hoody. He was so comfortable in dressing up in front of Mikan, it made Mikan's jaw drop.
"What. You're staring again."
"No! I just zoned out.." Mikan stood up. "Umm. Can I have a shirt with a different color?"
"Why?"
"Because."
He threw a black one to her face, which she catched via her mouth and tossed the white one.
"Thanks. Can I take a bath in your holy bathroom?" Mikan laughed.
"Don't make a mess." Natsume warned with a matching glare as he stomped off outside his walk-in closet.
{M}
I am so thankful for what Natsume did! But I am so sorry on what I did. I didn't act like a proper guest. Sneaking in twice, drowning once, peeking on him.. Once. But it was not intentional, at ALL. That's a real bad record. I stepped in his clean bath room and marveled at it. When I was done gawking, how many times of today did I gawk like a dork? Is this a disorder? Oh well. I slid down the zipper along my back and stripped off the stinky wet cocktail dress, it made a puddle of silk beneath me. I slipped off my trashed stockings and threw them in the trash. Luckily, there was already a towel waiting to dry me hung by the shower sliding door. I stepped in, carefully, it was quite slippery. She turned the shower knob and warm water started pumping through the shower head thingy. Ahhh. Now this is life. I grabbed the soap, it smelled like the icy cool scent Natsume had, well, it's not half bad even if it's not my tangerine ones. I scrubbed my body thoroughly, to remove all germs. It kind of bothers me how Natsume also uses this magnificent bar of soap. I felt a blush creep along my neck. You better stay away, blush. I grabbed for the shampoo bottle, I observed it for a while, same scent as the soap. Oh well, Natsume still has some hygiene and bathroom taste even if he dissed my tangerine-y smell. I stepped out and sniffed myself. All good, Mikan. I dried myself with the soft towel, it was black like Natsume's. I bit my lip and pushed the thought away. But it was still bugging me, am I considered lucky as to use Natsume's personal things? I questioned myself. I pouted when I couldn't get an answer.
I slipped into the tiny boxers Natsume threw at me earlier, it fit perfectly! Its stripes accentuated my long legs. Then I put on the shirt, it was a good thing I asked him for a different color, if it was white, my soul would be seen. He had no bras. This is as close as is to act like wearing one. It was really long, he was a tall guy, and it came down to my thigh.
I got out of the bathroom and walked towards the closet again. I really wanted to make Natsume open his presents, they were made to be open right? Watching him like this, with that attitude and quietness, makes me wonder if he's just a lonely guy who keeps to himself, not feeling safe of things or whatever. Well, I guess I'll find that out if we become friends. Or something. Really, I just want to enjoy this one month. I stepped in and ran towards the back and picked up the simple present.
When I went out of Natsume's room while drying my hair, I smelled some delicious food. My nose perked up instantly. And so did my stomach. Grumble, grumble.
{N}
I haven't eaten breakfast therefore I am hungry. I walked out after giving her my set of clothes. Huh. Should I let her keep those? I mean, she already wore it. Hmm. I'll think about that later. I found myself already opening the fridge. I took out some eggs and some bacon from the freezer. Then I started cooking.
Grumble, grumble. I heard.
"What do you want."
"I'm hungry too." I turned to look at her, she was pouting.
"Huh." She began walking towards the kitchen, the moment I looked again; she was already sitting on a stool by the table. But what was she holding. Tch. I flexed my jaw. That stupid girl.. She annoys me.
Animecutee13 here! Sorry for taking so long! Preoccupied! And when I wrote this I was a bit distracted :( Umm.. Sorry if it sucks a bit! Umm… I will do my best on the next chapter! HAHAHA Ruka and Hotaru will start :DDDDDDDDDDDD Please Review!~! thanks for reading XD XOXOXO
