HEY. I'm back :) sorry for being inactive for the past few months. Writer's Block, a severe case at that. I already know what to write but words seems to fail me. I'm being a lazy ass. Ideas come and go to the point nothing's good enough for me anymore. I hate the feeling.
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Chapter 8
"You're a real idiot, you know that?" Natsume asked to the brunette sleeping endlessly in his arms. As soon as he entered his room, he took off Mikan's wig and threw it under his table. He checked her eyes to see if she still has her contacts on; unluckily, she has. Very carefully, Natsume removed it and found the contacts' case in her front pocket. Because of the light in his balcony, he didn't notice that he still hasn't turned his lights on even when taking off Mikan's contacts. A black cat as they say.
He saw a huge blob in Mikan's shirt and he immediately carried her to his bathroom. "Stay here, don't move or I'll kick you out." He settled her on top of the toilet bowl and grabbed his clothes in his closet outside the bathroom. He finally settled with a black shirt and bought it to her. He was reluctant but he deemed the situation as an emergency.
He took off her shirt and pants leaving her in her underwear. Unknowingly, the lad blush at the sight of her. Before things go out of hand, he hurriedly made her wear his shirt that reached 3 inches above her knees. She looks hot to put it simply. Even the lad thinks so especially since she's in his shirt. A wig was then later thrown under the sink.
Natsume stared at Mikan and saw beads of sweat forming on her forehead. On instinct, he brushed it off with the back of his palm. Crimson met Hazel. For a second there, Natsume saw a glint in her eyes, a glint that even he can't distinguish. It only lasted for a second but Natsume saw it before her expression change into a frown with brows furrowed together. Worry evident in our lad's eye that he can't help to ask, "Are you feeling sick?" Without any hesitation, he opened the toilet bowl to avoid the wrath of Mikan's vomit. Good thing he trusted his instincts because after he opened the said bowl, Mikan's head immediately faced the opening whilst pushing Natsume away in the process.
A shook was made by the crimson-eyed lad. That woman really is an idiot. An idiot for pretending to be her twin brother, an idiot to sign a contract at Umi Y. Company, an idiot for throwing up at me, an idiot for making me kiss her, an idiot that became mine-wait, wait, hold up. Bad thoughts. Bad thoughts. Natsume forced the thought away and struggled in doing so.
How can he claim her to be his when he despised her? No, no. It was just a spur of the moment, he convinced himself. But in what moment did make me claim her?
His ponder was made to an abrupt stop when Mikan faced him after her so called make up session with the toilet. Her eyes looked tired, her hair is disheveled. Yet in someone's eyes, crimson eyes to be exact, she looked smokin' especially with his shirt on her. Natsume got a towel under the sink beside the toilet and wiped her mouth and entire face. He started there but decided to give Mikan a towel bath. While wiping her arms, she fell asleep on his shoulder. After a few minutes, he finally finished. Our lad then decided it was late enough as it is. He quickly brushed her teeth w/ the extra toothbrush he thankfully have.
"Get up." A groan escaped Mikan's lips but she didn't budge. "Damn it. You're not exactly expecting me to carry to bed, are you?" Still, no response. "I thought so." Leaving him with no choice, he carried dear Mikan bridal style to his bed. "You owe me big-time." He said to her even though he knew that she isn't awake as he turned his bedside lamp open. A soft but bright enough light filled the room. Natsume thought he'll leave it at that for the time being while he takes a shower. He's worried that Mikan will wake up while he was in the bathroom and freak out or something. The thing he most feared that she'll run outside not knowing that he took off her disguise. Plus, people will find it weird that there's a woman coming from his room, wearing his shirt, running around the campus.
After casting a last glimpse towards her, he closed the door.
-.-.-.-.-
One strawberry blonde woman sleep comfortably in her bed whilst a dark red hair girl forced her eyes to open with her two perfectly manicured fingers in front of a hot pink laptop with the name 'Luna' in cursive in front. The red head's apple green eyes almost bulged out of its sockets with what she witnessed. "Luna-sama! Natsume-sama finally showed up!" A wide smile formed her lips when she announced the news.
The woman with Strawberry Blonde hair groggily woke up. "Why does my future husband always work late? He knows it'll be bad for his health. Oh well, he'll come home early once he married me because who wouldn't when there's a hot woman like me waiting for him at home. Oh Natsume darli-WHAT THE HELL?! By the sound of your voice earlier, I thought it was good that my darling is back. But why is she carrying a brunette, Sora?"
Sora shivered in fear with Luna's tone. One thing you must avoid, not to do if possible, in the whole campus is to make Luna mad. "I-I d-didn't saw that brunette at first because Natsume-sama was facing his back at the camera when he entered. I-I'm s-so s-s-s-sorry." She bowed her head, hoping Luna'll forgive her.
Luna clenched her fists and tried to calm down. She's thinking of something to get back at the unknown brunette. "Come to think of it, who the hell is that bitch?"
"I cannot distinguish her face because of the lighting." Sora, being expert with the electronics stuff, tried to zoom the camera but the face still can't be distinguished. "Urgh. I tried everything I can. But apart form her brunette hair and petite structure, na-da."
"Maybe it's a good thing. Move away." Sora immediately moved out of the way and let Luna sit. She looked at what her 'friend' is doing until it finally dawned to her. "It'll be just a sort of a warning for her."
"You're a genius Luna-sama."
"Of course." A smirk played in her overly glossed lips.
-.-.-.-.-
Natsume went out of his bathroom fully dressed in a black tan top and red-black striped boxers. A certain brunette immediately caught his eyes. He removed the towel hanging on his shoulders then put it the back of a chair in his study table. As he looked at Mikan, he can't help but smile. She looked so peaceful, so innocent, sleeping like that. An angel. Natsume was on top of her, caging her between his arms, he neared his face and muttered, "My Angel."
For the first time, he kissed her. Not the other way around. The feel of her soft lips within his felt so heavenly, he can't stop. A moan escaped Mikan's lips and her arms instinctively wrapped themselves around Natsume's neck, pulling him closer. The latter didn't object but just deepened the kiss by shoving his tongue inside her haven. A groan at the back of his throat was heard. "Damn." He uttered after breaking up from their make out session. Mikan still seems out of it. "I hope she doesn't remember any of this but a dream." He whispered to himself.
As a man, he was urged to do more but controlled himself. He leaned near her ears and whispered, "This is just a dream." He then licked her ear earning another moan form her. The lad liked the fact that he can make her moan with just a nibble in the ear. It made him proud. He continued to nibble but a uttering "This is just a dream" every now and then.
Finally, he settled in beside her. Natsume pulled her close and encircled his arms around her waist. As far as he can remember, this is the best night yet.
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"Ohohoho~ I have a lot of pictures of them now, Luna-sama." Sora snickered as she saw things unfold between the unknown brunette and the Campus crush.
"Argh, that brunette's done it this time. I am so gonna kill her for seducing my darling Natsume. Oh well, revenge is on it's way soon." Luna was enraged seeing the two make out but what can she do? Right. THAT. "Make sure you blur anything indicating Natsume-kun, okay? I don't want my hubby involved. Just her."
"Huh? I thought you want me to put a caption 'Natsume Hyuuga with an unknown woman late at night'?" Sora asked dumbly. She may act like that but she knows her stuff. A smack from Luna made its way to Sora's head then.
"No, silly. I have a different one in mind that'll make the school stir." The blonde then smiled evilly; a plan forming in her head.
"Then what is?"
"You heard about the school being strict with sexual activities?" Luna smirked as Sora finally caught up with an 'oh'. "Oh yeah. That brunette's in for a ride."
-.-.-.-
Mikan woke up with a huge hammer pounding her brain to a pulp. Yeah, you got it right. Dear Mikan just had a hangover. With that weird dream she had last night plus this insanely hurtful headache, it was a miracle she's not screaming. It took her a minute or two to finally adjust the surroundings around her, to finally realize where she was.
"What the-?" She was cut off by a loud thud coming from the door. Out came Natsume Hyuuga with a bottle of water and a paperbag on the other hand. "THE HELL?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Instinctively, she wrapped the blankets around her body, shielding it from the perverted cat.
"It's not like there's something to look at." That earned him a glare. "Here." Natsume put down the bottled water on the table.
"Want me to splash it to you?" Mikan opened it and was about to splash it when Natsume covered her mouth with his to silence her.
"Keep screaming and any minute by now, it won't be a wonder why there are a lot of eavesdroppers outside." Then, he released her.
"Phe. As if. Your room's soundproof. And so is mine and Ruka. You can't fool me, pervert." She retorted smartly.
"Yeah. Yeah. Just drink that Aspirin inside the bag, Polka. I'll be outside." Immediately, he left and slammed the door shut.
Polka. It made Mikan wonder why he called her that. She shook the thought off and decided to wash up her face first before drinking the Aspirin Natsume oh-so prepared for her.
Mikan's eyes widen when she saw what she's wearing. A black shirt that's not hers and her polka dotted panty is almost showing. Wait. Polka? And before all else fails, she screamed her lungs out. Natsume heard it and chuckled to himself amusedly. This is gonna be a good day, I can feel it; he thought and walked far off the distance.
Meanwhile...
"Luna-sama. The photos are already developed. I suggest we start to commence our plan before everybody wakes up." Sora being the cautious one warned her friend of the consequences if someone saw what they're up to.
"Of course. Have you already stuck double sided tape to each one?"
"Yes." And with that reply, the plan started.
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"That Pervert!" Mikan was surprised was the understatement of the year. She was enraged, terrified, humiliated and worst of all; she felt her pride shatter away. All of it had already happened. There's no turning back but to look at a brighter future.
With that in mind, she searched for her wig and contacts. She searched every nook and cranny, but did not find her disguise. With no choice left, she unwillingly left the room. She strolled and strolled until she reached the double oak doors of the room.
She prayed to all gods that's listening that the room was vacant with no Ruka or whatsoever inside. But because she chose a really bad time to pray, which is half an hour until dawn, the gods were still asleep. Inside sprawled both Ruka and Koko on the former's bed. Entangled with one another. Mikan suppressed a giggle or else her presence will be sensed.
Then an idea came to mind. Mikan fished her phone and took a photo of the both lads. Bromance, she thought. Ruka shook in his sleep and Mikan stood frozen. Panicking, she left the premises just as Ruka was about to open her eyes.
"Huh?" The blonde prince said groggily but returned to dreamland.
-/-/-/-/-
Her heart was thumping. That was close. Too close, she thought. Mikan decided to return to Natsume's room instead before someone else found her in Mikio's clothes. One more corner and she's safe. But she thought too soon as a group of girls started giggling. She stood frozen on the spot for the second time of the day.
"I can't believe Natsume-sama is walking at very hall we're currently walking." One said.
They're coming closer to Mikan.
"I know ~"
Closer...
"I wonder if he's still asleep."
Mikan shut her eyes as to not see their reactions when someone covered Mikan's mouth and dragged her away from the noise.
"You. Are. Really. Stupid."
That voice, she swirled around and a smoldering deep crimson eyes enveloped her very being.
"I am NOT!" Mikan anger and rage returned to her system when Natsume unhesitantly insulted her. They were currently inside the janitor's closet and the smell of chlorine, wax and wet rags stung her nose.
"Now. Now. Is that the way you treat your savior? I saved you a couple times already and not once did I received a sign of gratitude." A smug smile appeared in his handsome feature.
Come to think of it. He did saved my ass. Leaving with no choice, Mikan ushered a thanks to him.
"What? Can't hear you." Mikan knew he was doing it on purpose yet she knew she owed him big time.
"I said, thanks."
"Now, that's not too hard is it? So, what's my reward?"
"Reward?!" Now, this is too much. Mikan wanted to strangle him to death but her conscience in stopping her.
Now Mikan, just do what he wants. Without him, you'll be in a one way ticket to Africa, Mikan's good angle whisperedn to her.
Phe. Leave him be. It's his fault anyway. He's a pervert remember? Don't act according to his plan. He'splaying you! Don't be stupid than you already are! With that insult, Mikan followed her good side.
"Fine. I'll do whatever you want. But only this one time." Mikan said in a small tone, she seems to regret it after it got out. Especially when she saw Natsume's mischievous smirk widens. She just knew he's up to no good.
"Go out with me." Now that seems hilarious.
"Yeah. Sure. I'll bet by tomorrow you'll be noted as 'The guy who goes out with his other guys'. I'm cool with it." Mikan smirked in return but vanishes when Natsume smugly looked at her.
"You didn't let me finish. Who says you'll go out with me as 'Mikio'?" Oh no.
"Then..? Y-yo-ou-u'll make me go out with you as me? As in as Mikan?" Natsume inclined his head as if stating Who else?. "No."
"You already agreed. There's no going back. And plus, you owe me your life." Natsume said as he was about to open the door.
"BUT! I-I, uhm... I... I DON'T HAVE ANY CLOTHES! Well, maybe except guy's clothes. So yeah." Mikan was proud to find an excuse.
"Already taken care off." Natsume dug deep inside his pocket and fished out his card key. "It's in the box inside my closet. I'll pick you up in my room in an hour." With that, he disappeared as Mikan sunk to the floor.
At this very moment, she wanted the ground to swallow her.
That's it for now. I'll write again after our EXAMS. it's a holiday after that. So, i'll try really hard.
I haven't PROOF READ this. so feel free to pinpoint errors.
I have a preview last chappie right? I can't seem to put it in this story just yet. Maybe soon. But not now.
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