Yay! I kept to my word! Merry xmas everyone! And to you too editor-san!
Editor-san: *glares and holds up knife*
Eep! S-sorry! Ok, so you see, im currently at california right now and since editor-san's not here, I decided to let my friends, whom im visiting, to edit this. And then this chpt will be like a present to editor-san! Anyways, a word from my friends Frances?
Frances (my editor for this chpt :3): author-san was thinking about um um um um um um... what was the word again? *turns to author-san who is currently typing every word Frances is saying because author-san's laptop hates Frances... alot*
Hm? uh.. how am I suppose to know?
Frances: ok, if theres a lot of mistakes... that's not my fault... IT'S THE COMPUTERS FAULT! IT HATES ME! BUMBLEBEE!
... dont mind her... shes crazy, and she obsessed with bumblebee in transformers... LIKE ME! ;))
...anyways... this chapter is dedicated to/a present for my awesome editor-san who is very hard-working and is very patient with me. Plus she would do anything to make sure that im working on Love Stamp... to the point where she would threaten me on fb TT^TT but anyways, thank you a lot editor-san! I WUV YOU! ... not literally, as a friend... so
HAVE A HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND A MERRY NEW YEAR!
Oh! and I dont own anything but this plot and story and my laptop and my ds lite and my bike and my... (the list goes on and on and author-san's voice fades into the distance)
Editor-san: ...she does not own gakuen alice... ENJOY!
Love Stamp
She's Back...
'You said you loved me...
But it was just part of your game...'
~My Love Pinwheel~
~Flashback~
"No." Mikan shook her head. Amused, Natsume also shook his head, indicating that she come and get it. Angry, she took a step forward... and tripped. Closing her eyes from the upcoming fall, she was surprised to land on something soft. Opening her eyes, she looked up and saw Natsume.
"Are you okay?" he whispered. Nodding, Mikan muttered a quiet thanks and tried to push away from him. Natsume, on the other hand, leaned in closer and closer and... kissed her.
Chapter 8. The Evil Snowman of Christmas
"Eh! He what?" Sumire exclaimed. Mikan buried her head in her hands and muttered under her breath. "I can't hear you!" Mikan lifted her head up and glared at Sumire, who was giggling at how red Mikan's face was.
"I said, 'That bastard freaking kissed me!'," Mikan repeated through gritted teeth. "Now don't bother me right now!" and proceeded to bury her head back down in the comfort of her arms and continued muttering. Sumire snickered and patted Aoi on the back.
"Tell your brother 'Congratz!', he's the first person ever to make Mikan that red! ...Eh? Aoi?" Sumire waved her hand infront of a shell-shocked Aoi. "Uh-oh. I think she's dead..." Hotaru sighed at the idiocy that's in the room right now. She took out her Baka gun and aimed at Aoi.
BAKAN! BAKAN! BAKAN!
Aoi slowly blinked from her position on the ground. Suddenly, she sat up.
"My brother kissed... Mikan... kissed..." Aoi turned her dazed expression to the two. "That was his first kiss you know..." and Aoi slumped back onto the floor and stared at the ceiling. Hotaru and Sumire looked at each other. The latter shrugged and nodded towards Mikan, and left the room with a petty excuse of "going to the bathroom". Hotaru sat there and debated whether to ask the question that both her and Sumire wanted the answer to. Finally, she opened her mouth to ask.
"Could you be... falling for Natsume?" she asked. Mikan shot up and, after warily glanced around, leaned in closer to Hotaru.
"Before, I really hated his guts. But now... I have completely no idea." Mikan admitted, sagging her shoulders. Hotaru just sat there in stony silence, her worst fears confirmed.
Her idiotic best friend is falling for the stupid bastard...
but will he catch her?
Or will he leave her in the dust after he finishes playing with her?
~~~~~~~~~~OnTheWayToSchooltheNextDay~~~~~~~~~~
"I said... I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL!" Mikan latched on a telephone pole close by.
"YOU'RE COMING WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" saying that, Sumire continued tugging on Mikan towards the direction of the school.
"NO!" Mikan stuck her tongue out at her and tightened her grip. Sumire groaned.
"Come on! Everything will be alright! Sure there will be some people who want you dead for kissing their "god" Natsume when you're not even his girlfriend, but hey! It could be worse!" Sumire finally pried Mikan from the pole, only to have her plop down on the sidewalk, refusing to budge.
"Mikan!" Sumire stomped her foot in frustration. Spotting Aoi out of the corner of her eye, slowly inching away, she lashed out and grabbed onto Aoi. Aoi gave a little shriek of surprise and struggled to get out of the death grip that Sumire had on her. "Aoi... you will help me knock some sense into Mikan with me, won't you?"
"Eheheh... Why of course, Permy! Why... wouldn't I?" Aoi smiled nervously. Crouching in front of Mikan, she started.
"Um Mikan, if you go to school today... I'll give you 5 BIG boxes of Howalen puffs!" Aoi offered. Receiving no response, she added on, "...or 7 BIG boxes, free tickets for a whole year, wait, make that two to your favorite amusement park!" Mikan glared at Aoi and turned her head away defiantly. Aoi and Sumire shared a glance and shrugged. Then they saw the bobbing figure of Hotaru close by. Nodding at each other, they split up and sneaked up to Hotaru on both sides.
"RAWWWR!" they leaped up on the "unsuspecting" Hotaru.
BAKAN! BAKAN!
"Ow-!" Aoi and Sumire groaned from their position on the floor. Hotaru coolly blew the puff of smoke on her gun away and continued walking. Suddenly, four hands grabbed onto her legs. Hotaru looked down and saw Sumire and Aoi giving her puppy-dog faces.
'Gah, Mikan must be the rubbing off on them.' Hotaru tried to force her gaze elsewhere, but failed, miserably. Now she's in front of the ever-so-stubborn Mikan.
"You sure you've tried everything?" Hotaru asked the other two.
"Yep, I tried reasoning with her..." Sumire stated.
"...and I did bribery..." Aoi shook her head. "Neither worked." Hotaru smirked.
"You forgot one thing," Hotaru whipped out her Baka gun, "VIOLENCE." and aimed at Mikan's head.
BAKAN! BAKAN! BAKAN!
"Ah! Eh...? HOTARU!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Off To School :(~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Look, it's that slut."
"Hey, bitch, watch where you're going."
"I can't believe she kissed Natsume-sama!"
Mikan grimaced at the retorts thrown at her. She ducked her head and scooted closer to Hotaru. Hotaru glared at the girls (and guys) and brandished her Baka gun. After they cleared away, Mikan gave her a small smile which Hotaru returned with her own.
"Mikan." a silky voice came from behind her. The two whirled around and Hotaru pointed her Baka gun at whoever was behind them.
BAKAN! BAKAN! BAKAN! (she's using that a lot in this chpt isn't she?)
The figure on the floor shook his head (yes, it's a he) and slowly sat up.
"Why, hello Natsume-sama." Hotaru greeted with a smirk.
"Hn, whatever." Natsume got up and dusted his pants. taking Mikan's hand in his, he dragged her away. "I'll be borrowing her for a while."
"Okay, but if I see one hair out of place, I will hunt you down." Hotaru threatened. Mikan, finally grasping the situation she was in, struggled to get away from Natsume.
"Let... go!" Mikan dug her feet into the ground. Breaking free from him, she crossed her arms. "Where. Are. You. taking. Me."
"An amusement park? Now hurry up." he reached out to take her hand again. Mikan hid her hands behind her back, and eyed his hand suspiciously.
"Why?" Mikan asked and Natsume sighed and picked her up, bridal way.
"Date." Natsume replied and walked towards his motorcycle and dumped her on the seat. He sat himself in front of her and started the engine. "Ready? Good." and zoomed away.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Mikan screamed. She squeezed Natsume and buried her face in his back. "S-slow down!"
"Huh? What did you say? Go faster? Sure." Natsume teased and increased the speed.
"NAAATSUUU HYUUUGAAA! IIIII HAAAATE YOUUUUU!" Mikan tightened her already tight grip on Natsume.
"I love you too."
From then on, they would spend everyday with each other...
One wouldn't be seen without the other...
They were known as the "most unlikely yet very likely couple of the year."
Their existence just confirmed the "opposite attract" thingy.
Natsume: She may look plain, but when she smiles, she's like an angel that just descended from the heaven.
Mikan: He may be a jerk, but... every time when I close my eyes, all I can see is his face.
Both: Is this... LOVE?
A Week Before Christmas (Time sure passes when you're in love :3)
"Mikan~" Sumire chirped from the doorway at Mikan's house. "Are you going to the... WOAH! What's going on here!" Mikan's house was covered with yarn. Blue yarn, green yarn, yellow yarn, and orange yarn. But there were mostly black, red, and brown yarn. "Mikan! WHERE ARE YOU!"
"I'm over here!" Mikan's voice called from wherever she was. Sumire picked her way around the yarn towards her voice. She came up on Mikan knitting what looked like a bunch of yarn tangled together.
"What... are you knitting? A sock?" Sumire asked as she cleared away a chair to sit on. Mikan looked up in shock.
"No! It's a scarf! Permy, look, a scarf!" she exclaimed, holding up the "sock" to see. Sumire leaned in closer to see. Upon closer examination, she saw what looked like a half-finished scarf.
"Ok... if you say so." Sumire shrugged and slouched back into the chair.
"34...35...36...37...38 ...Argh! I lost count! RESTART!" Mikan undid the whole row and started knitting again. Sumire quietly watched her.
"Why don't you just buy him one?" Hotaru asked from the doorway.(How did she get there so fast?) Mikan shook her head.
"I want to make him one!" Mikan giggled, her eyes becoming all shiny-like. "Yosh! I'm all fired up now!" Sumire sighed and decided to help Mikan with some points so it at least looks like a sweater.
~~~~~~~~~~~~CHRISTMAS PARTY~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Hey guys!" Ruka called as he came in late. Natsume grunted in reply, his eyes searching for a certain someone. Tomo, noticing this, smirked.
"Looking for your Mikan?" Tomo pointed towards the food court. "She's there at the sweets table." Koko came up, wearing a snowman costume.
"She sure does eat a lot." Koko commented. Mikan, hearing this, turned around and threw a doughnut at him, hitting him square in the face. "Oof!" and he fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ew! It's you! How much I eat doesn't matter with you." and continued with her cake hunting. Natsume sneaked up behind her and snaked his arms around her waist. "Eep!" Mikan grabbed a cake and smashed it in his face, not knowing it was him. "Oops..." Mikan quickly took a napkin and wiped his face. "Sorry!"
"It's alright." Natsume smiled at Mikan as she tried to get the crumb pieces on his forehead. Mikan laughed and reached up on her tiptoes to wipe it all.
Click
They both froze and turned to look at Hotaru. She smiled and disappeared into the crowd, not before taking a picture of Ruka's laughing face and Koko's snowman costume.
"Imai-san!" Ruka took off after her to retrieve the picture. Tomo sneaked off to get some Howalen puffs and agreed with Mikan's begs of bringing her some too. Koko gave Natsume a knowing look and walked off to look for Hotaru and see if he can get his pictures back too. Natsume nodded and went towards Mikan, who was, once again, looking for those yummy double-chocolate cakes.
"So... I have a question for you." Natsume said. Mikan looked up.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Do you love me?" Mikan stiffened.
"...Why...?" Natsume shrugged.
"I... just wanted to know..." Mikan fidgeted then looked at Natsume straight in the eye.
"...Yes. I do." Natsume smirked. 'MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.' he thought.
Back At Natsume's House
"Aw man..." Koko banged his head on the table. Who wouldn't after they lost their shiny new electric blue lamborghini? "My ...SHINY NEW ELECTRIC BLUE LAMBORGHINI! UWAHHHH!" Koko started sobbing over his loss.
"Don't fret over something like that! I mean, you still get the glory of seeing a broken-hearted girl!" Ruka cheered and patted Koko on the back. Koko jolted up with a huge grin on his face, tears all magically disappeared.
"You're right! Thanks for reminding me man!" Koko gave Ruka a high-five.
"...Koko, you're such an evil snowman..." Tomo remarked from his place on the couch. Natsume entered, holding a present in his hand.
"Natsume! About time you got here! I parked my car in the front." Koko informed him.
"Don't you mean my car?" Natsume corrected, smirking.
"Yea, yea, whatever... hey! Who's that present from?" Koko asked.
"This? It's from Mikan. You want it?" Natsume tossed the present onto Koko's lap.
"YAY! PRESENTS!" Koko ripped open the wrapping paper and box. "Ack! What's this!" he brought out a black scarf with red and brown polka-dots on it. "Oh well, I needed a table cloth anyway..." He muttered the last part.
"I think you should respect the present more... she spent a whole week making that..." Tomo advised. 'Koko really is an evil snowman... the evil snowman of Christmas...'
"Does it matter? Natsume's going to break up with her the next time he sees her anyways... right Natsume?" Natsume tensed at the question.
"Um... I'm going to wait after finals..." he softly replied. Ruka raised an eyebrow.
"But that's like... two weeks from now! Don't tell me... you fell for her." Koko widened his eyes in horror at the idea.
"N-no! Of course not! I..." Natsume stuttered. 'Oh crap! I gotta think of something! Fast!' "I...just don't want her to fail her finals because of me!" Natsume quickly grabbed a magazine to "read" to hide his growing blush.
"Sure, sure." Ruka got up and stretched his legs. "Well, I need to go! See you at school tomorrow!" and he left, towing Tomo with him. He promised Mikan to take him back, AKA Hotaru blackmailed him into making sure Tomo doesn't go over the 11:00 curfew. Natsume nodded and lazily waved his hand bye from behind the magazine.
"Well, now it's just you and me, bro, you and me..." Koko smiled his smile as the bell the bell rang. "I'll go get that!" and went to open the door. He returned with Aoi behind him. Aoi just lumbered upstairs and, whispering a sleepy "G'night," shut her door close. Koko sat back down on the couch. "Now... where was I? Right! It's just you and me, you and me..." Natsume set down the magazine that he was "reading" and slowly shook his head. Standing up, he grabbed Koko and threw him out the door.
"Nope, just me." and slammed the door close with a smirk.
To Be Cont...
...and my turtle and my wallet and all the money inside and my bunny wunny and my scooter and my baby blankie and my presents underneath the christmas tree and my... (trails off) oh, HI! So, how was the story? Hope you liked it :D R&R
