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I bet you are curious on who is the fake Mikan, and you each have your own bets on which this is... So in this chapter, you will get the answer to all those questions...
Chapter 10- Insult
"Who the hell is she?" Mikan mouthed aloud.
The people were looking from Mikan to the fake Tangerines and to Mikan again, confused.
Just who is who here?
The physical features were exactly alike, brown hair, chocolate orbs, blemish-free face, 36-24-36 body statistics, though, as of now, Mikan's body is freely shown to the public right now since her clothes were being ripped apart, except for her undergarments of course, from the kunai that are haphazardly flying around.
It is a good thing that Natsume gave his clothes to her, or else, they would be drowned by blood and saliva from her crazy fan boys with nosebleeds and those who were drooling.
Natsume suddenly hit her head.
"Shut up, baka! Whoever that is, just be thankful for she is covering for you!" he hissed silently at her.
Mikan pondered on his words and he was quite right, but she's curious on who that faker is.
Maybe it is Hotaru...
She thought hopefully as she scanned the surroundings from people chattering loudly on who is the real one.
However, to her dismay, Hotaru is just there beside the stage, monotonous as usual, the only one who didn't overreact on the situation.
Grabbing the opportunity, she used her talent that won her in various Oscar Awards.
"Now people! I am not Tangerines as what you have said, or thought. I'm just a normal citizen trying to find some new friends in this school," she said tearfully, and now tears were falling in her eyes.
"I just wanted- sob- to know- sob- who are- sob- my real friends-sob- even with-sob- an ugly disguise-sob- that I have- sob..." she said weakly to all of them. The crowd fell silent; including the fake Tangerine who seems to be scolding some people on how dare they mistake a lowly girl (Mikan) to be her (Tangerines).
Mikan kept on wiping her flowing tears while keeping the effort of covering her body with Natsume's clothes.
She cleared her throat and spoke in a shaky voice.
"My classmates befriend me in my previous school because of the physical features that I have... However, because of that, I cannot determine who my real friends...are That's why here, I disguised as an ugly fat nerd to find the people who would befriend me, even with the ugly appearance that I have..." she said and turned her back ran away from the crowd.
Natsume followed suit without anyone noticing.
Everyone in the crowd fell silent and felt sorry for her.
"Who wants my autograph?" the fake Tangerines said flirtily to all of them, breaking the serious atmosphere and most boys had heart-shaped eyes...
"ME!"
"No! I was first!"
"Shut up you two, it's me who's first!"
"No, it's me"
"It's me!"
"Me!"
"Why you!" -Punch-
"Hey! Why did you do that?" -punches another person whom he thought punched him.
"What the? -" -punched at the wrong person again-
And a riot has begun.
The fake Tangerines smirked and left without being noticed, leaving the crazy fan boys behind.
Mikan was on her locker grabbing some clothes laughing like maniac.
She cannot believe that her God-given talents would come in handy in the most useful way.
She just hit two birds at the same time. It is...
1. To fool everyone that she is not Tangerines. And
2. To tell everyone her real reason of coming here.
Her acting a while ago wasn't purely a lie.
She opened her locker with stifled laughs, and got a spare uniform.
"Nice drama, Mikan" Hotaru suddenly appeared.
"Hotaru! Arigatou! But who was that impostor?" she asked.
Just as she asked, the fake Tangerines approached them. The way she walks is exactly the same replica of hers.
"There she is!" Mikan exclaimed.
"Hotaru-sama!" the fake Tangerines said cheerfully, "was my acting ok?"
"What the-? Who the hell is she?" Mikan asked Hotaru and rudely pointed a finger at the fake Tangerines.
"That's Amanatsu, a product of mine." Hotaru said airily.
"Hajimemashite, Amanatsu desu." Amanatsu introduced herself to Mikan.
Mikan was about to reply but Amanatsu never gave her the chance to talk.
"I see you're Mikan. Can I call you Mikan-sama? You are Hotaru-sama's best friend, right? I see that I was really made after you after all. We exactly look alike! Hotaru-sama really is a genius isn't she. Ne?" she blabbered.
Wow, this robot is talkative, never runs down with something to say.
"Can you program her to be less talkative, Hotaru?"
"Speak to yourself; I programmed her to be exactly like you. So the right way of saying it, you should stop talking much." Hotaru said stoically.
Mikan pondered on her thoughts and she was quite right, she decided that she should talk less, now that she discovered, just how annoying it was.
"Anyway, we'll get back to my lab before anyone sees her, or else it would be a total wreck. Ja ne, Mikan." Hotaru said. "Come" she added to Amanatsu.
"Ja ne, Mikan-sama." she cheerfully said and waved sweetly at her.
"That was pretty awesome, steel bra and panties," Natsume said while approaching.
"Whatever! At least they helped me in the attempt of that kunai into a naked me..." she said as she stripped off the clothe that Natsume lent her.
Natsume's blood started to warm up, he could feel himself blushing. Yet he managed to control it. A beautiful goddess in her undergarments is right in front of him.
"Oi, are you trying to seduce me?" he asked.
"Flatter yourself, Natsume. As if, you haven't seen a naked one. Rumors said you brought many demented ladies in your bed." she retorted as she wore the spare uniform.
"What the-? I didn't bring anyone to bed! Those are just fool rumors. With a pea-brain like you, of course you would believe in such nonsense rumors," he said defensively.
"Why you!" she shrieked as she grabbed the left ear of Natsume and twisted it.
"Ouch! Let go of my ear!" he gasped from the pain. The most sensitive part of his body, aside from his, is his ears.
"So are you trying to say that you're still a V? Untouched? Hahahaha!" she said while laughing, trying to get back.
This time, Natsume cannot hide away the blush that came out of his cheeks, a blush of embarrassment.
Seeing a silent and red-faced Natsume, she laughed even more.
Silence means yes.
"I'm not like you who have been touched by numerous guys..." Natsume said absent-mindedly, he said it without thinking. He said with the intention of getting back. However, for Mikan, it hurt and stabbed her heart with a thousand daggers.
This is the worst insult that she ever received in her lifetime.
Without second thoughts, she slapped Natsume. Hard. And ran away featly.
Nevertheless, Natsume could see the tears that fell from her eyes when she turned her back on him.
Now, his heart stung much more than the cheek that Mikan slapped.
"What have I done?"
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