Longest chapter ever! Yay! Oh and by the way, chapters from now on are going to be mistake free, thanks to my new beta-reader, Lieutenant Sarcasm! Thank you so much!
After the initial shock of finding that the whole class had been eavesdropping on them, the realization of what Ruka had said sunk in. A bright smile spread across her face. "That's great!" She said, and soon it was her turn to hug the other two excessively tightly.
Mikan used to smile like that for everyone. Sigh.
After three days of practically stalking Mikan looking for secrets to blackmail/manipulate her or Ruka with, he had found NOTHING. And that whole healing alice fiasco . . . ugh. It was just a matter of time before Mikan got too attached to Jimmy and Ruka to ever let them go.
Natsume rubbed his temples and sighed again. Straining his ears, he continued listening on to their conversation.
"So how 'bout to celebrate, we go eat out tomorrow, just the three of us? My treat!" Ruka suggested.
"Sound great!" Mikan gave Ruka a quick peck on the cheek, and went back to her desk.
"Just the three of us?" I don't think so . . .
Mikan saw his smirk.
What is he hiding? She thought, glaring at Natsume in an uncharacteristic manner. Natsume gazed back.
"Um... guys? Class is starting soon." Jimmy had interrupted their glaring contest. "Shouldn't you be getting back to your desk, Mikan?"
She sighed (or was it snorted?) though her nose. "Fine." Still glaring at Natsume, she sat down in her seat, getting ready for class.
o.O.o
After class had ended, Natsume went back to his usual for the past few days; hiding in bushes and spying on Mikan. Right now she was standing in line for The Center In The Square, the same place Mikan and Ruka ate at around Halloween. (Apparently he liked eating out to celebrate things.) It wasn't formal or anything, more of a family restaurant where people could make overly loud toasts and sudden greetings to people across the room by standing up and shouting their names from across room . . . and where hoodies were drawn tight to your head so no one could see your face. He could see them now, laughing at some unheard joke, and then walking inside.
Here goes nothing.
Throwing up his black hoodie, he tailed them inside.
While standing in line waiting to be seated, the happy trio talked and laughed and joked, unaware that they were being watched by a creepy guy in an unrecognizable hoodie.
"So, New Years' is coming up." Ruka stated as he stretched his arms casually above his head. "With new years there are new extracurricular activities. What do you think you wanna do?"
After a few seconds of thinking, Mikan answered. "I think I want to join the drama club. It's perfect! All three of us could join; we'd have so much fun! Who knows, we could get some good parts." While Jimmy seemed pleased with the idea, Ruka was, to say the least, scared. The last time he was in a play, he had to play Snow White, and experienced some traumatizing things while having to do it. All that, while wearing a dress.
Suffice to say, he wasn't quite up for it.
"Oh, come on Ruka pleeeeaaaasseeeee?" Mikan gave him her best Bambi eyes. They worked. Ruka sighed and in a slightly defeated tone, he said "Fine, you win. You're paying for my therapy sessions if I get emotionally scarred for life again, though."
Soon after they had finished laughing, they were notified that seats had opened up for them. Mikan and Ruka recognized the waiter, who had the ever present look on his face that showed he dearly wanted to be somewhere other than here.
Hey, what do you know, it's Boring again.
Natsume considered what he heard them say. He could organize a classic Juliet/Romeo rift between the happy trio, get some members of Force to befriend Mikan, others to go for Ruka and Jimmy. Then he have them split the three apart, through a "feud" that would soon become apparent between the couple's 'friends'. If they refused to break up, Mikan, Jimmy, and Ruka would be objected to shunning from everyone in the group. A few white lies/ ugly rumours would soon get the rest of the school to turn against them as well, branding them all traitors.
To split apart or commit social suicide. That is the question.
Of course while this was all happening, Mikan would want a shoulder to cry on, wouldn't she? Someone who understood her situation, who cared for her, though he hit a rough patch with her, was willing to start over. Natsume grinned as he capped the marker he used to sign up for drama club. Above his name were Mikan's, Jimmy's Ruka's, and various members of Force, particularly many of the boys. Natsume didn't care for Force, they were merely his pawns, and he was the king.
Whether it be manipulation or otherwise, he was going to get his queen.
Best idea ever.
o.O.o
Worst. Idea. Ever.
Natsume sat uncomfortably in his costume, scowling prominently. The drama club was doing the play, The Tempest described by the director as "A tale of magic, deception and love written into gold laden pages by Shakespeare." To his left, Mikan was given the role of Miranda, the daughter of Duke Prospero. Shipwrecked on an island as a baby, she grew up with her father as the only man in her life. Mikan was chatting to several girls and seemed to really hit it off with them. However she avoided those she knew; she wasn't about to forget how they treated her in class.
Eventually, the son of King Alonso of Naples would come along and sweep her off her feet, taking her to Naples marrying her, and blah blah blah, by the end of the movie. Lucky Ruka, on his right, was given this part; it was already quite public that Ruka and Mikan were together, and this news was only expected.
Behind him was Jimmy, who would play Ariel, and air spirit that would be set free by Prospero from his imprisonment in a pine tree, where he was put by the island's former ruler Sycorax, who would only appear in a flash back, as Sycorax died before the present timeline. Sycorax and Ariel would be played by Sumire and Jimmy respectively. Upon hearing their roles, Sumire was indignant she was given such a small part, and Jimmy promptly fainted at getting such a big part.
And sitting in the middle, still scowling, was Natsume, dressed in as Caliban. The ugly, deformed, and slightly evil son of Sycorax, who was doomed to eventually be deserted by everyone as they sailed off to Naples. Left to rule his kingdom but with nothing to rule.
Worst. Idea. Ever.
Yep, the last chapter was mostly in Natsume's perspective! I'm evil, aren't I?