Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated mostly for it being Halloween. I thought it would be a nice chapter. And you know what I just noticed? Well, I forgot to put a disclaimer in chapter 8 & 9, so here it is:

Disclaimer: By all means, I do not own Gakuen Alice and never will--even if I threatened to jump off a building and kill myself.

"Answer me!" Natsume shouted and punched the spot right beside of Mikan's head, hitting the tree. "Why..." he paused. "Why do you have to keep hurting me like this?"

Mikan stared at him full of hate and sorrow, and did nothing but start walking away again.

She stopped. "Because," she said, "...I hate you Hyuuga." and continued her way to her dorm, leaving Natsume there alone, and he just stood there as if he had no life.

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Chapter 10: Halloween.

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Loud dance music could be heard from the large bar-like room now filled with people in costumes. It had been about a week since Natsume had that "talk" with Mikan. Since then, Natsume cut classes and obviously avoided Mikan whenever he saw her. But she didn't care.

It was now around six in the evening on the thirty-first of October. Where? The Halloween Dance.

Standing by the entrance doors was no other than Sakura Mikan herself. She wore a leather black sleeveless top whose hem ended right above her navel, and a leather black mini skirt that was about a few inches above her knee. Almost like a micro mini skirt. Fishnet stockings were on her legs and long, black boots with a thin heel. She was also wearing small horns on her head and large silver hoop earrings. To top it all off was a small layer of eyeliner which made her look just perfect and well... Slightly evil and just enough red lipstick to make her lips ever-so-tempting to kiss.

As usual, guys were staring at her, but more than usual today. It can't be helped now can it? She looked hotter than hot.

Being used to that seeing that it happens all the time, she ignored them and walked straight to the counter with Akira and Ayu.

Ayu was dressed as an angel. Her outfit was exactly the same as Mikan's, except hers was white instead of black, had no fishnet stockings on, but she didn't like the thing that was supposedly supposed to be her halo so she tossed it in the garbage. And she had a small pair of white wings. Akira, thinking it was a waste of time to dress up, just wore his usual polo shirt with the top two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his hard chest muscles a bit and black jeans with his black trench coat. He was just relieved that he got to wear what he usually wore before he came to the academy for once.

The gorgeous-looking brunette sat down and immediately ordered a martini. Akira was staring at Mikan, gazing at her from head to toe over and over again. His face began to have shades of red on it, seeing as how much of Mikan's body was showing, not to mention her curves were shaped perfectly and stood out because of her outfit.

"Hm? What are you gawking at Akira-kun?" The devilish Mikan asked with curiosity.

She received no reply. Apparently, he was off in lala land, thinking certain thoughts about Mikan. What a tainted mind he has.

She waved her hand in his face. "Akira?"

"Ah? Ohhh." He sweat dropped. Damn. Why does she have to wear that as her costume? I mean, you could practically see her ass if she bent down! I bet those stupid fan boys of hers are going to keep gawking at her all night long, he thought. "Oh, nothing. You look really nice tonight, Mikan."

"Eeeeeh!?" A shocked Ayu exclaimed. "What?! Are you blind?" She said spontaneously as she popped up behind Mikan from who knows where. "Look at her! She's practically the definition of hot!"

"Hn," was his only reply, although in the inside, he was thinking I already know that you dimwit.

Meanwhile, a pair of bloody crimson eyes were glued onto her. You all know who it is. He wore a black tuxedo-looking suit: it was all ruffled and messy. In addition, he had a black mask (only around eyes, not his whole face) so that his fan girls wouldn't start swarming around him again. He licked his lips. He wanted her. Badly. But because of his pride he couldn't apologize for his stupidity.

"People in their right minds don't take pride in what they do and how they do it," Hotaru said to herself, watching Natsume not so far away. She sipped on her glass of mojito. The amethyst-eyed girl chuckled. "Who am I to talk. Look at me," she said to no one in particular. "Criticizing Hyuuga when I should criticize myself. I guess I'm not one of those people in their right minds..." Her voice trailed off quietly, "...but I should be in my right mind if I ever want to at least talk to Mikan decently ever again."

Mikan practically slammed her glass down on the counter, finished with her second glass of martini. She was about to order another one, when a mysterious man approached her.

"May I have this dance?" The guy asked. Akira looked at the him and observed his features, trying his best not to send a death glare to the guy.

Mikan's POV

Eh? I thought. He wants a dance, from moi (me)? Hm... He looks quite nice... Sexy, I must say... I was already a little drunk. So I said, "Sure, why not," and held my hand out for him. He took it and we made our way to the dance floor. Haha, Akira-kun looks so hot... But when he's mad it makes him look all the better...

Natsume's POV

Am I imagining or did she just say she would dance with me? I guess she didn't notice who I was yet. She looks so hot... I wish I could claim her as mine... I don't wanna share her with anyone else, I want her all to me. (A/N: Selfish, aren't we Natsume?) Shit. Control yourself Hyuuga, don't let your hormones get the best of you... Sure I'd like to tap that ass and all but... What the hell am I thinking?? Uh-oh. She's looking at me weirdly. I laughed nervously. Good thing she ignored it. She is gorgeous, though... Too perfect for words to describe...

Normal POV

The two reached the dance floor and a new song started playing. It took them a few minutes, but they got the beat of the music and danced along with it. Both of the figures danced gracefully, making their way to the center of the dance floor without even noticing it. Nothing else was on Natsume's mind except the thought of admiring how beautiful Mikan was, and how good she was at everything she did. Mikan on the other hand, ignored everything around her and even forgot that she was just dancing with this mysterious heart throb.

The music stopped and Mikan immediately opened her eyes, hearing an applaud from the crowd. "Eheh, I guess I forgot that I was dancing again, huh," Mikan thought to herself. Natsume, wanting the moment to last forever thought, What? Don't tell me it's over already, and frowned.

"Thanks for the dance,"Mikan said and kissed the guy's cheek and ran off back to her friends.

Natsume turned red and walked back to his seat as well.

Hotaru, who was watching the two as well, smiled at the little scene. I can't believe how many people can't tell that he's Natsume. I thought it was quite obvious, the girl thought amusingly.

"Ja, Mikan-chan. I'm leaving. This place is putting me to sleep," Akira said as the brunette approached him and Ayu. The truth was, Akira just left because he might end up killing everyone that dared to even just look at his Mikan

"What? You're not staying to drink with me?" Mikan asked. "I guess it can't be helped. See you tomorrow then!" She smiled, motioning for the bar tender to come over to get her order. "Give me some vodka." She ordered. Yeah yeah, I know, they're underage to be drinking but hey, they're teenagers. And teenagers tend to be rebellious. Right guys? "Mikan-chan, I'm gonna go and try flirting with that guy over there." Ayu pointed at some high schooler. "He looks cute. Heehee," she laughed in a cute voice, obviously intoxicated. Not that much that she would sleep with the guy though! "Remember to be a good girl Ayu," Mikan winked at her and continued, "Afterall, you are dressed as an angel."

Mikan drank her third glass of vodka in a single gulp. (A/N: You guys know that they serve vodka in those tiny glasses because it's a strong alcoholic beverage and any NORMAL person wouldn't drink a glass in just a gulp or two, right?)

"Nnnn..." She wailed and rested her head on her hand. Drinking all those glasses of vodka made her more intoxicated, of course. She placed her hand onto her head, feeling a short pain of a headache of some sort from drinking that much alcohol. She was making her way out of the blasted place, loud music thumping still, even though it was already late at night.

Natsume, annoyed of being asked by a couple of girls to dance with him was having a hard time keeping his eyes on Mikan. He turned and looked at the counter, thinking that she would still be there, but to his surprise, she wasn't. He started to panic a bit. Great. Just great. Where'd that little girl go now??

As the drunk brunette was about to exit the place, a few guys went in front of her and blocked her way.

"Hey there, miss," one said, flashing a smile and trying to look cool.

"Get out of my way." Was her only reply.

"Aww, don't be like that, miss," the other guy said. "We just wanna have some fun." He put his arm around Mikan's shoulder.

"What the hell do these bastards want??" She thought. Being the drunk person that she was, she was running out of patience and was about to kick him directly on his pretty little face.

"Let go of her." Someone said.

They all turned to see who it was.

Heeey, it's that sexy mask guy, Mikan thought and smiled smugly.

"So she's with you?" A guy asked nervously, seeing how threatening the guy looked. "Uhm , okay, so, we'll be going now! Bye!" He said and ran off with his companions.

"You alright?" He asked Mikan. She nodded.

Finally outside, Mikan began jumping around a bit, and turned to the "yummy" guy. "Come with meh," she said and motioned for him to follow. He followed anyways.

The two were secluded in a pathway. It was the pathway to the dorms, maybe? Cherry blossom trees were alongside the pathway; the falling petals made it all the more mesmerizing.

Instead of going straight though, she made a turn, going deeper into the direction of where the cherry blossom trees were. Certain that no one else was to see them, Mikan leaned against a tree.

"You know what?" She said to the guy.

"Hm?"

"Come here," she whined impatiently.

He came close enough that she tiptoed and whispered into his ear seductively, "I think you're sexy," and smiled.

"Oh really?" he said sarcastically. "I think I'm more like hotter than hot." He jerked a smile.

"Conceited."

Note that their position is that Mikan is leaned against a tree and Natsume is right on top of her.

"Whate-" he was about to mutter, finding his lips locked with that of the girl's.

She placed her hand behind his neck and the other on his back. He, in response, wrapped his arms gently around her waist as they indulged deeper into the kiss.

From what started as a soft, gentle kiss turned into a fierce tongue battle and passionate kissing, seeing who was the better kisser between them. She broke from the kiss, breathing heavily for air. He lunged at her to continue, but she placed her index and middle fingers on his lips and smiled again. "Maybe next time," she said and left, leaving a speechless Natsume there, with lipstick marks on his lips and spots near it.

Then it dawned him, she still didn't know that it was him!

But... He thought, Maybe it would be better off this way...

He grunted, remembering that she bent over right in front of him, letting him see complete view of not only her underwear but her ass as well.

"So it's a lacy, black underwear now, huh?" He smiled a little and sat at the sakura tree for a little while longer, enjoying the moment while he could.

Author's Note 1: So, how was it?? Did you like it? I liked this chapter that I wrote. Review please! "Constructive criticism" (flames) are welcome, I guess. Comments, questions, suggestion, etc., feel free to PM or ask me. Oh, and sorry for any grammatical and/or spelling errors. Ja!

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-Aimee