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CHAPTER 9

His Name

-O-

Aww shit. I can't help cussing in my head since I missed hitting the ball. I just embarrassed myself… again.

Why the hell is this game so hard to play? And why did they make me the number 3! I just wish that whoever invented polo is dead or I'm going to haunt and kill him again. Oh dear… here's the freakin' ball again! I swung my mallet to hit it and I did! I did it! I did! I did it! Hoooraaayyy!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!" the crowd screamed.

I paused my celebration with Dora (the explorer) to see what the screaming was about. Geez. A horse's getting wild and it's already attacking some of the audiences.

"What happened?" I asked curiously to senpai who just halted his pony beside me.

He chuckled. "You just hit three balls in a row!" then he laughed this time.

"What? Me?" I asked again, trying to point my finger on my chest even if I'm still holding the whip. Hit three balls in a row? Low gets. I really don't understand what he just said.

"You hit the ball right?" He started, I nodded and grinned proudly. "That ball you just scored also hit that horse's ball. That's what I mean." And then he went off, laughing. I went pale as I realize that I just made another ruckus. Darn.

I was about to adjust my pony when the other team's number three rode passed me with an insulting smirk. I can't actually recognize him because of the helmet and goggles that he's wearing. Ignoring him, I just rolled my eyes annoyingly.

"Dummy." He said.

That voice—aaaaaaaaah! That bastard!

Ouch! Darn, my head hurts again!

"Don't you worry! Next time I'll make the ball hit yours!" I shouted at him.

He flinched.

Me, too.

A scene just played on my head like a whiplash: Me… and a guy. It was so fast. I pushed myself from him and then I hit him on his uhm with my knees and he crouched and swore words… then I can hear the loud noise of the cheering people again.

Don't ask about what 'uhm' is, youngsters! It's censored!

"Hey captain…" I heard a deep feminine voice behind me. I completely ignored the annoying guy and turned to face the girl. It was Konan. She was introduced to me a while ago. She's that pretty amber-eyed girl from last night. "Let's swap." She said in a monotonic manner.

"I'm sorry, I'm so uncoordinated and all…" I told her with my head down.

"Don't be offended. I'm doing this to save the audience." She grinned. Owwkkaaayyy… she just said that I should not be offended but there goes the sarcastic-hero to save the game! "Yeah, I'm trying to be a hero…" she said, creepily this time as she turned her pony to go. Did I just say my thoughts out loud? "I'm trying to save you too from the humiliation. C'mon, let's swap shirts. I'll wait behind the ponies' stall."

I followed her there and did just what we've planned.

"We can still win the game. Now listen," she started, mounting on her horse. "You're now number four, so you're in-charge with the defense. I want you to prevent the other team from scoring."

"Would you like to suggest how can I accomplish that?"

"You can steal the ball or simply hook while the player is taking a swing at the ball. You can block the swing by using your mallet to hook the mallet of the player swinging at the ball. You may hook only if is you're on the side where the swing is being made or directly in front or behind an opponent. Hook safely."

She just said 'hook safely' as if I'm a hooker that I cringe at the thought. Ew. She smiled at me again as if she heard my thoughts. Really… this girl's starting to scare me out. "I don't mean to be rude but… can you read my thoughts?" I finally asked her. Well I just can't let her enjoy eavesdropping on my head without me knowing.

"I can hear them because you're thinking of them loudly." She said.

"Is that your alice?"

"Yeah, just one of them." She answered. I failed to mount on my pony because of it. One of it? "Don't be surprised. I know you're a multiple alice-bearer too. It's not my major alice though, so your thoughts will be safe most of the time." She leaned slightly to help me get on my saddle. "And besides, I'm not fond of mind-reading, there's no thrill at all. I like getting into someone's sealed memory more." She said. But her last sentence sounded more like a creepy whisper. Sealed memory. I feel like I'm having a heart attack again.

I'm finally seated on my horse while hers was already trotting. "You want an easier strategy, Yukihara?" she suddenly asked. And even if I didn't nod she continued, "Stay close to the opponent's captain, the number three." Then she rode towards the field.

"And then what?" I yelled, riding just behind her. She can't just make me play again with damn questions running in my head.

"Call him by his name." she said and the umpire blew his whistle, signaling us to start the game. Konan nodded at me and then pointed her chin towards the number three guy.

Sheesh. I forgot that it's the rude, annoying guy again. He was a good horse rider that I'm having a really bad time trying to steal the ball at its line. Darn, he even bumped me to my side that if I didn't balance myself, I could've fell. I followed him with a glare.

"You okay, Mikan?" I heard sempai but I was not able to face him because I was following that guy who just halted and turned to face me, silently mouthing… my name, with a confused face.

"She's okay!" Konan's voice popped up while she made her horse trot between Kaname and me. A smirk made its way into her face when she saw the guy just meters in front of me. "Again, call him by his name!" she instructed, then turned midway, "Mind if you make it sound lovely and touchy? We'll definitely win with that!"

I wasn't even able to react to Kaname because the game heated up again. I was able to hook the guy's mallet when he swung it high and Konan took advantage by stealing the right of way and finally took control of the line of the ball until she made a score.

Our team is almost having the point advantage but the other team's captain seems to be ticked on and started playing on his own and finally caught up on our score.

"Yukihara!" Konan called again. "His name!"

His name?

I know she told me to call him by his name but… for what? I don't even know what the hell his name is!

"Kyaaaaaaaaa! Natsume-sama! Go! Go! Go!" the cheerers shouted just when I went pass them. Are they trying to piss me off?

Wait.

Na—

Natsu—me?

"Natsume!"… "Ne, Natsume…"… "Natsume…"… "NATSUME DON'T!"… "I love you too… I love you so much, Natsume…"… "Find me… Natsume… make me remember…"

"FOCUS MIKAN!" Konan yelled at me. I noticed that the number two from the other team that I'm supposed to guard was able to steal the ball from my teammate. I snapped back from my thoughts but I'm still so lost. I can't even blink normally and my heart beats faster than my running pony.

This is insane! Why am I having these thoughts? I'm sure this is the first time that I heard his… name but… why does it seem that… I've heard it before… like I've mentioned it, said it with my own mouth… with my own voice?

"Yukihara!" a guy from my team called and directed the ball to me. I secured its line as much as I can but then someone just bumped me on my right shoulder. I turned just to find Nat—

"Natsume…" I mumbled out of confusion. But I was taken aback by my own voice.

His eyes widened as if he heard something unbelievable. I can see them behind the dark goggles and I know he's as bewildered as I am now. We were trapped in our gazes even while riding. This is crazy. I can't hear anything, I can't see anything, I can't think of anything.

"You—" he started, breathing hard.

"Defense here!" my teammate shouted. As much as I wanted to know what's going on with me and what's wrong with him, I have to distract myself and go for the defense.

"Wait—" he called out. I felt like jumping but I played deaf. I don't want to hear anything by now. I bumped the opposing guy so my teammate can go for the score. And we did it! We won! I jumped off from my horse to join my team but—

"Wha—let me go! It hurts!" I hissed at him. He was holding my arms, no, gripping it hard. If he's not doing this, I can even consider drooling because he's so… darn handsome.

But no—NO HANDSOME-HANDSOME. He's hurting me. O—ouch! Darn this guy! I'll tell dad about this and his ghost will scare him to death tonight! I swear—ouch!

"I'll ask you again, who are you?" His gaze is boring into my soul as if drilling my head so he can get the answers he badly wants.

"I'm Mikan Sakura and it's not nice meeting you!" I told him, putting on so much effort not to spit on his face because I'm superrrr annoyed at him right now, add to it that his hand tightened its grip.

"What are you? A witch? You're the one giving me those headaches and weird visions, aren't you? And you own that freaking voice which creeps the hell out of me!" He said, or should I say accused.

My mouth automatically dropped. I can't believe this. "Look mister…" I blinked. Shit. I want to sound rough at him but I forgot his name. "Oh yes, mister… red-eyed bastard." I flinched at that… that name I called him. The hell! Why do I feel suddenly weird with everything about him! "I'm the one here with the headache, the disoriented thoughts, I'm the one who's hearing freaking voices and having weird visions SINCE I met you last night! So don't you accuse me of being a witch, you bastard!"

I pulled my arm out of his grasp but then I felt my heart… stopped. Was it because I just cussed, or was it because I called him… bastard? Or… was it because he just said that he's also having weird visions, headaches, and hear voices?

"What!" he asked incredulously.

"What-what your face!" I snapped at him, blowing breathes on my almost-bruised arm. "I don't even know you before here, why would I be interested with you! And then my alices can't even harm a worm, leave alone a big freaking cat like you!"

"You can't inflict pain?" He asked again, sounding so confused.

"No. I'm a nullifier so leave me alone and stop bothering me in my thoughts! It's not funny!" And I mean everything I told him. He was still frozen on his feet, looking intently at me. He looks like he's about to say something but instead, he turned his back on me. So he's not gonna apologize again? How arrogant! "Hey!" I called out on him. Wait. Why did I—

"Now stop bothering me also. You're annoying." And he rolled his eyes on me. What the— I mean, what a waste of face! He rolls his eyes like a gay, for God's sake! And I'm what! Annoying! He's the annoying one, he accused me of being a witch and now… I'm annoying!

"BASSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTAAARRRD!" I shouted at him even if he didn't bother to face me again. He just walked away leaving me so irritated at him.

"Better be friendly with him, Mikan-chan…" Kaname just appeared from nowhere. Or maybe I just didn't notice him because of that bastard.

I glared at him even if I don't mean to. "And why should I do that?"

"Because…" he paused and glanced at the leaving figure in front of us, "You will be living with him from now on—"

I know I should've let him finish, but 'living with him'! "Senpai have you lost your mind? Why would I live with that guy? How sure are you that I'm sane enough not to destroy the house and kill him?"

"Whoa Mikan… Relax!" he chuckled. I gave him the It's-not-funny look, rolling my eyes. "Lady Kora invited us to stay in the villa for the whole duration of our visit. She even called your mom, and I just agreed because it was a shame that you were not around anymore last night."

That's right. He said that he's one of the hosts of the party so that means he's living here. "Sempai pleaseeeeee…" I pleaded. I don't want to stay near that guy! He's creepy!

"I can't do anything about that anymore. Besides, our stuffs are already here." Then he started walking. "I go ahead now, see ya at dinner…"

Oh nooooooooooooooooooo… "Sempai!" I ran after him. "Please… I don't want it here!"

"Mikan…" he sighed then took my hands.

Crazy. Of course I blushed.

"Find the good things and enjoy it, okay? Thinking about the things you dislike will only hinder you from smiling." Then he looked at me. "You know that I always want to see you smiling."

I'm touched… …

"Ok." I smiled shyly. "I'll only look at things that will make me smile… for sempai…"

"That's our girl!" he said, tapping my head again like a kid.

"Hey I'm not a girl anymore!" I whined, thwacking him lightly on his arm. Then he faced me and pinched my nose. "I was almost convinced that you're a lady last night but…"

"But what?"

"I just saw you quarreling with Hyuuga." He said.

"Hyuuga? That guy?" I pointed at nothing since he's not there anymore. Sempai nodded. So that's his family name—Natsume Hyuug—

"Death glares can't kill me, Mrs. Hyuuga…"… "Yes, this is Mikan Hyuuga, from…"

Mikan Hyuuga?

Me?

Wait. I can't be. I mean… I'm Mikan Sakura—Mikan Yukihara. What's going o—

Ouch! My… my abdomen… and my head!

I can't breathe.

"Mikan…?"

"Se… sempa… pai.." I struggled, clasping a hand on my hurting abdomen.

"Hang in there…" he told me. I can feel my knees weakening and my body seems numb. It's as if I fell but I didn't feel the ground, only warm arms. Everything's blurred now. I can hear so many voices but I can't make anything sensible out of them.

Slowly… my eyes felt heavy… and everything became… dark.

Dark… hair…

…

…

"Promise me… that you'll remember no matter what. I'm gonna find you, I'll get you back…"

-o-

"When we judge or criticize another person, it says nothing about that person; it merely says something about our own need to be critical."

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June 25, 2012

P.S.:

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