My face was flushed as I rushed through the crowd, pushing past people, my mind set on finding one person.
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Where is he?
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"Ah, Mikan!"
I stopped running to be introduced to Aoi, looking relieved as she jogged up to me, her face sweating.
"Where were you? You just rushed off without me".
"I", I wanted to tell her about what Natsume had done, suddenly switching our positions to embarrass me in front of everyone. But the words never came out and I just stood there, dumbly staring at her.
Aoi looked at me, confusion stirring in her eyes as she wiped my forehead with a cloth, "I think you need to rest, Mikan" said Aoi, in a gentle voice like a mother might do to a child, "this competition has stressed you too much".
I looked thankfully at her, she seems to understand, but why doesn't her brother.
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He said that I inspire him,
I looked back at the timetable getting scrunched up in my hands.
Doesn't look like it.
She followed my gaze to the timetable in my hands.
"Is something wrong Mikan?" She asked, concern lacing her voice, "is something wrong with the timetable?"
I felt my palms sweat as I tightened my hold on the paper, "Aoi, can I ask you something?" I asked, my voice trembling in the process.
I observed her reaction, she looked like she was expecting the worst.
"Yeah sure" she replied, trying her best to sound cheerful, "ask away".
"Is there a mistake in the lineup for today?"
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Aoi gaped at me before sighing, her tense shoulders relaxing, "I thought something happened Mikan! Don't scare me like that", she playfully punched me on the shoulder before starting to speak again, "Natsume was the one who arranged the event, so you'll know if you ask him".
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But I don't want to talk to him.
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"In fact, there he is now!" She shouted as she pointed to the man that I wanted to see the least, "you can ask him now Mikan".
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No!
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I felt myself clamming up as he came near us, heat radiating from is body as he loomed over me.
"Aoi", I missed that deep voice of his, "go get prepared".
He glanced at me as he pushed his sister away from us, she opened her mouth to speak as if opposing his actions but he shut her up and pushed her away.
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"Now it's just the two of us".
I shivered as he said this.
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Get away from me.
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An air of silence covered us, refusing to leave. I didn't dare to look at him, those eyes…
Why is he here?
"Mikan", I felt him wrap an arm around my shoulder as he pulled me closer, using his free hand to hold the bridge of his nose as if he was pondering over something. "You've been avoiding me all morning".
I snapped my head up and glared at him, he did the same, we locked eyes for a minute – neither of us speaking, just lost in each other.
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"You've been avoiding me all morning"
His words replayed in my head.
So, I'm the one avoiding you?
I grabbed him by the collar
Aren't you doing the same thing?
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He grabbed my hand, loosening my hold.
"About the lineup", he whispered into my ear, tightening his hold on my waist in the process, "I'll be the center forward".
With that he let go of me and walked off, looking as if nothing happened.
I gritted my teeth, why are you like this? My mind was confusing me, what are you thinking about?
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Talk to me.
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I walked up to him and grabbed his arm, resulting in me being pinned to the wall. His breath was hot and uneven. I looked around and saw his arms on either side of my head, trapping me so he was all that I could see.
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"There's no escaping me, Mikan."
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I didn't let his gaze faze me, I didn't let his words get to my brain as I rendered them pointless.
You inspire me.
I felt like laughing.
"What are you smiling about?" he asked he as he grew closer, "this is no laughing matter".
I opened my mouth to contradict him but he covered my mouth with his huge palms.
"To see your sexy back view", he smirked, "is my main motive".
He pulled away from me and walked off, disappearing behind the door.
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What just happened?