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Warning: Possible OOCness, you've been warned
Now Playing
The River by Good Charlotte (special thanks to Everlasting Stars)
This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race by Fall-Out-Boy (special thanks to Ash-chan)
I'm sorry if Mikan just sings Japanese songs. It's just that, I don't know that much female singers. If you've requested an English song for Mikan & I'm not using it, I'm saving it for another chapter.
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Our Love is a Rock Song
Written by Keiko Oda
Chapter Ten: Playboy
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The elevator opened and in slithered a silent figure, blending in with the darkness of the apartment.
He pressed against the walls without a sound, slipping like his very own shadow.
He tapped his cold finger on the copper doorknob and was about to twist it open until…
"Where have you been?!?!" a high-pitched yell rang and afterwards, the lights flickered open.
There stood Mikan, leaning against her bed room door wearing her pajamas. Her olive eyes were set on fire and she glared at the figure angrily with crossed arms. "You don't normally come at this time of the night!!"
The figure emerged out of the shadows; it was her room mate Natsume Hyuuga.
"I was out" he said, opening the door to his room.
"Is that all? It's three in the morning for Heaven's sake!" Mikan yelled, flailing her arms hysterically.
"It's my life. I can do what I want with it!" Natsume said, walking into his room.
The brunette simply followed him, clenching her fists. "Do you know how worried I was?!?!"
Natsume untied his sneakers and raised an eyebrow. "You were worried?" he smirked.
"Of course I was! You're my housemate!"
Lightly pushing her, Natsume frowned. "Thing is, you're not in charge of my life"
Mikan sighed. "Just tell me where you went"
Natsume shut the door.
The fifteen-year old lost her temper. She banged her fists on the door. "Where were you?!?!?!"
And then there was silence.
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As
I walk through the valley I heard that evil comes disguised Baptized in
the river
of the shadow of LA
The footsteps
that were next to me
have gone their separate ways
I've seen
enough now
to know that beautiful things
don't always stay that
way
I've done enough now
to know this beautiful place
isn't
everything they say
Like
a city of angels
I'm walking towards the light
I've seen a vision of my life
And I wanna be
delivered
In the city was a sinner
I've done a lot of things
wrong
But I swear I'm a believer
Like the prodigal son
I was
out on my own
Now I'm trying to find my way back home
Baptized
in the river
I'm delivered
I'm delivered
You're
from a small town They say that evil comes
disguised Baptized in the river Baptized in the river (on my own)
You're gonna grow up fast
underneath these
lights
Down in Hollywood
on the boulevard the dead come back to
life
To the praying Mother
And the worried Father
Let your
children go
If they come back
They'll come home stronger
And
if they don't you'll know
Like a city of angels
I'm walking towards the
light
I've seen a vision of my
life
And I wanna be delivered
In the city was a sinner
I've
done a lot of things wrong
But I swear I'm a believer
Like the
prodigal son
I was out on my own
Now I'm trying to find my way
back home
Baptized in the river
I'm delivered
I'm
delivered
Baptized in the
river (on my own)
I wanna be delivered
(on my own, on my
own)
Baptized in the river (on my own)
I wanna be
delivered
Baptized in the river (on my own)
I wanna be
delivered
Baptized in the river (on my own)
I wanna be
delivered
I confess I'm a sinner
I've seen a vision of my
life
And I wanna be delivered!"
Mikan opened the door leading to the recording studio and slammed it. "Where were you?!?!"
"You're still pissed off about that?" Natsume said, removing his headphones.
"YES!" she screamed, her cheeks flushed.
"Fine," Natsume said, leaning back. "I'll tell you"
Mikan sat beside him. "Shoot"
"I was on a date" he said quickly and took his guitar. "Alright?"
"On a date? On a date with who?"
"Setsumi, duh…"
"Wasn't she angry with you when she found out you skipped her Christmas Party last week?"
"Yeah…her voice was so loud over the phone that apartments next to her complained to the front desk…anyway, yeah she was so I had to make it up to her" Natsume said, emphasizing the last words.
Mikan put her palms over her forehead. "And I thought you got drunk and went out rummaging through trash cans or something…oh well…"
She then sat up and stretched. "I'm going out for breakfast, wanna come?"
Natsume shook his head and continued practicing his guitar.
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"Please, Akimitsu-san! I don't know where he was!!!" a blonde haired boy spluttered, as Setsumi threw forks at him.
"Don't lie to me, Nogi!!!" she yelled. "Or I'll take you on with the knives!"
Mikan opened the door. "AAAHHHH!" she screamed, dodging a fork that almost hit her near her cheek. Her eyes widened when she came to find Natsume's violet-haired girlfriend chugging down coffee down Ruka Nogi's mouth in the private room.
Mikan ran inside and got a hold of Setsumi. "Ah…Akimitsu-san!! What's wrong with you?!? Are you on drugs?!?"
Setsumi sneered at her. "NO! Maybe my idiot of a boyfriend is!!!"
Mikan let go of her. "What?"
Setsumi sat up and brushed off the breadcrumbs from her shirt. "Natsume skipped my Christmas Party last week. I got really mad at him and he said he'll make it up to me by taking me out on a date. Guess how many hours I had to wait for the dirty little…"
Mikan thought for awhile. "Four?"
"You stupid girl!!" Setsumi yelled. "I had to wait from lunch up to dinner!! Do you know how excruciating that is?!?!"
"Why didn't you just leave?!"
Setsumi crossed her arms. "Well, I was waiting for him so I can pour soup over his head!"
"I…I didn't know where he was either" Ruka said, drying his head with a paper napkin.
Setsumi glared at him. "You're as dirty as him!! I know you KNOW! You're his best friend!"
"B-but…I don't!!! He left his cell phone off!!" Ruka stammered, with a terrified expression glued to his face.
"Then where was he?"
Suddenly, a business card came flying towards the three of them. Setsumi, with fantastic hand-eye coordination caught it and it read:
Hotaru Imai
Professional Photographer
20 yen per shot
"Who the hell is this Hotaru Imai?" Setsumi said, showing the card to Ruka.
"I-Imai!" Ruka exclaimed.
"You called?" someone muttered.
The three turned around and saw Hotaru (wearing a detective's hat), emotionless and all – leaning against the door, clutching her precious camera.
"If you want to find out where your precious Natsume has gone to… then leave it up to me" she muttered.
"No way! Akimitsu-san, don't trust her!" Ruka yelled.
"Shut up, Nogi!" Hotaru sneered and turned to Setsumi and Mikan.
"What do you mean?" Setsumi asked, putting her arm around Hotaru.
"I have my sources…and with them, I can do just about anything"
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"Why are you coming with us?!?!" Setsumi grunted, glaring at Mikan who was following her and Hotaru.
"I want to know where he is …" Mikan replied quietly.
"You're not even his girlfriend! Why should you care where he is?" Setsumi said, as Mikan caught up with the two of them.
Mikan didn't say anything. Setsumi's right. Why should I care? I'm not even his girlfriend…I don't even like him that much…come to think of it, I didn't really expect myself to yell at Natsume-kun when he arrived so late last night… so…why should I care anyway?
She was so engrossed in her thinking that she didn't notice that she was about to bump into a streetlight.
BOOGSHHH
Mikan blacked out for awhile andthen, someone nudged her. Mikan opened her eyes, the whole world spinning from what just happened. She sat up and rubbed her forehead which was beginning to bruise. Hotaru looked down at her.
"You just led us to a clue" she said. "There was something stuck to the street light you bumped into"
Hotaru handed her a yellow crumpled flyer. Mikan looked it at it. It read:
Hyuuga Natsume Live!
Where? Club Ongaku
When? Tonight! At 8:00 pm onwards
See you there!!!
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"Akimitsu-san!!! Are you sure you want to do this and embarrass Natsume?!" Ruka stuttered, tailing after the three girls who were striding ahead of him.
"Nogi! What are you doing here? We told you not to come!" Hotaru said, stopping and turning around.
Ruka gulped with his frightened-rabbit expression glued to his face. "G-guess I did…"
Hotaru eyed him with her cold purple eyes. "Do you want me to force you to wear the Penguin outfit again?"
Ruka immediately shook his head. No! He didn't want to wear that warm, velvet Penguin suit again!! It was much to embarrassing to do so!
"Then," Hotaru began "Don't follow us"
"Akimitsu-san!! Wait up!!" Mikan said, running after Setsumi who was practically stomping her way to the club.
"I don't have time to wait up for you, Sakura!" she yelled. "I have to give Natsume a piece of my mind!"
All four stopped, staring at the blinking lights in front of them that spelled out: CLUB ONGAKU.
"This is the place" Setsumi barked and stomped in.
"Wait! Akimitsu-san!! What if Natsume sees you?!"
"I don't care if the little bastard sees me!" Setsumi growled and the three of them entered.
"Welcome to Club Ongaku!!! The club with the best of the best and not to mention, the HOTTEST music performers in Japan today! Our first performer is a rock artist…you must all know him!! Here's Natsume Hyuuga with ThisAin't a Scene, It's an Arms Race!"
"It's Natsume!" Mikan whispered, from the corner of the room. "Do you think he'll see us?"
"I don't think so," Hotaru replied. "The club's too much crowded!"
I
am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of
words
And don't really care which side wins
As long as the room
keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in, yeah
Natsume tossed his black cap and threw it at the screaming audience.
Mikan sighed. I have to admit, he looks really cute when he…wait…never mind…
This
ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race I'm a
leading man
This ain't a scene, it's
a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms
race
I'm not a shoulder to cry on
But I digress
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so
intricate
I
wrote the gospel on giving up
(You look pretty sinking)
But the
real bombshells have already sunk
(Prima donnas of the gutter)
At
night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not
like hips or cars,
No, more like p-p-p-parties
This
ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race I'm a
leading man
This ain't a scene, it's
a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms
race
This bandwagon's full
Please, catch another
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so
intricate
Yeahh…
Whoa-ohh
All
the boys who the dance floor didn't love
And all the girls whose
lips couldn't move fast enough
Sing, until your lungs give out
Natsume turned the microphone to the audience and began playing his guitar.
This
ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's
a goddamned arms race
(Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's a
goddamned arms race
(Wear out the groove)
This ain't a scene,
it's a goddamned arms race
(Sing out loud)
This ain't a scene,
it's a goddamned arms race
(Oh, oh)
This ain't a scene, it's a
goddamned arms race
Natsume smirked and took the microphone once more.
I'm
a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so
intricate!!!!
I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh so intricate…
Oh so intricate!"
The audience cheered and Natsume smirked. The host went up to him.
"And that was Natsume Hyuuga!!!"
Natsume put his arm around her waist and waved to the audience.
"Oh my gawd!! Did you see that?!!?" Setsumi said, her face flushed with fury.
Mikan gulped.
Ruka paled.
Hotaru smiled and snapped away.
Natsume went back stage and went to have dinner in the other wing of the club. The four followed him and they were astonished…
They were astonished to see Natsume having dinner with another girl!!!! Mikan's eyes widened as he put his arm around her and smirked. The girl giggled and sipped some wine and….
"Natsume-kun?" Mikan muttered, her eyes widening.
"Ah…Akimitsu-san!! Wait!!"
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"That dirty noodle-headed dummy!!!" Setsumi said, clenching her fists.
"Wait!! Akimitsu!!!" Mikan said, running after Setsumi.
"What?!?" Setsumi growled, her eyes flaming with fury.
Before Mikan could reply, Setsumi intruded.
"I'm his girlfriend!!! I have the right to be angry so don't disturb me!!!"
"Well I'm angry too!!!" Mikan yelled. Setsumi looked at her.
"Why?"
Mikan shrugged. "That's the point. I'm angry because…because I don't know why I'm angry…funny isn't it?"
"Are you getting the hots for Natsume?" she asked.
Mikan felt her heart skip a beat. "N-no!!"
"Liar!" Setsumi scowled.
"Why would I get the hots for Natsume?!?"
Setsumi wanted to punch her face. "He's mine, you dirtbag!"
And with that, she caught a taxi and hopped in.
Mikan leaned against a tree. "I'm not getting the hots for Natsume! I'm not! I'm not!!!!"
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Click!
The lights opened and Natsume looked around to see if anyone was home. He sighed with relief and headed for his room.
"Ahem!!!"
He stopped. There stood Mikan in her pajamas, with crossed arms.
"Oh, you're going to get angry at me again?"
"Yes!" Mikan said, walking up to him. "I saw you awhile ago!!"
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
"Ongaku Club" Mikan said, narrowing her eyes.
"Ah" Natsume simply said and headed for his room again.
"Who was that girl?" Mikan asked, her voice sinking.
Natsume looked at her. "Oh…her…"
"I can't believe you're cheating on Setsumi! How could you hurt her feelings like that??" Mikan yelled, putting her hands to her chest. "That's bad! You can't just kiss any girl you want to!! It's mean!!! Try thinking of what effect it will have on other girls…"
Mikan stopped and raised an eyebrow. What did I just say?
"Listen, stupid…haven't I told you that I take over my life!? So I can come home any time I want to, I can hurt anybody's feelings I want to hurt and I can kiss any girl I want to!"
"You can't kiss any girl you want to!!!"
Natsume scowled at her. "I'll prove it to you…"
He grabbed Mikan and pinned her to the wall. Mikan felt her heart stop beating as he stared into her eyes. She could feel his warm breath against her lips and she felt like she was dissolving by the second. Was he really going to kiss her?!
Natsume, in fact was as scared as she was. What did he just do? He never expected that he would "prove it" to Mikan just like that. His heart was beating as fast as Mikan's was. Why was it hard to press his lips against this girl while it was easy with others?
Natsume neared her but he didn't kiss her lips. He simply gave her a kiss on the forehead and backed away.
"That's all?!?" Mikan yelled. "Some coward you are!! You said you'll prove it to me when all you do is give me a peck on the forehead!"
"What, were you expecting something more than that?" Natsume blurted out quietly.
Mikan felt heat escape from her ears. "No!! Of course not!!!" she said. "Ah…Oyasuminasai!"
She then ran into her room and locked the door.
Natsume shut his eyes and shook his head.
Kissing Mikan's forehead was way better than kissing the other girls.
He so wondered why.
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Haha. I created this chapter to see if I would do well in making Natsume a playboy. Did I do well? Anyway…I hope you liked it! Please leave a review! Please be reminded that song requests are temporarily closed! Arigatou, minna-san!