THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS!!! I LOVE REVIEWS!!! Oh Mitsuki Konan is just an OC character I made up. I thought Luna shouldn't be Mikan's rival because she's *SPOILER* like 26 years old and about 31 years old in the story so she'd be too old! Anyway, Luna doesn't really love Natsume at all. She just wants to make Mikan suffer! Anyway, please review!!! I'm going to make Mikan remember her memories soon!
Mikan was about to break the phone in her hands, "STUPID NATSUME!!" She screamed into the phone.
"I'm not able to answer the ph-"
" I EVEN WENT THROUGH ALL THE TROUBLE OF COMING TO TRY TO GET YOU OUT OF JAIL!" Mikan slammed hir fists onto the police man's desk.
"Leave a message after the beep or don't even bother to call back…"
"What?! Don't even think of avoiding me, Natsume Hyuga!" Mikan yelled.
She dialed his number again. She had called him eleven times but he didn't even answer any of her calls. "N-Natsume!" Tears welled up in her eyes but she tried to hold it in, "Why am I crying over this? He already has a different girl to help him out of jail and rescue him and…and…AGH! I'm just so angry!" She sobbed into the police man's shoulder who tried to comfort her.
"Um…are you…jealous?" The man asked, looking at Mikan.
"NO! OF COURSE NOT!!! He could stay in jail for all I care!"
"Right." The man sighed. "Young love, right ?"
~**~
"Mitsuki, let me go home now." Natsume growled, irritated as he was riding in the famous model's limo.
The girl played with her long black hair, "Aren't you happy that I got you out of jail?" She giggled, "You should repay me with a date."
"What the hell?" Natsume glared at her, "I have to go to the hospital to see someone…"
Mitsuki held onto the ringing phone again, "Seriously, this girl has to stop calling you."
Natsume's eyes widened as he reached out for the phone but Mitsuki threw it out of the car window before he could manage it.
"Focus on me for once!" She pouted, "We're going to get married soon, right?"
"I never agreed to any marriage…" Natsume leaned against the car.
"You promised!"
"When?"
"When we were little!" She crawled closer to him, "You promised you would marry me and we would have five kids!"
Natsume tried to think of when he had said that…
Natsume Flashback…
"Natsume-kun!"
"What the hell do you want?" A little boy about the age of seven sat in the sandbox and tried to make a sand castle. He glared up at the black haired girl who was four years older than him . She was his mother's best friend's daughter.
"When we grow up, we can live in a big mansion. I can be a model and you can be a singer! We can get married and we cou-"
"Not interested." Natsume muttered angrily, frustrated with his continuously collapsing sand castle.
"B-But!" She started to cry, "I want to get married!"
"Well, I sure don't." Natsume snapped.
Mitsuki's hair suddenly stuck up at the ends and it looked like fire was burning in her mouth, "WE WILL GET MARRIED." She growled angrily. She took out a large and sharp bread knife out and pointed at the little boy's face. "PROMISE ME WE WILL GET MARRIED AND HAVE FIVE KIDS."
The boy calmly shook his head, "No way."
Natsume smiled to see that his second sand castle was finally standing. He smiled at his two sandcastles.
Suddenly Mitsuki raised the knife above her head and came down with it as hard as she could. Natsume looked beside him to see his sand castle sliced in half and crumbling from Mitsuki's knife. "M-MY SANDCASTLE!!!"
Natsume stared at her in horror as he went over to the other surviving sand castle and protected it with his arms. "WE WILL GET MARRIED AND HAVE FIVE KIDS!" Mitsuki glared at him, "Or else." She pointed the knife at the remaining sand castle.
He hesitated, "Do I have to?"
"Or else!" She raised the bread knife over her head.
Natsume sighed and nodded. Yeah, he'd just agree to it for now for his sand castle's safety. Whatever, she'd probably forget it when she grew up…
"Now tell me that you love me!" Mitsuki demanded, stomping her feet impatiently.
Natsume groaned. "I love you, ….you ugly bitch…" He muttered, angrily.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" Mitsuki boomed.
"Uh…" Natsume went over and wrapped his hands around her and grimaced, "…I mean, sweetie."
"Remember now, Natsume Hyuga?" She giggled, "Now we'll get married and get rid of your wife right now."
"But I only agreed to it because you threatened me…""B-But…" Mitsuki covered her face to hide her falling tears.
Natsume smiled at her, "Mitsuki…" He took her hand and pulled it to his face and smiled. Mitsuki could feel her heart beat quickly, "N-Natsume…"
"Go to hell." Natsume let go of Mitsuki's hand and turned the opposite direction.
"W-What?!" Mitsuki began to cry, "I…I….But…."
"Natsume!"
Natsume looked behind at the seat behind him and saw his mother there, "What?"
"You're getting married to Mitsuki whether you like it or not."
Natsume tried to protest, "But I have Mikan…"
"I'm not letting you marry a girl who's from a poor family. Anyway, you can forget her. Weren't you just using her because she looked like Mikan Sakura?"
"Its not like that…." Natsume frowned, "I think she really is Mikan I've been looking for…"
"How many years have it been?" His mother straightened out her blouse, "….You've been looking for her for so many years now. You should forget her. She might not even be Mikan."
"I don't care…Even if she isn't…" Natsume looked up at his mother. "I still…"
Natsume didn't care anymore, he opened the limo's door lock and jumped out of the moving car. A car driving beside them honked at him and nearly hit him. Natsume ignored his mother and Mitsuki's calls and ran to the sidewalk and towards his mansion where he hoped Mikan would be.
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"Mikan, did you get everything yet?" Mikan and Ruka were packing things at Natsume's mansion and getting ready for Mikan to come back home with him.
"Not really."
Ruka was silent for a while and took a deep breath. "Mikan…"
"Hmmm?"
"Will you go to France with me?" Ruka's face turned red, "We could go there. Just you and me."
He watched as her eyes widened but she didn't say anything. Ruka bit his lip. Of course, she still loved Natsume right?
"Sure." Mikan smiled.
A big grin grew on Ruka's face, "R-Really? Are you sure?"
Mikan nodded happily, "Of course!" Her face turned pink as she fidgeted with her fingers, "B-But you…know… What would happen between you and me…when we got there?"
Ruka tilted his head, "Uh…what do you mean?"
Mikan blushed and turned the opposite direction, "F-Figure it out, you idiot."
Ruka gasped. Did she mean…?!"Marriage?" Ruka leaned closer, " Do you want me to marry you?" Ruka pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"What?" Mikan giggled, "Do…you not want to?"
Ruka couldn't believe his ears. He didn't know what to say. Ruka could feel his heart beating so fast. This…was unbelievable…He wasn't sure if he would run around the house dancing or just take it in calmly…
"But Yuki, …I'll only marry you after you and I make enough money for a house in France, okay?"
He took her hand and pulled her face towards his, "Mikan…" For the five years he lived with her, he had never made a move on her…unlike Natsume. He was about to kiss her when suddenly…
"RRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Ruka glared at the phone, "I swear, I'll kill the person on the other line!" He walked over and picked it up, "Oh! ….Hi Hotaru."
Mikan started packing up again as Ruka talked with Hotaru on the phone. She clutched her chest. Was she really ready for marriage? She loved Ruka, didn't she? But…then…why was she so unsure of her feelings?
Mikan didn't say anything as she searched around for her underwear, "I…just cant find my underwear!"
Putting the phone down, Ruka's face turned red, "Well…check again…"
Mikan looked around but she couldn't find a single underwear. She pouted. Where could it be? Suddenly Mikan recalled something that she didn't want to remember…
Natsume stretched out the neck of his T-shirt and placed the panties inside his white shirt. "There. The forty fifth addition to my 'Mikan's Underwear Collection."
"F-F-Forty…fifth?!" Mikan's red face was now glowing bright in the dark room.
"I'll show you my Mikan Underwear sanctuary tomorrow."
"Y-Y-You…."
"But you can only enter with one entry of a panty."
"Y-Y-You…"
"Go to sleep, banana paradise."
"N-N-N….N….N….NAAAAATSUUUUUUMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Mikan threw her suitcase of stuff across the room, "Yuki, we must find that sanctuary!"
"Uh…what sanctuary?"
"M-My…." Mikan's face was beet red, "My….u-underwear….sanctuary…"
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Natsume opened the door of the mansion to see suitcases and boxes of Mikan's clothes and possessions. Was she leaving? Natsume looked around for Mikan but he couldn't find her. "Mikan!"
Why was she leaving?He looked at a pile of magazines and newspapers on the living room table. He lifted the first magazine from the pile. He read the cover aloud, "Mitsuki Konan released Natsume Hyuga from jail. Has Natsume been cheating on his wife, Mikan Ishikawa? Who is the man that Mikan has been caught hugging? See Page Five To Find Out…"
Natsume's eyes widened as he flipped through the piles of magazines as he found the magazine about Mitsuki Konan. "It has been officially released that Mitsuki Konan is Natsume's true fiance and that Natsume's substitute for his past love, Mikan, will be divorced with."
Natsume crumpled the magazine as he ran throughout the house looking for her. He needed to think of an explanation to her that she wasn't a substitute for Mikan Sakura but he actually really…
Natsume sat down on the couch, frustrated. Ruka had set him up to get in jail and now the public thinks that he's cheating on Mikan. Too many things were happening! But Natsume didn't care about half of it all. He just wanted Mikan to remember him and to stay.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mikan tried to dodge the spikes that was coming from the ground. Ruka beside her was desperately trying to climb out a deep pit, "N-Natsume sure set out a lot of traps protecting the sanctuary… AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
"I…didn't know he hid it in the basment!" Mikan tried to grab onto the wall so she wouldn't step on the spikes but lost her grip and landed right between two large spikes. She laughed in relief as she tried to crawl between the spikes before he came upon a door, "W-We finally reached it!"
Ruka scurried behind her, obviously scared but trying to cover it up. They tried to turn the door handle but it was locked. Suddenly a voice came out of nowhere, "You can only enter with a entry of one Mikan panty."
Mikan's jaw dropped. He wasn't serious, was he?
I'll show you my Mikan Underwear sanctuary tomorrow."
"Y-Y-You…."
"But you can only enter with one entry of a panty."
The problem was that Mikan had only one pair on underwear at the moment…The one that she was wearing right now. She grimaced, "Ugh…That pervert Natsume…" But for the sake of her underwear, she was willing to take off the underwear she had on now and place it into a chute that was sticking on the wall beside the door. Mikan turned around to Ruka and blushed furiously, "Yuki…could you….turn around for a minute? I'm going to change…"Quickly, Ruka whipped around. He heard Mikan ruffle through her clothes and couldn't help but to turn around and peek….Just a little peek wouldn't hurt, right? But when he even managed to twist his neck around to look, Mikan's leg came across his face with such hard force that Ruka was flung across the basement and out of sight. "PERVERT!"
Mikan dangled her completely white underwear over the underwear chute and let go. She watched and waited for the door to open this time. Suddenly the voice came over the speakers again, "Access denied. The underwear does not belong to Mikan."
Mikan's eyes widened, "B-But it is! I'm Mikan! And that's my underwear!" She kicked the door, "Let me in! What makes you think it isn't mine?!"
"Its not colorful and doesn't have any patterns." The voice replied as it started fading out.
"WHAT?! Let me in!!!" Mikan cried, banging on the door. She pulled her short skirt down, "At least, give me my underwear back!"
Mikan's face was red. What was she going to do? She didn't have a single underwear anymore. She kicked the machine, "You stupid machine! Just because it isn't colorful, doesn't mean that it isn't my underwear!"
Pushing her skirt down to not reveal anything, she moved slowly across the spikes to get out of the basement. Suddenly the spikes came up again and one of them got caught on Mikan's skirt. She tugged on her skirt to get away from the spikes. She yanked too hard and a huge piece of fabric tore off from the skirt. She scurried away, not realizing that the back majority of her skirt was gone and showing her…yeah.
She met up with Ruka laying on the ground near the "exit."
"Mikan…?" Ruka rubbed the back of his head, "Do you want to go home now?"
Mikan turned around. "Bye Natsume…" She whispered before turning to her boyfriend, "Yeah. Lets go."
~**~
Mikan panted heavily as she finally got out of the basement. She collapsed over the carpet floor, "Where did he get all those traps…?" She slowly crawled towards the living room and onto the sofa when she realized that there was a boy sleeping on it.
"N-NATSUME!" She yelled, slapping him from across the face. He didn't wake up but his head drooped to the side of the bed.
He stared at her face for along time before his eyes opened wide, "M-Mikan?"
Mikan was so angry at him, "You have a fiance…."
Natsume didn't say anything and got off the coach, holding tight on Mikan's wrist. "You know what? Its time I took you to Gakuen Alice."
"G-Gakuen Alice?" Mikan asked, tilting her head curiously. She watched as Natsume dragged her behind him, "L-Let me go!"
She looked around, "Yuki! Help me!"
Ruka came up to Natsume and pushes his hand away, "…Stop interfering, Natsume."
Mikan looked away, "I'm going to get married to Ruka soon too."
Natsume clenched his fists and looked at Ruka angrily, "W-What…?"
"Don't act like you actually care, Natsume. You're getting married to Mitsuki so you better start paying attention to her." Mikan said sternly before she followed Ruka out of the mansion.
Natsume stood up and grabbed her shirt sleeve, "Mikan!"
"I told you, I'm not Mikan Sakura!" Mikan screamed, pushing his hand away. "Why do you always have to compare the both of us?! I'm me! I'm not any other Mikan! Cant you just look at me?! Only me?!" Tears streamed down her face as she clasped her mouth. What was she saying? She didn't care less if he loved her because she looked like his past love…right?
"Mikan…" Natsume took a step towards her but then stopped when he saw her crying angrily.
"Natsume…I HATE YOU!"
Natsume felt as if Mikan just stabbed him through the heart. "H-Hate me?"
Natsume's eyes drifted down to Mikan's skirt and noticed that she was missing a huge patch and that...
Natsume just stared and didn't say anything.
"Hey...What are you sta-" Mikan suddenly remembered that she wasn't wearing any underwear..."D-Dont look!" She screamed, her face beet red, "D-Dont look!!!"
Ruka's eyes widend, "Mikan...YOu aren't...."
"I SAID DONT LOOK!!!" Mikan screamed in embarrassment as she left the house with Ruka following behind.
Natsume watched as she and Ruka run away "I-I let you leave…" He sighed, "And I wanted to see it a little longer too...."
Natsume didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he accidentally stepped onto his T.V. remote and the T.V. in front of him quickly turned on.
Natsume watched as a famous athlete was being interviewed. "Tell us, Ryoma Echizen. Seeing that you can attract girls so easily, tell us…How do you do it?"
Ryoma tried to find the answer to the reporter's question, "Well it is isn't easy. You cant steal the heart of someone without a fight, you know? Sometimes you try to make that person jealous as you go hugging or pretending to like someone else. Then, you can be sure of the person's feelings. But then you'll notice the person you like doing the same, trying to make you jealous. Then, you enter war but you have to keep on fighting…"
Natsume raised his eyebrows, "That's it!" He had to keep on fighting, didn't he? He had to make her jealous, right? Natsume smirked. He wasn't going to let her escape him this time… Natsume stood and bowed to the T.V. screen, "…Thanks for the advice."
He took his jacket and started towards the door…
Hahahaha! Ryoma Echizen! Do you guys know who that is? Yep, a very famous athelete with strange and weird advice! PLEASE REVIEW!!! Next chapter will be introducing a guy with black messy hair and a star under his eye! ^_^ I didn't like writing the Ruka/Mikan scene!!! I'm glad Hotaru saved Mikan from that kiss Ruka was going to give her. It was hard for some reason. Oh for the underwear sanctuary...It was so fun writing about that. I didn't make Mikan get into it because I want to leave it to your guy's imagination about what the sanctuary looks like...*shudders* Oh and I just realized that lots of readers hate Ruka. Did I really make him too evil? So what do you guys think? Is Ruka evil or is he okay? What is your opinion of Ruka? I want to know, please!
PLEASE REVIEW!!! Have a great summer! Thank you for reading! ^_^