BrokenDreams800: Hey guys, it's BD800 back with another installment of BRING ME TO LIFE! I thank all of those who have reviewed! Thanks, JuSt To RaNdOm, , Najika Tsubasa-chan, and Yuri no Kimi!
Tsubasa: Glad to have people reading this! We appreciate it greatly!
Natsume: At least the other idiots do. I don't.
BrokenDreams800: Rotten brat. Anyway!
Anju: This arc is really saddening me...
Natsume: *Smirks* Because of me, eh?
Anju: Tch. You wish. I'd be preoccupied about you when pigs fly...
Natsume: *Points to Pigu-Bird* That looks like flying to me.
Anju: ....ARGH WHATEVER! SCREW OFF! DISCLAIMER: Rachel, better known as BrokenDreams800, does not own Gakuen Alice.
Natsume: If she did, we'd be doing the horizontal dance almost all...
Author Lady: SHUT. UP. Ah, by the way my good readers, It will start going a little bit like the manga/anime from here on out! Just a little bit, though! Its going to have ALOT of twists! Lets see... Itll be after the kidnapping, during the FESTIVAL! WOOT!
Tsubasa: Anyway kiddies! Enjoy the story! After all, this chapter is about the song, The Good Life by Three Days Grace! So play that song while reading this!!!
Natsume: Cuz thats not what I did
Anju: Go Fu-
Sonomi: Calm it, and enjoy!~
Chapter 10: Bitter Taste
I was planning on how to kill that certain someone who was supposedly named Natsume Hyuuga. He makes me pissed so badly. Anyways, so I was planning his death, right? When suddenly, Narumi walked into the classroom all cheerful, gay, and blonde.
He clapped his hands together. "YOU KNOW WHAT TODAY IS!" He shouted, gaily. "THE ALICE ACADEMY FESTIVAL!" He paused and calmed down. "Thank you all for your hard work on putting this together! And now, enjoy it!"
Work...? We worked? Where the hell have I been?! Oh. I'm in the Dangerous Abilities Class Type. Thats right. We aren't allowed to participate in this gay festival thing because we are supposed to be hidden. This is gay. I fell asleep on the spot.
I stood up and walked out of the classroom, almost slamming right into the oncoming Fucktard, NaTSUME HYUUGA!!!
I glared at him and brushed past him, but before I could, he grabbed my wrist. "No." He scolded in monotone. "Stay, doggy."
I bristled and punched him in the stomach, making him grunt but he hardly even flinch. "Come on." He muttered and dragged me to this one place where people were lined up for.
"Its the Special Classes RPG." Kokoroyomi said, smiling cheerfully, making me jump five feet in the air.
I swear I almost had a heart attack. I didn't even notice Koko until now. How surprising.
"Lets go, Natsume?" He asked and looked back at us, his spikey blondish-brown hair sticking up all over the place and his expression even more cheerful then ever.
Natsume nodded once and dragged me over to the building, skipping everybody in line.
"NATSUME! ANJU! YOU CAME!" Mikan yelled excitedly, interrupting something that Sumire was saying to the ignoring natsume. She was wearing some kind of genie outfit? Weeiirrdd...
Natsume looked at her and grabbed her top, pulling it to reveal her undeveloped chest. "You call these boobs?" He scoffed. "Looks flat to me." He let it go and Mikan screamed at the top of her lungs and ran over to someone strangely familiar...
Tsubasa. I pointed at him. "Ah." I mumbled loudly, sounding like a three year old.
Tsubasa looked at me and smiled. "Hey there, Anju-chan! You come to try our RPG?" I shook my head and he pursed his lips. "Mikan." He said, putting his arms tighter around her waist, making Natsume and Ruka glare at him. "Why don't you go and get Anju an outfit. She'll help us."
I scowled and glared evily at him but let Mikan pull me away. Anything to shut her up...
Mikan giggled as she equipped me in a black genie outfit that showed my whole stomach. Practically, the top was a tube top and the bottoms were long, baggy black pants. My blonde, violet, and brown hair was pulled into two ponytails on each side of my head and curled, making me look about ten. Not like a genie at all.
I pursed my lips and walked emo-ly back to the place where everyone was, giving anyone who dared to look at me a death look. I am in utter torture right now.
"Kaiwai!!!" Tsubasa and his girlfriend, Misaki as I learned later that day, exclaimed at the same time. I looked emotionlessly at them, silently begging one of them to help.
Birds were chirping and the skies were almost fully clear, an occasional fluffy cloud passing by every now and then. It was serene. Peaceful. TOO peaceful. Barely anyone spoke a sound. I frowned as I looked at the sky, then sighed, putting my hands on top of my head.
"I offer my help for this? It's damn boring." Sonomi huffed out of nowhere, flipping a page from her paperback. Goodness knows what the heck she was reading now.
Tsubasa poked me and grinned at me, assuring me that Sonomi was actually here because of me. I guess he sought to prove that fact too. "Y'know, since we're not busy, you could roam the other classes."
Sonomi shook her head. "Nah, that's lame. If there's something I hate more than men who are so girly, I'd think their genders are mis-assigned, it's stupid people in mass volume."
Tsubasa stifled a laugh while I giggled. "Of course air-head, go figure." He thought for a minute. "Go work on the announcements on the intercom."
Sonomi nodded and walked away, but it wasn't long until we heard her voice again.
"Anny-Chaaaaan." Sonomi's voice sung out from the intercom. "Your favorite douche basket is here. Looks like he's causing a commotion, as usual."
I blinked, wondering what on Earth she was talking about. I took the opportunity to find out and began making my way outside. Tsubasa was headed outside too, so he picked me up and sat me on his shoulders while we exited. When we got outside, there was a group of stunned students, leaving an open circle. I noticed Mikan. I peaked a little more, then finally noticed Natsume. I felt something sink in me. I had no clue what it was and shook my head, wondering why I instinctively frowned. My body also acted on it's own accord and sprung off of Tsubasa, rushing towards the two. Mikan was shaking before she turned around and saw me and Tsubasa. Of course she ran directly to Tsubasa and clung onto him like a little Koala. I continued approaching Natsume instead of questioning Mikan.
"Don't go near that pervert, Anju-Chaaaan!" Mikan cried out.
Finally I snapped out of it and turned to the girl, quirking a brow before I felt something tug. I slowly turned around and saw Natsume's finger holding my shirt a good distance from my chest. It took a few moments to register the situation. Because this shirt was like a tube top, that required me to wear diddley squat under. Because I'm wearing diddley squat under must mean that I'm exposed in front of Natsume. My face grew pale, as did the faces of others surrounding me. My lips moved, but no sound escaped like usual.
"Now that's fine. 'Least you aren't compensating." Natsume said as he let go of my shirt, letting it snap back and cover me. He wore his trade mark grin.
I snarled at him and kicked him in the crotch, sending him dooooown. I then scoffed and walked stiffly into the spot in the maze where I was supposed to be then I wrote the directions on a little peice of paper and set it on the ground, waiting for my opponent.
There was nothing I could really do with my Alice since it would only lead to pain or death, so I didn't use my alice at all, but instead decided to see if anyone could make me talk or make any sound come out of my mouth, including laughs, crys of pain, or whatever. That was my challenge. Pretty hard, eh?
I sat my station, playing with my pony tail. Maybe Natsume'd lose before he reached me. I didn't want to see him at this moment, anyways. Who knew. I shrugged off the thought as I continued fiddling around, but I never got a lucky break.
"Anju-Chan. Jackass is headed towards you." Sonomi's voice called through the intercom system.
I sighed heavily, knowing who she was talking about and hid behind a wall, planning to take Natsume by surprise.
Not soon after, I saw the douche coming towards me, stop, look around, and keep going.
I jumped in front of him, making him jump five feet in the air.
I stared blankly at him and pointed to the piece of paper on the ground. He read it silently then looked up at me.
"I have to make you talk or make any sound come from your mouth?" He scoffed. "That's easy."
I sniffed and scuffled my foot against the dirt, looking at him through my black eyelashes, my icy eyes seeming stunning under black.
I grit my teeth as I saw Natsume walking nonchalantly over to me. This was over before it even started. I touched the ground beneath me but almost immediatly yelped and jumped into the air, catching the iron pole above me. Both was scalding. I began to descend to the floor rapidly and panicked, my fall not slowing at all.
Natsume guided me to the floor. Then he straddled my hips and held his hands at either side of my head. I felt throbbing at my chest. The worst part was that I could tell it wasn't from fear. Then what the hell was it? "Idiot." He said as his face drew near mine, his bangs tickling my face as he closed in to whisper in my ear. "You're letting it slip. I'm going to train you when this circus is over." He pulled away and I stared at his face, his expression as serious as ever.
There was a momentary silence before a scoff was let out into the intercom. "Natsume Hyuuga, please, stop being a damn pervert and stop straddling the Heart Of the Lamp and keep going. Thank yooou." I don't know whether I should lament or thank Sonomi.
Natsume simply nodded at me before walking off. Ah whatever. At least Mikan will avenge me and make him lose with her nullification, right?
Right?
Wrong.
30 seconds later, Sonomi rang the bell to indicate a winner. I groaned as I went outside, seeing Natsume looking over at the lamps. Figures.
I thought he wanted to make Tsubasa do his bidding, but much to my surprise, the lamp Kokoro pointed out to him was Mikan's. Natsume glared at him, but Kokoro simply responded with, "But I saw her face in your mind. Gomene..."
If looks could kill, Kokoro would be dead... And aside from that, the heavy feeling came back as I watched Natsume and Mikan walk side-by-side out the door, Mikan twitching involuntarily. I clenched my fist and shook it off. I couldn't identify what it was, so I decided to not dwell on it.
Anju: Can I know why the hell I'm so lame? Why would I get jealous if anyone gets the attention of that lame brain? *points to Natsume*
BrokenDreams800: No, no~ it's only around Mikan.
Tsubasa: Aww! How cute!
BrokenDreams800: You do know he gets jealous when you-
Natsume: Say it and die.
BrokenDreams800: Eheh... Anyway! Natsume!
Natsume: Leave feed back/flamers/good reviews- anything. Words are appreciated, no matter what kinds. We don't discriminate.
Anju: That's the most idiotic.... GYAH! Idiot! Why'd you burn my skirt!
Natsume: Oops... My hand slipped.
Tsubasa: Well, anyway! Hope you enjoyed! The end of the culture fest is next chapter, and trust me, you won't want to miss it!
Anju: Great. The dance. I'll go and lament.
BrokenDreams800: Till next time ladies and gents! See you in chapter 11!