Hullo everyone! Well, I'm really sorry for updating VERY late. But I have a very hectic sched at school. Plus last last last Friday I got my hair cut and it's very short. Waaah. :( Anyhow, this is the 12th Chapter. But before I start, I would like to thank everyone for reading my fic. - that's a smiley. Hehe, I hope you guys enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it:0
Disclaimer: I know I haven't written THAT long, but I still remember the drill. Haha..
I do not own GA even though I wish I did!
Previously…
"Great," he checked his watch. "Oh, it's 2 in the morning already, time really flies huh? I'll pick you up at 6:30 PM tomorrow. Would you like me to get you home?"
"No thanks, I have a ride. Well, nice meeting you Reo." She smiled and bade.
Chapter 12- OF BOYFRIENDS AND GIRLFRIENDS!
SATURDAY
MIKAN'S POV:
Ouch… My head… It hurts… It's like thousands of hammers are pounding thousands of nails into it… Gross.
KNOCK!!!!!!!!!! KNOCK!!!!!!!
"MIKAN ONEE-CHAN! Wake up! I've got something for you!"
It was Youichi.
What is he shouting for?
"Wait a minute." I lazily got off the bed and wiped drool off my face. I opened the door to find Youichi smiling, his eyes closed.
"Onee-cha—KYAAA!!!" he screamed when he finally opened those small killer eyes of his.
"What?" My brows twitched, was that some sort of insult? Screaming his head off? I got to the mirror and looked at myself. Oh my gosh!!!!!!!! What the?!
"WAAAAAAAAAH!!!" through my peripheral vision, I saw Tsubasa and Natsume rush to my door.
"What's the matter now?" The two asked lazily. I faced them.
"I… I… I look wasted!" I observed the eye bags I wore, the dryness of my skin, my unruly hair but none the less, I still smell awfully good. Hehe
"Tsss… YOU IDIOT! You woke everybody in the whole damn mansion up because you freaking look wasted? THAT'S IT?" Natsume screamed at me.
"I did not. That's impossible." I stepped back as I saw our dear employees behind him.
"It wasn't my fault," I saw his eyes roll. "Youichi screamed first!" Youichi chuckled as he approached me and held out a letter.
"Here you go."
I opened it. It read:
Miss Mikan Sakura,
We're very excited to watch your piano recital. We hope you would come to the dinner we arranged on Sunday, 7:00 PM at the Rimier café. We hope to see you there so that we may talk with you.
Very truly yours,
Kai Ginzou
Executive of Highlight CO.
NORMAL POV:
Mikan shrugged Natsume and Tsubasa off her shoulders. She blushed madly; Kai Ginzou is the 21 year old heir of Highlight! He's her crush since… FOREVER! She giggled excitedly.
…
Natsume looked at her like she was some kind of Virus infected person.
"I can't wait!" Mikan smiled and kicked the boys out of her room.
"Weirdo." Natsume murmured and Tsubasa just chuckled.
7:00… Restaurant…
Mikan and Reo were at the restaurant. It was very classy, there was an orchestra playing at the stage and everyone was, well… listening to them of course.
A waitress approached them.
"Your orders? Ma'am sir?" she blushed as soon as she recognized Reo.
"We'll have…" The waitress rushed to the counter after the two gave their orders. Reo looked at her (waitress) as she was whispering something to her co-worker.
"That's a bit obvious." He started.
"What?"
"Nothing."
She smiled at him.
9 PM—mansion…
"Natsume, when Mikan comes, you better calm down okay?" Yuu advised the now boiling raven haired guy who was so tensed up.
"Yeah sure. I mean, why would, I, Natsume Hyuuga get so hung up with an idiot like her! When our dad just called and!"
"CALM DOWN!" Youichi reached for the collar of his shirt and pulled him down.
Natsume's phone rang…
"Yeah?" he asked.
Natsume? It's Rei. Hi, how are you?
"Not now."
What? Why not?
"I'm not in the mood to talk to you."
Mou Natsume, that's a bit harsh to say.
Natsume didn't get to talk when the front door opened. Their heads snapped and their eyes were glued to the girl who just came in. They heard the sound of a car trailing off.
Natsume dropped his phone. His brows crossed.
Natsume? Natsume? Rei called.
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"YOU IDIOT!!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Natsume screamed charging at her with Tsubasa trailing closely behind.
Koko slapped his hand to his face. And Yuu just sighed.
"What?" She paused. "I went on a dinner!!!! Why are you fussing over something so small!?"
"WITH WHO?"
"YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION YET!" She tsked. They were at each other's throats.
"YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MINE EITHER!"
"Okay, okay. I was with Reo."
"Great is he your Boyfriend now?"
She rolled her eyes and sighed rather loudly. "What's the problem anyway?" She calmed down a BIT.
"Dad called." Natsume stated calmly.
"Why?"
"They said they're coming home tomorrow." Tsubasa said and approached her.
"Really? What time?"
"At 7." Youichi stated.
"7? Couldn't they reschedule the flight or something? I won't be here when they get back!"
"Why? Where would you be?" Natsume barked.
She blushed. "Out. For dinner. With…" she paused, reminding herself that they won't even care. "Sorry you guys I'm going to retire early, I feel tired." She went to her room.
"Geez, such a pain." Natsume murmured.
"Calm down big brother, you're gonna have a heart attack!" Koko jested and nudged Natsume.
"Shut up." He combed his hair up and went to his room to rest.
4PM—SUNDAY!
Mikan picked out her dress, she wore a black tube cocktail dress with a red ribbon just below the breast and a red stiletto, her hair was up and she wore a pearl earring and a pearl necklace.
She peeked into Tsubasa's room. She gulped.
She saw him putting on his jacket. She caught his attention.
"Hi…" She said slowly.
"Hey. What's up?" He diverted his attention to her.
"Well…" She fiddled with her fingers. He peered at her bent head. "I have a favor to ask…" She didn't know why she's so shy with Tsubasa. Well… if you look back, they never actually had any real conversation…
"What is it?" he asked and smiled at her. She straightened her back and breathed deeply.
"Well… Since today is Minato's day off, there wouldn't be anyone to drive me to the dinner…So please…" She ran out of breath. He smiled.
"Sure." They drove off.
CAR
"Sorry for having you go on a detour." She broke the silence.
"It's not a big deal."
"Where are you going anyway?" She asked referring to his attire.
"I'm headed to Kino's hotel. That's near the Rimier café."
"Oh… But then, you won't be able to fetch mom and your dad." She said.
"I'll only be gone for 2 hours… That's going to be fast."
"Oh"
Her phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Good afternoon Sakura-san. This is Kai Ginzou's assistant; I called to inform you that the venue has been changed. The dinner will now be held at the "Herald Café" The president and the company, are deeply sorry for the inconvenience. Goodbye." At that, the man hung up.
She sighed. "Change of plans. Herald Café."
"The Italian one? With the appetizer that's just plainly disgusting?"
"No no. the French one." She smiled impishly and she sank to the chair. It was 6 already and Tsubasa cancelled his plans to get her to the place.
"Hey, who's Kino?"
"He's a friend."
"Oh… And what were you going to do in his hotel?" She asked.
He smiled. "It's his birthday today. He's having a huge party."
They finally arrived.
A security guard opened the door for her and the two went out. Tsubasa decided to go home.
"I'm really sorry for ruining your plans." She bowed.
" No it's fine. Anyway, just take your time. We'll be out all night."
Mikan kissed him goodbye and went to the café/bar.
"Sakura-san?" A meek-looking, thin guy approached her. He adjusted his glasses.
"Yes?" Mikan answered.
"I'm Mikio Kithara, Kai Ginzou's assistant. This way please." She nodded.
She was led to a private room; there were rich looking people all over the room. There's too much noise outside, she couldn't get her thoughts straight.
Mikio led her to another room.
"Wow, I never noticed this room before." She said in awe. He smiled at her unsurely.
She immediately blushed as soon as she saw Kai Ginzou's back.
'My God, even at the back he looks hot!' She thought to herself.
She saw his shoulders shrug, he sensed their presence. He turned around.
"Ah, Ohayou, Sakura-san." He greeted courteously with a smile on his face.
He had silver hair and bloody red orbs. What's more is he's 6 feet and 3 inches tall. He's fair-skinned but it would have been better if he was tanned. Either way, he was gorgeous.
She was cut off her trance when he spoke.
"You may leave now Mikio." He said in a stern voice that surprised her.
As soon as Mikio left he chuckled.
"Please sit down." And she did.
He resumed speaking. "Actually, I was nervous in meeting you." He said bluntly.
"Really? Why is that?" She asked sitting down, her chin rested on her hands.
"I had my eyes on you." He said seriously. She blushed. "I've watched all your recitals and you're very amazing." He continued as he sat down.
She was speechless.
He paused for a while. "But before anything goes, would you like something to eat? Come, let's order first." She nodded.
'I had my eyes on you. My eyes on you. My eyes on you. My eyes on you.' She was squealing like a fan girl inside. 'Okay Mikan, calm down, I'm sure he said that with a reasonable cause… Oh! Stop being delusional! He's here to talk business, baka baka baka!' Yet, with that thought, she couldn't help but think the opposite.
The waitress came and she bashed her lashes at Kai. He smiled at her playfully and back at Mikan.
"We'll have some roast duck, Mushroom soup, Pot roast beef, Braised Sharks fin and 2 plates of Sashimi."
"Y-Your drinn-nks sir?" She asked nervously.
"Mmm… Red iced tea." Mikan said.
"Red iced tea for me as well." He smiled. The waitress repeated their orders and left.
He began again.
"I won't beat around the bush anymore, Sakura-san. We want you to be the new face of Highlight."
"The new face of highlight?" He smiled.
"You're not my echo are you? You heard me right." Kai said as he reached for her hand and grabbed it. She blushed.
"Are you—Are you sure? I mean you had superb musicians and artists as your spokes person… Why me? Won't this shock the media?" She asked as she took her hand away.
"No, this won't. I mean," He crossed his arms as he sat up straight and continued. "You've already had enough exposure, considering the fact that you ARE the Hyuuga's step-sister… Oh, soon-to-be." He said. She relaxed a bit.
"Well… I've got to think about it, I mean I only debuted for one time and…" He cut her off.
"Don't forget you sang with Black Faux on stage." He said. "Don't worry, I'll be here for you all through out and you can choose whoever you want to be your manager." He said as he clapped his hands and Mikio rushed in with piles of paper. "Please sign here." Mikio said as he bowed his head.
"Uh." She held the pen. And she signed the contract a bit hesitantly.
He smiled at her and extended his hand.
"Welcome to highlight Miss Sakura."
She looked at his hand. She closed her eyes.
She shook it and smiled.
"Thank you."
For those unfamiliar to the word Baka- it means idiot/stupid in Japanese. :)
I'm sorry there were a few Natsume scenes in this chapter. HAHAHA.
Whew. I feel down... I read the previous chapters and I suck… Oh my…: o
I did a lot of editing, but if there are grammatical errors, please tell me. :)
Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter. It's Christmas tomorrow! And I'm very excited. :))
Hey, hey, if you didn't find this one exciting, watch out for Mikan working under Highlight! I'm getting excited just thinking about it. :
Hehe… Thank you for reading and I do hope to receive some comments and if you do have suggestions and criticisms, please make them CONSTRUCTIVE! Haha. Ja'ne for now everyone. : MERRY CHRISTMAS MINNA!!!