DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gakuen Alice or any of its characters.
A.N. I am very happy for the results of the last chapter! Aheheh. Honestly, I was losing the motivation for this fic. But to see that there are still a few who read this, I think I will really try to finish this.
Oh and yes, here's the result of the research I conducted.
Survey: For this fanfiction Forget Me Not, tell me, who do you want for Mikan?
Is it:
a) Narumi –the one who she thinks she's in love with, whom she caught kissing Reo heh
b) Natsume –the past love (go read one of previous chapters if you forgot)
c) Subaru –the determined ex-fiancé who loves her, yet he cheated on her when they were together
d) Ruka –a love that never took place… but there could be hope in this, who knows, eh?
Suvey warning: The results of this poll will not be the basis of the ending. I have already someone in mind, so I just want to know what the readers think. Please do leave a vote. And to disappoint you, the ending won't be too soon.
Results: drumming sound
This is the funny part. Our leading actor for this story -who happens to be no other than our effeminate teacher Narumi, (Incase you didn't know, oh my god… you must have gotten it all wrong) lost to Natsume,whose participation in the story, as BARAJAR have said in the reviews, 'isn't that active…' Ruka got one vote, thanks to my cousin, Kebinu-kun. Subaru did get a vote, thanks to Skaey. To make sure of the counts, here are the people who actually took the time to vote and make sure Natsume won:
1) Narumi - 5 votes from PalmTree, Takarachan, zoe, hikaru and of course, Starian Princess (my loyal reviewer!) you guys made me smile...
2) Natsume – 11 votes, care of these Hyuga fangirls, introducing: Arenja, Random Person, stupid head, meme, noWriter, RP asher, AaYa-AaYa, natsumexmikan, danavalkyrie, BARAJAR, Chin-92! Seriously, guys. You WON! ahahahhaha...
3) Ruka -1 vote from Kebinu-kun (you tall silly boy)
4) Subaru –1 vote. Skaey!
And hold on a second, just as I thought, I should have included Youichi in the list. noWriter told me that Mikan and he could pass as a pair. Ahehhe.
So, there you have it. Its really strange. I'm not spoiling my plans to you people, but I myself am thinking about making this a Natsume/Mikan. Like stated, that's where the romance really started. But yet again, this is a crack fic… so I'm really thinking.
Anyway… thank you so much for voting and giving me reviews!
SORRY, here's the story!
Previously on Forget Me Not:
Narumi blinked back the tears, but shamefully they fell on his warm cheeks. He tore his gaze from her face and tried hard not to sob like a girl. "S-sorry… Sorry for what you saw. But you have to believe me, Reo and I… we're not…" He was not certain how she reacted, she was too silent and he was too fearful to meet her hazel eyes again. But when she sighed again, he sat up and gathered her in his arms. "Have I lost you, Mikan? Have I?"
"Honestly, Narumi," she replied in a hushed tone. "I don't know. I don't know."
"Mikan, what the hell is going on here!" a very annoyed Imai hollered as he exploded through the door.
Narumi's eye twitched with similar impatience. He pulled the woman closer against his chest and put on a straight face. "If I recall correctly, you are not Mikan's father."
"Yeah, I know because I thought you were," Subaru snapped, glaring at him.
Narumi felt his ears and cheeks burning. He then noticed how Mikan tried to leave his embrace but he tightened his grip on her. "Oh no, Mikan. You are staying right here where you belong. With me."
Subaru charged to the bed and pulled on Mikan's arm. "Let her go, Narumi!"
"You let go!" Narumi exclaimed, locking his arms firmer around her waist.
"Let her go, dirty old man!"
"No! YOU LET GO!"
"I will not!"
"So will I!"
"Subaru, Narumi!" Mikan yelled in between the arguing men. She glared at both of them and slapped their hands off her body parts. She hopped off the bed and crossed her arms. "Both of you are idiots! And what makes you think that I will go with either one of you? Huh?" She went to the door and held the door open. "Subaru, I will ask you to leave. I want to talk to Narumi…" At once she saw how Subaru's face contorted into a disapproving glance and before he could open his mouth to speak, she continued, "Alone."
Subaru grunted at Narumi first before heading to the door. "You son of a…"
"Subaru!" Mikan called his attention again.
When the Imai finally left the room with a grunt, Mikan sighed impatiently and locked the door behind her. She turned to Narumi and saw him sitting on the bedside.
"I'm sorry if I snapped," Narumi apologized out of politeness, though both of them knew he lacked the proper amount of sincerity. He gazed at her. "Mikan… are you still mad at me?"
"No, I'm not," she replied, shifting her gaze onto a different direction. "I'm still disappointed though."
"You are mad."
"I'm not," she said. "If I were, I would have left you outside my doorstep with a swollen eye."
Narumi stood up from the bed and smoothed his rumpled clothes. "Why is Imai here with you? Doesn't he have his own place to stay in?"
"Does it matter…"
"Of course it does," Narumi said, taking steps closer to her. "You're here with the man who you conveniently call in your sleep ever since you've been having those nightmares… Kami… " He placed his hands on her shoulders. "And you expect me to act sane?"
"Narumi, please…"
"Shh," Narumi whispered, closing the gap between his lips and hers. When their lips met, he moaned with so much relief and satisfaction. "Oh Mikan…" Then he felt her fingers behind his neck, pressing downwards, pulling him lower for more. His chest felt light and warm… This kiss was nothing like the one Reo so forced upon him. His hands caught the curve of her waist and the small of her back, pushing her closer against his body.
"Narumi…" she breathed as she shut her eyes close. "Why…"
"Why what, darling…?" Narumi asked as he shifted from her lips to her neck.
"Why do you feel so right…"
Narumi smiled as he nuzzled on her and he could not stop himself from parting his mouth to suckle on the sensitive crook of her neck. He took one of her hands and placed it in his chest. He stopped his movements and stared into her eyes. "Do you feel me now, Mikan…? Do you?"
Her eyes widened.
"I'm scared of you, Mikan," he said with a blush. "But now that I think of it, I've always been scared of what you can do... to me." He kissed her hands, then her face. "And I admit this… only to you." He took a deep breath. "I'm in love with you, Mikan Sakura. I am so in love with you, I swear."
And when Mikan heard those words, the familiarity of those words turned her world upside down… literally.
"Mikan!"
"I am so in love with you, I swear…"
"No you don't! What you love… is teasing me!"
"Well, that too, but I really do, I swear…"
"Stop swearing, Hyuga Natsume!" Mikan Sakura exclaimed, placing her fists on her waist. She frowned at him, despite the aching need to smile and blush. To kiss him would be the best thing to do after what he just said but if she did, they wouldn't be themselves at all. She needed to prove that someone was still sane. "My grandpa would've hit you on the head if you continued to say the word 'swear'." Natsume rolled his eyes at her as he sat down on the base of the tree. Happens every time, he thought. Grandpa always changes the mood around here. "Why would he do that?" he asked with a frown, taking hold of her wrist and pulling her down to sit between his legs.
"Bee-cause," Mikan said, trying to sound impatient. "Swears are promises and if it were broken, it would be very bad karma."
Natsume snickered, not really paying attention to anything her pretty little mouth said. Instead he kept occupied with combing her soft long hair with his fingers, loving the way it felt. He drew a lock of auburn hair close to his nose and inhaled her intoxicating shampoo and shivered with much wanted passion. Before, being just around Mikan was enough. But now, he wanted to have her closer and closer each day. "Natsume… you're not listening…" Mikan uttered, tilting her head to the side so he wouldn't get to play with her hair.
"Yes I was…"
"What was I talking about then?"
"Your grandpa." As always, he wanted to add. She always talked about her Grandpa. If the old man wasn't a relative, he definitely would burst out of jealousy. Well, actually, he was already jealous. It was just so hard to accept that she loved someone that much. The realization of her undying love for her grandfather made his head ache. He looked into her eyes and saw that she gave him a look that told him that she didn't really believe what he said. "We were talking about how your grandpa didn't like swearing."
"Right!" she squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck and shoulders, giving him a peck on the cheek. She gazed into his eyes and smiled. "That's why, don't you ever swear, Natsume, because we wouldn't want any promises broken now, would we?"
Natsume grinned as he pulled her closer. "Whatever."
"But you do love me right?" "I said it once already this day," Natsume teased, edging his face away from her.
"Oh come on, Natsume!" she exclaimed, giving him another peck on the cheek. "If you say it again, I'm giving you a kiss… anywhere you want!"
"You got yourself a deal, little girl," he whispered, kissing her hard on the lips.
Mikan shook her head to rid the daze he always gave her after a kiss. She blinked and sighed. "Okay… now say it."
"Mind you, Mikan, I kissed you, so you still have your half of the deal," he said. "And yes… I am so in love with you…" And though he tried not to say it out loud, he breathed, "I swear…"
Natsume knocked on the door again but to no avail, the person inside the room just wouldn't let him in. He sighed in defeat as he leaned against the door, taking slow deep breaths to reenergize his patience.
Kami… Ruka was such a baby.
Natsume wondered what happened to the serious, stoic persona Ruka had before. Ruka then was full of sense; one could talk to him and get a good, sensible answer. Ruka would answer, especially when it was him or even just about him. But now, it seems, Ruka had a terrible reverse-growth. Instead of gaining much experience and a sense of maturity through the years, Ruka shredded all of those in exchange for a bottle of alcohol.
The area near Ruka's room always had a stench of alcohol in the air. The housemates always grimaced in disgust every time they would pass by that particular part of the house. Natsume knew they tried not to complain and be encouraging about the issue that his friend was a drunk emotional introvert. It was such relief that Ruka didn't decide to go with the Goth look. Cheers for blonde hair for evidence that Ruka Nogi was still, somehow, Ruka.
The reason, they told Natsume, that Ruka needed to be alcohol-dependent, was to have an outlet because he wasn't around anymore like he used to. Natsume wanted to believe them but he knew better. If only they knew what kind of respectable person Ruka was before. Stick and stones may break Ruka's bones… but it seems that Ruka's broken heart had the worst luck. His silly best friend lost all his guts just because Mikan was with another man.
'I could only allow to lose her to you… nobody else,' he remembers Ruka tell him before in a serious man-to-man talk when he talked to him about dating Mikan. What Ruka didn't know was that Natsume was thinking the same thing. And whoever man was it that held Mikan in such comforting embrace to make Ruka turn into the way he was, Hyuga Natsume knew he would have to rekindle his flames.
Soon.
"Narumi…"
It felt like nirvana, the way she called his name while she slept. He would certainly remember this day among all the other exciting days that ever occurred in his pathetic lifetime. Even if Mikan did faint in the middle of their kissing session, he was never more delighted to hear her call for him in the middle of her sleep. Her cry for him angered the other male in the room and Narumi didn't want it any other way; Subaru stormed out of the suite when he heard her call Narumi's name.
Planting a kiss on her cheek, he remained close by her side, pulling her in his embrace as she slept. He was feeling extra boyish tonight that he would dare to let Subaru see him like this –he wanted to show Mikan's ex that he loved her and cared for her. He felt rejuvenated by their kiss and now, he was feeling utterly possessive of her.
His angel alarmed him when she fainted that he almost did not know what to do. He even lowered down his pride to ask Imai of her status. Subaru amazed him by being professional and not putting the blame on him for her breakdown, but Narumi could sense the amount of jealousy that flared from the younger man's eyes.
Mikan was all right but Narumi did not go with the flow. Several matters came into reality as he studied how things went on. There were a lot of things he noticed –Subaru's calm reaction when he found out Mikan fainted (because the Imai knew exactly what to do) and now he could feel the slow change in Mikan's sleep –a wave of different emotions. All of the sudden, Narumi was not so sure what he wanted to deal with first. His love for her and her belief and return of it, why did she faint, why was an incubus haunting her… Everything was all piled up.
"Na…" she moaned once again. "…rumi…"
"Yes, Mikan, I'm right here," Narumi hushed her, pulling her closer in his cradle, showering her with loving kisses. "I'm here for you… I love you…" He noticed how she frowned, then smiled in such a calmed manner and finally, relief flooded his being. After half an hour, he slowly withdrew from the bed when he knew she would be okay. But somehow, he was uneasy of the room as he kept pacing back and forth. He kept on glancing back on Mikan's sleeping figure.
"You should turn off the light," Subaru's voice said from the door.
"What?" Narumi said, out of focus, not even wondering why Subaru came back to the room.
"If you want to feel the incubus I'm telling you about," Subaru said, stepping inside the room with his arms crossed on his chest. He kept his gaze locked on Mikan as he edged to her side.
Unnerving jealousy swept through him as Subaru bowed down and gave Mikan a kiss on the forehead. He swore he could whip off the guy's front teeth if he kissed Mikan on the lips. That idiot just wait…
But after giving his affection to Mikan, Subaru's hand reached for the lamp on the end table. "Lights out…"
"What could we do?" Narumi asked in a whisper as he kept close by the open door.
"We just wait," Subaru said. "You could go ahead and sleep. I'll wake you up on the exact time."
The two men waited, differences put aside, to the witching hour.
"You have to do this."
You don't have to. She's not a bad person at all.
"You have to do this."
She called you a friend. She is a friend.
"You have to do this."
Why are you full of hate? You know she must have suffered too.
"You will do this."
In fact, she must have suffered the most. You weren't that important to him.
"You will do this."
He loved her. He loved her… just accept it!
"I will do this, damn it…"
You're not a bad guy at all. You're just hurt. She'd even love you if only you'd tell her why you keep on doing this to her…
"I will do it…"
Stop this…!
"NO!" he yelled, slamming his fist against the mirror making it shatter into bloody pieces. Then he felt a twist inside his chest -a burst of all kinds of emotions making him lose control of his breath. Trembling, he fell to the floor with his bleeding fist clutched close against the drumming beat of his heart. He felt dazed of a sight of crimson and white tiles blurring his vision and he started to pant and wheeze, trying to stop the tears of regret and fear behind his eyes from falling. Conscience drowned by his tears of anger, he knew he did not care of the consequence of his actions. Things were clear to him: He hated her. He loathed her. She was despicable. And he was going to kill her for taking everything away from him.
MYSTERY
There was a demon,
whose name was Rebelle,
who didn't like to get along
with his fellow fiends.
Because all of his companions,
when off-duty,
guarded, stayed at bay,
with Youichi, the boy human.
Rebelle had been small,
Yet he spent malignant force,
That the child Youichi felt him grow,
Rebelle's anger towards him taking course.
Rebelle often asked,
"What's so special with the human boy,
Why did they have to be around him
And follow his orders as if they were toys?"
Though lone, Rebelle resented,
This human boy who always had
Connections to summon the dark powers,
To call on demons if ever something made him sad…
Rebelle plagued this human,
This human boy with dreams,
Night terrors of loss and agony,
Till all his budding nights filled with screams.
But there were times,
When Rebelle shook in fear,
At the sight of this lone,
Human flame-manipulating seer.
Rebelle called him Seer, Fire God,
He had powers of the sun,
And the human child worshipped him
Till Rebelle fled and gone.
Rebelle then learned
To make a peace,
With this human child to see,
If he would ever earn
The Seer's favor in return.
Years have passed,
Rebelle stayed calm,
And though he would not
Cause the child death's charm,
He would lead,
All this child's dreams,
Into the depths
Of Hades' Gates,
Thus, from the Seer,
Rebelle could keep himself from harm.
And Alas the Fire God drifted off,
Leaving all guards down,
And what safety the human child once felt,
Would switch back into the old days of yesteryears,
When this child felt a hunted fawn,
Haunted by exaggerated fears.
Rebelle works his strings,
Yet in a different way,
Now he would no longer be
After Youchi's fear of who he was,
Now he would,
Eat the half,
Of Youichi's broken heart
And turn that little fragment
Which was once used to love,
Into a chunk
Of coal,
Into the dark.
A.N. Did you guys get the silly poem? If yes, good job! You earn a cookie and a mystery got solved! This poem actually is connected to the story if you haven't forgotten yet... please review... thank you so much! thank you again for the reviewers!