Two in One: Gakuen Alice

NOTICE: Okay, remember at the beginning I said they were like 12 or something, well let's say they are 14 or 16, which ever you prefer.

Chapter 11: The Fight Amongst Friends

"Damn," Mikan said, falling to the ground. She was covered in her own blood, cuts everywhere on her body. She had particularly large wounds on her arm, stomach, and head.

Mikan crawled to a Sakura tree, leaning against it. She would probably die with in the next hour, maybe less due to the loss of blood and Persona's Alice.

Mikan's powers were slowly draining. Damn, if Natsume would have gone on that mission with her this probably wouldn't happen. No, never mind, he would have just gotten in the way.

But really, what kind of cruel mother with the AAO did this to there own daughter? That was too wrong, even if you are a criminal, aren't 

you still supposed to go easy on your daughter??

Mikan's vision began to blur, her head began to throb. The last thing she saw was a figure slowly approaching her.

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The stench of a hospital room filled Mikan's nose. Her eyes shot open, only to be closed because of the brightness of the room.

"Mikan-chan?! Are you up?" A girl's voice asked. Mikan slowly reopened her eyes, and adjusted them to the lighting in the room.

"Y-yes," Mikan said in a soft voice, her throat hurt, and she needed water.

"Oh, thank god!" Nonoko said, hugging Mikan. She touched her arm, earning a loud, "ITAI!"

"Let me and Mikan talk alone for a while." Hotaru suddenly said; eyes on the girl in the hospital gown.

"But Imai-san, we need to do tests." A nurse said, crossing her arms.

"You can do your little tests in a moment, after I am done talking to 

Mikan." Hotaru said, glaring at the nurse, who quickly nodded and shooed everyone out of the room. She gave Mikan a glass of water before leaving herself.

Mikan thirstily drained the glass of water, setting it down on her bedside table.

"Ne, Hotaru-chan, what did you want to talk about?" Mikan asked casually.

"Don't play dumb, you know good and well what the hell I want to talk 

about!" Hotaru fumed, glaring at the injured girl.

"Gomen, but Hotaru-chan, I had to go on the mission or innocent people's Alice's would have been drained!" Mikan protested, looking up at Hotaru innocently.

"Don't give me that crap; I don't care how many Alice's get taken away! As long as you're safe, nothing matters, but if you keep going on missions for Persona…then…" Hotaru shouted, shaking her head.



"I'll be fine Hotaru-chan! I won't die or anything!" Mikan argued, also shaking her head.

"You would have if Hyuuga hadn't of saved you!" Hotaru yelled, crossing her arms and stomping a foot in a childish manner.

"Wait… Natsu- I mean Hyuuga save… me?" Mikan asked, confused. Why didn't he just leave her to die, his life would have been easier that way. Hotaru sighed.

"Yes, Hyuuga found you and brought you here immediately. Then 

he just 'accidently' let it slip when I was in earshot." Hotaru said, frowning deeply. "Do you think we have done enough to him yet… I mean since he saved you and all."

"Uh, yeah, I guess… Hotaru-chan… I'm sorry for making you worry." Mikan said quietly, head bowed.

"Mikan, how long have you had Persona's Alice on you? Why didn't you tell anyone?" Hotaru demanded, trying to look Mikan in the eye.

"It's been on my arm for four days now, and I didn't want you to worry, 

I mean, you would have tried to go and kill Persona with an invention and then you would get in big trouble, as in the mark getting put on you." Mikan said, still taking an interest in the hospitals tile flooring.

"Damn Mikan… tell me things, don't do everything alone!" Hotaru said, and with those words she left the room.

"Gomen." Mikan said when Hotaru was gone.



"Hey Polka." A voice from the window said. Mikan's head jerked to the side.

"Don't act like we are all friendly just because you saved me, Natsume." Mikan said, glaring at the boy standing on the window frame.

"Oh, then why did you say Natsume instead of Hyuuga?" Natsume asked, smirking like he had just won a game.

"I said the wrong thing, Hyuuga." Mikan hissed. Natsume jumped from the window to right in front of her, to be exact his face was seven inches from her own.

"Who said you couldn't call me Natsume?" He asked, obviously enjoying his little twisted game.

"Back off, gosh, two words breathe mint." Mikan said, pushing Natsume backwards, a small blush on face.

"Well you didn't use to mind me kissing you without a breathe mint, now did you, Polka." Natsume said, making Mikan's face grow redder. 

He had no idea if it was from embarrassment or anger, but either way, it was a funny sight.

"Oh, fuck you Natsume." Mikan hissed angrily.

"As long as you're not the one doing it." Natsume said, smirking. Mikan's face turned as red as a tomato.

"Not in that way you perverted jerk!" Mikan said, and pushed him towards the window.

"Now, leave." She commanded.

"What if I don't feel like it." Natsume said who was now in front of the window. "You gonna make me leave?" He teased.

"Yes." Mikan said, and pushed Natsume as hard as possible, knocking him out the window. He glared as he fell, and ended up landing on his feet. Sigh just like a real Neko.

"Adieu, monsieur pussycat." Mikan said before slamming the window. (Bye Mr. Pussycat)

Natsume gave her a short glare, before turning and walking away. Maybe they weren't enemies exactly anymore, but they sure as hell weren't anywhere near the friend status.



Mikan stuck her tongue out at the retreating figure. Damn, why was Natsume so annoying to her? Mikan sighed.

"Great, I got into a fight with Hotaru earlier didn't I? Now I have to appolagize." Mikan whined to herself.

"Apology accepted, Baka." A voice said from the door. Mikan turned to see Hotaru, and smiled widely.

"Thanks, Hotaru-chan!" Mikan said, trying to hug Hotaru only to be hit with a baka gun. Man, what a day what a day.