So, I'm a week late, but I'm a victim of extreme writers block! I've got so much planned for this story, but I've never committed to a story like this before. The longest that I ever had was about seven thousand words and poorly written. I'm not sure if weekly posts will work for my schedule, but I'll try. Remember, every word has to be processed and I fear that if I rush my thought process than both the quality and the storyline will go to dirt. So, enjoy? Thanks for the reviews and the support. I promise that the next one will be extra long, but the way that the scenes work, this one had to be kind of short.

I'm done ranting, continue with the story.

Yawning, I lifted my arm to find that it wasn't the one wrapped around my waist. And that indescribable smell is surely not my sweaty unchanged clothing. I realized then that I wasn't in my bed, and more importantly, I wasn't alone.
Should I try to get up? What if I wake...
Slightly stirred by my movement, he tightened his hug that I was wrapped in, "mnehh, Mikan."
Am I in his dream or something, does he know that I'm awake and listening to him?
A voice in the back of my mind snickered, what does it look like?
Suddenly, he started moving and I heard a yawn from behind me. I decided that It would be best to pretend to be asleep. My eyes lightly closed and I waited for him to wake.
He yawned until, "-Mikan?"
I felt a hand drop to my unharmed cheek and caress it softly.
A hand slipped under my knees and another's dear my upper back.
I felt movement, like walking, and suddenly I was gently placed on my bed.
I waited for about a minute, more than enough time for him to start doing something, before deciding to 'wake up'.
Before I could open my eyes, I felt something on my forehead; like, lips?
They were gone before the second had past and I heard footsteps walking away from my bed.
I slowly stretched and yawned, rising out of my bed. Since Natsume was in the bathroom, which I usually got first, I started changing out here.
I pulled off my clothes from yesterday and replaced them with my academy uniform. When I finished I decided that since we had an extra hour to get ready today that we can have breakfast here.
I walked over to the stove and turned it on, before walking to the fridge to get eggs, bacon, and hash browns.
I started cooking all of them and, since I'm relatively skilled in cooking, they all looked good.
The bathroom door opened and a still messy-haired Natsume walked out, "Food."
I giggled, "Yes, Natsume. Food!"
I finished it and we both ate, hardly exchanging a word.
"Mikan, you should cook more," he chomped on his food.
With nothing to occupy myself with other than eating, my mind wandered to Natsume.
He sat across the table from me, looking attractively messy. Wait, what?
I can't be interested in Natsume, can I?
Pushing it out of my mind, I got up to go get ready in the bathroom.
I was wigged and ready in ten minutes, so I left the bathroom feeling strange being a guy again.
I walked in on Natsume finishing the last dish in the sink. We both met half way throu the room.
"Ready?" He asked in a bored, un conversational voice.
"Just about, you?"
The door burst open to a messy haired blonde, "Ready?"
Natsume sighed, partially comedically, "I assume we're all ready."
Ruka questioned quietly while we walked to the door, "how was the mission last night?"
My hand unconsciously went to the bandage on my cheek. Now that I think about it, an inch from where it hit could have killed me.
I winced at the intensity. I allowed myself a second of thought but,- "Are you okay, Mikan?"
Ruka's soft hand lightly took mine from my cheek.
Natsume coughed, "Minoru."
I smiled, "I'm fine," and I was. In that second, I was lucky to be fine, and I surely didn't want to think about what ifs.
Natsume raised an eyebrow at my sudden smile and said, "Remember, leave the Cheshire Cat smile in the dorm."
I shot him a glare of venom, "Funny."
Ruka awkwardly grabbed one of each of our hands and dragged us towards the garden that was still our temporary classroom.
When we got there, our blonde teacher met the class to tell us that, since we could use the rebuilding funds, we would be making things to sell at the town for money to rebuild our education!
Or at least, that's how the banner put it.
Narumi-Sensei separated groups, landing me in the baking group and Ruka and Natsume in the art group.
I looked around my seemingly unfriendly group until I found a bespectacled blonde boy waving at me. T least I have someone friendly.
Before we could start, Narumi pulled me aside, "I've noticed that you spend a lot of time with Ruka and Natsume, are you romantically involved with either one?" It sounded more like a statement than a question.
"Um, no." Are you? (XD)
"Okay, just checking." He sauntered off.

I wiped the debris off of my cheek as I put Yuu's and my cake into the oven.
I was the only one in my group with good experience cooking, so I had to help all of the mini- groups.
"Mino! Why is the batter dry? It has enough milk!"
I walked over to Koko and Kitsune-me and looked into their making bowl.
"You forgot olive oil and add a bit of water too."
Koko stood with his hand to his temple, "Yes sir!" As I walked away, I felt someone grab my arms and whirl me around.
"Wha-?" I was interrupted my a mouth and face full of flour.
"You two..." I could feel my face forming the scariest face that I could force it to make.
"Uh, calm down Minoru-San," Yuu scaredly tried to salve my anger.
I took a breath and grabbed two eggs before walking forward and cracking them both. Into their faces.
By this time, most of our group had finished and left, leaving Koko, Yuu, Kitsune-me and me here.
Yuu ran between our groups, not managing to stop our quarrel, but instead finding himself covered in olive oil.
All of a sudden, oven trays were shields and cake ingredients were flying through the air like missiles.
I grabbed Yuu's hand and pulled him behind a fridge, dodging the flying batter that would have hit both of us.
I grabbed a tray of eggs, ready to use my grenades to enialate the enemy.
I ran back out towards them until I felt my shoe slip in the cake battered floor.
The eggs in my hand went flying up and ended up hitting me in the face.
Koko and Kitsune-me were both laughing themselves silly, leaning on islands and rolling in flour- filled spots on the floor.
Yuu came up to me and offered me a hand. I grabbed it and pulled, landing myself a spot standing above the mess, looking down at a brown wig, glued to the floor with batter.
Shi-
"Holy shit!" Koko ran to me and ripped the cap that kept my hair folded to my head off.
My brown curls fell free around me and I looked at the astonished boys around me.
The silence was almost scary, until Kitsune-me said jokingly, "So you aren't gay!"
I sighed, "No, I'm not."
Koko pulled out his phone and pressed some buttons. I heard ringing and he put it to his ear, "Listen, we have to talk about your roommate. Yeah, she's great. You and Ruka, if he knows, have to come down here to the kitchen, 'Kay? It's just me, Kitsu and Yuu, don't worry. See ya man."
I looked towards my feet and suddenly felt very alone with the boys that I had been hanging with just earlier.
Suddenly the door opened and Yuu jumped in front of me before relaxing at the sight of my roommate and his blue eyed companion.
"What trouble have you gotten into this time?!"
I looked at my feet, wondering if I could just disappear, evaporate into the air like water and escape my position.
I decided that I should do that and made a dash for the door, before Koko caught my wrist, "Where are you going looking like that?"
We looked at the wig, molded to the ground and I picked it up, squeezing oil and chocolate out of it.
Ruka-Pyon ripped off his sweatshirt and offered it to me. I chucked the wig into the waste bin and slipped the hoody on, letting it reach my mid thigh.
"Could we resume this in my dorm in half an hour?" Natsume said begrudgingly.
"I'm down with that," Kitsu shrugged at us.

Here you go. as soon as I get some more written, I'll post the next chapter, which I expect to be one of the longest yet. How about that though? They found out! Don't worry, I have some more romance coming up for you soon but I don't expect them to really be together for at least four chapters. Keepin' it slow, right? Feedback would be appreciated, heck, anything is appreciated. Your reading is appreciated. Happy Thanksgiving!