me: It's here
me: It's here. This is it. You guys ready? Because I kid you not. I am absolutely miserable. I'm MISERABLE. I'm dying here. I'm sad to see this story go. It's definitely my favorite out of the ones I've written. Hm. :(
Koko: The FINAL chapter.
me: Yes yes yes. Only two people wanted an epilogue? Okay. I guess that's a no? Anyways, sorry this took so long. There are a few reasons. First, I was busy for 3 weeks and was unable to really do anything about my stories for that period of time. Then, I revised it repeatedly, out of dissatisfaction with the ending. I came up with the ending that I liked the most, the ending would have been the epilogue. But, since no one really asked for one, I decided to make the final chapter longer as opposed to stretching out the story any further. I really wish I could reach 300 reviews.. guess I'll aim for that with my next story.
Koko: Mhmm. In dedication to Sakura-hime246 and SpringFairy15
Hotaru: Disclaimer's Note: Lilmissmex3 does not own Gakuen Alice.
me: Teehee. Not to advertise or anything.. but anyone wanna check out my other story, Eternal Happiness? ;) But anyway, I'll miss you all!
Final Chapter
Chapter 12: Clarification
2:23 a.m.
Sakura Mikan rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, blowing her bangs out of her face in the process. She tilted slightly to the right side in an attempt to ease up the pressure on her left arm. She discreetly glared at the woman next to her who had fallen asleep and had a tendency to droop her head on Mikan's broken arm. Mikan stared impatiently at the clock; wondering why her mother had yet to arrive. She should have been able to escape from Fukutan by now.
Right after, like god had answered her thoughts, Mikan's mother arrived. She skidded to a stop and bent down to examine Mikan's cast, immediately gushing over her.
"Oh my god! Are you okay?! What's wrong with it? How did this happen?! Does it still hurt?! Who brought you here?! I must thank that person!!" Yuka interrogated; her eyes widened.
"I'm okay, it's broken, I tripped down the stairs at Luna's, it hurts a little, and Natsume brought me here." Mikan answered calmly as her mother blew and fanned the arm. Mikan helped up her hyper ventilating mother with her good arm and the two proceeded to leave the gloomy, glossy white hospital hall.
Mikan watched with amusement as Yuka nearly tripped over an old woman while fawning over her injury. She nearly chuckled when Yuka knocked over a magazine rack, toppling a middle aged man with last month's issue of Bijin Hyakka, Fashion News, Fudge, Blenda, Jille, Popteen, Can Can, Pichi Lemon, Cawaii, and Classy. Was it just her, or did this hospital really need to update their magazine subscriptions?
Yuka fumbled all the way to the parking lot while Mikan watched with a half amused expression and the other half slightly worried that Yuka would trip down that stairs.
The two boarded the silver Mercedes Benz CLK-Class Coupe with Mikan helping Yuka into the driver's seat. It really did make you wonder who it was that hurt themselves.
Mikan stepped gracefully into the passenger's seat and shut the door with a click; strapping her seatbelt swiftly and with ease (for a person in a cast).She turned to her hyperventilating mom.
"Mom. Calm down before I call Youichi to take a taxi over and drive us home." Yuka closed her eyes and exhaled deeply in an attempt to calm herself.
"Now. Turn the key in the ignition. Okay. Good. Now ease the car out of the space." Mikan guided as Yuka calmed down a great deal.
They drove for a good 10 minutes before Yuka was calm enough to question her without having a spasm. After a fair amount of explaining, Mikan decided to ask her mom for advice on her problems.
"I talked to Natsume today." She started.
"That's good. You two used to be inseparable." Yuka nodded thoughtfully.
"I ran out before he replied. I was... scared. Luna tried to comfort me." Mikan added.
"I thought you hated that Luna girl?" Yuka asked, her eyebrows furrowed but her eyes focused on the road.
"I did. But, I don't know. She's a lot.. better than I thought she was. But, I don't know. She's okay. I don't necessarily consider her my best friend just because she gave Natsume up." Mikan answered, being realistic about the situation.
"But there's a problem. I didn't really hear what they were saying because I wasn't really right in the mind at the moment. But when I fell, Luna tried to catch me, but she just missed. The problem is, everyone thinks she shoved me... I think." Mikan said hesitantly.
"Oh, poor thing. She was doing a good thing." Yuka frowned. "Mikan, you have to clear things up."
"But. They'll want to know why Luna was trying to save me. I mean, no one will buy it. They know that we're supposed to be 'rivals'" Mikan replied, using air quotes (air quote, seeing she only had one hand to do so with) on the word "rivals".
"It doesn't matter if they think you're up to something Mikan-chan. It's more important to do the right thing." Yuka said like a real mother. Mikan stared in admiration, she missed the moments when her mother would be all motherlike.
"I'll clear things up. I promise." Mikan smiled, knowing her mother could see it through the side of her eyes.
--x--
6:00 a.m.
"Youichi-kunnnnn!" Mikan sing songed as she slammed open the teenage boys room door, smacking it straight into his shadow gray wall. The boy whom was still sleeping peacefully groaned and rubbed his eyes. He rolled to his side; opening his eyes to glare at his sister.
"It's 6 a.m. I thought you hurt your arm, I didn't know you damaged your brain too." Youichi snorted. Mikan smiled sarcastically and walked up to him; she pinched his cheek dramatically with her good hand.
"You are TOO adorable!" She squeaked in a high pitch voice. "Now, cute little boy, it's your turn to drive me to school."
Youichi blinked in confusion.
"You need to wake me up at 6 for that?" Youichi frowned when his sister replied with a nearly demonic smirk.
He was definitely in for it.
--x--
7:00 a.m.
"I. despise. you." Youichi muttered, glaring at his older sister.
"Love you too!" Mikan grinned. She placed her good arm on her brother's shoulder, using him as an armrest. She grinned at the fact that she was still slightly taller than her younger sibling. She sighed in joy and looked up at the ceiling, tilting her ponytail back.
"Now!" She cheered, patting his shoulder. "Let's go eat breakfast and then you can drive us to school."
Youichi huffed before storming off in annoyance; mumbling incoherent things under his breath.
Mikan sighed in joy and placed her good arm on her hip.
"It is too fun to torture younger siblings!" She followed behind Youichi and walked into their dining room; where they were soon to be overwhelmed by the smell of fresh pancakes with the finest maple syrup and hand churned butter. In short, it was a breakfast for Mikan to enjoy before she had to start thinking of how to help Luna, one of the last people she thought she would ever help.
Mikan frowned at her pancakes at the thought of what she would do. Youichi glanced over at his sister's upset face and sighed.
"So, which car am I driving?" Youichi grinned.
"I guess... since I love you so much, you can drive the Vanquish."
--x--
8:00 a.m.
Mikan slipped out of the white Vanquish; almost immediately, a group of students freshmen to seniors crowded around her, sharpies in hand. Mikan exhaled and pushed her arm slightly forward to let the crowd sign her cast. She rolled her eyes to the top, staring as the clouds floated by.
"Can I sign?" She jumped as Hyuuga Natsume suddenly showed up in front of her.
"Um. Yeah." She responded, looking away. She held back a blush as she recalled last night's incident.
"Soo. Uhh." Mikan started.
"See you." Natsume replied as he capped the pen and walked away with a casual wave and grin.
She stared in awe as he simply walked away. She stared at his retreating back as she felt the ends of her lip tugging up. One thought came to mind.
Friends.
What he meant by see you later, well, that's simple. He'd see her in homeroom. And maybe then, they could finally have a normal civilized talk.
--x--
Mikan took her homeroom seat as people questioned her; all asking if she was okay. Others sat in their chairs, whispering and gossiping about Luna that was late.
"Ne, ne. I heard the Luna was the one who shoved Sakura down the stairs."
"That's what I heard too!"
"Geez. That Luna girl really wants to be popular that bad?"
"What a bitch!"
"Let's put gum on her chair."
"Just wait until lunch. I hopes she likes tomato soup for conditioner."
Mikan sunk in her seat as she heard all the whispers, holding her head in her good hand.
From behind her, Natsume stared as she sunk in her seat.
"Shut up." Natsume said, catching the classes attention.
"In case you idiots haven't noticed, your idiotic assumptions are making Sakura uncomfortable." He said, plopping his feet on the desk and stuffing his hands in his pockets.
The students muttered quick apologies before quietly resuming their conversations. Mikan rolled her eyes at their attempt to hide their whispers from her. She turned around to face Natsume.
"Thank you." She grinned. He stared at her with his piercing crimson eyes. She blinked and shifted in her seat uncomfortably.
"What?" She mumbled.
"So. We're okay. Right?" Natsume tried to confirm. Mikan shrugged.
"Depends. What's your definition of okay?"
"You know. Like. We used to be." Mikan frowned.
"I think we should go way back to what we used to be. Friends."
"Hm. I guess that makes sense."
"Yes. It does."
"Wanna go see a movie later?"
"Oh yeah! We should go see Dark Knight!"
"Remember when we used to read Batman Comics after our bedtime with a flashlight when we were little?"
"Oh! That was so much fun. We should do it again."
"We're gonna have a sleepover?"
"Yeah. We used to always have sleepovers. What's wrong with that?"
"Well. At this age, the definition of sleepover has much more depth if it's between a girl and a guy."
"Oh! Natsume! EW. That's just gross. You turned so dirt--" Mikan was interrupted when the entire room went silent and the door slid open.
It was absolute silence when Luna walked in, her hair hanging over her face. She quietly walked to her seat while the students began to chatter again, creating more senseless rumors. The bell rung, their homeroom teacher Narumi, not showing up one again.
"Natsume. You want to eat lunch with me later?" Mikan smiled.
"Sure. But I have to go take care of some stuff first. So I might be a little late."
"That's fine. It'll give us time to catch up." Mikan waved as Natsume left. She glanced over at Luna who had yet to move from her chair. She was hit with a wave of guilt. Wincing, she walked away, shaking the guilt out of her system. She was going to do something about it. So she didn't need to feel all guilty. She was definitely going to fix this. She just... didn't know how yet.
--x--
Mikan exited the elegant white doors of the main entrance of the East wing. She stepped onto the perfectly done glossed granite tiles. She walked past the rest of people
Mikan sighed as she sat down on the fountain edge with a Luna bar in hand. She winced at the irony. Luna.. Luna bar. Mikan glared at the bush a few feet from her.
Poor bush. It couldn't even run away from the glare like people could. She tossed the empty Luna Bar wrapper into the trash when she was done and stormed off to her last class before lunch.
--x--
Mikan stepped into the cafeteria, worry etched on her face. The day was nearly over, yet she had done nothing to help the situation. She scanned the room for Luna, and alas, she found her.
Luna sat alone in a lunch table at the corner; holding back the tears the threatened to pour out. A girl smirked as she walked by, pretending that her foot got caught on a chair, the girl lunged forward and poured her food all over Luna.
"Oh. Woops. Sorry, Luna-chan." The girl smirked before walking away, leaving her entire tray there. Everyone else snickered and began discreetly tossing food at the girl. Mikan frowned in displeasure and walked over to Luna's table. People silenced and stopping their fire (or should I say, food) power. They stared in expectation for a cat fight.
Mikan inhaled with her eyes closed before proceeding. She slammed her good hand against the tabletop. Opening her chocolate brown eyes; she glared the crowd.
"You guys have something to say?" She questioned in a voice that was stern and cold.
Most people shuddered; but there were still the idiotic people, such as some of the guys, that had only been around for the few months they had been in school, who didn't know you shouldn't cross Sakura Mikan.
"Yeah! That chick behind you is a little whore who shoves people down stairs!" A random guy shouted.
Mikan glared the the boy who just grinned. Oh, poor, unknowing little boy.
To everyone's surprise, Mikan started cracking up. Friends exchanged glances with other friends. What was wrong with Sakura Mikan?
Mikan wiped a tear from her eye and frowned.
"Is that what you all believe?" She asked again. Immediately, scattered and idiotic yells of response came from every direction. Mikan rolled her eyes, wishing both her arms were mobile. At least that way, she could cover her ears and protect them from idiotic screaming.
Aggravated, she stepped on the top of the table. Hearing Mikan's black Dolce & Gabbama heels, that she had somehow got the teachers to approve appropriate for the uniform, click against the table, Luna looked up in horror to see the crippled girl standing at the top of the table. Her already towering height of 5'8", towering for a girl her age, became overwhelmingly over 6 feet. And, well, standing on the top of a lunch table, no matter HOW nice the table is, in heels while crippled did not seem like a good idea to Luna.
"Mikan! Get down from there before you hurt yourself!" Luna hissed to the girl.
Mikan turned on her heel gracefully, not one sign of faltering or falling.
"I'll be fine. Now, darling, let me save your reputation's sorry little butt before it gets flushed down the drain along with my dead fish, Goldy." Mikan smiled sarcastically. She didn't have time to be nice. Mikan was being nice. In her own crazy little way.
That, Luna knew. She smiled sheepishly and sat back down, but not taking her eyes off Mikan. This time, if she fell, she would definitely catch her.
"Everyone! Like, Shut, Up!!" Mikan yelled. Everyone immediately froze; too scared to move.
"Now. I'm sorry to say this, but your mindless rumors have seriously, gotten out of hand this time. I mean really, last I heard, the rumor that was being passed around was that Luna had super powers that let her control souls and make them do whatever she wanted to. And then she used those powers to threaten people to help her in her evil plan to get me away from Natsume? Yeah, right, sure. Super powers? You guys are kidding me."
"Even if she didn't have super powers, she did shove you down the stairs, I mean, I saw!" Said the girl from last night, the one that had blamed Luna in the first place.
Mikan sucked on the side of her cheek and tapped her heels.
"If anyone knew what actually happened, don't you think it would be me?"
"Well then, Sakura-san, what exactly did happen?" The girl questioned in an extremely cocky manner. Mikan stared in wonder, how could these people practically stalk and worship her, then drama comes and they act all bitchy?
"Well. I was crying about personal matters which you have no need to know about, and I tripped over the freaking bump, that I'm sure you would have noticed if you weren't half the nerd you are and was actually invited." Mikan glared.
"Personal matters? Sounds to me like you're lying." Someone answered. Everyone began laughing and resumed tossing food; this time hitting Mikan as well.
Mikan screeched and closed her eyes, her jaw slacking. Bitches. Yes.
A low growling sound emitted from the base of her throat as she wiped a tomato off her face. Tomatoes? Oh, come on. Throwing tomatoes at someone could not possibly get any more cliche. Mikan made an attempt to walk off the now, smoothie coated table, only to slip on her heels and land on her tailbone. She winced in pain, rubbing her backside as other people cracked up.
She glared at them ruthlessly. It was obvious, these people clearly did not care that she was injured. They were also too stupid to realize the only reason they were picking on Luna in the first place was because of her. Now, they were the ones causing her harm. Well, technically, the only part of her aching was her arm from the after shake, and her poor aching backside. But they had damaged her heels and skirt! The skirt was fine, it was just the standard uniform skirt. But her poor, poor heels were forever doomed to a big, fat, pink, strawberry-banana smoothie pain.
She growled again and her eyes, burning with rage, scanned the room. She winced when she heard the clicks of the students taking pictures with their camera phones.
Luna and her shared a look. It was a look of compromise. Forget they ever had any problems with each other, and when everything was back to normal, make everyone else suffer for ruining their shoes.
The crowd continued to pelt whatever they could find (very strange objects. Someone threw a Tamagotchi. Seriously. Who even plays with those things anymore?)
"Oi! Oi! Ya' wanna fight, huh?!" Mikan got up and screamed, only to get smacked in the face by pasta. Okay, what the hell was the lunch today?!
The door slammed open, revealing a slightly sweaty from running and completely furious Hyuuga Natsume and large crowd of 13 behind him. His crimson red eyes blazed with anger, like he was ready to kill at any moment. Everyone stopped what they were doing to stare. Most people sank in their seat; afraid for their lives.
Mikan sat up and wiped the pasta off her face. She looked up in awe as the firing stopped and the room went silent. She followed everyone else's gaze to see Natsume standing there, furious as ever.
"Oh. Hi Natsume," Mikan greeted the boy. Natsume's eyes roamed over to her. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he carefully walked over, the people behind him in tow, he kicked a guy to the side and kept walking.
"Don't stand in my way," Natsume snorted as a warning. He walked over to Mikan and pulled a piece of pasta out of her hair.
"Fettuccini." Natsume stated. "Your favorite."
"Actually, Natsume my dear, my new favorite is Capellini." Mikan pointed with her good arm while looking to her side, only to find a big goop. A nice little mixture of the food being thrown at her. Yum. Delicious.
Natsume quirked a brow. "Since when?"
"Since the big spaghetti fiasco," Mikan's nose cringed as the memory. (refer to chapter 4)
"Ah. I thought that was linguini."
"No, but, you know, they are quite easy to get mixed up."
"Hm. Yes."
People stared as the two continued with their conversation about pasta. They were expecting Natsume to bite their heads off. But, no, he starts up a nice little conversation about spaghetti.
What.
The.
Fresh.
Fuck.
"Uhh.." Luna spoke up.
"What?" Mikan and Natsume asked simultaneously.
"Err." Luna pointed to the crowd behind them. The two turned around; the crowd stared wordlessly, completely lost and confused.
"Let me make this clear. You leave Mikan and Koizumi alone. You get that? Good. If you don't, you can speak to either me or my friends over here." Natsume explained, pointing to the crowd behind him.
With a smirk he said, "Well. I might go easy on you. But these kiddies over here, they won't let you off easy." He then took Mikan's hand and dragged her off elsewhere to get cleaned off.
Anna stepped to the front and cracked her knuckles. The crowd stiffened.
"You guys messing with my friend?" Her eyes twitched irritably.
"You better not be. Hey, you know, this chick ain't as sweet as she looks." Misaki stepped up, putting an elbow on Anna's shoulder.
"Word of advice." Aoi stepped up next to Misaki.
"Shut the," Nonoko continued,
"Fuck up." Sumire snorted.
"Before anyone…" Nobara added,
"Gets hurt. And a fee will be charged for us beating the stupid out of you." Hotaru sneered.
The boys nodded in agreement and snickered.
The crowd mumbled in defeat before sitting down in their seats.
"Oh my god. I can't believe I just threw food at Mikan. She's gonna kill me." A girl whined.
"UGH! I blame the heat of the moment!" Another girl groaned.
"Dude. Do you think I still have a chance at Luna even though I threw a meatball at her?"
"No way man."
"We should apologize.."
And just like that, somehow, things were magically fixed. Definitely not as big of a deal as they had thought it would be. But isn't that a good thing?
--x--
Several Months Later
March, Graduation Day.
Mikan exited the elegant white doors of the main entrance of the East wing. She stepped onto the perfectly done glossed granite tiles. Similar to what she had done a few months ago during the Luna incident. Except, this time, her and Luna had created an alliance (which, by the way, revenge they did get, through a harmless prank they played on Halloween), she was wearing a shiny white robe, and it was graduation day.
She grinned as she thought back on the rest of their senior year, the drama at the beginning of the year, Nonoko and Hotaru's birthday (she threw Hotaru a surprise party that Hotaru not so surprisingly, found out about), Halloween, Natsume's birthday party (she got to shove an entire triple layer chocolate cake into his face, it was awesome), Christmas, her own birthday party (which by the way, was the kick ass of all parties, if she was to gloat), her beating Natsume on their last exams (making her valedictorian just in time for graduation!) and the most recent Triple Birthday Bash they held for Ruka pyon, Koko, and Anna. She grinned, staring at the sky. This year was definitely the best, this year, she had true friends other than just Nobara, creating more opportunities to have fun and let loose.
"Mi-chan!" Aoi cheered; skipping over with Youichi's hand in hers. Mikan quirked a brow.
"Since when..." Mikan started.
"Since last night, at the graduation dinner party." Aoi grinned.
"The tragic night of Youich--" Aoi slapped Youichi on the arm.
"Hush it, jerk!" She stuck her tongue out at him.
"If you want me to kiss you that bad..." He started before Aoi punched him on the arm playfully.
"Well. Aren't you two cute." Hotaru said, riding over on a strange scooter. Though, there was no need to question Hotaru and her strange inventions. Mikan smiled at how she had gotten used to it. It felt nice to make close friends.
"Imai!!" Ruka groaned, panting as he caught up with her.
"Come on!" He whined.
"You want this back?" Hotaru grinned, holding up a picture of Ruka with a party hat and cake smudged all over his face, his tongue sticking out.
"Hotaru. You want me to give this to everyone if you don't spare Ruka on this little graduation day of ours?" Mikan grinned maniacally, her chocolate brown eyes dancing with joy. Hotaru stared at the picture in Mikan's hand, in it, Ruka and her sharing a piece of cake. In their mouths. Ahem. Insert blush.
Hotaru blushed and looked away. She handed the photo back to Ruka while mumbling incoherently. Ruka grinned and kissed her on the cheek, reddening her cheeks even further.
"This must be the love bird nest." Anna rolled her eyes, her hand in Koko's hand.
"You're the one to talk," Nonoko grinned, popping out of nowhere with Yuu holding onto her hands as well.
"Aw. You little one's are so cute." Misaki giggled.
"Though we're only a few months older…" Tsubasa pondered, scratching the back of his head. Earning him a smack in the head from his girlfriend, Misaki.
Sumire and Mochu stared at each other.
"Please?" Mochu asked, shooting her the puppy eyes.
"Ugh. No!" Sumire cried.
"Aw. Come on! We're supposed to be the 7th match! It all fits! Like the last piece of the puzzle!" Mochu complained.
Mikan rolled her eyes as someone silently slipped into a spot next to her. Taking his hand she looked over, straight into his crimson eyes.
"This is it. The end of our senior year."
"It was eventful." Natsume snorted.
"And chocolaty," Mikan giggled.
"I'm gonna get you back for that." Natsume grinned.
"Sure you will."
"I know I will,"
"Mhm. So, whatever did happen to that mission you had to stay 'It'?"
"Please, my Battle To Be 'It'? That war was long since ended."
"Really, now? When was the peace treaty signed?"
"When I got my boyfriend back."
With a grin and kiss, everything seemed to be perfect.
--x--
Graduation
Graduation Speech,
Mikan looked up to the sky, pondering upon the ending of her speech. With a grin she looked down at the paper. With the closing of her hand she crumpled up the last page. She decided that there was a change to it. A lesson that was more important than to just study hard. A life lesson for the children out there who would go through the dramas of feeling unimportant, or the adults that had lost their ways, or maybe even the confused teenagers who wondered why they were even in this world. The feeling of unimportance, and the feeling that she had felt when she saw Natsume kissing another girl, years ago. A feeling that was unnecessary and avoidable if they knew what to do.
"Always remember one thing, no one thinks you're not important. Every person in the world is important and has value. The more you believe that you're not important, the less that people will want to be around you. You can't just pull yourself down and expect people to come and check up on you. Don't live life thinking you're worth nothing. Because everyone is important. Everyone is born with a mission, value, and someone they need to make happy."
"You have to be confident and make a name for yourself."
El Fin.
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me: (sob) It's.. over! :(
Koko: It was a good run. We'll miss you all.
Me: Ughh. I can't believe this is my last time doing this.
Koko: Just get it over with (pats on back)
Me: Wahhhhh!! Well, I hope you all liked the ending.
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