I should REALLY get to finishing my other crap.
I don't own Gakuen Alice or McDonald's.
This one's for SleepyKlutz. Extremely delayed midear, sorry, but here nonetheless! She reviewed every chapter with these huge ass reviews that really made me smile because I checked my inbox and it was like "BAM!" Because I know that if I read a story with multiple chapters, I'd just review the last chapter. So thanks :)!
Sketchy
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"The first time I saw you, it looked like you were dealing drugs outside of McDonald's."
"We were actually trying to figure out who would have to look like the moron and get the kid's meals."
"…I really don't know what's worse."
"Shut up, they were giving out Pokemon cards."
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Heartbroken Confession
(Sketchy: (adj) suspicious, often used to describe a dubious action or person)
"Will you stop petting me?"
Keeping a firm and slender hand on the key she was shoving into the ignition, she turned to the boy with sparkling amber eyes. With an easy grin, Mikan ruffled a manicured hand through the boy's tousled grey hair. "Come on, kid. I'm proud of you!" Her nose cringing upwards lightly, "And your hair is disturbingly sweaty."
Youichi flushed and dug himself further into the grey leather seat of his older cousin's SUV. "I just played a three hour game of soccer, of course it's going to be gross. Just shut up and drive."
"I'm still proud of you. You scored more than half your team's goals!" Mikan's inner soccer fanatic squealed with excitement. Hitting her blinker light, her eyes softened. "Your parents would have been excited too."
Youichi's eyes shifted hastily towards the window, reflecting the passing scenery. "You've only known them for two months since you moved in. They would have cared less, if they came. They'd rather I stay in and study all day."
"I'm sure they're happy as long as you are." The words were spoken with fragility and the thirteen year old boy winced at his cousin's tone. With guilt, he became conscious of the fact Mikan had just lost her parents three months ago.
Clearing his throat, he propped his feet up onto her dashboard. "Let's get some McDonald's."
Mikan choked but quickly composed herself. Her baby cousin wanted to eat fast food? The same baby cousin that called her a fat pig the first time they met, when she was at the tender age of six, and he, only a two year old? "Alright, but it's on you." She laughed. "And get your feet off my car, brat."
Youichi tucked his arms behind his head and stuck his tongue out, refusing to plant his feet down. "Make me."
Mikan sighed, but with a smile painted onto her face. Her favorite thing about spending time with her cousin was that he didn't make a big deal out of her late parents. She didn't want any more "I'm sorry"s from people who didn't understand, or sympathetic glances that made her feel pathetic and hopeless. He gave her her own space.
Angling her wheel to the right, she slid easily into the McDonald's parking lot.
"That looks legal." Youichi snorted as Mikan parked. She quirked an eyebrow at the younger teen, and he jutted a thumb out the window. Tilting her head, she stared at the car, three empty parking spaces away from them. It was a nice looking Range Rover, surrounded by three teenage boys exchanging something she could not quite make out.
Her eyes narrowed in distaste. "What a bunch of morons, huh."
Youichi brushed a finger under his nose and tucked his hands into his uniform pockets. "Let's just get your poison and get out of here."
"How many times must I tell you, ignorant baby cousin, " She beamed, flinging her door open; her auburn hair swaying as she leaned to the left. "that their fries are not poison, but Heaven?"
He spoke in deadpan, "Yeah. Heaven-- if you've been a good person before you die from eating them."
"Oh, you foolish child." She woed dramatically, spinning her keys in her hand. Youichi rolled his eyes at his cousin's actions and quickened his pace, turning around he sighed. "I'm going to get your food, okay? Stay here."
"Hey--" Before Mikan could say anything, Youichi disappeared inside. With a crooked grin, she leaned against the pole of the large McDonald's sign and decided to wait. It was nice to be pampered once in a while.
A whistle pierced through the air, and a boy from the suspicious looking Range Rover leaned forward. A wolfish grin was plastered on his well sculpted face, and his dark brown eyes twinkled. He brushed his hand over his head, due to a coherent lack of hair (buzz cut, possibly, Mikan wondered. Surely a teenager would not be bald normally. Unless he was ill… great. Now she felt like a bitch). Running his eyes up Mikan, she shivered at the feeling of violation. "I like what I see."
Clearly not as provocative as his bald friend, the blond boy next to him elbowed him in the gut in frowned disapprovingly. A boy with sand colored hair that was resting on the front top of the car rolled his eyes and took a sip out of his cup. Mikan couldn't help but wonder if it was really soda, or alcohol in disguise. She wouldn't be surprised.
"Mochiage." A deep, silky voice provided Mikan with the name of the creep that had ran his eyes up her body like a scanner over a bar code.
The creep frowned in clear disappointment. "Aw, come on, Natsume. Lighten up, don't be such a Hyuuga." He turned back to Mikan and grinned.
The "Natsume" character gave his head a shake and an audible sigh was heard. Mikan tried to take a closer peak of what he looked like, but with the sun setting and him sitting inside the car, she could barely make out a silhouette. The one thing that did catch her notice even through poor lighting and a darkened window was red. She could tell he had piercing ruby eyes, which took her breath her way. Albino… began to run its way through her mind when Youichi burst out from the door, a hand pinched over his nose. He shoved the bag in her direction as if it was a bag of dead rats and not french fries.
"I do like what I see." The creep repeated.
Narrowing her amber eyes and pursing her naturally glossy pink lips, she folded a hand over Youichi's shoulder protectively. She snorted, "Take a picture."
Basking in a sliver of triumph at the look of horror on the boy's face, she backed her car up and turned out of the parking lot.
Youichi leaned at an awkward angle to catch a glimpse of Mochiage's face one last time. He shook his head, "You do realize you probably will go to school with him?"
Mikan shrugged. Youichi grumbled, "The first day of school is tomorrow. Don't go around making enemies."
Enemies, Mikan agreed, was something she didn't need more of in life. Nonhumans and humans alike.
Hyuuga Natsume, Mikan concluded the next morning, was most definitely not albino. She fought against the blush making its way through her face as she took another peek and swung her leg harshly, shooting the soccer ball straight into the goal. She was at the early morning soccer tryouts and blessed her heavenly spirits Natsume was the boy's captain.
She ogled shamelessly as the he played shirts versus skins (he was skins) against new recruits. He was of tall stature-- around five ten. His lean, tan body was well sculpted, muscles rippling gently from every spot possible. A strong arm was used to brush back his long and unruly raven bangs that cast a light shadow over his piercing, unforgettable red eyes. Sketchy or not, he was undeniably and easily the most gorgeous creature she'd ever laid her eyes on.
"Hey, kid." She blinked and easily receipted the ball whizzing for head with a jump, letting it hit her chest and roll down to her leg where she gave it a few kicks up for show before letting it settle in her hand. She looked up from the ball to the boy who had kicked it, quite obviously aimed it, at her. Hyuuga Natsume analyzed her with cold eyes before giving her a nod. "Looks like Koizumi's got some good recruits this year." Turning around, he shot her a wave backwards. "Maybe she should take a picture."
That should have been music to her ears, but Mikan was too busy checking out his backside.
Nope, definitely not albino.
She was going to like it here.
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I felt like I was losing the drabble element of this whole drabble series thing, so thats where it ends :)
Yours Truly,
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Jai