Weeee! Im kind of happy.. before, I was using Microsoft word 2003.. now Im using 2007!!! XD..well, there's not much difference anyways :| I had some trouble writing this chapter.. I kept on being tempted to play games instead . but finally, I was able to write this!!! Hahaha..

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How the Pawn Became the King's Queen

Chapter 13

"What do you mean, Miku!?" Rin shouted at her.

"Did you see his face? The way he looked at her? I'm sure you did. Those were the eyes of a man in love. Natsume's ready to die for her! I can't possibly go against him!" Miku replied, her eyes full of fear. She feared Natsume's love for Mikan. She doesn't know how far he'd go if Mikan gets hurt. She trembled with the thought.

"Miku, we can't just lose hope! She's a good-for-nothing! She's not good in either studies or sports! I'm sure we're better than her!"

Miku glared at Rin. "If you love him, you'll let him go."

Rin was surprised. Such words… "I love him.. that's why I'm ready to fight for him."

"It's meaningless. Don't waste your efforts. Don't fight a battle that can never be won."

"No matter what you say, I'll fight."

"Do what you must. I am out of the fanclub. You can mobilize the members as it pleases you."

Miku left. Rin felt her blood boil in anger. She cursed Mikan. She allowed the use of the Truth Potion not only to please herself but also to know more about Natsume. She never thought things would turn out this way.

Mikan, she thought, must be exterminated.

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Mikan sat quietly in her seat. She was as red as a tomato. She knew at least that much. Ruka kept silent beside her but he knew something was amiss. Natsume, on the other hand, kept silent too. He sometimes glanced at her, but she forced her mind to think she was just imagining it. Although, of course, she wasn't.

Natsume was nervous. He had fragments of memory on what happened while he was in the control of the truth potion. It seemed like his soul was pulled away from his body and he was watching himself from the distance. It freaked him out. He never thought his feelings were so strong already. What if he can't suppress them anymore? What would he do? What could he do? He glanced at Mikan. Probably something he wouldn't want to know. Something he never thought himself capable of doing. Just the thought gives him the creeps.

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I glanced at Natsume. I instantly looked away when I caught him glancing at me too. Yesterday felt like a dream. A nightmare? I don't exactly know if I could call it a nightmare. Was everything I saw and heard yesterday true? Did Natsume really feel that way?

I paused for awhile then shook my head. Knowing that arrogant bastard, probably not. What he drank must have been liquor and not some damned potion.

When the bell rang, I sighed in relief. Now, I don't have to suffer being beside him. Then I realized a problem. Neither Ruka nor Natsume was standing. Everybody was already leaving, of course, glancing at us and murmuring. Finally, both of them stood at the same time and left. I sat frozen in my seat. Why do I feel like I'm being isolated?

One of the girls who were passing by my seat suddenly placed a piece of paper on my table. I looked at her in curiosity. She smiled back and I twitched. Somehow, it wasn't a smile of kindness. More like, a smile that was telling me "In the end, I'll have the final laugh". Ugh. What on earth was that about!?

I flipped the paper on my table. On it reads, "Meet me at the rooftop."

I raised an eyebrow. What now!?

Wait a minute. That girl looks familiar. A fangirl of Natsume? Must be. Did what happen yesterday spread throughout the school? If it did, I'm dead meat. No, probably double dead meat. Rooftop? What could they possibly do? Dread fell upon me.

I dragged my way up the rooftop. I was shifting between not coming and coming. But then it occurred to me that if I don't go, they'll probably do something worse. Talk about cannibalism. Thank goodness I don't think I'm tasty enough to eat.

I could still feel Natsume's lips on my neck. I frowned. What the hell was that about!?

I sighed and turned the knob. I pushed the door open and looked at the blue sky. If only there was a ceiling, then I won't have to worry about being at the rooftop.

"You've come. How brave. Did you actually believe you'll be able to leave with a smile on your face?"

I smiled bitterly at the girl that spoke to me. "I'm afraid not."

The note said, "Meet ME at the rooftop". How weird. There's fifty of them here.

"Of course not!" She laughed. She was the girl I saw yesterday, the one with the short blonde hair.

The door behind me suddenly closed and I knew in an instant that they won't let me leave.

"What do you want from me then?" I asked them.

"We just want you to die. Save us the trouble of torturing you, please, and jump off the stupid rooftop already," she replied evilly.

"Sorry, but I have fear of heights. I'd love to push you instead though. I'm sure you'll love the feeling of flying, for a few seconds only though, since you'll land in an instant," I replied. I was trying to be tough, although I wasn't. Before I die, I want to at least annoy my killers.

The girl suddenly came up to me. She was a bit taller than me, maybe by half an inch. I realized then her beauty. Her hair shone under the sun. The sky seemed to compliment her beauty. She walked with grace and she had a fine figure. Maybe even she herself has her own fanclub.

She slapped me.

THAT SON (daughter, actually) OF A BITCH SLAPPED ME!!!!!

I slapped her.

The other girls gasped. The blondie glared at me and I glared back.

Ever heard of a slap fight? Wherein you slap them and they slap back? Well I realized it's stupid if it's 1 versus 50 since your cheeks get red. Well, fortunately, I'm only having a slap fight with one member.

Suddenly, she pushes me to the wall and brings out a lighter.

"What's that?" I asked her, panicking.

"A lighter. Not that obvious?"

I trembled. How did slapping someone lead to hair burning!? Or maybe even body burning!?

"You villain!" I snapped at her.

"I'm not the villain here. It's you!! You stole Natsume from us! His attention, his love! You stole them away!"

"One cannot steal something another does not have. Don't tell me you haven't noticed? He never cared for his fanclub even once. He sees them as an annoyance and a pain in the neck. Moreover, even if you do have his 'attention' and 'love', I didn't steal it. I don't think those can be stolen anyway," I calmly replied. Yeah! Bull's eye! Nyahahaha! She glared at me and lit the lighter. Oh hell.

"Stop it," a voice said. I looked around and saw the door open. All the girls looked surprised and afraid. The voice was Natsume's.

"Natsume?" the blondie muttered. "NO! This girl stole you from us! We can't let her go!" She placed the fire nearer to me.

Natsume slapped her hand, making her let go of the lighter, and shouted, "I SAID STOP IT!"

The blondie trembled, and her hand shook in fear. "But why?" she asked. "Why do you protect her!?"

Natsume held my hand. "Because she's my everything."

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