Summary: When people see Natsume Hyuuga, they see someone who is pure perfection, they see someone they envy, hate, love and admire. But when Natsume Hyuuga looks at his own reflection he sees someone who is imperfect, someone who will never be loved, never accepted and never cared for. However when Mikan Sakura sees Natsume Hyuuga she see's someone who is an imperfect perfection.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice or its characters.

"Mikan, wake up" the gentle voice spoke to me. I snuggled my head deeper into my pillow. I was so tried, and tonight I had finally been able to fall asleep "Mikan it's time for school" the voice called out again "You have to get up, or you'll be late" the voice said briefly, in a warning tone. I still didn't move, though my eyes were closed, I could hear the sound of feet pattering across my bedroom floor, then the sound of my door opening, the creaking noise that it made. "Is something wrong?" a different voice spoke this time. I heard the feminine voice heave a sigh "She just refuses to get up, I was wondering, could you help me?" the feminine voice asked. "Sure, could you give me a moment?" the muscular voice asked the feminine one. The talking stop, and I felt the covers that were on top of me being moved. I cringed a little from the sudden change in temperature, I flipped over in the process as well. I felt the closeness of another persons body close to me, and then the warm air of someone's breathe against my ear "Wake up…zebra print" the voice said. I felt my head and body start to stir. Zebra print? I thought. My eyes fluttered open quickly, and I turned my face to the side only to see Natsume right there, in my face. I felt heat rise from my neck and onto my cheeks, grabbing a hold of my covers, I screamed to the top of my lungs "GET OUT!".

"Come on, I said that I was sorry" Natsume said, watching me carefully from the corner of his eye, making sure not to take his attention from the road. I scoffed, it didn't matter what he said, didn't matter how much he apologized, I can't forgive him, I thought. "I don't care" I told him. I suppose that Natsume could sense the tension between us, because he left it alone. When we arrived at the school, I got out of his car as quick as possible. Completely ignoring Natsume as he called after me. When I got to class, I found my seat and sat down grimly. God I hate my life, I thought while pulling out my geometry textbook, and flipping a few pages, not even remotely looking at the board to see what lessons I would have to do. Why was I so flustered by someone like Natsume Hyuuga? I asked myself, while closing my text book. Its no use, I thought. Hiding my blush underneath my brunette bangs. When class was over. I headed for my locker so that I could get my lunch, only to find Natsume leaning against it, his hands in his pockets, his raven black hair tousled, his eyelids closed, not revealing his beautiful crimson eyes. I stopped in my tracks.

He hasn't noticed me yet, so maybe I can leave, I thought. I was about to turn and walk way "Hey, Polka dots!" Natsume yelled after me, I froze, and turned and looked back at him. "Its lunch time right?" Natsume asked me "Yeah" I said slowly, not sure of what he was up too. in one swift motion, Natsume was standing next to me holding onto my forearm. "Let go" I demanded, trying to wiggle free of his grip "Don't you wanna have lunch with me?" Natsume asked me, though it sounded more like a command. I looked at Natsume suspiciously, I felt his grip tighten "Fine" I said, finally yanking away from his death grip. I went over to my locker to get my lunch.

I looked at Natsume. Sitting there under my favorite sakura tree, drinking a grape juice pouch. His eyes closed. Him basking in the sunlight, enjoying the delicate breeze that was gently carrying leaves, brushing the grasses thick top as if it were a person, lovingly scratching its cats summer coat. I couldn't help but blush at such a sight, I turned away from Natsume quickly. I don't want him thinking that I'm a pervert, I thought. But still…I looked down at my bento box. How can he ask me to have lunch with him, when he didn't even bring anything to eat with him? I asked myself. I used my chopsticks and picked up a piece of sushi and dipped it into some wanabe sauce, and pushed the chopsticks out towards him "Here" I said. I noticed that he was looking at me, maybe the sudden actions that I had just used may have confused him "Its not health for you not to eat" I told him sternly trying to hide my embracement. Natsume looked at me, a half smile half smirk, he seemed amused "So now you're feeding me, polka dots?" he asked. that's when I exploded "SHUT UP AND JUST EAT IT!" I screamed.

The hallway was pilled high to its capacity. I was trying to get far away from Natsume as I could. Because after the whole sushi thing, Natsume kept teasing me. I could feel heat rise to my cheeks. Again I'm flustered by Natsume. I headed for the girls bathroom. The one place where Natsume wouldn't dare coming into, or at least that's what I think.

I headed into one of the stalls. I heard the girls bathroom door open. It couldn't be Natsume, could it? I asked myself, creaking the stall door open a little. Two girls, one with neck length seaweed green hair and seaweed green eyes. The other with black hair and green eyes. "Sumire, did you hear?" the girl with black hair asked the one with green hair "Hear what?" she asked in return. "That Mikan Sakura is supposedly going out with Natsume Hyuuga?" I shifted a little, why did I suddenly feel so uncomfortable? "That's just a rumor, besides have you seen Sakura, she's no where near perfect enough to date Natsume-kun" she told her "Besides Natsume-kun has no need for that type of slut, when he has all these wholesome girls at school, just waiting to die at his command" she continued, fixing her make up in the mirror "I suppose your right" her friends said.

That's not true. Natsume is no where near perfect. Why is that I can see the real Natsume and they can't, its his looks, and how they perceive him, they can't see past their shallow conditions, they look at him, the way they want to see him, not the way that he wants to be seen. I opened the bathroom stall, and went towards the sink to wash my hands, though I hadn't really used the bathroom, hiding my expression underneath my brunette bangs. Why can't I meet they're eyes? I asked myself.

I dried my hands off, and headed for the bathroom door "Aren't you Sakura Mikan?" I stifled a little, and turned my head silently "Yes" I said in a low voice. What's wrong with me, so what if they don't understand Natsume, why should I care? I asked myself. I reached out to pull on the bathroom latch "Stop right there, if your Mikan Sakura" I stopped and looked back at her. "What's your relationship with my Natsume-kun?" she questioned me. I turned and faced her completely this time. Why did it matter to her, what my relationship was with Natsume? Its not like were dating our anything, I thought "Are you in love with him?" she asked me this time. "Tell me, what do you think of him?" I asked her. I don't understand why, but this was important. She flipped her hair "Isn't it obvious? He's perfect" she told me, hearts in her eyes. "Anyway, you're never to see or talk to Natsume again" she commanded.

I don't know what came over me, but I laughed "What's so funny?" she screeched "All of you fan girls are the same" I told her. "What did you just say?" she asked me, advancing towards me "Are you even looking at Natsume?" I asked her staring intently at her. I don't know why…I care this much? I doubted myself. "What are you saying?" she asked me with a pause, she was just a couple of inches away from me "Are you mocking me?" she screamed "I'm just stating reality, you're the one who can't come to terms with it-" I touched the lower part of my cheek. What was this throbbing pain? I asked myself. That's right, she smacked me. I looked up at her. Her face covered in pure disgust, so she hated me that much, I thought. I looked down at my finger tips, a red liquid was dripping off of my fingers "You're the one who isn't coming to terms with reality" she screamed at me "What do you hope to accomplish by always staying with Natsume-kun, you're a pain in my ass, you're a pain in everyone's ass" she continued, coming towards me, only for her friend to stop her in the process "Sumire calm down, enough already, Sakura's bleeding we should go before a teacher comes, and we get in trouble" she said trying to pull her friend out of the bathroom.

When they were both gone. I looked at myself in the mirror, studying the wound that I had received from the girl with seaweed green hair. What was her name again? I asked myself. I'll just call her Permy. So deep in thought I touched the scratch and winced a little. I stared at my reflection. "I deserved it…suddenly jumping to Natsume's defense, I'm an idiot, before I knew it, I was talking" I cleaned the blood away and headed out of the girls bathroom, and for the nurses office, where I successfully managed to get a band-aid, without having to answer the reason I have such a scratch.

I turned the corner only to bump into Natsume. Before I could turn to escape, Natsume caught me. "What are you doing? Let go of me!" I demanded trying to escape from his iron grip. "How did you get that?" Natsume asked me, the tip of his thumb softly touching the scratch. "I fell when I was leaving the bathroom" I lied. There's no way, I'm going to tell him that I jump to his defense from a bunch of fan girls, I thought. "You're bleeding from the tip of your mouth…this looks like fingernail scratches" Natsume stated, I stiffened. "Did someone hit you?" Natsume asked me. "I said, I fell when I was leaving the bathroom" I repeated. Natsume stared at me intently, no doubt trying to will me into telling him the truth. "Let's get something to cover that up" Natsume said to me, I reached into my pocket "I have a band-aid" I told him. Natsume took the band-aid out of my hand, and opened it, placing it onto the scratch. "Be careful, if you hurt yourself like this all of the time, you'll make me worried" Natsume told me, brushing some of my stray unruly hair out of my face. Worry? I thought. "You worry about me? Why?" I asked him. Natsume looked at me, as if I'd asked the most stupidest question on earth. "If you have to ask why, then I can't tell you" Natsume told me, walking away in the process. I stared at his back as he walked away. I touched my cheek where the band-aid was. Natsume worries about me? I asked myself.

Biiiiinnnnngggggg...

I looked up. The bell was ringing, I have to hurry to class, the hallway is starting to get crowded. Right now, I have home economics, which is down stairs. I headed for the stairwell, just as I was about to head down the stairs to get to class, before the hallway gets to full. I felt the slightest touch against my back, and next thing I know, I was falling, unconsciously I turned my head slightly, seeing only parietal of the face of who had pushed me. Black hair and a twisted deformed smile, and then my entire body was numb, I opened my eyes halfway, and saw people beginning to gather around me, all of them shouting, some of them screaming. Odd I can't hear a word that they're saying, I thought before everything finally went black, the last thing I remember was the faint smell of Natsume and only half of the person face who pushed me.

To Be Continued…