SORRY! P. have finally worked their way into my already busy life…that's why I haven't been updating! Today, we just finished our first exam! ~ Yay!

Thanks for all the support guys! Please keep reading and reviewing! I value your opinions greatly!

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"-idi..up.."

"Wake up idiot."

"Hey."

"Hello?'

"Mikan."

"MIKAN!"

Mikan kicked out with her foot, landing a solid kick onto Natsume's unsuspecting stomach. It is almost 10 am, which leaves 6 hours till the opening ceremonies. Preparation alone takes about 3 hours. Well, Aoi being the perfectionist. Natsume has been trying to wake up his heavy sleeper girlfriend since 8 in the morning…and has been failing for the past two hours. Desperate, he picked up the phone and called in his band mates, and of course. Hotaru Imai.

Hotaru wasn't impressed with the sight of Mikan clad in a white shirt with boxer shorts on, in a guy's room. Let alone a guy's bed.

As for his band mates…

"Koko. Natsume sure moved fast didn't he?"

"Yeah Tsubasa. No kidding."

"So buddy. Wanna share some of the things that happened in your PASSIONATE night?"

Natsume growled and turned toward Hotaru.

"Get 1 millimeter closer to me and I will bite your head off."

Uh…maybe that was a bad idea.

"Look Imai. Your friend is still a virgin. Calm the hell down. It's 10:30 already and she's still snoring like an ugly pig."

"WHO DID YOU CALL UGLY YOU ASSHOLE?"

Mikan sprung up in the bed, shouting along with Hotaru.

Mikan is still in her dream state. Everyone could see that…left eye is triple lid. Right eye…quadriple lid?

Natsume sighed.

"Get your butt off my bed and just run to your dorm. Aoi's been calling me since 5:30 in the morning. I can't believe you slept through all of that."

Mikan grinned sheepishly and ran off toward the girl's dorm.

"WAIT MIKAN! Your shoes! And your jeans! And your shirt! And your…OH MA GAWD."

Koko turned bright red at the sight of Mikan's pink Victoria's Secret polka-dotted bra. Hotaru was trying to hide a smile. Natsume snatched it from Koko's hands, gave him a death glare and stuffed it in his drawer. (A.N…what's he gonna do with it later?)

*AT MIKAN'S DORM

"AOI I'M SORRY I OVERSLEPT!"

"Your dress. Your shoes. Make up is ready, hair heating products are over their. Strip, get changed and meet me back here in 3 minutes. NOW."

"YES MA'AM."

Mikan dashed away.

Her dress this time is a peachy nude color reaching up to her knees. It's strapless, with a Peachy pink bow under the bust. It was satin, and flowed along with Mikan wherever she bounced to. Her shoes are nude glossed pumps.

"I'M BACK."

"You are 1 second and 34 milliseconds late."

Mikan grimaced and made her way to the counter.

Aoi quickly primed Mikan's face and eyes. A smokey copper eye was given to her in less then 3 minutes, and thin winged liner was there in 3 seconds. Mikan's lips were given the pouty nude lip gloss. Her complexion looked sweet and cute with the emphasis made by the make up.

Taking a BIG curling iron, Mikan's hair was transformed from bed head, to beautiful natural waves that cascaded down her back, reaching her waist. A black headband with a black bow rested on her head.

Time flashed by. It was already 4:50 pm. The performance starts in less than 15 minutes.

Mikan was sitting at one of the chairs at backstage, fidgeting nervously. Natsume approached her.

"HI!"

Mikan gave him her big bright smile. But this time, instead of smiling back as usual, Natsume's eyes met the floor. Mikan cocked her head to one side. Something's wrong again.

"Natsume?"

Natsume made his way and sat down beside Mikan, his elbows on his knees, and his head in his hands.

"Natsume. Talk to me."

Natsume looked up. His eyes were full of anger and pain.

"My father arranged me a marriage without telling me."

The glass in Mikan's hands slipped, and shattered to millions of little pieces on the tile floors. Natsume continued.

"And it's happening on this stage tonight."

I have to go for dinner…sorry about the terrible short chapter guys. I'm so tired right now! But su