Faked Blindness

The next weeks were a blur.

Time seems to pass by so quickly that I didn't even notice we were already on our final grading exams which were so hard.

And the fact that we were still not talking is another grave problem as well.

I remembered the first time we've met after the incident.

It was the most uncomfortable time of my life.

We, as in the group, meet once a week and pretty much have fun; talking about what happened that week and etcetera.

Unfortunately, everyone noticed the coldness between the two of us and started asking what was going on.

I didn't know what to say and I really didn't want to talk about it especially since he was there so I remained silent.

But Natsume was more vocal in him not wanting to talk about it.

"It's nothing important so just leave it." He said coldly.

And after that, nobody ever bothered to ask again.

So as a result, weeks have already passed and we're not even close to having a conversation or even any kind of contact.

Don't blame me for this though, I did try to strike up a conversation or even catch his eye countless of times but it was just no use.

If he even saw me going to his direction, he simply left and that same goes with the eye catching thing or the others that I have tried but will not mention because it led to very embarrassing moments.

I put my head in my hands.

I didn't know what else to do.

I hate fighting with Natsume, and in the years I've known him, this is the longest fight I've ever had with him.

Oh how I wish I could turn back time and just kept my big mouth shut.

And yes, I know you all figured it out; when I said I was quitting, it was just temporary not forever.

Because honestly, I can't seem to keep myself from Natsume that long as hard as I try…

A couple of knocks then suddenly diverted me from my thoughts which were a welcome distraction.

I opened the door and I was surprised to see Hotaru, my cold-hearted best friend.

"Oh hi, Hotaru-chan," I said, still shocked because ever since I came into this academy, she never went to my room until now anyway. "What are you doing here? Not that I'm not pleased to see-"

"Shut up." Hotaru simply said.

"Uh-oh okay…" I said dejectedly.

Some things just never change.

"So this is your room," She said as she quietly observed my room which was not really in its best shape. "It was messier than I've expected."

I sweat dropped.

Did she come here just to insult me?

My question was answered when she spoke again.

"Hmm… so how are you and Natsume?" Hotaru asked as she looked questioningly at me.

It took a few moments to register what she had asked.

So that was her purpose here hmmm?

"We've been better." I quietly said not looking at her in the eyes.

"You're still really bad at lying, Mikan." Hotaru said softly. "Tell me what happened."

I nodded and we took a seat on the bed.

I told her everything, from the haunted house, trying to find his weakness and so on and so forth.

I didn't look at her at all when I was telling her the story because I was trying hard not to cry and it was difficult enough keeping my voice from cracking.

When I finished the story, Hotaru still didn't spoke even if a few minutes have passed.

And after a few minutes more, I wanted to ask what I should do.

"Hota-" But before I could've even finished saying her name, she suddenly fired her baka gun at me that sent me hurling towards the wall.

"And that's for making a fool of yourself and also Natsume." Hotaru said callously.

I rubbed my head and glared at Hotaru.

"Hey! Why are you even defending that jerk? I'm supposed to be your best friend." I asked heatedly.

"It's because he's hurting too, idiot." Hotaru simply said and then left without another word.

I was struck speechless.

I know Hotaru was a very observant girl but Natsume was also very good at hiding his feelings. Besides, one time when somehow I knew that Natsume was not feeling well, I asked Hotaru, since she was the most observant of the group, whether or not there was something wrong with Natsume and she said none, but then a few hours later when I was walking around the woods, I found Natsume unconscious on the ground and I found out that he had a very high fever.

And now that Hotaru said that, it must have been very obvious.

Oh now, I feel guilty as hell.

So what should I do? I asked myself, dumbfounded. Clearly, Hotaru stopped by to knock some sense into me since she can't actually do that to Natsume.

I lied on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

It was already night time and only a few minutes were left for the visiting hours.

Visiting hours,

Then a great idea dawned on me and a smile appeared on my face.

I should go and visit him.

My smile turned into a frown when I realized it would be so hard to get into his room since he had a special star and there weren't really that much time left for the visiting hours.

I quickly tried to think of an answer to my problem.

Hotaru and the socks that she invented, I thought happily.

I knew that would come handy again one day.

I hastily searched through one of my drawers were all of her inventions where and found the socks looking as good as ever.

I hurriedly put on the socks and immediately went to where Natsume's room was.

It was quite hard in getting to his room but thankfully, I haven't gotten caught and plus the fact that me and my other friends used to go there all the time since that was the best room with all the royalty in it.

I stared at door, contemplating if I should've been here in the first place but then again all my hardships in getting here would be put to waste so it's now or never.

I sighed deeply, trying to get my heart to stop beating so damn fast.

I knocked.

There was no answer.

Maybe he was out? Nah…

I knocked again…

And again…

And again…

I was starting to lose hope and quite pissed off when suddenly the door opened.

And it revealed Natsume Hyuuga, the one man I wanted to see.

"Uh, Nat-" But before I can even finished saying his name, the door slammed in my face.

What's it with people not wanting me to say their names? I thought annoyed.

I knocked more loudly this time but still careful not to attract any attention.

"Open the damn door, Natsume." I said angrily.

No answer.

Okay, I shouldn't have sworn but I was really getting angry at him.

I knocked again.

"I'm not going to go away until you let me in and hear me out. You're not going to get any sleep because I'll keep banging on your door and you're conscience will bother you because you are letting me stay outside your freakin' door all cold and uncomfortable." I warned him.

After a few moments, the door opened revealing a very grumpy Natsume.

"Fine," He said then proceeded to his desk.

I beamed.

I finally got in.

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I was shocked to say the least when I heard a knock on my door and opened it to reveal the one woman I didn't want to see.

Of course, I slammed the door in her face.

What do you expect? I'd welcome her with open arms. Duh!

After what had happened and that little slip I did, I never wanted to have a conversation with her ever again.

She had seen a side of me that I never wanted anyone else to see.

And that's also the reason why I have done everything in my power to avoid her but clearly I failed since she was here in my room, sitting on my bed apparently.

But then if I can't avoid her, I might as well ignore her.

And so that's what I've been doing for the past hours; ignoring her.

On the first hour, she tried talking to me but gave up after 30 minutes of not receiving any kind of responses.

On the second hour, she walked over to me and then grabbed my hand to stop me from writing down notes since I was studying for the upcoming final exam; well trying to anyway. I glared at her and removed her hand on mine, then pushed her lightly to the bed.

She didn't try anything for quite awhile after that.

On the third hour, she finally had it and made me faced her since my chair can be turned around effortlessly.

"What the hell is your problem?" she asked fiercely.

It seems that a lot of people are asking that to me now.

"You." I simply replied. Duh! Wasn't that already obvious?

I saw her face go red and muttered something incoherently before she started speaking to me again.

"You are one impossible jerk!" She said angrily. "I came here all the way to just patch things up with you and you just ignore me."

"Then that simply means I don't want to patch things up." I said coldly before I turned my chair around. "Just leave, Sakura." I added.

I didn't hear the door open and closed so I assumed she was still there.

She's one persistent girl…

On the fourth hour, she tried another kind of tactic and this tactic is definitely the hardest to ignore or so I thought anyway.

I was concentrating in my studying but truthfully, in the past hours, not one thing has even entered my mind and the turning of the pages was just for display.

Then suddenly I felt something on my side.

Poke. Poke. Poke.

I looked at my side and saw Mikan sitting on the floor.

She was trying to tickle me.

I tried to ignore her.

Poke. Poke. Poke.

But the poking was getting faster and faster and it was taking all my self-control not to laugh.

Must. Not. Laugh. I thought firmly.

Poke. Poke. Poke.

And when I was a few centimeters from laughing like crazy, I decided to grab her hands and glared at her so intensely that; that alone made her backed away.

Thank god! I thought appreciatively.

I had a few minutes of silence when she finally decided to try and get me talk to her.

I was still trying to study when I heard my name being called in the most syrupy voice ever.

"Oh… Nat-su-me…" She said oh-so sweetly and then I felt something hit my shoulder.

Her shirt...

And then…

Her bra…

I froze.

Oh no, she did not…

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Eyes On Kay: Okay, don't kill me for the cliffy, every story needs it! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Love you guys, and yes, I will update as fast as I can! Promise! Plus this is actually the longest chapter in this story so you can't be mad at me…hehehe…PEACE!

P.S. This will not be a LEMON! I simply just don't write it.

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