I may disappear any moment. Partially cause I'm... yeah, no need for you to know. Nothing too serious. Hehh.

I don't own Gakuen Alice. Chyeah. So, I shall warn you now. This drabble SUCKS BIG TIME. I honestly don't suggest reading it unless you have nothing else to do, or too much faith in my horrid writing skills. xD. It's rather short, so if you have time, then huh. I guess.

05: Branded

Characters: Hyuuga N. Sakura M.

Summary: "You... have him branded?" "Yes.""I am not branded!"

Word Count: 1014

The Painful Drabbles

Branded

--By: Heartbroken Confession--

Nogi Ruka panted, wiping the sweat off his face. He tossed his soccer jersey into his gym locker and took a swig out of his water bottle. He glanced over to his best friend who had just whipped Koko across the back of his head with his jersey.

Natsume pulled open his locker and began digging for his shirt.

Ruka glanced strangely at the red burn mark on Natsume's rib. "Natsume, when'd you get that burn mark?" Ruka blinked in confusion, Natsume had always been reckless with his fire alice. Having almost burned a few people to death and giving away their secret multiple times. But, he wasn't the kind to burn himself carelessly.

Natsume scowled and pulled a shirt on, "Why you looking? Homo."

Ruka blushed at the comment and retorted, "I am NOT homo!"

Natsume rolled his eyes as he and Ruka made their way out of the locker room. Standing outside innocently humming and playing with a stray dog was Sakura Mikan, one of the other alices attending their school.

"Who's homo?" She grinned, giving the dog a treat before it ran off.

"Ruka." Natsume shrugged.

"I am not!" Ruka groaned, "Sakura, do you know what's up with the burn Natsume has?"

Natsume glowered at Mikan as if telling her to keep shut. She merely grinned evilly, "Why Ruka, that's my mark."

Nogi Ruka replied with shock. "You... have him branded?"

"Yes." Mikan replied to Natsume's "I am not branded!"

"Oh, do enlighten me." Ruka smirked in Natsume's direction.

"She threw a pot at me." Natsume answered for her.

"I did not throw it Natsume, I passed it to you and you failed to accurately intercept it." Mikan replied.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know your first instinct when you see a steaming pot flying in your direction is to catch it." Natsume drawled sarcastically.

"It's not like it hurt anyway! What's you normal body temperature? 41 celsius?" Natsume glanced around nervously, temporarily ignoring the irked Mikan.

"You're lucky no ones around idiot. Try to be more discreet, would you?"

"Coming from the guy who lit nearly 5 girls on fire! You know how lucky you are I was there to stop it?"

"Uhh, you guys--" Ruka tried to intervene.

"It's not like it would've matter! You could've healed them and then erased their memories or something."

"Oh, now what am I? I steal a few alices to save your sorry ass, and now I use them for my own evil self-gain?"

"Nothing was implicit, Sakura. You're merely assuming this all on your own."

"Assuming?" Mikan growled, "Assume this, asshole!" She smacked him to the floor using her purse and stormed off.

"Damn girl, using her strength alice against me." Natsume growled from the floor.

"Well, you were being kind of mean."

"Ruka, what would you say to the girl who branded you?" He snarled the word "branded" as though it was the most disgusting thing in the world.

"Get over it," Ruka paused with a grin, "It's not like it's the only mark she has on you."

Ruka ended up on the floor when Natsume knocked him over with a sweep kick.

Mikan slammed the door of her shoebox shut and tugged her tote bag closer to her.

"Stupid Natsume." She muttered under her breath.

"Love you too, sweetie." Natsume commented dryly; showing up behind her.

"Don't talk to me, honey. I don't believe you're with me." Mikan replied apoplectically.

"I said that you didn't own me, hence what branding is for. I never said I'm not with you." Natsume frowned. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and she stood in her spot, as if debating whether to leave it be or punch in the face.

"Besides," He added with a smirk, "I didn't say you don't own me, necessarily...I said you didn't brand me."

Mikan stared at him incredulously. Has he been doing crack?

"I just don't like the idea of being branded like a pig."

"Natsume, are you on--"

"No, I am not on crack. I'm on love." He riposted.

Mikan gagged, "Never, ever do that again."

"Under one condition."

"..."

"Never ever tell people that you branded me again."

"Done deal."

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Oh my gosh, that sucked. It was really short too. Ew. I hated it. EW EW EW EW EW EW. But I felt bad for not updating. Yeah. Um. EW! And the whole branding thing was bugging my brain and kept the plot bunnies away. So. Er. Yeah. Review?