Himeno: Yay! The reviews were awesome. Thanks so much my reviewers!

Mikan: Himeno-chan, what's this chapter all about?

Himeno: Oh, well, Mikan-chan, you're gonna cheer Aoi-chan up!

Aoi: Mikan-chan is going to cheer me up? How nice!

Himeno: That's right.

Sumire: How about Natsume-kun?

Himeno: Don't worry… That jerk will be here causing trouble again as usual. That's all he's ever good at.

Natsume: I'll burn you.

Himeno: Sorry, Hyuuga-kun, you don't have an Alice here.

Natsume: Tch.

Ruka: Natsume, just leave her alone.

Himeno: Hehe! I don't own Gakuen Alice. Please read and enjoy the story.

Natsume the Jerk

Episode 5: Strawberry Flavored First Kiss

On Saturday morning Mikan sat at the breakfast table enjoying the last mouthful of her pancake. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, with strands of hair framing her face.

"You're up early today," a blonde woman with enticing rose-pink eyes said. She was Mikan's music teacher and manager, Serina Yamada. "How unusual…" She knew that Mikan was known to be a late riser in the morning.

Mikan shrugged. "I'm going to go meet a friend today," she told her manager.

Serina looked at the wall clock. "I'm going to the studio for an appointment with the director. I think I'd better drop you off at the place where you're going to meet your friend."

Mikan shook her head, licking a drop of maple syrup off her fork. "Her house is not far from here. I'll just use my skates to get there."

"If you say so, Mikan," Serina said. "Just be careful and don't attract too much attention."

"Okay!" Mikan replied cheerfully.

Mikan emerged a moment later from her mansion, wearing a pink tank-top, a white jacket with ¾ length sleeves and white mini-skirt, and skated to the street. Sunglasses covered her alluring hazel orbs. Of course, she had her protective gear on. She twirled around a couple of times and skated backwards. As she approached the corner, she faced front again and turned with ease. She was an expert skater. But due to her clumsiness she sometimes—

"ITAI!!!" she screamed. Mikan, who was spacing out while skating, bumped into a guy and fell butt first on the ground.

"Watch where you're going ichigo-kara," the guy coldly said.

Mikan's eyes widened. That rude and cold voice, the mere mention of her underwear pattern—she was sure of it that it was none other than Natsume. She looked up and stuck her tongue out. "HENTAI!" She quickly stood and dusted off her skirt.

He observed her attire, which was kinda sexy, but he wouldn't bother complimenting her. "And where are you going so early in the morning?" he asked.

"None of your business, jerk," she retorted. She wasn't in the mood to talk to Natsume. She knew that she would just get insulted or harassed if she stays any longer with him.

"I asked you a question," Natsume said. "Answer me properly."

Mikan frowned and put her hands on her hips. "I won't bother to answer you properly, because you're just too rude," she said. Then without giving Natsume a chance to answer, she skated pass him.

She arrived at her destination, the Hyuuga house. The friend she was meeting was Aoi Hyuuga.

"Mikan-chan!" Aoi called out as soon as she stepped out the house. The raven-haired girl was wearing a white tee, over coated by a navy-blue, long-sleeved jacket, a denim mini-skirt, and white sneakers.

"Aoi-chan, good morning!" Mikan greeted. "Wow! You look great in that outfit."

Aoi lightly blushed at the compliment and giggled. "You're looking good as usual, Mikan-chan," she said.

"Thanks," Mikan replied. "So shall we go now?"

Aoi nodded keenly. A day with your favorite idol will surely be a fun one. She felt so lucky to be friends with Mikan Sakura.

Natsume had not been able to find a new manga to read. He was already dead bored with the mangas at home. Plus, the new issues of the ongoing mangas he's reading won't be out till next month.

He walked out of the manga store and decided to hang around the city for a while. He spent the next hours dropping in on anime shops, arcades, and computer shops.

As Natsume was turning the corner after leaving another anime shop, he found Mikan and Aoi sitting at a café, eating delicious strawberry cakes. Feeling hungry himself, he walked into the café and approached the table where the girls were.

"Onii-chan!" Aoi exclaimed, dropping her fork. "W-what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to have dessert," Natsume replied, looking bored as usual. He shot a glare at Mikan, who returned a glare back. Then, without a care, he took a seat right beside Mikan.

"What gave you the right to sit next to me, Natsume?" Mikan demanded.

"Whatever… Ichigo-kara," he said.

Mikan flushed red as her temper flared up. "NA-TSU-ME!" She picked up her fork and pointed it at him. "You perverted moron! Stop calling me names!"

"Hmph… Why should I listen to a loud-mouthed girl like you?"

"JERK!!!" Mikan grumbled.

"Mikan-chan, calm down…" Aoi said, sweat dropping. "And Onii-chan, please stop teasing her." Mikan did tell her that she and Natsume were not in good terms. But she had no idea that Mikan and Natsume treated each other this way.

Cursing, Mikan went back to eating her strawberry cake. She tried to ignore Natsume as much as possible. She couldn't possibly let the jerk ruined her day with Aoi.

Natsume ordered one strawberry cake as well, which caught Mikan's attention. "I didn't know that you like strawberries, Natsume," she said before she picked up a piece with her fork. "I thought you would prefer chocolate." She stuffed the piece into her mouth and chewed it with delight.

Natsume rolled his eyes away and focused on eating his cake.

"Onii-chan likes strawberries very much," Aoi decided to answer for her rude brother. "He used to eat a jar full of strawberries when we were little."

Mikan giggled as she imagined a young Natsume stuffing himself with delicious strawberries. "I would have never guessed," she said.

At that instant, Natsume shot one mean glare at Aoi.

Aoi gulped and chuckled nervously. "Onii-chan, you're scary."

Mikan fastened stern eyes on Natsume. "Hey, jerk, you should learn to treat your sister nicer."

"I don't want to waste my time being nice to an idiotic sister like her," Natsume said dispassionately.

Irritated, Mikan scooped up some icing with her fork and flung the icing over to Natsume's lips. "Aoi-chan is not an idiot, you moron!" Mikan uttered.

Aoi drew in a deep breath. She knew that her brother would surely get mad at what Mikan did. She just hoped it wouldn't turn ugly.

Natsume turned to look at the brunette, with furious crimson eyes. He stood up from his seat and clenched his fists.

"What?" Mikan challenged him. "Got something to say? Then say it right now!"

The raven-haired boy was about to say something when a clumsy waitress suddenly lost her balance and managed to push him towards Mikan. Natsume, who was taken by surprised, lunged forward and crushed landed on the brunette, sending them both to the floor.

"Onii-chan, Mikan-chan!" Aoi yelled.

The waitress felt so humiliated at what she did. She quickly bowed her head to say sorry, though she should've helped Natsume and Mikan first. But the waitress was obviously a nervous wreck, not to mention clumsy.

Aoi's mouth fell wide open as she saw a very surprising scene. "O-onii-chan… Mikan-chan…" She blushed lightly.

On the floor, lay the two sworn enemies, with the raven-haired boy on top of the beautiful brunette. In addition to that, the boy's lips were against the girl's lips! And Natsume still had the strawberry icing on his lips.

Natsume and Mikan stared at each other's eyes. They were so shocked that they couldn't even move. It was only after the manager came and scolded the waitress that Natsume removed himself on top of Mikan.

"You insolent fool!" the manager shouted at the waitress. "Apologize to the customers right now!"

"Yes, sir!" the waitress said. She turned to Natsume and Mikan. "I'm sorry."

"I'm deeply sorry for this," the manager added. "To make it up to you, I won't charge you for the cakes anymore."

Mikan stifled in silence as she licked the icing from her lips, while Natsume stared at blankly at another direction.

"Thank you, sir," Aoi told the manager as she bowed her head.

The manager and waitress bowed again before they went back to the counter.

Aoi's eyes grew concerned. "Mikan-chan, are you all right?" she asked.

Mikan had her eyes under her bangs. "Yeah… I'm just fine," she answered awkwardly.

"I'm leaving," Natsume grumbled after his wiped his lips with a napkin. He didn't bother to make eye contact with Mikan or Aoi. He staggered towards the door and left the café without any fuss.

Both Natsume and Mikan couldn't believe that they just shared their first kiss—a rather sweet kiss too.

Mikan woke up early the next day. She hardly got any sleep last night, because she kept thinking about the kiss with Natsume. She groaned in frustration and hit her pillow hard. "MY FIRST KISS GOT STOLEN BY THAT PERVERTED JERK!!!" she shouted so loud for all the maids to hear.

Just then, a guy came rushing into her room. He had unruly midnight-blue hair and Prussian-blue eyes. He had a black star tattoo on his left cheek, and was definitely handsome to boot. Judging from the way he was dressed, which was pajamas by the way, Mikan could tell that he had just woken up.

"What's the commotion, Mikan?" he asked, breathless.

"It's nothing, Tsubasa-senpai," Mikan answered automatically. "I'm sorry if I waked you up."

"It's all right," he replied, chuckling. "I was supposed to wake up at this time. But your loud scream beat my alarm clock."

Mikan snorted. "Tsubasa-senpai, I can't get married now." She was getting all teary-eyed.

Tsubasa cocked up a brow. "And why is that?" He sat down at the edge of Mikan's bed and faced her.

"My first kiss got stolen!" Mikan hugged her senior and sobbed on his chest.

Tsubasa Andou, a famous and talented model and actor, was Mikan's senior and brother figure. He was always there to cheer-up Mikan whenever he can. He loved Mikan dearly and treated her like his very own sister. "Who stole your kiss?" he asked sympathetically.

"It's the jerk I've been telling you about!" Mikan sniffed. "You know the one from my class."

"You mean erm… What was his name again?" Tsubasa paused for a while. "Natsume Hyuuga was it?"

Mikan looked up at him, with tears in her eyes. "That's right! Of all the boys, why did it have to be him?!"

Tsubasa felt himself getting angry, but he controlled himself. "How did he do it?"

"Well, it was an accident," Mikan started, fiddling with her thumbs. Taking a deep breath, she explained to Tsubasa the whole incident at the café yesterday. Hints of anger and embarrassment could be seen on Mikan's face. She couldn't accept the fact that Natsume was her first kiss.

End of Episode 5

Himeno: Now you know why it's strawberry flavored first kiss.

Mikan: (Pouting)

Himeno: Mikan-chan, I'm sorry for letting you kiss that pervert. I couldn't help it.

Aoi: That was so sweet. I bet Onii-chan liked the kiss!

Natsume: No… I feel like puking because I kissed polka-dots.

Mikan: I feel the same way!

Kokoroyomi: You two are bad liars. I can see that you two liked the kiss.

Natsume&Mikan: Shut up!

Kokoroyomi: I'm going to make my appearance in the next chapter, right?

Himeno: Yeah!

Kokoroyomi: Good!

Tsubasa: Ah, so chapter 5 was my debut. Nice.

Aoi: Okay, please leave your reviews. No flaming, okay? That's my brother's job.