A/N: I'm so sorry! I went on holiday for a week. So I wasn't able to do this fic for a whole week. But here it is the next and final chapter! Oh and by the way, it might not be as good as you think it might be, but I'm working on a new fic that I think will surely be better than this one, I promise!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice or Alice Academy.

Power-Cut

By: Ch0c0Late

"No, wait Natsume! Don't go out yet!" Mikan cried.

Natsume turned around and faced Mikan, leaning on the door for support.

"Now what do you want? You need me to help you with something…?" Natsume said with a smirk, knowing fully well what she wants.

"Okay," Mikan cleared her throat,"Can you please light up your fire and uhh, light it around the bathroom to see where my clothes are?"

"Why should I?" replied Natsume.

"Because I told you to do so," Mikan said instantly.

"What did you say just now?" Natsume stated with a deadly glare.

"Uh… umm… ahh," Mikan muttered with difficulty. "I mean, Natsume, can you please light your fire around so I can search for my clothes?" Mikan said sweetly, with her puppy eyes.

"No point in doing your puppy eyes when it's having a power cut now!" Natsume said, with a fireball emitted on his palm.

"Huh? How did you know I'm making my cute puppy eyes?" Mikan asked, looking around.

"Never say any relating to you is cute!" Natsume threatened Mikan. "And please look before you say anything!"

"Oh!" Mikan said idiotically. "I see!"

"Idiot," muttered Natsume.

Natsume saw where Mikan's clothes were. He hovered his fire above the clothes. Her casual clothes were neatly folded up and with the strawberry underwear on top.

Natsume smirked. "Nice underwear!"

"NATSUME!" Mikan yelled.

Ruka, Hotaru, Yuu, Koko, Anna, Nonoko, Sumire, Mochu and probably everyone in the campus stopped what they were doing, and looked over to the direction of Mikan's scream. … Then they returned back to their own things, thinking the same thing. 'Will you ever be mature enough not to scream whenever Natsume does something not that insulting?'

Everyone sighed. Another noisy day to live on…

Natsume had picked up her underwear and thrown it on her head. Yes, Natsume picked Mikan's underwear but of course, using a stick he found somewhere in the bathroom.

"I'm going to kill you!" Mikan shouted her lungs out.

"Mikan…" mumbled the gang (Ruka, Hotaru, Yuu, Koko, Anna, Nonoko, Sumire and Mochu).

Mikan checked that the towel is fastened securely onto her own body. She's going to take revenge on what Natsume did to her.

She wanted to kick Natsume but failed miserably. She slipped on the wet floor.

"Nice figure!" Natsume commented.

"Waa!" Mikan quickly wrapped herself back with the towel.

"Mikan," mumbled Natsume, with his bangs covering.

All Mikan was thinking was how to revenge on Natsume and didn't listen to what Natsume just said.

"Mikan… I love you!" Natsume continued.

Mikan faced Natsume and stared straight at him.

"Nani? What did you just say? Natsume did y- you just say I-I lo-ve you? To me?"

Mikan ran over to Natsume and touched his forehead.

"Are you sick?" Mikan asked. "Do- …"

Mikan's lips were locked with a passionate and unforgettable lip of our favourite fire caster, Natsume Hyuuga!

Mikan was shocked to see Natsume acting like this. The boy she loved for nearly a year.

The kiss she wished. She had finally got. Mikan kissed Natsume back and he pushed her towards the wall. Never letting go off her!

They finally stopped to catch some breath. She smiled at Natsume and said," I love you also, Natsume! "

He pulled off the towel on Mikan and smirked,"Now you're mine! "

She smiled back and allowed Natsume to push her out of the bathroom and onto the bed.

Natsume was on top of Mikan and they continued their passionate kiss… while the rest of the gang enjoyed the rest of the day.

He took off his clothes and enjoyed the rest of the day like any other people, his precious Mikan!

A/N: Umm, I can say this is the last chapter of Power Cut. It's only a two-shot! Anyway, reviews of comment or critism are welcome as said last time.