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Chapter 5: Forgiving Silence
Natsume's P.O.V.
The balcony was occupied. I watched from a nearby tree as Mikan Sakura watched the stars. She was…different from before. Very different. Usually, the Mikan Sakura I once knew, she'd smile and laugh at the stars, her carefree persona infectious. But now…there was only silence.
"Don't you think I would know if you were there, Hyuuga?" she drawled suddenly.
"No, I didn't," I admitted, stepping into the moonlight. Damn, she caught me. She looked at me with contempt and obvious distaste though something else was also reflected in those eyes that had transformed from an open book of happiness into a inscrutable orbs like a wet piece of paper, its writing smudged. "So, Mikan," I said, "it's been sometime, hasn't it?"
She smirked. "Why? Miss me?" Then, she stiffened. "Did you call me, Mikan?"
I stared at her long and hard, waiting for a smile to crack or a star to sparkle in her empty eyes. But nothing. She was as emotionless as him. "Yeah," I answered. "I did, Polka. And, I did miss you." She looked at me with the same dismal face I got when I met her earlier this morning. Only a spark reached her eyes. She began to turn to her balcony door.
"Yeah, I did too Hyuuga," she said softly but loud enough for me to hear.
"Mikan?"
She looked up at me with a sort of doubting in her eyes. They began to brim with tears. I moved from the branch I sat on and right onto her balcony. I cupped her cheek in my hand, wiping her tears away. "I'm sorry," I whispered.
She moved my hand away gently and turned. "I forgave you five years ago," she answered, her hand slightly on the handle. "But I don't know if I can trust you anymore." The door clicked shut.
She disappeared from sight as she drew the curtains. I was still in love with her after all these years. Way in love. Until I couldn't breathe. "I'm sorry for making you cry."
Mikan's P.O.V.
The next day seemed brighter than usual. My life seemed…less dark. As my usual routine before class went underway, I thought to last night's conversation with a certain black cat. Why I was breathing so hard and why my heart skipped a beat is unknown to me.
Am I still in love with him?
"No," I said aloud.
"Lying again," a voice drawled. I saw Hisoka at the door. He leaned against the doorjamb casually. "Stop lying, Mikan. I know you, not as well as you know me but you are easy to read when you're not constantly on your guard." I chuckled and began tying my hair.
"You can blame that self-consciousness on Constantine," I commented dryly, referring to the man that had trained me to be an assassin back in Paris. "Anyway, any news on Persona?"
"According to Mia, back in Paris, Persona's finally out of the medical room, again. He heard about you coming here. Watch your back."
"I have to get back to Paris before he gets to me, don't I?"
"Looks like it," he said.
"You know it's against the rules to be in a girl's room, right?"
"It is?" he said, feigning shock.
"Yes," I answered. "I'll meet you later for breakfast." He smiled and left. Before I too vacated the room, I saw something on my window sill. I went and found a crimson rose on the sill. To it was tied a piece of paper. It smelt of spices.
This comes from one who truly loves you.
The stark scarlet of this bloom is no comparison.
To the beauty of your lips of beautiful blood.
I laughed. The sound of it was harsh and hollow from lack of use. I placed the rose in a small vase on the balcony. Who knows what Romeo might do next?
A/N:hehy...hope you guys are looking forward to chappy 6...byebye!!