Author's Note 11/7/2006: Another chapter! I'd like to thank the following people for reviewing Chapters 3-5: simplebutspecial, Anime-tanaka, Natsumesama, Esa MaRie, Ghiminaruho, o.Twilight Dreams.o, Soul of the Rain, The Cool Kid and the Nameless One, kukali, michiy0, hend, Blue Firefly, Star Sapphirex, me (anon), enverolemina, natsumexmikan,iluvBR AND aya09. Thank you, thank you – thank you! And thanks to those people who just read but don't review, you're also helpful to me!! Hope you like Chappie 6!!!

"Hey little girl" the whispered. She turned around and the grabbed her by the wrists, the covered her mouth with their grimy and greasy palms as she kicked and screamed. Nobody was paying attention, the bright Tokyo neon lights were blinding them, the loud music was deafening them. Nobody could hear her cries for help.

"You're a tough one"

She resisted, she kicked and pushed. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she began to get more tired as she was now. She then, stopped – her energy drained and she had no energy at all – she didn't have time for lunch and she just had yoghurt for breakfast.

"Help me…"

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Chapter Six

Flower Fireworks

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Mikan came to her senses after a few hours. She was inside a warehouse full of boxes. There was hardly any oxygen coming through the tiny window. Her hands were tied up, and the rope was cutting through her skin painfully. Her legs were tied up as well and she was gagged. What did they want with her? She wasn't famous or rich. She was terribly hungry and she could hear footsteps pacing outside the next room. Then a door swung open.

A man with rough-looking and yellow colored teeth walked up to her. He was wearing a green bonnet with holes in it, a blue oversized sweater, a yellow fishing vest and a baggy pair of jeans. "Waken up so quickly?" he said, his breath smelled like sardines and rotten tomatoes.

Another man came in, he had long brown hair that he tied messily into a bun, he wore a green t-shirt and oversized shorts. He scanned Mikan and smirked. "So who's your boyfriend, little lady?"

The first man removed the handkerchief that they gagged her with. She gasped for breath and glared at the two of them. "I have no boyfriend…what makes you think I do?" she replied.

"Well, you came out of the apartment where most celebrities live…and you look like you're the girlfriend of somebody" the second man said.

"WHAT! I'M NOT THE GIRLFRIEND OF NATSUME!"

"Natsume Hyuuga – eh?" The first guy said, grinning sinisterly. Mikan wanted to bump her head on the wall. She had given it out. Now, they're probably going to make Natsume or any of the My Favorite Loser cast pay ransom for her freedom.

"Didn't know the guy was the…er… lovey-dovey type" the second guy commented. "Do you have his number?"

"Yeah…wait… I'll check my cell phone"

"How do you know his number?"

"We have sources. We're professionals. Don't think we're amateur kidnappers. We have kidnapped lots of the loved ones of celebrities… and most celebrities are too selfish to pay the ransom…and do you know what we do to our victim?"

Mikan gulped. "I'd rather not know…"

"Oh yes. Excuse us. We forgot to introduce ourselves. My name is Beer and this is Tequila" the first man said

What odd names thought Mikan.

"Anyway, I'm going to dial your boyfriend's number right now" Tequila grinned and took the cell phone of Beer. He winked devilishly at Mikan who shuddered at his disgusting face and waited for Tequila to start talking to Natsume.

"Hi. You've reached the apartment of Natsume Hyuuga. He's not home right now, please leave a message after the beep…"

"Damn. He's not at home. Do you have his cell number?" Tequila asked, scanning through the phone book of Beer. "Yeah, I think so…"

These were the most pathetic kidnappers she's ever met.

"Ah! It's here, I'm going to call your dear lover right now"

Ginger Street Premiere

(Natsume's POV)

Ginger Street was a new sitcom that was going to show this December. One of my friends is going to be one of the lead roles, so I was invited. Celebrities strutted around the party, wearing designer outfits, their hair done and high lighted, drinking margaritas, loud hip hop music played in the stereo as I sat down on a couch watching the amateur band they had got to perform for the entertainment. I felt my cell phone vibrate. I looked at the number of the caller…it was an unknown caller… I went to the bathroom to answer the call.

"Yeah…?"

"Natsume Hyuuga?" a raspy voice whispered.

"Yeah, it's me? Wait… are you one of those fans who go beyond boundaries to find my cell number… cause if you are…"

"Nope. But we're fans of your money. We know you've got billions of yen in your bank account"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Nah. We're threatening your beloved girlfriend"

"I have no girlfriend, you moron"

"Oh really? I'll put you on with her"

I was completely confused at the moment.

"Natsume? Hi… it's Mikan. They've got me hold up in this warehouse…where is it? –pause- Oh it's in the outskirts of Tokyo. It was a… -pause- oh yeah, a warehouse for fireworks before…-pause- Yeah, and they want a million yen in exchange of my life…or else they'll…WHAT! YOU MUST BE KIDDING!! –pause-…they said they'd…gulp… behead me"

I closed his cell phone. My heart raced fast as he ran out of the bathroom and out of the party. Ruka was now walking back out of Tokyo Palace.

"Oy. Natsume… what are you doing here?"

"THE IDIOT GOT HERSELF KIDNAPPED, DAMN IT!" I yelled.

"Oh. Are you talking about Mikan? Where did she get kidnapped?"

"She said something about this warehouse for fireworks in the outskirts of Tokyo"

Hotaru ran into them. "My Idiot tracker says that she's thirty-two kilometers away from here. I was alarmed when the Idiot tracker indicated that she was so far, so I got the feeling that she was kidnapped – or got drunk"

Normal pov

"Thirty-two kilometers away from here? Hey, let's take the limo there. But aren't they charging you for her life?" Ruka said, as they ran to the parking lot.

"Yeah. A million yen…but I don't want to spend all of that for a stupid girl's life"

"Maybe we can get her out with the kidnappers noticing…here's the car! But where's our chauffeur?"

"Who cares, Ruka! I'm going to drive" Natsume said getting in the car, Ruka and Hotaru sat in the back.

"You're starting to like her" Ruka teased.

"GOD, RUKA! It's no time for teasing right now!" Natsume yelled from the front, as he stepped on the accelerator.

"Natsume and Mikan sitting on a tree…k-i-s-s-i-n-g…first comes love…second comes marriage…third comes a baby in a carriage!"

"SHUT UP!!!!"

They drove thirty-two kilometers. Hotaru gave the directions since she held the Idiot tracker. It was two in the morning already, the traffic was unusually heavy and it made Natsume curse and curse whenever there was a point they had to stop. It was quite amusing to see a limousine speed down the highway.

By three fifteen, they stopped at the warehouse. It smelled damp and musty. It said: FIREWORK EMPORIUM. There was chicken wire on the walls, it looked like a prison and there were crates and boxes of unused fireworks.

"I've got an idea. Let's set these fireworks on fire, making them explode. The kidnappers will see that there are trespassers and run here, when they do – we'll sneak inside the warehouse. We must set many fireworks on fire so that there will be numerous explosions"

"You're so smart, Hotaru" Ruka laughed.

Hotaru just looked away.

Natsume took out his lighter, Ruka pried open the crates and there were various kinds of fireworks inside the crate. They took them out of the crates one by one and pulled them out of their boxes and containers. They laid them on the floor as Natsume lit them. The fire ignited the fireworks and colors shot up in the air.

"Quick! Let's go in before they come!" Natsume said. "There usually is a back door, so we could probably take that" Hotaru said, they ran to the back of the warehouse, they could hear the sound of the fireworks and they watched different colors fall in the ground and disappear softly.

"The door is jammed!"

"DAMN IT!!"

"There's a window here. But it's a show-window. Do we have anything to break it?"

"Here!" Natsume said, throwing a brick he found on the floor at Ruka, he dodged it and it broke the show window, they climbed in – avoiding the pieces of glass on the floor. The kidnappers couldn't hear the sound of the window breaking since the explosions were much more distracting.

"According to my Idiot tracker…she's twelve meters away from us. Go right…now go left…now…"

The next room was darker than the rest, Natsume opened his lighter to light the room. And there was Mikan, tied up on the floor with a handkerchief gagging her.

"MIKAN!!" Ruka said, running up to her and embracing her. Mikan flushed into a pretty color of crimson as Ruka untied her.

"Thanks, Natsume" Mikan said softly, as she got up.

"Shut up. Now let's get into the limo before they come back" Natsume said, shaking away his blush.

The four of them ran out from where they came in. Beer and Tequila were freaking out, looking around for the 'trespassers' and clumsily trying to put out the fireworks since they were going to attract too much attention. Hotaru called the police as they entered the limousine and Mikan fell asleep on the car, exhausted.

They stopped at Tokyo Media Industries first to report what happened and they rested in the Celebrity Lounge, drained from their hero work. As Natsume lay down on the sofa, reading a magazine – Mikan threw a small box at him.

"What's this?" Natsume asked. "Read the label" Mikan told him, her face beet red.

FLOWER FIRE WORKS

"What the hell do you want me to do with this?"

"In the warehouse, I found this box beside me. I knew you were going to come for me Natsume, I had faith in you. So maybe…"

She inhaled and turned redder. "We can watch the fire works together"

Natsume glanced at her for one moment and slowly walked to the vast balcony where they usually eat lunch. He took out the fireworks and lit them up with his lighter, Mikan watched in awe as it shot up in the sky in various colors.

Blue, red, pink, orange…they were in the shape of flowers. They lit up the sky in such a breathtaking way that the early morning clouds became visible as the fire works sparkled in the air. The smell of fire lingered around the balcony as more fireworks flew into the air and burst into magnificent colors.

"Hey Natsume,"

"What?" Natsume responded softly, still watching the fireworks as it reflected brightly in his eyes.

"I've always wanted to watch fireworks with Ruka… but watching fireworks with you…it's fine with me"

Natsume looked down, he was blushing intensely and he didn't want anybody to see him do so. GOD! IM ACTING LIKE A CHEESY GUY IN SOME TEEN FLICK! Natsume thought and attempted to hit himself to remove the redness until the idiot spoke.

"Natsume,"

"WHAT?!?!" Natsume demanded impatiently.

"Let's go somewhere together tomorrow… I mean… not in a date you know cause that's gonna be weird and people are going to gossip about you in the tabloids…I guess with Ruka and Hotaru also…okay?"

"Do what you like"

"What YOU like" Mikan corrected, pointing to Natsume.

"Thanks again" she whispered and entered the room again

"WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?!!?!" Natsume yelled and kicked the box of fireworks.

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Author's Note: Oh my tosh! Where will Natsume, Mikan, Hotaru and Ruka go tomorrow? Perhaps Ruka and Hotaru get lost on the way and Natsume and Mikan will have to spend the day together? O.O find out in the next CONCLUDING CHAPS!