Part 4: Confusions that lead to grief and mischief

The next day, Sunday, the whole Academy gathered by a Sakura tree. It has been decided for Mikan to be buried directly on that spot.

Mikan's friends couldn't stand to see her, and the worst is they don't even know what really caused her death. And their no.1 suspect: Ayu Mika. She must have done something to Mikan so she ran away proving the very fact she's missing right now.

Flashback

Natsume, angrier than ever grabbed the doctor's collar and without effort, raised him a few cm up the ground. "What do you mean you don't know?"

Hotaru stood by Natsume's side, took out his baka gun to threaten, not even caring if the doctor is her brother herself.

Imai-san gulped. He pities his little sister for this great loss.

"We have examined every part of her body and…"

Natsume blushed by the thought. 'Every part of her body, huh?' Thank goodness, no one saw. The situation was urgent.

Pause…

Me: Hentai!

Natsume: You're the hentai. You're the author here.

Me: Yeah whatever! I think you guys know what our dear Kuroneko is thinking.

Mikan enters….

Mikan: Huh? What are you talking about?

Natsume: Shut up!

Mikan: What's wrong with him?

Go….

"It seems that there ain't anything wrong. We examined the fields covered by her Alice too but there's just nothing wrong. You all know that her Alice doesn't affect her health at all."

"And you call yourself a doctor?"

"We're so sorry. But now, we conclude that her heart must've stopped beating on its own."

"Huh? Stop beating? But why? That day, she was as usual… happy."

Hotaru was desperate. Natsume was too.

"Things like that are possible under different consequences."

Imai-san left the spot with burnt hair tips and swelled cheeks courtesy of her sister's deadly invention.

End of Flash back

The day quickly passed by and now, let's get back to what's happening to 2 people still somewhere in the Northern forest.

2 girls: pant… pant… pant

Girl 1: Ha………. glad we made it Piyo… we weren't breakfast.

Girl 2: Yeah.

Then out of nowhere, a sheet of paper carried by the strong wind at the moment dropped onto the ground.

Girl 1: Huh? They're accounting you as missing. And the odd thing is there is even a pay for some one who can take you back.

Girl 2 (grabs the flyer): You might have not noticed this. But if they all thought I'm missing, then why isn't your name on this flyer? Since were together, you should be missing too.

Girl 1: You're right. Wonder what's happening back there.

Girl 2: 'Ha ha ha! They must have forgotten you! I'm winning!'

After a while, on cue, the other girl started running. One shouted back to the questioning look of her companion.

Girl 2: Bear at your back!

Girl 1: Huh? Bear? Run!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Back at class B, class was silent still because of what happened (or at least what they thought happened). It's not because it's Jinno's class this time but they just wanted to remember their happy times with Mikan in any places they've been with her and one of those places… is their class room.

30 minutes have passed since class started. Really silent…….. now, without the klutz they all know.

They were troubled on concentrating (concentrating on remembering Mikan perhaps) when loud fast foot steps came louder and louder.

The door went, 'BANG!' and they were almost shocked to death as they gasped from what they saw. Some even fainted, the others stood still.

And they were more like petrified when another girl came in and stood with a questioning look just like her escort by her side.

The latter girl who came in spoke up after a few minutes of uttered total silence.

Why is everyone acting like they're seeing ghosts?

In the minds of the students flashed, 'I thought she'-s d-ead?'

Girl 1: Aren't we a bit untidy? (And did a spin.)

Girl 2: You are.

Girl 1: Haaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!! That Mr. Bear, I'm gonna give him my revenge someday.

'Mikan?'

A/n: I maybe one of the most hard working authors. I uploaded 4 chapters in 1 go. Hehe… Joke! I'm almost done with this. I'm uploading the last chapter if I get reviews, ok?

Next deal:

Part 5. You're dead for real this time!