G.O.T.H.S.
Where chaos is a fancy.
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Leaf Bomb
That was embarrassing.
No, scratch that, that was downright, face reddening, heart pounding, and ignominiously embarrassing.
God, I hate my life.
I can't believe that he… of all people… He just had to do that to me!
Nandeo (sp)!? Kami-sama… Kami, Kami, Kami, Kami-sama!
No, that doesn't sound right, because if you translate that to English it would be: 'Why? God… Paper, Paper, Paper, God!'
And that statement sounds idiotic. Really, I wouldn't want myself to be more of an idiot that I already am. I mean, come on! Who worships a freaking paper?
Hm…. Who worships paper…
ARGH! I can't think about other things when this really, really big problem is blocking me!
Damn you, Hyuuga. Damn you.
I hope you die and go to hell!
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"I think she's really mad at you, Natsume."
Yuu Tobita looked at their leader unbelievably. After recovering from the shock of what he just told them, that was the only thing that could escape his mouth.
"Gee, you only think she's mad at him?"
Yuri Otanashi raised a sardonic brow at their Time Keeper. Duh, this was the hot-tempered tangerine they were talking about.
"I can't believe you did that to our enemy! Where has the trust gone to?"
"Put a sock in it, Gutnie, you're the only one who has a grudge on her. We on the other hand, find her the perfect candidate to be our 6th member. Am I right, Natsume?"
Otanashi faced Natsume with a wry smile plastered on her lips. Natsume merely grunted before standing up, walking towards the railings and jumping off, landing seven stories below, perfectly unscathed.
"Man! I still don't know how he does that!"
Otanashi rolled her eyes.
"That's because you're fat- no, screw that, you're a barrel of lard, Gutnie!"
Imai Hotaru stared blankly at them,
"Haven't you noticed something different about him?"
Otanashi and Gutnie, who were quarreling recently, instantly shut up the moment Hotaru opened her lips. She rarely talks and when she does, it's always crucial.
"He's… different."
Hotaru said softly. She was waiting for them to finally get what she was talking about. The light bulb on Yuu's head suddenly lighted up. Yuu smiled, quite happy about the thought that came to his head.
"I get it! He's no longer causing chaos!"
His smile instantly reversed. That isn't right….
"He's no longer… He's no longer causing chaos!?"
Hotaru rolled her eyes. Really, I thought these guys were geniuses. I guess I was wrong.
"Duh. Usually, his pranks are daily."
"Yeah! But ever since that insulting (Insert Otanashi's cough here) girl entered the Academy, he hasn't done nil!"
"You're the only one she's ever insulted, Gutnie, and that was because you were acting all cocky."
"Idiots. Can't you see? Natsume causes trouble because he wants to get out and pay respect to her girlfriend. Since he hasn't been doing so these past days that means he found someone else!"
All of them stared at Hotaru.
"Wow, Hotaru, didn't know you could say so many words at once."
Idiots. They still don't get it.
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"Ms. Sakura, how are you feeling?"
The nurse spoke softly at the girl lying on the hospital bed. She was the one from before.
"I'm feeling perfectly fine, Mrs. Gomez. Hyuuga just had a few screws loose and decided to act hero, which was needless. This sprain is nothing."
Mrs. Gomez, the nurse that was taking care of Mikan, waved a finger at her.
"Nonsense, Ms. Sakura. An injury is still an injury, after all."
Mikan was about to reply, when someone entered. He looked like some official guy.
"Ms. Mikan Fernalina C. Sakura?"
Said person winced at her whole name.
"What?"
"I have a letter her for you, I know letters don't usually get delivered, but this one seems important."
Mikan nodded as the person handed her the letter. She wondered what could possibly be inside it. Was it her mom? Or was it dad? Maybe it was Minouru saying that he was committing suicide because he was sooo bored… hm…
The nurse and the delivery guy left her inside the room as Mikan gingerly opened the letter.
Dear Mikan,
This is definitely not Minouru, if he wrote a letter to me, it would have started around the lines of 'GET OUT OF THAT FUCKING SCHOOL, YOU BAKA!' …. Mom, perhaps?
I just heard that you won't be able to go out in that fucking academy until you graduate.
This is not my mother.
Listen, sweetie.
Fr –eaky.
Our family is in a tight spot right now…
Our family? Halleluiah! Miracles do happen! One of my parents just cursed!
Stop marveling at my ability to cuss and concentrate!
Whoa.
Your father had an accident.
Looks like we have a winner. The one who sent the letter was mom. Three cheers for me! Wait…
Your father had an accident.
What!
He was having a concert in Seattle. After the show, he went outside for a walk. The idiot! It was around midnight already!
I'll say.
This effin' thief pointed a knife at him and stole his watch.
His Rolex watch?
That's not all.
What!? The suspense is killing me…
After he got the watch… he slashed you're dad's left wrist…
…he slashed you're dad's left wrist…
… slashed you're dad's left wrist…
… left wrist…
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"Ms. Sakura…. You're medicine is –"
The nurse stopped once she opened the door to room 696, which was Mikan Sakura's by the way, to find that it was empty. She knocked on the bathroom door and when no one responded, concluded that something must have happened.
Let's see…
The last time she saw the young girl was when she left her to read her letter…
This is not good.
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Click.
The door unlocked.
All of the members of the G.O.T.H.S. turned to look at the sound which was the door that led to the rooftops, the lock was custom made by Hotaru. Pretty amazing how easily it opens since the key isn't duplicable, and the lock was especially made to squirt some pepper spray when tampered…
… but Mikan Sakura opened it, and she wasn't screaming in pain, either.
They all stared at her. Natsume, who was keeping cool, was screaming inside. Even Hotaru, the ice queen, raised an eyebrow. Otanashi and Yuu were too busy gaping at her to speak.
Gutnie however, was Kilauea.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"
And the volcano erupts.
Mikan however ignored him and went straight to the point.
"I want in. Get me out." (Confusing? Go figure.)
"THER IS NO WAY IN FREAKING HELL WE A—"
Hotaru cut him off,
"How did you get in? That lock was custom made… by me."
Mikan smirked, receiving a warning sign from Yuu and a shocked one from Otanashi. She had galls! Who blamed them for playing goldfish?
"Every synthetic thing has a weakness. You didn't say anything about what I said."
Hotaru was about to reply and Kilauea was about to have another eruption, but Natsume raised his hand, a sign of telling them to shut up. This shows how much control he had over them, obviously, he was in command.
"How do we know you'll be good use to us?"
Mikan was loosing her patience. She needed to go out. Her father was dying and all she needed to do was say goodbye. She deserves at least a little freedom.
"I make bombs. Really good ones at that. You won't know it's one until it explodes right in front of you. But then again, you'll be dead by then, wouldn't you?"
"Prove it."
Argh! The seconds were ticking. Time was running at 1,000,000,000 miles per second, and he's just sitting there, wanting for her to prove something!
Mikan took out something from her pocket: a leaf. It swayed with the wind that was also caressing Mikan's pony tail.
Gutnie laughed out loud.
"Have you gone nuts? Hahaha-"
"No, Gluttony Chubby. I'm perfectly sane. This thing?"
She raised the innocent-looking leaf higher for them to see.
"It's a bomb. Small enough to be lightweight and big enough to blow this entire academy out. But I won't do that, I'm not an idiot like Mr. Gluttony is here."
Snickers were heard.
"We're blowing up that wall, it's 10 meters thick and over 10 stories high. I'm getting out. Whatever it takes. It's going down… no one will know what hit 'em. We'll use this, only with a smaller capacity… the Leaf Bomb."
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"…We'll use this, only with a smaller capacity… the Leaf Bomb."
The giant screen showed their every movements. Mikan Sakura was the one being centered, though.
Everything was coming into place. The plan will be a success. He was sure of that. The G.O.T.H.S. will accept Mikan Sakura, and it will only be a matter of time before he'll have their brilliant minds.
Soon…. Soon…
"Mr. Reo, We have news…"
A bulky security guard entered the room.
"What is it? Can't you see I'm busy?"
"But sir, it's about the mass production of fake items… there's something wrong with the machine."
"Tell the baboons to fix it, imbecile. Or do you want me to go down and fix them?"
The guard gulped and replied an unnoticeable 'yes, sir' before turning his back and closing the door.
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"So it's agreed then, we strike tonight."
Natsume looked at all the five of them. Mikan Sakura still wasn't a member, they were going to test her on the mission, before having to judge.
"Don't screw up."
He locked gazes with the Bomb-maker before changing the topic.
"Your ankle. It's still sprained."
She reddened slightly and turned away.
"What I'm going to do is far more important for me."
"Hn. Meeting adjourned."
All of the other members were still staring at Natsume's odd change of heart before going out through the door.
As everyone left, Natsume sat in the silence, thinking about the possible things that could go wrong and probably will.
He had the strangest feeling they were being watched.
And it was not a fan girl.
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Phew! That was long, for me anyway. I hope all of you enjoyed that.
I guess I updated kinda fast, huh? He he
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