I changed my penname guys, sorry about that. I know how most of you dislike constant changes… so please bear with me. Instead of ErieshaForFiera I will now be known as Eriesha… GOMEN!!!

ARIGATO GOZAIMASU:

yan.mango, professional (Arahi Sakura), avril lavigne, anastasia, sherea, jeje3693 (jeje-chan), Chokoreeto-Hime, SarcasticHeartlessAngel, TearsandSorrow, nesbab, chaty (6th chapter), guest, DMPMG, li'l kitty, Iysabelle, aNiMeSaDiSt007, XFNeT, Death-Angel Lavenda, glenda23, Azurana K., SnowCharms, Cuna999, Ichigo!, kemcat16, RaNma11 (chapters 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 10, 11, 12… Whoa)

for reviewing (Did I miss anyone out? If I did, sue me.)

I don't know if I'd continue without you.

To professional: Midori committed suicide 'cause the pressure was building up on her, after she got kicked out, she couldn't take it anymore and decided to jump in hell. You see, (usually) the more mentally enhanced you are, the more emotionally weak. Uhm… Since this is just a fic… I won't go to jail because I made Midori kill herself will I? (Runs and hides) THANK YOU FOR REVIEWING!

To chaty: O! Tinuod kaayo na! Hehe… bisaya ko, Cebu ko napanganak!!! I honestly can't believe what a small world we live in… (",) But I live in Dipolog City now, more popularly called as the Orchid City of Region 9… Thank you for reviewing!!!

To aNiMeSaDiSt007(now TheaforTherese): YOU CHANGED YOUR PENNAME??? AGAIN!!!??? AND YOU MADE ANOTHER ACOUNT THAT PISSES ME OFF!? Well, that makes us even then… Hey, check out my 2 other fics, Anj, just look up my profile!!! Leave a review, will yah? Thanks! And tell Eda I miss her allot! Oh yeah, you missed my recital by the way… (not that I would want you to go… You'll probably just laugh your head off, anyway.) See you on June 4!!! I'LL MAKE SURE I BROUGHT ALL THE MATERIALS FOR COOKING PENGUIN! Oh... have you enrolled already? (Don't mind me… mood swings are regular)

To glenda23: Nope, Natsume didn't know that Midori committed suicide… Bet you're wondering why Ruka knows??? Mwuhahahahahaha! I am too evil to tell you! Mwuhahahahahahahha… (Looks at people staring at me) –Ahem-

G.O.T.H.S.

Where chaos is a fancy.

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Eriesha

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It Has Begun

Her deep, violet eyes clouded in regret as she pushed a button in her small remote. Although nothing looked out of order, Hotaru Imai knew that the electronic barrier on the gate turned off. Knowing that, she snapped her fingers as a rope that came from atop the wall dropped to the ground. Putting on gloves, she sighed. She knew there was an easier way, but she needed to stay unnoticed.

With a regretful look in her eyes, she grabbed the rope and started climbing…

… in order to break-in to the place she tried her best to get out of, Alice Academy.

She knew she was a traitor, knew she was being selfish but… if she doesn't do this, other lives will be at stake.

Like her family's for example.

And with that last thought in mind, the look in her eyes vanished, to the usual cold and unfeeling ones.

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2 days later

"SOD OFF!"

"I love you too, honey!"

"WHY CAN'T YOUR BRAIN COMPREHEND TWO SIMPLE WORDS? SOD. OFF!"

"I know you have a temper, but darling, playing hard to get won't get you anywhere."

"GET A #()&$ LIFE YOU LOSER!"

"SAKURA-SAN! STOP SCREAMING AT THAT BOY AND COME UP HERE!"

Mumbling several incoherent cuss words, Mikan Sakura grudgingly followed the Sensei's order and went up the stage.

"THIS PLAY IS HAPPENING REALLY SOON, PEOPLE, AND IF YOU DON'T DO IT RIGHT, GOD HELP ME I WILL GIVE ALL OF YOU FROGS FOR BREAKFAST!"

Despite his threat, the students laughed and snickered at the distressed Narumi.

"Now that's just harsh, Narumi! WHY DO YOU PUNISH FROGS WHEN IT'S JUST YOUR SHITTY TEMPER THAT'S WRONG?"

"DO. NOT. SWEAR."

Jinno-sensei gulped and backed off. Whoa. Someone's PMS-ing.

Finally reaching the stage, Mikan glared with full force at particularly nothing, before she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"LIFE SUCKS!"

She heard a snicker from behind her. "You know, as much as we guys love you gals, it's the PMS that turns us off."

"I AM NOT PMS-ING! NARUMI IS!" Woops. Did she just scream that, with the possibility of being heard by Narumi?

"Thankfully, Narumi's too busy screaming bloody hell to hear you." Tsubasa Anduo's midnight blue eyes twinkled with amusement at the pissed-off Mikan.

"Saw you with that guy." He chuckled.

Rolling her eyes, Mikan waved her hand dismissively, "Yes, I see the natural talent oozing out of him."

Tsubasa raised an eyebrow, "Talent?" Mikan shrugged. "It was so bloody obvious: the prick has the Ability to Annoy."

Tsubasa laughed. "Talents like that are really hard to come by."

"OKAY EVERYBODY, PLACES! LET'S DO IT FROM THE TOP, SHALL WE? NOBODY ANSWER THAT! JUST DO IT!"

"Yup, definitely PMS."

Beside her, Tsubasa laughed. "OKAY! LET'S DO THE WEDDING SCENE AGAIN! PLACES EVERYBODY! Mikan-" Narumi focused his attention on the female protagonist of their play. "- Natsume isn't here again?"

Mikan gave a small nod, slightly anticipating Mr. PMS to blow up again. But instead, he sighed. "Do his parts then."

WHAT!?

It has been two days since the escape of the GOTHS, and basically, everything's back to normal.

Narumi's still gay, Jinno still loves frogs and guys still come by the buckets, pissing the hell out of Mikan Sakura.

Yup, pretty normal, if you ask me.

The students inside the Academy are still quite restless, though, but despite that, things have been peaceful –

"THAT BOX OF FROGS IS GOING TO BE DELIVERED AT YOUR DOORSTEP FIRST THING IN THE MORNING ANDUO!"

- I take that part back.

Apparently, the play is only days away, and the fact that Tsubasa can't get the wedding thing down only made matters worse.

"Bu- But Narumi-sensei! It really isn't my fault I don't know the difference between Natsume and Demitri! The names are just too confusing!"

Narumi was livid. "DO. IT. AGAIN!"

Cowering, Tsubasa faced Mikan and Natsume once more.

"Do you, Demitri Dohemian take Czemstrelle Tsatina to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?"

"YES!" The scream came from Narumi. "YOU FINALLY MANAGED TO DO IT! AFTER CENTURIES OF FROG THREATS AND EONS OF PATIENCE! YOU FINALLY MANAGED TO DO THE SECOND TO THE LAST SCENE RIGHT!"

Sweatdropping, Mikan tried her best to be serious and answered Tsubasa, trying her best to copy Natsume's voice and tone,

"I… do."

Baka Natsume, you missed rehearsal… AGAIN!

"OKAY PEOPLE, LET"S TAKE THE LUNCH BREAK! BE BACK HERE AT 1!" Screamed Narumi as the bell signaling for the lunch hour rang.

Wondering why Natsume wasn't at the rehearsal again, Mikan decided to find him and tell him off. She went up various rooftops, hoping to find the rehearsal-cutter relaxing somewhere in those places, but he wasn't in any of the rooftops. So she decided to look for him among the Academy's vast forest, starting with the northern woods.

Finally, she spotted him.

"BAKA NATSUME-KUN! Why weren't you at the rehearsal? You've skipped two already!"

He rolled his eyes.

"Answer me, Natsume!"

He was currently sitting on one of the branches of the tall and huge trees in Alice Academy. Running a hand through his ebony black hair, he sighed. Seeing as the screaming entity wasn't going to stop what she was currently doing anytime soon, he decided to climb down.

"Why did you miss practice again?"

Finally reaching the ground, Natsume Hyuuga stared callously at a fuming Mikan Sakura. Her long auburn hair was tied up in a high ponytail, her fists resting on either side of her hips as she glared furiously at him. She was wearing the school uniform as one of their punishments for doing that stunt they did two days ago. I said one of the punishments.

"I've been covering up for you, you know, and the fact that Narumi's PMS-ing doesn't help one bit. In fact, it makes matters worse!"

He raised an amused eyebrow. "Narumi PMS –es?"

It was her turn to roll her eyes at him. "All gays have it! Now stop changing the subject and answer me!"

Natsume pointed a finger at his clothing. "See this little girl? See it?" His tone sounded as if he was talking to a three year old. "I'm wearing black."

"What do you take me for? Blind?"

"Do you know what black means, you ignoramus?" He took a menacing step closer. "It means death. Obviously, I am still in mourning!"

"You sure don't act like it!"

"You mean I have to feign sadness in order to really be in mourning?" He sent her a smirk as her glare intensified.

"I never said you should feign –wait a minute. FEIGN SADNESS!? You mean you're not upset about that Midori someone being dead?!" She looked slightly taken aback.

"Of course I'm upset…" He frowned and sat on the grass. "But the more I think about it, our relationship was pretty shallow." And with that, he turned to his usual cold manner and grabbed a manga that was lying flat on the ground. He seemed to have intentionally wanted to read it on top of the tree but was too tired to climb back up again.

"So… If that's the case, why did you miss practice?"

Rolling his eyes, Natsume stood up and walked away. "You're annoying."

"Got a problem with my personality?" She jogged to keep up with him. "As a matter of fact…. Yes."

She looked at him, annoyance clearly written all over her flawless face. "Even so, you didn't have to miss practice! Why did you miss practice? Tell meeeee!"

"Shut up --" Beside him, Mikan looked at her watch and screamed. "HOLY CRAP! LUNCH TIME'S OVER! WE'RE 16 MINUTES LATE FOR THE REHERSAL!"

She ran past him, with Natsume trailing his gaze at her back, as fast as her legs could carry her, her skirt fluttering against the strong wind that was blowing…

Several meters behind the distressed Mikan Sakura, who had already turned on the corner, Natsume Hyuuga let out an amused smirk as he, too, quickened his pace.

"—Polka Dots."

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"The plan must succeed! Agents… We. Move. Now!"

His voice cackled through the device. His deep, cerulean blue eyes looked scared; her royal purple ones looked regretful.

Finally, after what seemed like eons, both traitors answered monotonously, "We understand. Operation Prima commences."

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Sorry?

Argh! (gets mobbed by angry readers)

(Choke) I can explain! Our recitals just recently finished! (Choke) I said recitals. Meaning more than one! Meaning plural! Meaning any number that is larger than the smallest counting number!

(Insert screams of "NOT GOOD ENOUGH" here)

Alright, alright! (CHOKE, GASP, WHEEZE) I also needed to enroll for the 2nd year! AND my li'l bro's b-day is coming up: May 24th, he's turning 4, and things have been kinda hectic lately.

The fact that Writer's Block keeps visiting me (it simple loves me to bits) isn't helping, either. And I know you already hate me for the fact that I changed my penname…

Uhm…

SOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

Eriesha

Please tell me what you think of this chapter... uh... without killing me?