Wail of the banshee ~ Prologue

Hello there! I decided to write my own Gakuen Alice arc! : ] This is my very first fanfiction, so please be gentle with a greenhorn like me! Have fun while reading (if anyone even reads it xD).

Btw, feel free to point out grammatical mistakes etc.

Claimer: the plot belongs to me; the oc's belong to Higuchi Tachibana.

Summary: A strange sequence of cases is shocking the peaceful daily life in Gakuen alice. Students go missing . If they are found again all students seem to be in some kind of coma, unable to wake up again. Our heroine Mikan is sure that some one is behind thoose crimes. Will she be able to take a look behind the network of intrigues?

„Haaaaaaaa", Mikan Sakura sighed out loud in an exhausted manner while searching shelter under the comfortable blanket in her one-star-room.

It was a bright november afternoon and Mikan had just written a test in her least favourite subject taught by her least favourite teacher; maths by Jinno-sensei.

Mikan glanced out of the window and her gaze was cought by an unfamiliar sight. It was snowing. The nagging exhaustion had been quickly forgotten and Mikan rushed towards the window to enjoy the sight of the white coloured landscape.

"Sugoi" she squeaked excited while pressing her forehead against the window and rubbing her fists against the cold glass to get rid of the steam caused by her warm breath.

There had never been snow in the little village where she lived together with Jii-chan.

But Gakuen alice was different, different in many ways.

It's almost been a year since Mikan enrolled and she got familiar with almost everyone here; there were also expectations but she even learned to get allong with rudely-behaving people like Natsume or Sumire Shouda which became precious friends to her.

Thinking of her old home caused Mikans heart to tremble.

Pictures of Jii-chans sad face flowed into her mind and she re-imagined how rudely the guards at Gakuen Alice had treated him; not allowing him to enter though he had been very ill.

Mikan knew that she had to be a strong girl for Jii-chan since he was strong without his beloved grandchild Mikan as well. But being strong is easier said than done.

Little suspiciously sparkling tears began to climb up the corners of her hazel-eyes as Mikan silently whispered "I miss you...".

"You miss me?" The sudden husky murmur next to her right ear made Mikan tremble and jump arround in embarassment, anger and agony. She refused to turn arround and face the jerk who almost made her have an apoplexy; she already knew who the person standing behind her was anyways. After her blush had faded, she surrendered to the firm grip on her shoulder and faced the "culprit" sternly; as expected it was Natsume Hyuuga.

A stupid "I'm superior"-smirk was already plastered on his face, but before he could remark anything mean Mikan grabbed the nextbest pillow to beat the crap and his stupid smirk out of him.

The trial had already begun.

"Natsume you stupid Jerk! Idiot! Molester! PERVERT!" Every word was accompanied by a strong hit of Mikan's stuffed pillow. "Why are you always creeping up from behind without knocking on the door first?" Natsume cut her blubbering flow of sentences. "Oi Polka! I did knock but it seems that you had problems hearing it while having your naughty fanatsies again".

Mikan acted as if she was ignoring him and put a pokerface on in order to continue her tirade of accusations. In fact the comment about "her naughty fantasies" made her blood boil.

" I bet you wanted to eavesdrop on my intimate talks, huh? PERVERT, damn you for always taking advantage of me!"

"Beating him to a pulp" made Mikan tired, so she fell on her bed from exhaustion once again, regretting that she didn't hit him harder and that she didn't chose a more suitable "weapon" since he wasn't that affected at all. Only his dark hair was a bit disheveled.

Natsume leaned over to face her. His expression spoke volumes. With his stupid smile still plastered on his handsome face, he receited the last part of one of Mikan's sentences. "Intimate talks, huh?" "..." Mikan kept silent; her blood was still boiling and she wished she had a baka-gun, or rather a baka-bazooka to blow Natsume away.

"I never said that, baka!" Mikan charged towards him and tried to attack him with her fists this time, but she failed totally since Natsume dodged all of her attempted hits with ease.

"You did", Natsume stated clearly.

And even though she knew that she did, and even though the answer was obviously visible on her face, (it was flushed crimson all over) she still didn't want to admit defeat.

Natsume sighed, he had missed their bickering. Mikan had been rather busy with whatever reason she had recently, so she almost never had time for her friends. If she had, she spent it with the blackmailing-queen. His dark thoughts were washed away after Mikan sighed as well.

"Natsume, why did you originally come? I bet you didn't came to eavesdrop." His face lit up. "I'm glad that you don't trust me to do something like that. I originally came to invite you to a match".

"A match?" Mikan asked that with a dumbfounded face. Natsume facepalmed inwardly. Damn, Mikan is stupid, he thought. "A snowball fight. Every one from our class is going to participate", Natsume replied with a firm and patient voice. I guess you can all imagine Mikans reaction very well.

That's it for the Prologue! I'll try my best to upload the next issue soon. Did you like it?I know, Natsume is very behaving rather strange here. Or rather: he doesen't act the way he normally does because I suck in describing situations xD

I hope you don't stop reading after the first chap, lol. It will get more exciting in the next chap, I promise.

to be continued ~

next issue: Snowballfights & bad news