DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GAKUEN ALICE.
Rent a Girl
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I'd show you how much I love you.
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7 years later...
"Children, it was a beautiful ceremony." Yuka dabbed her eyes and kissed Natsume and Mikan on the cheek. They were standing in the vestibule of the church, waiting to greet their guests as Mr. and Mrs. Natsume Hyuuga and family.
"I can't keep my tears from falling through the whole thing." Yuka sniffed, looking at her daughter with pride. "And dear, you were the most beautiful bride I'd ever seen." She looked at her daughter's wedding dress, an antique satin and lace with long flowing train. "I've never seen you look lovelier."
"Thank you mom," Mikan muttered, kissing her mother's cheek. "You look beautiful too." Mikan's eyes traveled over her mother. For once in her life, her mother surprised her. Her floor length silk dress in the palest shade of violet had intricate beddings. She wore a pillbox hat with plumes of the same shade of violet sat on her head. In her ears were cute earrings. She looked wonderful, too wonderful.
"Mom," Mikan said apprehensively, "What do you have on your feet?"
"Dear, my feet?" Yuka inched back.
"Yes, mom," Mikan smiled. "Your feet, let me see them."
"Well, Natsume, Mikan, I better join Narumi in the receiving line." Yuka looked at the child standing beside Natsume. "Let's go Youichi." She half-dragged the tuxedo clad child. "See you later!" Yuka darted away from the couple.
"Mom!" Mikan growled, craning her neck to see. "I'll bet she's wearing those neon-yellow glow-in-the-dark shoes," she muttered, turning to Natsume.
"Come on now, Mikan, stop scowling like that. Here comes the photographer. You don't want him to think you're acting like that because you're sorry you married me." He smirked at her.
"Mr. and Mrs. Hyuuga, look this way please?"
Natsume and Mikan steered their body, smiling brightly.
"Mikan, how do you feel about Singapore?"
"Is that a trick question?" Mikan wondered what her feelings about Singapore had to do with what's going on at the moment.
"No, no, no," Natsume placed his hand on her arm and guided her on the direction the photographer was indicating. "I was just wondering how you felt about Singapore."
"I've never been there." She looked suspiciously at her husband. "What's this sudden interest with Singapore? I thought we're going in Macau for our honeymoon?"
"Mrs. Hyuuga, please?" the photographer heaved a deep sigh. "Could I have your attention for a moment?"
"Behave," Natsume said, trying to hold back a smirk.
"Natsume?" Mikan hissed on the side of her mouth, mindful of the photographer who was watching her intently. "What the hell is going on?"
"Promise me you won't get upset?"
Oh no, she know that tone of voice!
"I promise," Mikan assured him, trying not to smile at the playfulness in his face.
"Mikan, have you heard the romance manga book called Rent a Girl?"
"Heard of it?" Mikan had completely forgotten about the photographer and whipped her head around. "Natsume, that's the number one manga book last month and even this month. I saw it in the – No!" Mikan shouted. "Tell me you didn't!"
He smirked.
"You did, didn't you? You drew Rent a Girl."
Natsume nodded. Here we go again, Mikan thought in amusement.
"So – what does Rent a Girl have to do with Singapore?" Mikan asked.
Why does she feel she was sorry she asked? Maybe it was the devilish look on her husband's oh-so-handsome face.
"Well," he uttered slowly, his mouth curved upward. "Rent a Girl is a finalist in a contest of Best Romance Manga of the year. And the award ceremony is in –"
"Singapore," she finished for him. She sighed. "When do we leave?"
Natsume looked at his watch. "In about forty minutes, and if we don't hurry, we're going to miss our plane."
"Forty minutes!" Mikan hollered. "Natsume, I can't get on the plane in a wedding dress! I'd looked like a runaway bride. And what about Youichi?"
"Mrs. Hyuuga, please?" the photographer sighed again. "If you'll just give me your attention for a few minutes, please? I promise I'll try to hurry."
"Now Mikan," Natsume said. "You promised you won't get upset. Now don't worry about your clothes. Your mom brought your suitcases and a change. They are all waiting in the car. Youichi and your mom are meeting us in Singapore next week. So what do you think?"
"I think you had all this planned."
"I did." He bent down and brushed his lips across hers. "After all, everyone knows I'm a very reasonable and uh –"
"Rational," Mikan supplied.
"Yes, rational man."
"I wouldn't bet the farm on that," she laughed.
"We don't own a farm," Natsume pointed out. "I love you Mikan," he said softly, bending down and scooped Mikan in his arms.
"I love you too," Mikan muttered as Natsume's lips found hers.
"Hold that pose!" the photographer shouted, snapping away.
"Natsume," Mikan murmured, laying her head on her husband's shoulder as he started toward the door.
"Mikan, when we get to Singapore, I'd show you how much I love you," he whispered playfully. He pushed open the church door then stopped. He bent down and kissed Mikan's lips again.
"Is that the fun part?" Mikan asked after Natsume lifted his lips from hers.
"Mikan, that definitely is the fun part!"
.END.
Rent a Girl
Author's Notes: I'm so glad that I finished this story. Major thanks for those who patiently wait for my updates. I know I'm slow in updating them, I'm just so busy with my studies. Nevertheless, I find time to continue my stories.
Again, thanks for reading the story and drop some review if you can. I just want to know if you like the epilogue or not. See you on my other stories.