The Pixie Princess

Love prevails! Natsume finally has Mikan in his arms, and Mikan finally realised that she loves Natsume. Now all they need is a wedding... A WEDDING!? What about Natsume's coronation? When will Natsume and Mikan finally have kids, and can the Wizarding and Faerie Kingdoms finally be brought together again by an act of marriage between a soon-to-be Wizard King and a Once-Upon-A-Time Pixie Princess? NXM

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Chapter Fifteen: It Started With Once Upon A Time...

"So you two finally got together? About time!" Tsubasa grinned as he and Misaki stared at Natsume and Mikan, the two sudden love-birds, holding hands and turning dark red under this sudden interrogation by their supposed friends.

"You knew!?" Natsume roared, and Tsubasa swiftly dodged a flying punch as he laughed hard whilst Misaki smirked, then flapped a hand. Natsume stood still, but he was glaring daggers at Tsubasa, who was probably concocting some form of joke in his head about dim-witted lovers who didn't know about their feelings until it was too late.

"Of course we did, Natsume... you and Mikan were always flirting with each other," she grinned dangerously, and Natsume wondered if he dared to burn her hair? Mikan then interrupted with a gasp,

"I never flirted! I don't even know how to flirt!" she cried out loudly, and Misaki gave a small chuckle, then put a hand on Mikan's shoulder.

"You don't have to know, you just did it without knowing... anyway, everyone kind of knew that you two liked each other... we read the signs, saw how much you teased each other and how much time you spent together, especially when it was just the two of you. Even Aoi knew, and she's the youngest!" Misaki cried as Natsume snorted, rolling his eyes. Mikan blinked, staring at him.

"Oh! That saying she had... the weird one... about others observing whilst we don't know? Was that about us?" Mikan asked as Misaki nodded, and Tsubasa folded his arms triumphantly. Natsume glared at him harder, and evern growled a little.

"Yep! You two took a long time to realise your feelings, though! We were getting a bit bored of it, to be honest... but it all worked out in the end, right?" Tsubasa asked as Mikan slowly nodded, then looked down at her hand wrapped in Natsume's, and she blushed lightly.

Natsume noticed this.

"What's wrong with you? Are you getting a fever?" he asked, snapping at his words a little as Mikan's eyes widened and she shook her head. Misaki and Tsubasa couldn't hold back their laughter.

"Oh, how clueless!" chortled Misaki. Natsume swung a glare at her, but Misaki and Tsubasa continued to laugh. Natsume looked at Mikan, an eyebrow arched. He was kinda confused, but Mikan wasn't. Not at all. Now she knew just why she and Natsume hadn't realised their feelings for each other sooner. They were both just a clueless as each other...

"What are you looking at, Dust for Brains?" Natsume then snapped, and Mikan blushed again, but shook her head and smiled, tightening the grip held on Natsume's hand, and she stood closer to him.

"Nothing... I'm just happy to be here... with you." she whispered, and Natsume's ears turned a bright shade of red as Mikan giggled. Even if he was the prince of gloomyness and fire, he was still cute in his own way.

"Whatever." he muttered as both Tsubasa and his wife grinned from ear to ear. Well, this was sure to be the start of a beautiful, embarrasingly cute relationship between the Pixie Princess and the Soon-To-Be-King of the Wizarding Kingdom...

"Oh, Natsume, my son!~ You're back!" the King sing-songed the second Natsume walked through the palace doors with Mikan in tow. Mikan swore that she heard Natsume growl under his breath a little. Well, his father was a little forward...

"Obviously, or I wouldn't be here." Natsume muttered to himself, loud enough for his father and Mikan to hear, of course. His father smiled happily, then suddenly spotted Mikan, and swooped upon her.

"Oh, Little Princess, there you are! How was your trip to the Flower Fairy Kingdom, may I ask? Did you enjoy your week? Did time just simply fly by?" he asked, then started to laugh at his own pun as both Mikan and Natsume cringed. Oh, boy. She'd have to live with that for the rest of her life, now...

"Erm, it was fin, your Majesty, a little... different, but it was just fine." she mumbled, struggling to find another word other than 'fine' as Natsume stared at her, then glowered at the thought of Mikan even stepping one foot out of the Wizarding Kingdom again. He didn't want her to disappear ever again ifhe could help it.

"Oh, how fabulous! Now..." the King turned back to Natsume abrubtly, smiling from ear to ear. "What is so important that you had to request me via the guards? You could have asked me yourself, in person." the King stated as Natsume stared up at his father, and then suddenly lifted his and Mikan's hands into the air, clasped tightly together.

Mikan could not hide the redness rising in her cheeks.

The King stared at the enclosed hands, at the entwined fingers, and then at Mikan's beet red face and Natsume's permanent, trade-mark stern and dark look that swept across his entire face. Howeever, he seemed a lot calmer, and a little happier, too...

And then Natsume put their hands down as he prepared for sudden happiness from his demented father...

"Oh my son! How wonderful, how beautiful! I always knew that you two would one day be together! Oh my, where are the invites, where are the candle sticks? This calls for a CELEBRATION!~" the king cried happily, trying to catch Natsuem in an expected hug, but Natsume dodgedswiftly and turned, Mikan turning with him, suddenly finding herself trying to keep up with Natsume as he walked away from his overly happy father. He was walking very fast, and it was evident that it was because he was trying to run away from his father.

Mikan couldn't help but giggle, and Natsume turned his head to stare at her, his eyes cold.

"Don't be angry with him... it was your decision, remember. Anyway, he would have found out eventually, what with the sudden commotion of our friends, or you sister..." Mikan muttered. Natsume shrugged his answer, and continued walking, Mikan's hand in his tightly, and she continued to follow him, but thankfully he was going a lot slower.

"Whatever." he answered gruffly, thwen came to a halt again and narrowed his eyes to what was in front of him. Mikan blinked, looked at Natsume, then at the scene that was right in front of her, and her mouth dropped open. There was Aoi, Natsume's sister and her friend, with another man, a very tall man, with glittering ilver hair, and they were kissing!

"Wow, Aoi got further than us... and she's younger!" Mikan whispered, surprised as Natsume rolled his eyes. He was more concerned with the fact that his sister was kissing Youichi, a boy, who was probably just like the other guys who went after his younger sister, except...

Except Aoi liked this one. She had never shown any interest in boys before, just like Mikan, and then suddenly a gardener, a normal, regular wizard with no status at all, comes along and she's head over heels. At least he was better than Kaname, thought Natsume, because Kaname... he was no good for either Mikan nor Aoi, he would never let any of his girls near him again.

"Natsume? Are you okay?" Mikan then whispered, waving a hand in his face slwoly as he blinked, and gave one last look at Aoi and Youichi, embracing romantically, then turned to Mikan and stared her in the eyes, his gaze never wavering as Mikan looked back up at him, a little intimidated, a little confused, and a little bit flushed in the cheeks. "N-Natsume?" she repeated, her voice caught in her throat.

Why was he staring at her so intensely? Did she have something on her face.

"I'm not romantic." he started, and Mikan's eyes panned out a little. She didn't really understand Natsume, he was so confusing. and this moment was no less confusing than many other times Mikan had had a conversation with Natsume that made her feel a little dumber than she was already.

"So?" was all she could answer with. Natsume sucked in his breath, and he put his hands on her shoulders, and squeezed gently.

"I don't... hug or act all sickly sweet or anything like that." he muttered. Mikan blinked, then slowly let her eyes drift towards Aoi and Youichi, so sweetly wrapped around each other, romantic, fluffy and wonderfully sweet. She realised just what Natsume was getting at.

"Natsume, you don't need to be--" she began, but he cut her off, and dropped his hands from her shoulders, staring right at her, directly and intensely like he always did.

"I'm cold and I push people away... I hate letting people in... I can't provide you with lovey dovey affection, or satisfaction." he muttered. Mikan smiled gently, shaking her head. Natsume was hopeless.

"Natsume... you're simply hopeless." she breathed, and he narrowed his eyes at her before reeling backwards when Mikan threw her arms around his neck suddenly, and she laughed airily, "You provide me with everything... I love you for you, not because you're all sickingly gooey and gushy with me. I just want you to be you, Natsume... and you want me to be me, the stupid, loud, air-headed and overly excited Mikan Sakura, right?" she asked gently. Natsume stood there, thinking as he stared at Mikan, thne slowly nodded.

"Yes." he muttered, and Mikan smiled as natsume took her hand gently in his, and steered her towards the exit of the palace. He didn't want to be near his eccentric father, who was talking to a few guards about an up-coming ceremony for Natsume, who hadn't agreed to anything as stupid as a ceremony. Mikan followed him through the royal garden to the large iron gates, which opened before them, and the two walked hand in hand through the streets of the Twon Centre.

"Where are we going, Natsume?" Mikan asked quietly, wondering why Natsume was steering her away from the palace. She thought that they would talk to his father, tell him of their plans. Wait, what plans? Natsume had not discussed anything with her at all. Nothing about their future together. He had just held her hand, showed it to his father and then agreed that he wanted to keep Mikan the way she was.

If anything, that was a bit disappointing; Natsume was supposed to propose to her, hold her close and kiss her lovingly when she said yes. She thought that he would be romantic about it and then take her to the gortto before they told everyone of their plans.

But he didn't. He just strolled through the Twon with her as she followed, wondering where they were going. Mikan soon realised where they were heading, though, because they had passed the gates that were the entry and exit to the Wizarding Kingdom, and the two soon came across a field of flowers.

The field of flowers where they had first met. Mikan gasped, smiling as she let go of Natsume's hand and started to run around, smelling the flowers and staring at all the beautiful colours as the sun poured over them, but from where Natsume was standing, light emulated all around Mikan, and her wings glittered with a brilliant glow, and he could see how much she had grown throughout that year and a half they had spent together. Mikan had surely grown, and she was becoming a woman.

He then walked up to Mikan, who had seen a butterfly and was trying to catch it with all her might. She lifted her hands in the air, waving them about frantically as the butterfly flitted about in front of Mikan playfully, not letting her get close enough to him. Natsume was the reminded of that first day he had met Mikan Sakura, that carefree princess who was from the Faerie Kingdom, who ran away to be herself, and to around the things she loved the most;

The Flowers, the sun, and the freedom. The things she had always loved, and the things that she would always love.

And the he saw it; as she was playing in that field of flowers, her long chestnut coloured hair flowing behind her and then whipping in her face when she turned and smiled towards her, he saw that glow of light that had always been there, but he had just been too blind to see it. He saw an angel, the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with... the girl he truly loved.

Natsume walked slowly through the field of flowers, towards Mikan as she ran after the butterfly. He caught her by the arm before she could run off again, and she turned to look at him, and saw that once again, Natsume was staring at her intensely. She blushed instantly, wondering what was going to happen;

"Mikan..." Natsume started, and she sighed,

"I know, I know.. 'You're such a dust brain!' right?" she beamed, giggling at the gruff voice she had put on, trying to sound like Natsume as he stared at her, then smirked a little. Mikan became confused, wondering why he was smirking.

"Not at all." he began, and Mikan's eyes widened. He wasn't calling her dust brained? That was a bit out of the ordinary, for Natsume, "But I need to tell you... no, ask you of something." he started as Mikan raised an eyebrow. Natsume thought for a ,moment, then dropped Mikan's arm and started to rustle around in the flowers. She blinked, watching him as he took a small flower, then handcrafted it into something else before putting a spell on it and showing it to Mikan, who stared at it.

"What is it?" she asked gently as he held his hand open for her to see, and Mikan picked it up, lifting it to the sunlight, and her eyes widened when she realised what it was;

"A ring." Natsume claimed, and Mikan turned her head sharply to look at Natsume, eyes wide and round as he took the ring from her, then took her hand in his gently, and held it up as she let her other hand clamp over her moutnh in shock. She knew what he was going to do, and she didn't think that he would do it, especially standing there, the place they first met, the field of flowers.

The most romantic, beautiful place. The place Mikan would remember forever, where she had met and been proposed to by Natsume, her prince.

"Marry me?" he then whispered, and placed the daisy ring on Mikan's small finger as her eyes welled up. She couldn't believe it, and neither could Natsume; he had proposed to her, so romantically...

Natsume breathed in, still awaiting her answer. Of course, he feared the worst; she could always reject him, and of course he'd be crushed, but this was Mikan, and she wouldn't... would she?

"So... will you?" he muttered, his ears still acheing as Mikan gulped, staring at the hand that held hers so gently, so wonderfully. She couldn't think of a better fit, and she knew that if she didn't say yes, she would be a fool among fools, because she had pined for him, wished to be with him, and to throw it all away would be just plain stupid...

"Yes." she whispered , and Natsume breathed a sigh of relief, thankful. He was ready to let go of her hand when Mikan stopped him, and clutched his hand tightly in hers, smiling as he gave her a small, light smile back. Mikan felt so happy, standing there, with the man she loved, in a field that was so memorable and wonderful, holding his hand in hers, with a ring on her finger...

"Kiss me." she whispered, and leaned up to Natsume, letting go of his hand and holding his face in her palms as they kissed, standing there in a field full of flowers whilst butterflies flew and the sun started to set in the sky, and the two embraced, happy as they stood together, holding one another in each others' arms...

It had all started with that story book beginning of 'Once Upon A Time', and continued with a lot of difficulties, where we had to face our own challenges. Crushes, love, jealousy and heartbreak... we had to go through all that, and much more. But because we endured we, we got there. We got to that last chapter. We got to our 'Happily Ever After'...

Or is it just the beginning?

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"I knew she'd amount to something..." Sumire whispered to herself, staring at a photograph she had been sent through Air-Mail. Koko then walked in, wondering who Sumire was talking to, only to find her standing alone, smiling.

"What's that, honey?" Koko asked, walking up to Sumire and kissing her cheek. Koko and Sumire, King and Queen of the Faerie Kingdom, had been blissfully married for thriteen years. Sumire was a well-liked Queen and successfully ran the kingdom alongside her caring, but a little irritating, husband, whom she loved dearly.

"Juts a letter... from the Princess." she smiled as Koko sat down, eyes wide. He rested his hands on his knee's.

"That Princess?" he asked as Sumire nodded, and walked towards him. She held out the letter and photo, showing him as he scanned the piece of paper, then stared at the photo. He couldn't help but smile and let out a little chuckle.

"Well, I'll be... she really did find her place, didn't she?" he asked as Sumire nodded, then sighed as she stared at the photo of Mikan, the princess who once had pixie wings but now had the wings of light, and beside the smiling faerie stood an angry looking man who had been forced to wear a crown on his head whilst three small children were sitting on his lap, grinning madly up at the camera. Two of them were without wings, but one of them, a little girl who looked exactly like her mother, sported pixie wings, small but bright, and beside them were another couple; a silver haired lad and a dark haired girl, who was carrying a bundle in her arms, and then an older man who put his fingers behind the young King's head to give him rabbit ears.

She definately looked happy, and Sumire was glad of that. Mikan deserved to be happy; she had been through enough grief in her youth,a dn it was a good thing that her happy ending had come along for her, even if it was in the Wizarding Kingdom.

"She really grew up, didn't she?" Sumire whispered, placing the letter and photo as she walked towards the window, watching the sun set as Koko stood up and walked towards her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and smiling as he hugged his wife. She placed her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes with a small smile on her face.

Then before long, the couple walked away when the sun finally went to sleep, and all that was left in the room was the letter...

A Field Filled With Flowers

Once upon a time, a little princess was born. However, just like her mother, she was cursed with the wings of a Pixie. Growing up, she had a hard life, for her grandfather wished for her to grow her Princess Wings and to take over the throne like his son had done, her father. However this little princess could not grow her Princess Wings, and so she was made fun of by many of the other faeries within the kingdom because of her Pixie Wings. But this never bothered the little princess, for she was happy with her wings. She loved them, but she did wish for acceptence from the kingdom and her grandfather.
One day when she was sixteen the little princess was out in a field of flowers after running away. Her grandfather had locked her up, and she did not like this, so decided to leave for one day of peace, away from the ridicules of others and away from her grandfathers' training for her to become a Princess Winged faerie. The little princess loved the field of flowers so much, for she always thought flowers were precious and treasured them. But on that very day she met new friends. She was found by four Wizards who had decided to take a walk; one female Wizard studying Fairyology, and three male Wizards, one being the son of a Duke, and one being the Prince of the Wizarding Kingdom. These people did not make fun of the little pricness' wings, not even the one who knew it wasn't correct for a faerie to have pixie wings at sixteen. They all accepted her, and so the little princess felt happy, so happy that she presented the prince with a rosebud that she had covered in Pixie Dust, meaning that it would live forever.
On her return to her palace, the little princess was scolded, and that was when she decided she did not want to be in a kingdom where she was not accepted by the people and her grandfather. So, she ran away, leaving a note to her dear mother. The little princess left for the Wizarding Kingdom, where she stayed with the girl she had met in the field of flowers. There she stayed, accepted by a kingdom different to her own, where no one had seen a pixie winged faerie before, and yet they accepted her. There she felt at peace, at home, and she realised how truly happy she was.
Then, on the night of the Wizard Prince's seventeenth birthday, the little princess had found something; the prince had let the small rose bud she had given him bloom into a beautiful rose. This had surprised her, for he had been cruel and cold to her, and she had taunted him and made him angry, so she did not know why he had let the rose bloom so beautifully. She confronted him, and realised that he considered her his friend, and when the rose finally finished blooming, the little princess bloomed as well.
However the little princess' wings did not turn into the wings or a faerie or the wings of a princess, they stayed as Pixie Wings, but they were bigger, stronger, faster, brighter and better. The little princess was distraught, for she had read stories of her ancestors which told her of Pixie Winged faeries who had grown faerie wings lovelier than anyone else's or even the wings of an Angel, so she did not know why her wings were the way they were. But the Prince told her that she was already accepting of herself, so her wings stayed the way they were because they were her true wings. And she knew that he was speaking the truth, for her wings had always been her true wings.
Then one year after finding her true self and leaving her royal title, the little princess was courted by a prince of the Flower Faerie Kingdom, and for one week she stayed with him to see if she loved him enough to marry him. However, during that week, the little princess was lonely, sad and missed her friends terribly, but she missed one person in particular; the Wizard Prince. The little princess realised that she did not love the Flower Faerie Prince, and knew that she could not live in the flower faerie kingdom, because no matter how much she loved flowers just like her mother, she could not stay in a kingdom where she was not accepted, and where her friends were not. The little princess decided to return to the kingdom of Wizards, but she was stopped by the prince, who wished for her to stay for the entire week, and so she did, but throughought that week the little princess was brainwashed by a deadly love potion, and her mind was clouded with the fake love for the Flower Faerie Prince, whom thought she was truly in love with him. The two were to be married, but the love potion was a cruel plan to take over the kingdom, and so an evil Dark Faerie tore the wings of the little princess, the wings she had worked hard for, and she was left, crying as the Dark Faerie took on her pixie winged form and flew from the room, dusguised as her so she could marry the Flower Faerie Prince. But the little princess found a way to break the curse;m she created magic. And by creating magic, she needed to think of the person she truly loved, who was not the Flower Faerie Prince, and by realising he was not her true love, she realised who was; The Wizard Prince. The little princess broke the love potion's curse, and she was able to save the Flower Faerie Prince from marrying the Dark Faerie. But the Flower Faerie Prince did not believe the true pixie winged princess, and asked her to leave. However, she was persistant, and with her friends by her side, the little princess created a ball of light, the Light of Truth, and revealed her true self and everyone else; the Dark Faerie was shown to be who she really was, but the little princess did not restore her pixie wings; instead, she grew Wings of Light, for her true self was an Elemental Faerie. Alongside her friends, the little princess prevailed in saving the Flower Faerie Prince and his kingdom, but she left, knowing that she didn not belong there.
And so she returned to the Wizarding Kingdom, and there she was reunited with the prince she truly loved; and one day, after they had confessed their love to each other, the Wizard Prince took the pixie winged princess to the field flowers where they had first met, and he proposed to her.
And where it had all started, it had begun again. Where a field of flowers grow, a pixie princess will be there, chasing the butterflies and picking the wild flowers, whilst watching her is her prince, the man who lights her life, her one true love, the man who made her bloom and find her true self...

And so here it ends, guys! The very last chapter! Now, I have an idea, but may NOT go through with it; what would you think of me writing the stories, from the first angel faerie maybe, of Mikan's ancestors, of course, it will include the cast of Gakuen Alice, DUH, but that is a THOUGHT, I may not go through with it :( ANYWAY, how was the chapter? Sorry for typo errors, I can't be bothered to beta it XD

LOVE YOU ALL! KISSES!!!

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