Hey guys! I am so pleased with everyone who guessed. But, unfortunately, none of you got it right... Yes, it is a character in GA. And this will probably give it away. So, here you go!

Chapter 17

Mikan

As I slumped to the ground in pain, the owner of the familiar voice from earlier raced to my door. Tch. Nice act. Like I'm gonna trust him. For all I know, it was all just a ruse made by the AAO or something. The door opened, and I saw... A guy in a mask. Somehow I knew that it was still the guy from earlier. He had grey hair that wasn't spiked or anything. A white mask covered the top half of his face, ending just under his nose. I could see his eyes, but just faintly. They looked to be about blue-green-ish, they were gorgeous... MIKAN! GET THOSE THOUGHTS OUT OF YOUR HEAD! Back to analyzing. I could see his nose imprint in the mask. I could also see his lips. They looke- STOP! Alright. The only other thing I could see about him were his clothes. He had on jeans, thank god not sagging or anything. And he had on a red shirt with a white stripe going down the left side of it. The only odd thing was the necklace he had on. It was on a silver chainm going about to the middle of his chest. On it was a teardrop shaped gem. It looked to be emerald, but I knew in my head that it certainly wasn't any common gem I knew of. It took about 2 seconds for me to analyze all of this.

He saw me on the floor holding my side. I probably looked pathetic. He ran over and neiled down in front of me, the worry very evident in his eyes. No Mikan. Do not fall for anything. "Are you alright? I heard you and assumed you were in pain..." I just eyeballed him skeptically, hoping I had somewhat inherited Hotaru's non caring cold glare. Sure, this guy might be cute, but it doesn't mean anything. Weird though, when he wasn't in the room, I really didn't think anything of him. But all of a sudden, just his presence is clouding my judgement. What the hell is going on here? This is probably going to be like one of those really bad and predictable movies where someone is nice to the prisoner to gain trust so they can use the person for whatever they wanted. Whether it's the truth, some help, ratting out a comrade, or becoming an asset. They most likely want to use my alice for evil. NOT gonna happen. Oh! He's waiting for an answer! I kept my face hard, determined not to let my mask fall. "I'm fine." I stated in the coldest Hotaru-like voice I could manage. He seemed shocked at my coldness. Good. But he quickly regained his composure and kept our eyes locked. The only reason I kept staring was because I didn't want to seem weak. He sighed and closed his eyes, "You rebroke your three ribs. You can lie all you want, but I know it's painful. Now, let me help you back on the bed."

He reached for me, and I scooted away, which was painful. "Who are you?" I asked. No answer. "Where am I?" I tried again, still no answer. "Why am I here?" that earned me a smile. It was kinda cute... NO! "Listen Mikan, I can't tell you much, but it's all fine! This is just like a little house! You have an indoor pool, jacuzzi, and a closet full of expensive clothes, just for you! You'll get used to it! And you'll be... happy. Here with me..." He mumbled that last part, but I decided to just ignore that part. But when he finished, all I could do was stare.

What was this guy's game? I would punch him if I wasn't in so much pain. Was this some kind of torture method, not giving me access to the outside world? I was so deep in thought, I didn't notice that he had come closer until I felt myself being picked up bridal style. "Hey, put me down!" I yelled. I guess I shouldn't have said that, because he shrugged, then plopped me down on the bed. I closed my eyes and grabbed my sides as I cried out in pain, "Okay Mikan, bad choice of words." I said to myself. He chuckled, "Sorry about that, just did what you told me to." "Yeah, I'll have to use better wording next time." I said through grittted teeth. He started laughing, and I couldn't help it, I started laughing too. Which just made my sides hurt even more. When we were finished laughing, he started staring at me. Not saying anything, just staring. His gaze gave me butterflies, but not the same ones Natsume gives me. These ones felt sort of... forced by my body. If that even makes sense. I didn't feel like I was forcing myself to do it. They felt as if they shouldn't be there. And they shouldn't.

I quickly put back on my mask, not conveying any emotion whatsoever. He saw this, and sighed, "I wish you wouldn't do this, Mikan." "Oh yeah, and how do you know my name?" He said nothing, he only reached out his left hand and touched my face, making me hold my breath. He stroked my cheek and kept staring at me, as if trying to pry off the mask and make sure I was really there. I couldn't help it. I blushed and looked down. He smirked, just like Natsume. I miss him so much. I grabbed this guys hand, and took it away from my face, setting it on his own lap. "Answer me. How do you know my name?" He stood up, getting off of the bed. "I hope one day I can tell you." What did that mean? He started for the door, once he opened it, I thought of something. "Wait!" He stopped and turned around, smiling. "Yes?" "Um, if I can't call you by your real name, then what do I call you?" He seemed to ponder that for a moment, "Phantom. Call me phantom." And with that, Phantom walked out. I know. I'm all alone. I have no idea where I am. And there's no windows and the doors probably locked. But, through all of this, I still couldn't help but think of only one thing...

What a cheesy nickname.

I hope you liked it! Please R&R! And some of you who already know who it is, yes he is using a nickname for now Albeit cheesy, but it was meant to be that way. Please don't give it away in reviews either. And, if you're still confused, PM me!