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Mikan

When "Phantom" walked out, I immediately scanned the room. Bright, spotless white carpet. The walls were white as well, but with various swirls of pink and orange, with little black sparkly butterflies in random places. Of course, no windows. The room's ceiling was one of those that show the sun and clouds during the day, and the moon and stars during the night time. It was beautiful and obviously took a long time to put in. In my bedroom, I could see a double doored closet. I ripped off part of my shirt sleeve and stuffed it in my mouth so I couldn't cry out in pain again when trying to stand. I got up, my shirt sleeve doing it's job. I made my way over to the closet and opened the doors.

It was the size of my room at the academy! It was divided into sections for dresses, shirts, pants, skirts, pajamas, socks, and shoes! Towards the back of the closet, there was a huge box that looked like a jewelrey box with drawers and a top that lifted up. Carefully, I lifted up the top and found that it was a mirror. Confused, I opened the first drawer. It had a butt load of hairties, of all colors, sparkly and not! The second drawer held earrings. And not those cheap ones you can find at a general store or something. Every single pair of earrings in here had real gems in them. Diamonds, saphires, rubies, pearls, you name it. It was in this box and on a pair of earrings. I proceeded to open the third drawer, necklaces. It had all kinds of gems, just like the earrings. These must have cost a fortune! I opened the fourth and finally the fifth drawer. The fourth held bracelets and the fifth held rings. Again, all kinds of gems. But one ring caught my eye. It was a wedding band. Sterling silver with a diamond heart on it. "Beautiful..." I sighed while looking at it. At this point, I had taken the sleeve out of my mouth. Before I could even think of putting it on, I put it back and decided to look around some more.

I left my marvelous closet and looked around my room once again. I was surprised to find another door that wasn't locked. I opened it and found what looked like a living room. There was a tv at the wall to my left and a coffee table a few feet in front of it. Then a soft looking white couch about a foot away from the coffee table. It looked like the perfect place to just rest with a nice cup of coffee. About halfway through the room, there was a swing-open door to my right. I looked into it and found a lovely kitchen. But what confused me was that there was a man cooking. I inhaled and my mouth started watering. Whatever he was cooking smelled delicious. He had on regular chef's attire with somewhat of a handlebar mustache. He turned when he heard me swallow my mouthful of saliva I had in my mouth. "Oh Hello there Ms. Sakura! How are you today?" He had a genuine smile on his face, and a French accent, which made me smile, "I'm okay, um... Who are you?" He gave a hearty laugh, "Oh dear, I am sorry Ms. Sakura! I am Chef Pierre. I am your personal chef." I have my own chef? Cool. But I still feel bad about having someone else cook for me all of the time. "Pierre-chan, you don't have to do that! I can cook for myself!" He smiled at what I called him. He also reminded me of Grandpa. "Oh nonsense! I'm happy to do this for such a sweet girl. You're meal will be ready in 20 minutes. Now, go and meet everybody else." What? There are more people here? I shouldn't be surprised. At least I won't be alone. I nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

I gasped when I saw an old man in a butler uniform dusting the tv. "Oh, here she is. Great." He didn't seem very happy. But I should be nice no matter what. "Um... Hello sir, how are you?" You see, I meant to say 'who' are you, but it accidentally came out as 'how'. At least my mess up paid off. He gave me a small, gentle smile, "What a nice girl. Hello Ms. Sakura. My name is Niles. I am your butler. I clean the house, except for your room and I make sure Niles cleans up his mess after trashing the kitchen. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must get back to cleaning." The grey haired British man said as he went into the kitchen to do something. I went down a hallway that was at the end of the room, and found six doors attatched to the side walls. Four of them were locked. But one held an enormous bathroom. It had a porcelain toilet, sick and enormous porcelain bathtub. There was a mirror hanging over the sink. And right next to the bathtub was a shelf that held lotsa bubbles. There was also a shower, great! The floor was made up of pink tiles, the walls of orange.

I left the room and went to the other unlocked door, where I found a woman who appeared to be in her mid 40's doing laundry. She had on old time maid attire, only hers was a soft pink. Her uniform skirt went down to her ankles and her brown-greyish hair was up in a bun. She gave me a big smile when she heard the door open. "Why, hello there dearie. My name is Marsha. I'm your maid. What do ya need sweetie?" she had a kind sparkle in her eyes. I shook my head, "Nothing. I was just looking around. Do you need any help with the laundry." "No thank you sweetheart. My jobs are to do the laundry and clean your room. Other than that, I keep those two slackers out there in line." I loved her sweet southern accent. "It was great meeting you, Marsha!" I called before heading out the door. There was one door left at the end of the hallway.

I opened it to find my own little, well, NOT by any means little, water park! It had a pool, jacuzzi, slides, tubes, everything! I was about to dive head first-pajamas or not- into the pool. But a hand appeared on my shoulder. I looked back to see Pierre. "Hello, Pierre-chan!" "Ms. Sakura, your lunch is ready." I followed him into the kitchen where he handed me a plate of lobster rolls and rice. It made my mouth water, "Wow, Pierre-chan! This looks and smells amazing! Thank you so much!" Pierre smiled and pat my head, "Anytime Ms. Sakura. Now, you go and take a seat on the couch, eat your food, and watch some tv." I nodded, "Please, call me Mikan!" Pierre was the one who nodded this time, "Alright, Mikan-chan." I sat and ate while watching tv. The food was absolutely delicious! The lobster was cooked perfectly! And Pierre sprinkled a little bit of sugar on the top of the rice. Mmm, my favorite! While eating, I dropped a piece of rice on the ground. But before I could even attempt to pick it up, the small grain was swept away by a vaccuum. I looked up to see Niles, "Do be more careful Ms. Sakura. It would have been awful if there were any coloring no that rice." I chuckled at his British accent sounding so near panic, "Please, call me Mikan. And I'm sorry about the rice. It won't happen again.'' "As you wish, Mikan-sama." He said before going to put the vaccuum back.

When I was finished with my food, I got up to put my plate in the sink, but the plate was taken away from me by Marsha, "Let me do that for ya, sweetie." "Thank you Marsha!" she pinched my cheek and grinned. When she got back, I had something on my mind, "Hey, Marsha! What are those locked doors for?" "Oh! Those are our rooms. And one is the bathroom we share. Ugh." I could see her irritation at having to share a bathroom with boys, "Then why don't you share a bathroom with me? One for us, one for them." Marsha looked at me guiltily, "Oooh, I couldn't do that dear. That's your bathroom. Made specifically for you." Specifically... For me? I'll just shrug that one off, "Well, what's the fun in having something if I can't share it?" Her brown eyes lit up and she hugged me, careful not to hurt me. After all, I still had broken ribs. I just learned how to stop being a wimp and suck it up. "Thank you so much Hun!"

I'm glad they're all living with me. I like them all very much. "If you live with me, that means we get to spend time together every day!" Something flashed in her eyes. It looked like... Guilt? Nah. For some odd reason, I feel unusually close to these people. None of my feelings felt forced, like with Phantom. In fact, when he's not around, I don't even like the thought of that guy. But these people, they felt somewhat like family. That's when a pang of sadness hit me. I fell back onto the couch, feeling little physical pain. I tried very hard not to show my sadness or tears. It usually works, everyone thinks I'm unusually happy. In reality, I just want to all out cry to someone. But, that would burden people. So I kept that mask on. Too bad for me, Marsha saw right through it, "What's wrong, sweetie?" By this time, Pierre and Niles were in the living room as well, looking genuinely concerned. "I-I'm fine, really." I tried, but Marsha scolded me for it, "Now c'mon. Don't make ol' Marsha put a whoopin' on ya! Tell us what's bothering you sweet pea." I chuckled at her motherly concern, "I don't want to bother you guys." "Mikan-chan, we're here, you can tell us anything." Pierre said firmly, Niles nodding in agreement.

It was quiet in the room for a few seconds before I broke out into sobs. I proceeded to tell them everything. About my parents, about my grandpa and how he raised me and I might never be able to see him again. And finally, how they had felt so much more like family to me than I had known in a long time. It felt good to let it all out. Marsha hugged me gently to her chest while Pierre soothingly patted my back and Niles sat on the table in front of me, holding my hands, letting me sqeeze as hard as I needed whenever I started to sob so badly my ribs would hurt terribly. When I was done, Niles gave me a handkerchief to blow my nose while Pierre got me a glass of cold milk and Marsha wiped my face with a cloth napkin, drying my tears. I felt as if a great weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. To their surprise, I hugged them all and said goodnight before going to bed, "Oh no you're not." Marsha sad, "I'm gonna take some gauze and wrap your torso. Don't think I haven't noticed you walking around all day with your arms tucked so tightly at your sides.'' Had I been walking that way? Psh, I must have looked like a penguin while walking around. I nodded and let Marsha into my room to bandage me up. When she left, I slipped right into bed. After all, I had never taken off my pajamas. I fell asleep almost instantly. It felt nice for once.

Normal

As Mikan slept, the three housekeepers conversed about our little brunette. "She's so much sweeter than I had imagined. I love her already. But I feel so bad for the poor thing. She goes through all that, then she's placed in here!" Marsha said with pity. "We are here to do our jobs Marsha. She seems to like us alright. So get ahold of yourself." Niles scolded. Marsha rewarded him with a slap across the back of the head, "All we're here to do is basically make her like us so she won't want to leave! The poor dear is incredibly sweet and well mannered! If I want to worry about her, then I will!" "I do agree." Pierre chimed in, "I enjoy her. Maybe when we have to report to our 'boss', we should just tell him what he wants to hear. Lord knows the only thing that makes her attracted to him is the gem around his neck! The girl's going to forget every other boy she's ever loved because of that blasted thing!" Pierre truly felt sorry for Mikan. Niles felt bad too. But this was all they could talk about for now. The three bid goodnight and went to bed.

Natsume

We landed the jet back at the academy and went straight to work. Well, if work to you is getting kicked out of the lab by a wicked witch, then being forced to wander around aimlessly when the one you love most has been kidnapped. I can't help but worry. Where is she? Is Mikan okay? I need to know. The guy that kidnapped her had obviously been attracted to her. I swear, when I get my hands on that guy, I'm gonna burn the hell out of him. Why did Mikan have to be so perfect? I went over to our sakura tree. I remember when I first saw her, I hated her immediately. She was so kind and untainted. It aggrivated me. Mainly because I fell in love with her almost immediately. Her silky brown hair, beautiful hazel eyes, smooth skin, soft lips, and just about everything about her was beautiful. But especially her personality. Sweet and kind, yet sassy and tricky, but caring all of the time about everybody. She actually cared. That's what caught my heart. Some of her smiles were genuine. And my heart broke whenever she was sad or wouldn't talk to anyone about her problems.

My reverie was interrupted by Ruka running at me. When he got to me, he was so out of breath he could hardly speak, "Hotaru.." pant, "knows..." pant, "who took..." pant, and I dashed off, that's all I need. I raced to her room/lab. And when I got there, I busted down her door. She didn't look shocked, but she did look down at her door, "250,000 yen Hyuuga." Okay, I admit, what I did was a little dramatic. But that price is unfair! Aargh, I really don't have time to argue. "What did you fine out about Mikan?" I asked. Hotaru looked over me expectantly, "I've done a lot of research on who has and has not been outside of the academy lately. Then I did a DNA scan of the people who have left with the hair I found." GET TO THE POINT! "And?'' I asked, hoping she'd talk further. She sighed heavily.

"Hyuuga, I'm going to need you to go and look for Youichi."

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