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Chappie 3 3
"Wahh!" Mikan exhaled in amazement at the lush greenery of the island. The palm trees provided excellent shade and the sand felt hot and warm under her feet.
Her first instinct was to rip off the sundress she had on and jump into the ocean. Of course, she hadn't put on a swimsuit underneath, and so, unless she wanted someone to comment on her undergarments, she was gonna have to keep her urges under control.
"Okay, everyone, lets get settled into our hotel rooms and go out to eat. Then rest up and we'll start shooting for the summer album tomorrow." Arata announced to the crew. Mikan's smiled just grew wider. They had the rest of the day off!
"Ne, Natsume, hurry up! Let's go put our stuff down and then go swimming at the beach!" Mikan urged Natsume.
Natsume gave an exasperated sigh before trudging slowly behind her.
"Mikan-chan!"
Natsume frowned as Haku called Mikan from behind the two of them. He pretended he didn't hear and dragged Mikan the rest of the way into the hotel.
"What are you doing Natsume? I heard Haku call me!" She shoved his arm away. Natsume acted innocent.
"He did? I was just thinking about how much faster we could go to the beach if we checked in earlier."
Mikan looked unimpressed for a moment but bit her bottom lip in hesitation. Was he lying or truly oblivious?
By now Natsume had already walked over to the front desk and was asking for the card to his room.
"Wait, what do you mean our rooms are put together?"
Mikan walked over, confused. What was he saying? Everyone had a separate room.
"I'm sorry sir. There must've been some mistake, but in the meantime, why don't you first put your suitcases up in room your room first, room 418, and we'll solve the problem while you're out." The front desk manager told Natsume.
Natsume sighed and took the key from him none the less.
"What's going on?"
"The hotel mixed up our rooms. There are only two rooms for the teens modeling division. There was supposed to be three, one for each of us but, screw it. Let's put our stuff in my room while they attempt to fix it."
Mikan blanched. Attempt, he said. This meant there was possibility there wasn't going to be a room available for her. If this were that….omg.
Natsume smirked as he noticed the stricken look flash across her expressions. Now he was hoping that they couldn't fix the problem in time.
They rode together on the elevator in a comfortable silence. The elevator music was able to fill it in. The door opened and the two stepped out, carrying their duffle bags and dragging their suitcases along.
"Don't open the bathroom door while I'm changing, okay?" Mikan commanded. Natsume smirked, he wasn't playing on doing something so childish. Oh, no, he was up to something bigger.
Natsume shrugged indifferently. Mikan scowled and took her swimwear out of her duffle bag and headed into the bathroom.
As soon as she went inside, Natsume stripped and pulled on his swim trunks. He grabbed a towel and was out the door in 3 minutes flat. Mikan would take much longer. You know girls, gotta check her hair, put on sun tan lotion, all that stuff.
Natsume hurried impatiently down to the lobby. The front desk person was now a girl. Natsume's smirk grew wider. This was gonna be easy.
"Excuse me." He said, grabbing her attention. As soon as her eyes averted towards Natsume, she blushed.
"Y-yes?" she stammered.
Natsume flashed a stunning seductive smile and the girl almost fainted.
"I was supposed to get another room for the company Motionless. But, I changed my mind. I don't need another room. Could you please arrange it so there are no other rooms available for the teen section?"
"O-of course I could. Could you please tell me your room number?"
"418"
The girl typed in a bunch of unknown numbers and letters and then smiled.
"You're all set."
Natsume grinned somewhat evilly. Like a cat that was about to scare a sleeping dog.
"Thanks."
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Mikan frowned. Where the hell was Natsume? She sighed as she figured that Natsume was too impatient to go to the beach and ended up not waiting for her. Well…she was right about half of that. He was impatient about something…
As she exited out of the luxury hotel, she finally spotted everyone. Hotaru was coming with them on vacation so she had just arrived and was currently reading a book under the shade of a palm tree. Natsume and Ruka were surfing the waves, having the time of their life with how big the waves were around here. Where was Haku then?
"Guess who!" Mikan's eyes were covered by a pair of hands. She giggled.
"Haku?" The pair of hands dropped.
"Nice guess. You just got lucky." Haku grinned.
"Or smart." Mikan countered. They stood around, chuckling.
Natsume was coming back to the shore when he noticed them, flirting. An annoyed and angry shiver ran through him. Time to break up the party.
"Yo polka!"
Mikan whipped her head around. As much as she tried to stay away from Natsume, she always found herself being pulled towards him instead. She smiled apologetically to Haku and ran over.
"I'm not wearing polka dots Natsume. I'm not even wearing underwear for god's sake!"
She blushed as it somehow turned it out sounding wrong.
Natsume raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
He bent and picked her up like a sack of potatoes, over his shoulder.
Mikan screamed and pounded on his back as he ran towards the water and dropped her in.
When she resurfaced, she was dripping wet and her hair was completely messed up. She awkwardly combed her hair with her fingers and managed to tie it into a pony tail.
Natsume came back with a clean towel and wrapped it around her shivering body. He pulled her into his chest to warm her up and buried his face into her neck, kissing it.
Another shiver ran through Mikan's body. And it wasn't from the cold either.
"There's a reason why you wear a swim suit to the beach idiot. It's so you can get wet." He noted.
Mikan rolled her eyes and snuggled in his arms.
Hey, its summer vacation and both of them are here under the warm sun. Why not have some romantic fun?
By the side lines, Hotaru snapped a picture. This would go great on her marketing business. She was sure the tabloids would love it. Ruka sweatdropped. Same old Hotaru.
Natsume led Mikan toward their setup. A beach umbrella propped up and a large blanket just underneath its shade. On the corner of the blanket, a cooler sat there.
Mikan removed the warm towel and laid on the blanket, letting the warm heat dry her up.
"So, how was the water?" Natsume teased. Mikan chuckled.
"You should know. By the way, I didn't know you surfed."
Natsume shrugged.
"If you noticed, there aren't beaches around where we live."
Mikan sat up and smacked him on the arm.
"I know that silly."
They sat there for a moment, staring at each other. In the heat of the moment, Natsume finally made a move.
He pressed his lips against her own and pushed her gently onto the blanket. Natsume wrapped his arms around her cool waist, gingerly adjusted his weight so that his top half was on top of her.
Mikan's mind went completely blank. For as long as she's known him, he's never kissed her. Well, he had before. A peck, a simple brush of the lips. But now, his tongue was inside her mouth and she unconsciously ran her fingers through his hair, and pulled him closer to her.
It felt so nice, so hot in the heat of the summer.
And beside them on the sidelines, Hotaru and Ruka smiled in satisfaction while Haku stared disapprovingly at them. Was there jealousy in that glare?
And not to mention the fact that Natsume had re-arranged their rooms so that Mikan was going to stay her whole time on the beach, at night, with him. Alone.
Yes, this is exactly what Natsume wanted. But how good's a story if Natsume just got what he wanted?
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I can't believe the hotel didn't get the rooms fixed, Mikan thought, trying to figure out what other way there was. She was still in the Natsume's room, waiting for him to come home. He said that he was going to buy them some drinks cuz the two of them were still underage to drink alcohol.
Mikan blushed, shaking her head to relieve her of the things that had happened. She touched her lips gingerly with the tip of her nails.
So what were they now? Boyfriend and girlfriend? Or was that kiss just a fluke?
Mikan sighed, and trudged over the restroom with her undergarments quickly. As she showered, she gasped and grumbled. She had forgotten to grab her night gown in her haste. There was nothing to cover her up then. She bit her lip and hoped that Natsume would still be out by then.
She quickly showered and dried up. She clasped on her bra and pulled up her panties.
Mikan stuck her head out the bathroom, checking to see if Natsume was already back.
She took a breath and darted over, kneeled down, and zipped open her suit case.
Where is it? She thought, muttering as she dug out the clothes from the top layer.
As her hands felt the soft fabric of her satin night gown, the door clicked open, and Mikan screamed.
Oh dear….
So how was this chappie? I finally added a kiss. But the whole scene of them staying in the same room is not going to turn into lemons or M rating. Its just gonna be some fluff and intimacy. That's pretty much it. Loll.
REVIEW PEOPLE! So glad some people actually READ this little author's note.