Yay! This was a fast updating, well for me anyway! Well, I actually wrote this chapter before the first one, because I didn't know how to write the first one. Please review, and sorry for grammatical errors.
Natsume's POV
I studied the girl whom Ruka called his fiancé. She was giving me a wide smile, and her face was bright red. From the proposal it did not sound like she loved him, but I guess I was wrong. Frankly this girl looked annoying, so I decided to leave. The strange thing was I remember looking into those same hazel eyes before. It almost made me want to stay, almost.
"Bye Ruka, bye Polka." It took the girl a couple seconds to realize that I was talking about her underwear
"HYUUGA YOU PERVERT!" It echoed throughout the area around the tree, and I just smirked.
Normal POV
A day past, after the Natsume and Mikan had met, and ever since than things started becoming awkward between Ruka and Mikan. She wondered if Ruka had known she was blushing at Natsume, but it was only because of those crimson eyes, and the familiarity of them.
"Ruka-pyon! Oh sorry, Ruka!" Mikan said as she ran to her fiancée. "Do you have any classes today?" She excitedly asked him. Mikan couldn't help be excited. Saturday was their Engagement Party, and nobody knew about them being engaged expect for Natsume. Mikan wasn't excited because of the fact her and Ruka were engaged, but more because of surprising her friends.
"No, I don't. What about you? I thought classes are meant to have start until next week," Ruka said, and as he did Mikan's expression became a sad one.
"Oh, I do. My chemistry class is in thirty minutes, so that would make it at one o'clock. No one I know is going to be there. I really wish you were going to be there, and Chemistry is the only exception. The teacher wanted an extra week," She said as she kissed Ruka on the cheek and a wave as she left to get ready for her first class of the semester.
"But Natsume has that class," he said, but Mikan did not hear.
When Mikan ran into her Chemistry class, she was five minutes late. "Miss Sakura, you are five minutes late. After class you will have detention." A raven-haired boy's eyes widened. He had been two minutes late, so he would have to suffer through detention with that girl. "Now go take your sit, Miss Sakura," the teacher, who had just announced his name was Jinno-sensi said.
Mikan looked around and there was only one open seat, and she took it. The boy sitting next to her had his head down, but she sighed because she knew who it was. She didn't outburst, like she would have when she was younger. It was Natsume. The girl on the left of Mikan was a strawberry blonde girl, and Mikan knew it was Luna Koizumi, after all she had gone to grade school with the girl, and they had been close friends in middle school and high school, but not anymore. Mikan sighed this was going to be a long class period.
It was now three thirty and Chemistry was over, but she still had detention, but at least she would be away from Luna and Natsume. But little did Mikan know she was wrong about that. When she had finally put her stuff in her bag, she walked up to Jinno-sensi ready to start detention.
Mikan's POV
Jin-Jin, the nickname for Jinno-sensi, told me to start cleaning up the classroom. I sighed and grabbed a broom. "You better have this room cleaned by the four thirty. That is when I will be coming back to check on you two." Jin-Jin said to us? Us, there was another person here, beside me.
The raven haired boy perked his head up. "Hey Polka," he said to me. Then Jin-Jin left leaving me alone with the Natsume. WAIT! NATSUME WAS HERE. NATSUME WAS THE BOY I HAD DETETION WITH. NATSUME AND I WERE STUCK HERE FOR AN HOUR ALONE!
"Hi Hyuuga. Please grab a cleaning utensil, so we can start cleaning," I said to him trying to keep my cool and not fight with him about how he was a pervert.
"Natsume," he said. I was confused, yes that was his name.
"What?"
He studied me and smirked, "Call me Natsume." I was stunned; he wanted me to call him by his first name. What in the world was going on? From what I heard from my friends was that he only let his friends call him by his first name. I put my broom by the window; because I had a feeling we would start fighting.
"Why in the world would I do that, Hyuuga?" I said and I put an emphasis on the word Hyuuga. He cringed and then glared at me with those crimson eyes of his.
"Well Polka, because if you don't than I won't clean." Natsume said. Once again I was shocked. He wanted me to call him by his first name that much.
I knew I had to win this war, so I did the only thing I could, "Fine." The broom that I used to have in my hands, leaned against the window. I picked it up and started cleaning.
"Hn," he said. How annoying. Maybe that is his catch phrase or something.
A couple minutes passed before Natsume finally spoke again, "Hey Polka, I know how to get you to call me by my first name." He smirked at his thoughts.
"Oh, really how?" I asked sarcastically. There was nothing this boy could do that would make me ever call him by his first name, because I would not lose the war. No matter how many times he looked at me with those crimson eyes, I would not give in. Even if he made me stare at his beautiful hair, I would not call him Natsume. Wait, did I just indirectly call him hot? No I couldn't have. There is no way I would think this boy standing behind me was good-looking. But than he made me turn around and look him in the eye, and I realized I was wrong. There was a way he could make me think he was hot, and that was by making me look him in the eye. I never thought he could do it, but I still would not LOSE!
I stood patiently waiting for Natsume to answer my question, but he never said anything else. Instead he nailed me to the wall, and brushed his lips against mine. I broke the kiss angrily. He pushed his lips against my again. And one thing is for sure, it might have been the best kiss I had ever had. But I had a fiancée, and I was not going to let this pervert seduce me. Today I make an oath, never to fall in love with this boy.
"NATSUME! STOP, YOU ARE A PERVERT." And that is when I realized I had lost. I had just called him by his real name. He had won. That bastard had won.
"Ha, I knew it would work, Polka." He said as he broke the kiss and made eye contact with me once more before he went to grab something from the cleaning bucket in Jin-Jin's closet. And that's when I remembered why those damn eyes were so familiar.
Please review and Natsume doesn't like her, yet. He just kissed her. To him a kiss doesn't mean anything. And next chapter we get to find out how they know each other. But I made it pretty obvious, so you should know. Flames are welcome.
