I DO NOT OWN GAKUEN ALICE OR ANY CHARACTER FROM THE ANIME/MANGA
A/N:This time I read through the chapter & fixed the mistakes. Anyway...Enjoy! Please R&R if u can.
2. His Lost Love
"Alice of love? What can it do?" Another girl asked.
"Well, I can either create feelings of love in someone," I notice he glanced at me quickly before turning his head back to the class, "or I can take somebodies feelings of love." He glanced down at the floor appearing depressed.
The teacher directed him to the single empty seat in front of me. Oh great. I better keep my guard up. I still wasn't very good with my Alice yet. I could protect myself and I could protect people I cared about but when my emotions go out of control my Alice fails. If he does something that makes me angry something bad might happen. I felt another pang in my chest remembering Aizawa's last words "or I can take somebodies feelings of love."
Recalling his words made me glance at Natsume's seat again. I felt my face drop. I took in a deep breath and smiled like usual so nobody would worry. As soon as I turned my head back to the front Aizawa seemed to be staring at me but I noticed some sort of hurt emotion in his narrowed eyes. I followed his gaze and noticed that he was staring at Natsume's empty seat.
"So who sits there?" He slowly asked me with a sight edge of irritation in his voice.
"Why do you care? You don't seem to be interested in any other guy in the class." I said dully.
"Guy?" He asked. Before I could say anything back a voice flooded in from behind me.
"Do you have a problem with that? 'Cause if you do I have a way to fix it." The temperature slightly raised. It was hardly noticeable but being around him so much made me able to notice it.
"Natsume." I whispered more to myself than anyone else. My chest filled with a feeling of relief so strong it felt like I was going to cry. I couldn't even turn to face him, too scared to see his face.
"What do you want little girl?" He asked in a low, angry voice.
"I'm sure he didn't mean anything." I said glancing at Aizawa for him to back me up, but he was already facing the front.
"Whatever." He said as he took his seat next to me. This was my first time seeing him since the painful scene I witnessed last night. A large white bandage was wrapped around half his throat, another taped in place on his left cheek. Without even thinking I began to reach up to touch his face, tears beginning to form in my eyes. But I stopped short when I noticed Aizawa glancing at Natsume with the same kind of hurt expression as before.
Why Aizawa? Why do you look at Natsume with such hurt in your eyes and so much anger in your face. I glanced at Natsume's face once more before trying to listen to the teacher's voice.
After class I hurried to catch up with Natsume noticing that he was alone. Ruka was most likely with Hotaru. They weren't going out but Ruka told her that he loved her last year. Hotaru didn't reply but he doesn't care.
"Natsume!" I yelled running toward him. When he finally turned his face toward felt heart skip a beat. His eyes were filled with pain. I noticed that his breathing was heavier than usual and he had a slight limb when he walked.
"What do you want, little girl?" He asked as if I didn't know what kind of pain he was in.
"I saw you last night." I said dropping my eyes. I could already feel the tears resurfacing as the image of him laying on the ground in pain became visible in my head just as clear as last night.
"I don't what you're talking about." He replied turning back around. My body seemed to move on its own as I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his chest. I buried my crying face in his back.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about." I whispered, voice cracking.
"Mikan...just," His voice sounded pained as he pushed me away, "Just stay out of my business! This has nothing to do with you." I feel to the floor as he walked away. I now noticed the hall was empty. Of course it was, he wouldn't call me by my name if someone was in hearing range.
I just sat there, head in my hands, until a hand began to rub my back. The hand felt so familiar but I had no idea who it was. With out looking I threw myself into his arms. Then I heard his voice soft in my ear telling me that everything was okay. Aizawa...
"or I can take somebodies feelings of love." his words echoed in my head. My eyes widened in fear. Pushed myself away as fast as I could. Then I saw the expression on his face. I wasn't an expression of worry, it was an expression of victory. He wore a smug, mocking smile and his emotionless eyes just stared up at me.
Then I remembered the empty hallway. I glanced around just to find that it was still empty. I stared down at him, my eyes coated with fear. I couldn't even get my Alice to work. I turned and started running but he was there too fast, his strong hand closing around my thin wrist.
I felt an unknown kind of force as he pushed me to the wall. My eyes were locked to his like a deer staring into the headlights of a car about to hit it. Both my wrist were suspended in air with one of his large hands. His other hand lifting my chin.
"You know, you are really beautiful Mikan-chan." His low voice shattered the trance I was in.
"Ai...zawa. Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why me?"
"Why you?" He repeated as he brought his lips to my ear, "Because you look her."
"Her?"
"Akane..." He whispered slowly. He stepped back and released me. I couldn't see his face but the tone of his voice pierced my heart. "She...was the first and only girl I ever loved until that bastard killed her!" His voice filled his hate.
"Who? Who k-killed her?"
"Hyuuga...Natsume." My eyes widened at the sound of his name.
"What do you mean? How could Natsume kill someone? He has been locked in this school longer than I have!" I had no idea why I was getting so defensive just because Aizawa said Natsume was a murderer. He was also called that by someone when I first started school here but back then I didn't see him as more than an enemy. But now...it feels like he is the only one in my heart.
END OF 2ND CHAPTER! HOPE U LIKE IT! I TRIED MAKING IT LONGER...SORRY FOR THE LONG-ISH WAIT
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