A/N: Well my Internet still doesn't work so I might as well type the next chapter in my crazy mellow dramatic fanfic.

Once again my eyes involuntarily filled with tears...my love for Natsume...all those feelings I held onto for so long were...GONE...

I stared at Natsume, eyes wide with fear for a long, unending minute until my legs reacted to what my mind was shouting. Too fast to think I lifted myself off the floor and ran out of Natsume's room into the hallway, too quite to seem real. I wasn't even thinking of where I was going, I just continued to trust my legs to guide me away from the pain of being around him. Soon my legs began to ache and my lungs burned with every deep breath I involuntarily drew in.

I collapsed to the floor leaning against the wall just to keep my body up right. Then, a thought shot through my head, what if he followed me? What if Natsume chased after me when I ran out? I couldn't understand the feelings that fought for control inside my heart when I realized he was nowhere in sight. Both relief and depression overtook me. I hopped that he would be worried enough about me that he would run after me but at the same time I wanted nothing to do with him.

If Aizawa did use his Alice then he has either not worked with it very often or my Alice was preventing it from taking complete control. I felt that I wanted to love Natsume but at the same time I hated him for no real reason. These conflicting emotions hurt more than just completely forgetting about him because I remember the feelings that are slowly being erased from my heart.

Without being sure where to go, my body began to seemingly move on its own again. Slowly my legs moved me forward, one step at a time, as my hand glided against the wall beside me. My vision blurred in and out the whole trip to where ever I was heading at times I felt like I wouldn't make it. Then I unknowingly found my way to my own room where I knew I could sleep the remainder of the day in solitary peace.[A/N:ummm, its Sunday okay] Hopefully the next time I awoke everything would be back to normal like this whole damn thing was all just one horrible dream.

Sadly, my hopes were not realized, when I awoke night had just fallen and all my memories of Aizawa were in no way fragments of a dream. There was something different though...my chest didn't hurt anymore...all the conflicting emotions that bothered me this morning could not be found in my heart...in fact there was only one feeling that came to mind when I thought of Natsume...Hatred.

All other feelings that I felt towards him vanished, I couldn't even recall memories of why I felt the way I did, the only times that I could recall about him were times where we fought, times where his presence slowly pushed me to the edge.

I was pulled away from my thoughts by a light knocking on the door. For a few seconds I sat in bed just staring at the unmoving door imagining who would be on the other side. Who did I truly want to see when I opened the door? Ignoring my questions I willed myself out of bed and slowly cracked the door open peeking my head through the crack to see who it was.

Heat flooded my face and rage boiled inside when I caught a glimpse at the tall raven haired boy standing in my door way. Without thinking I slammed the door and shouted for him to leave. I dropped down to the floor in front of door and I heard an identical THUD on the opposite side of the door. Still on the ground I turned around and peeked my head through the door once again.

What I saw brought tears to my eyes although I felt no pain, physical or emotional. Natsume had fallen to the ground seemingly passed out. His breathing was slow and shallow and a light sweat broke out on his face. His brow was creased in a deep V in his forehead showing only a small bit of the pain he felt. Still I could feel nothing towards him, even through my tears.

Then, through his shallow breaths, he mumbled my name. At first it sounded like he was angry or annoyed but then his tone changed to a much softer, gentler tone. My hand found its way to his for a moment before everything was lost once again. I got up and ran once again, leaving my room open and the injured Natsume on the ground. It felt like a knife was slowly working its way into my heart, bit by bit, causing unbearable pain or pins being pierced into my heart one by one. I wasn't even sure why I felt the pain I felt. I was just there to make my life horrible.

While I was catching my breath I felt a large hand grasp my shoulder tightly but gently. I turned around ready to fight back expecting Natsume but I was caught off guard when it was Aizawa who grabbed a hold of my shoulder. His face was just inches from mine and seemed to be slowly moving closer. As I struggled to get away from his large hands he began to speak.

"Now, now Mikan-chan, why are you running around at this hour?" His voice sounded so calm and steady like nothing wrong had happened.

"You...what did you do!" I used all my strength to push myself away but my freedom didn't last long for I was soon enveloped in his arms, his head resting on mine.

"I saved you. Wouldn't it hurt to be loved, or worse, to be in love with a murder? You can't possibly want to live like that, I was just doing my part to help out. Once you just give in, it really doesn't hurt. You simply won't have the memories and feelings that you once had, and with no memories you can't exactly remember what you're missing. It all works out in the end." He chuckled into my ear, his breath running down my neck.

"I was happy and not I feel nothing but pain and I don't even know why! How the hell will all of this work out? I want to return to the way things used to be! Put everything back to normal!"

"I know what your problem is, as long as you still retain even the slightest memory of him you continue to think about him, rendering my Alice only half as effective. Well then I shall cure you of even the few memories of hate you hold."

Suddenly my body went limb and he carried me off to his room. When I awoke there I retained no memories of the fierce fire wielder in which I shared a class with. To me he was nothing more than just another classmate, he wasn't even considered a friend in my mind...

A/N:Well theres chapter 4!

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