Summary: Sakura Mikan is the best waitress/chef in the most luxurious restaurant. Hyuuga Natsume is a straight A medical student, training under the most experienced of doctors, Narumi. They first meet in the restaurant, under horrible circumstances. What will happen? MxN

Disclaimer: Don't owwwwwn.

Chapter 6

"Let's see.... 42, 42, 42.... er... here we are!"

I was talking to myself. The district that I had wandered into was large. And rich. Very rich.

Persian cats were lying in the sun, meowing lazily, small, but fast, cars were lined up against the sidewalk, the sun was bright and it was quiet. Who the hell can afford this? I knew exactly who.

Number 42 was Natsume's home. It was... big.

The largest in all of the district, actually.

It was a huge 3-story mansion with a winding, tamed, forest for a backyard.

The gate was made of wrought iron, twisted into elegant swirls and-

"Just how long exactly do you plan on standing there? I know my home is gorgeous but it's unecessary to gaw-oh, it's you."

It wasn't the deep husky voice of Natsume that spoke out. It was more smoother, higher pitched... feminine.

I whirled around to see olive green hair matched with olive green eyes.

Shoda Sumire.

I swore internally, "To what may I owe you this pleasure, Shoda-san?" I said sweetly through my teeth.

"More like, 'I apologise for standing here, Shoda-sama and I will go very soon. Your home is very beautiful, by the way, but I will promise not to be carried away by my little fantas-'."

"I'm sorry, Shoda-sama, but I was invited here by your dear cousin. I apologise for not bringing a present, or I would've bought some fine peanuts from a convenience store somewhere around here."

"Why would Natsume-kun invite you here?"

"You do remember about the assignment, right?

"I did. In fact, I was going to Yome-san's home right now."

"Well, you'd better be a bit slower. I'm sure he really doesn't want to see that seaweed hair of your anytime soon."

"It's not seaweed coloured, it's olive. Now, quit with your snide remarks." With that, she stormed away.

"I'll promise to give you a bag of nuts next time!" I called after her.

"That was interesting."

I froze. It was him.

He emerged from behind a nearby sakura tree.

"Good morning, Polka."

"Good morning to you too, bastard."

His smirk dropped. "The faster we get this over with, the faster we go back to hating each other, ok?"

"Perfectly fine with me."

"Now get your ass inside."

"You'll never get your hands on it."

"Like I wanted to."

o.o.o.o.o

"Your house is so big!"

"Hn."

I ignored the fact that it was Natsume who was beside me. The house was way to beautiful to insult.

Winding columns and a grand two way staircase. It kinda reminded me of the home of Rett Butler in Gone With the Wind. (A/N: Never seen the movie? Go watch it. It's awesome.)

"Pick your mouth up off the floor and come to my room."

"Your r-room?"

"Not that way."

"Oh, right."

I mentally slapped myself for thinking what I thought.

o.o.o.o.o

Natsume's room was large as well. The walls were a jet black and the carpet was an ashy grey. The curtains, which were open, were a deep crimson and the king-sized bed was white. There was a small wooden desk in one corner, with a picture standing up, as well as a laptop and a splatter of paper.

Natsume closed the door behind him, after requesting tea from a servant. This guy was way too rich for his own good.

The assignment sheet was propped up on the desk.

"So, which shall we do?" he asked.

"Go eeny meeny miny mo or something," I replied.

"If we're doing that, I suggest you do the choosing.

"Eeny meeny miny mo. Catch a -" I counted in my head. (A/N: I won't continue the proper version because I find it racist.)

"Antony and Cleopatra." (A/N: I actually DID use eeny meeny miny mo and got that. Check yourself. But I think I do a different version to what most people do... ok, I'll stop with the notes.)

"Ok then."

"So basically, a summary of Antony and Cleopatra is that Cleopatra is some rich royal and Antony was a lowly servant or something."

"He ruled the Eastern Roman Empire."

"Whatever. Anyway, they were in Egypt, Antony was engaged to someone else, who died when he returned to Rome. He was engaged to another person, who he deserted and went back to Egypt. Octavius got angry because Antony deserted his sister and dishonored Caesar. The two went out to battle at sea. Cleopatra leaves the battle after persuading Antony to agree to battle Octavius."

"Later, Octavius dies in battle, Antony accuses Cleopatra of treachery, he also believed the rumor of Cleoptra killing herself. He killed himself, the two say they love each other and Cleoptra kills herself not long after. Alright, alright, I know the story."

"They're buried together in the end. It's a beautiful story."

"Don't tell me you're crying."

"I'm not," I protested, wiping away tears.

"Sure..."

"So how are we gonna write this song?"

"Know any musical instruments?"

"Only the piano."

"So you play piano and I sing?"

I gaped, "Natsume Hyuuga sings? Ahahahah-"

"It probably runs in the family. Nothing to laugh about."

"Way to ruin my happiness, you sadist."

"You hypocrite."

"How am I a hypocrite?"

The bickering went on for another few minutes.

....

"SO I LIKE STRAWBERRY ICE-CREAM! WHO CARES?"

"I never said that anyone did."

"Grr.."

I lost that fight.

"So, what were we talking about before this... discussion?"

"You sing."

"Then you make the melody and I'll write lyrics. Then we'll match the two together. Agreed?"

"Agreed."

This probably won't be as bad as I thought it would be.

From "you sing?" to "so I like strawberry ice-cream." :D

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Peace out.

Sky~