Summary: Sakura Mikan was 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

Haven't updated... I apologise...

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Chapter 8

"Hotaru! Why did you come anyway?" I asked, breaking the silence around the table. Who cares about manners? This was the friggin Hyuuga house. I mean, who on earth would care about manners if you go to the home of the person you hate?

Obviously not me.

"I wouldn't turn down a free meal, baka," was the reply.

I sighed. That was so like Hotaru.

"Also, stop talking with your mouth full. It's impolite," she continued.

"Mmf."

The food, although I hate to admit it, was exquisite. No nuts, of course, even if the Sumire-bitch wasn't here. It kind of reminded me of the time I was still working at the La Lune.

As if reading my mind, the devil himself smirked knowingly before concentrating on his plate in front of him. Who new that he could eat so much? If I were one of those creepy fangirls of his at school, I'd be going on and on over how, as much as I hate to admit it again, lean he was. Obviously, instead of being one of those fangirls, I'd be one of the people laughing my ass off.

"Sakura, I know I'm handsome and all but please refrain from staring at me too long or drooling on the table. It's a hassle for the servants to clean up," Natsume said loudly.

I didn't realise I had been staring but I certainly did NOT drool. I growled quietly then muttered something about ripping his body to shreds at the dead of night. Ruka, who was sitting next to me and heard my cursing, muffled a chuckle and Eleanor glared at Natsume, despite how wrong it looked on her features.

"Natsume! Do not talk to your guests like that! Didn't your father teach you manners?" She enquired.

Aoi and Natsume both stiffened at her statement. Aoi looked at her mother with wide eyes, shrouded with unknown emotion and Natsume, well, Natsume he...

"I have finished my meal, Mother. I will be in my room and if you need anything, just ask. That is, after you finished counting all that money you have." I looked at his red eyes. They were curiously blank, as though he had built a wall right behind the surface. The said eyes glanced at me before turning away.

Natsume quickly retreated to his room, his door closing with a loud bang. Aoi looked at everyone around the table with an apologetic expression before hurrying after her brother.

There was silence around the table but it seemed to buzz with confusion and pity.

"Um... Hotaru and I must take our leave now. We need to do a considerable amount of the assignment," Ruka managed to say before rushing out the front door, pulling Hotaru after him.

Now it was just Eleanor and me.

"Er, I'll... just go see if they're ok..." I stuttered awkwardly.

Eleanor looked sad. Sad and ashamed of something. Something that I suddenly wanted to find out.

I power walked out of the dining room, relishing in the clean air instead of air filled with tension and sorrow.

I made my way towards Natsume's room just as Aoi went outside.

"Aoi? What happened?" I asked.

All she did was shake her head before slinking into her room. I realised that she had left the door of Natsume's room open.

Taking in a deep breath, I pushed the door wider before closing it behind me.

Natsume's figure was on the bed. Shoulders slumped, head in his hands.

"Hyuug-um.. Natsume? Are you alright?" I asked slowly.

I got no reply. I inched closer, "Natsume?" I held out a hand.

"Don't touch me," he hissed.

My hand shot back.

"Natsume, what happened?"

"Nothing that you would understand. All you understand is a perfect world. Friends, family, happiness. Even if I did tell you, it'd go through one ear and out the other, wouldn't it."

That hit a nerve.

"Well excuse me, high-and-mighty Hyuuga-sama. I didn't tell you what went on in my life, not like you wanted to know in the first place, but I apologise for trying to be happy! I don't know what happened in your life, but frankly, I don't care. I have my own matters to worry about and that damned cousin of yours made one of the matters worse than ever! Whatever did happen in your past is probably the silver lining of a cloud compared to what happened in mine. You have family, you have friends, you also have money! So suck it up and stop feeling pity for your fucking self!"

Natsume looked up at that, glaring, "That's right. You don't know one bit of what happened in my life and I don't know what happened in yours either. Like you, I don't give a shit, but if you think you have the right to tell me off like something as trivial of this, I suggest you get out of my line of sight. If you don't, your happy-go-lucky life would end in a matter of seconds!"

"Fine! I didn't really want to come here the first place, Hyuuga. You're the one who dragged me along, being an tyrant over me, who you think of as your subject. Just because your cousin is famous, doesn't give you the right to look down on me!"

At that, I ran down the stairs, stomped out of the house and walked straight past the overly-rich suburb. By the time I had gotten home, I was in tears. A picture of my parents was propped up on a stand near the doorway.

"Why," I stared at my dad, who was smiling happily back up at me. I was the cause of his suicide. If I hadn't been born, my mother wouldn't have died and my father wouldn't have wanted to kill himself. The day he did what he did was still as clear as though it were yesterday.

I had found him in the morning on his bed. I was only 12. His bedside stand had a small envelope with my name on it. On the floor, were a bottle of sleeping pills. From the date, I had recognised it to have been given only the day before. The bottle was almost empty. I tried waking him up but he wouldn't budge. I called the ambulance and waited painfully next to his room. He was already announced dead.

A few days later, the envelope, which also contained his will, was cleared and the money he left me became rightfully mine. I didn't have the luxuries of fashionable clothing, accessories or even extra blankets for when it cold at night. I used all the money on paying the mortgage, electricity and water bills.

By the time I was 15, I had failed to pay the mortgage and was forced to sell my home for money. I got an apartment after that and resorted to using less and less electricity and water. The money had almost run out by the time I was 15 and a half. That was when I got my job at the La Lune and met Hotaru and Yuu.

At 17, I started Alice Uni and survived until someone, namely Shoda Sumire, decided to prance along and ruin my life. Literally.

Now I was struggling more than ever, looking for a job, paying rent, water, electricity and whatnot.

And Hyuuga said that he had been through more pain than I had.

Haha, try and guess what Natsume meant with the "counting money" thing.

Alrighty... a bit emotional, this chapter... yeah...

Anyway, review please!

Peace.

Sky~