Lately, their gap seems further even though they're so close to each other everyday.

She remembers it happened since the first year in high school, when she decided to use make up like her friends said. It's not that she's obsessed with it like the crazy fangirls of Natsume Hyuuga, but her friends said it's a must to use it for teenagers. They can't deceive the fact that this brunette girl is so beautiful but sometimes, they complain why she uses make up thinly.

She, being Mikan Sakura, won't tell them her reason for not using more make up. Let it be a little secret for herself so they won't be worrying her. The secret that was taken place on their first year of high school when suddenly the one whom she wanted to be looked and loved, said that he hates make up. He hated her using it. Too shock like there was thunder striking her, her tears started to rolling down once she got home at that time.

If that's the case, if that's what he thinks about her, she really didn't want that best friend of hers to know about her feeling. Not yet. So, from the time she rubbed off her tears away, she promises deep in her heart that she won't fall for him. She'll think about that feeling as sibling's love because they've been with each other for more than 15 years. If a relationship last too long like that, it's usual if she feels weird like that, right? The feeling of fake love. She always cheers herself up with that thought.

She walks out then locks her gate when suddenly someone's calling her name "Where are you going, Mikan?"

Her head tilts to see someone's head bulge out of the second floor's window of his house. Yeah, him. Natsume Hyuuga. She looks at his sleepy ruby eyes that's examining her appearance. He always does that every time she wants to go out, even when last night he was working all night long for the photo shoot, he can still wake up for a moment to check her. The responsibility of protecting his sister, that's what she assumes. His eyes looks at her well combed wavy brunette down to her face with the creamy colored lips as the center of attention. Down to her neck accessories, her creamy dress that last until knees, and last, her cream tutu shoes. "Nice dress. Where to go?"

She knows he likes to compliment girls which doesn't make her heartbeat speeding up anymore. "Thanks," she grins to thank him more "With boy, as usual," she turns and walks away "See ya,"

"..." Inside the room, Hyuuga's only son watches the girl go away in silence. "With boy? As usual? Tch," he closes back his window then lay back to his bed "As if you're so popular, little girl," he mumbles before going back to his slumber.

"Time to work, Natsume. Where are you?" his manager calls him late the afternoon, an hour before his photo shoot.

"I'll be going soon. Just wait," he cuts the conversation fast before his manager replies back. His clothes has already in place, covering his body perfectly. But all he's doing is sitting on his bed while patting his fingers un-patient-ly to the table near his bed. Only one reason could make him do that.

Mikan Sakura.

"Where is she?" he quickly presses her number which he memorizes so well. It rings for quite a long time until a familiar voice can be heard on the the line.

"Yes, Natsume?" her voice is so hard to be heard because of the crowd. He assumes she's on the city park right now because he catches someone's voice talking about riding a merry-go-round.

"I'm going to go to the studio. Can you go home now? You see, my parents are out of the town,"

"You can go first, I'll be home in a few hours,"

"What did you say?" slightly annoyed, the raven haired boy raises his tone. This is what he hates the most from his best friend. She hardly hangs out with her friends, or even boys, but when she's out with them, she'll be home very late. Usually, Natsume will go find her if the clock strikes 9 o'clock. He'll be pretending that he's just walking around, then meet her, and finally ask her to go home with a little of enforcement. But today, for the first time, he has a goddamned photo shoot today.

"I'll be home at hmm... 8 o'clock maybe,"

"Don't use maybe on me," he grits his teeth "Whom are you hanging out with?"

"A guy from our school," she says as a matter of fact-ly

"Give the phone to him now," then he heard the phone was handed to another person.

"Yes?"

"I want you to walk her home, NOW," he threats the guy immediately. His nerve has already on its limit, like the time for his photo shoot.

"O-okay, Natsume," the guy can feel the threat. Everyone in the school, knows that Mikan Sakura is Natsume Hyuuga's best friend. It's weird if they don't know both of the infamous best friend. So, if you know Mikan, you'll automatically know Natsume too. And if you know Natsume, you'll absolutely do what he wants if you still want to live happily.

Once the call stopped, he looks at the clock. 5.30 PM, 30 minutes to go. Then hurriedly go to the garage to use his car.

"Thanks for the hard work, everyone,"

He groans then gulps so much mineral water due to exhaustion and thirst. It's saturday night for God's sake, but here he is, working to make money. He had planned to watch movies with Mikan in one of their house. Looking at his watch, the time is still around 8, so maybe he can still do the plan. He presses her number then wait until it's answered.

"H-hello?" the girl says while sobbing.

He stuns for a couple seconds. What's wrong with her? Why is she crying? Is the first thing across his mind "What are you doing? I've finished—"

"I'm watching romance movie with the friend of mine because you worked,"

"A friend of yours?" at that time, he can feel his heart fired with anger. But at the same time, it sunk from disappointment.

"Yeah, the one I was hanging out with this morning."

"You mean both of you watching movies alone in your house?" he quickly gets up from his seat to take his things, jacket and car's key.

"It's not that something bad will happen," he presses the red button before kicking the gas pedal too harsh, not waiting for her to finish her words.

"Get out of her house now," he glares at the boy. In a speed of the light, without another warn, the boys hurriedly steps out of her house after saying good bye to the brunette girl.

"Natsume!" she glares at the raven haired boy "You're so mean! I was the one who invited him to watch movie together!"

"Who give you permission to bring boys inside your house?" he glares back at her brown orbs.

Getting tired of his bossy attitude, she shots him "It's my house, so it's my rules! After all it's saturday night!"

"Mikan Sakura, this is the first time you say that to me," he threats her "Do you think who takes care of you when our parents are gone?"

"But you broke your promise! You said we'd watch movie together tonight!" she pushes him while trying hard to shallow her tears back "I just don't want to be alone, is that wrong?"

"You know me, Mikan! You know that me, my parents, and your mother's job is like this! Can't you at least understand it a little bit?"

"I've tried! But you're getting busier everyday. So I think you won't be troubled if I bring someone to accompany me, right?"

He grits his teeth "Can't you think straight? He is a boy! How can you—"

"Is that even your problem if I bring some boys to my house?" she cut him coldly "Just because we are childhood friend, doesn't mean you can order me anytime, Natsume. If you think of me as your little sister, fine. But if I'm your sister, you don't have the right to block my relationship with any guy as if you are my boyfriend,"

His teeth grits more. His fists get tighter until it's unbearable to control the angry tremble of his body. "Just tell me how special that guy is," he suddenly blurts out.

"He's not special now, but maybe—"

BUAGH!

I loud thud can be heard when suddenly the raven haired model pushed her hard to the wall. Trapping her between his murderous blood shot eyes, tight grips on her wrists and the thick wall of her house. She groans, receiving the pain from his tight grips and the sensation of her back hitting the wall quite strong.

"I said don't 'maybe' me. I hate that word," he hisses to her and the next thing she knows, his lips crashes toward hers. He kisses her. He takes away her first innocent kiss. Deeper.

Deeper.

She gasps for air but it only makes him going even deeper. His grips get more tighter.

Natsume stops!

Her tears start to stream down her burning cheeks, making her best friend retreat from what he's doing. He cannot see her so he just turns around and walk away. Leaving her sobbing with her body sat on the cold floor and lips as red as a cherry.

This is the third chapter. Find some typos or bad grammars?

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