Chapter 6

After exactly a whole week of disappearing, he came back. Hyuuga Natsume is back. When he entered the room that morning, Mikan felt strange. She was happy, yet sad. Natsume didn't apologize for being gone. He won't even talk or tease her. She was scared too. She couldn't turn around and face him. He was just behind him yet she can't talk or look at him. She doesn't have the courage to do so. The last time they saw each other was that day, in front of the Sakura Tree before she ran off to follow Ruka. That might have been a misunderstanding for both of them. Natsume ignored her and Ruka. But after class, Ruka called him.

"Where were you?" Ruka asked.

Natsume was facing the other way. It seems like he wasn't listening at all.

Ruka sighed. "Fine. I'll go straight to the point."

He turned around and looked at him, confused.

"Do you love her?" Ruka didn't stutter.

"Who?" Natsume's voice was cold.

"You know who. Sakura Mikan-san."

"That girl already left me for you. And she was with me for the sake of eating Howalons." He turned his back on him again and was walking away.

"You're wrong. I'm just a friend to her. As she is to me now. Also, she's crying. Because of you, Natsume." Ruka said in higher tone. "If you want to get her back, tell me. Do you love her or not?"

"Tomorrow night… is the Last Dance. Right?" he asked back, smirking.

"Eh? Uhm… Yeah. Hey! Wait, Natsu—!"

"I'll tell her tomorrow. Thank you, Ruka," he said while walking away, his grin not escaping his face.

The next day was no different for Mikan. Ruka did tell Hotaru about Natsume's plan for tonight but she didn't say a word to her. Hotaru still doesn't trust him.

"He never said that he loves her." Hotaru said, fixing her idiot-gun.

"But—!" Ruka exclaimed. He stopped seeing the gun pointed at him. He sweat dropped and said, "F-fine… Do what you want…"

Hotaru smiled and left.

She found Natsume and pointed the gun at him saying, "Hey. Hyuuga Natsume."

Natsume looked at her. "Hmm?"

"Tell me. Are you going to make her cry more?"

Natsume raised one of his brows.

Hotaru glared at him and put up the idiot-gun.

"Tch. I'm not afraid of that. And why are you so excited? I'd tell her anyway."

"Just let me know!"

Natsume snapped his fingers and the gun was on fire.

She dropped it quickly and it was turned into ashes.

He walked away leaving Hotaru who was glaring at him.

It was the strongest idiot-gun. "I have to make another."

That night, Permy helped Hotaru prepare Mikan for the Last Dance. But Mikan wasn't happy at all. No one told her of course. "It's better if it's a surprise," they say.

Mikan doesn't want to go but she had nothing to do if Hotaru says it.

This year, the ladies are wearing princess' gowns. And the guys wear princes' outfit.

Mikan's gown was pink and off-shoulder. Hotaru's was blue and is spaghetti strapped. Permy's was red and is a tube.

On the way to where the Last Dance is held, Mikan's face was down. Ruka saw them on the entrance.

"Wow. You're all so pretty," he said, looking on each one of them.

"Thank you!" Permy exclaimed, "Of course! I should be really pretty! I want Natsume-sama to notice me!"

Hotaru glared at her while Mikan's eyes widened.

"Natsume…" she thought.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to." Permy apologized.

"Let's go." Hotaru pulled Mikan and they went to the Last Dance.

Sorry everyone. But this is all I could write.

Just one more chapter and it's over!!! *sigh*