It's the last chapter!
Sorry for the late update!
I've been so~ busy… It's the final exam soon… !_!

Chapter 7

"Just at the right time," Permy said, looking at the emcee who was looking at the list of names to be called.

"Next is… Nogi Ruka! Now please come here at the stage to say the name of the person you want to be your last dance." The emcee's excited to hear about who his last dance is.

Ruka looked at Mikan before going to the stage. He smiled at Hotaru too.

"Oh. Her. Tch." Permy pouted. Looks like neither Ruka nor Natsume will be her Last Dance. She took a glance at Mikan whose eyes are searching for something. Permy sighed. "Well, at least, they're going to be happy. Not with me but those they… lo-lo-lo--," she gulped and took a deep breath, "love…"

Mikan's eyes flickered back to Permy. "Permy?" she asked.

"A!' she shouted. "No-nothing." She giggled a bit then sighed.

Mikan's eyes looked back into the crowd, still searching.

"Are you looking for him?"

Mikan shrugged. "I don't know…"

"Imai Hotaru," Ruka said on the microphone. He quickly ran down the stage and went to her. "Hotaru?" He held out his hand and smiled.

Hotaru smiled back and said, "Of course, idiot Ruka."

The other ladies just nibble their handkerchiefs. Every other girl envy Hotaru for this.

"Next is…" The emcee looked down at the list and said, "Hyuuga Natsume!"

Mikan's heart thumped aloud and fast. She was shaking. "Why am I here? For him to pity me? No. I'll go now!" she thought. She quickly ran to the woods.

"Sakura Mikan." Natsume said. He knew she was there. He trusted Hotaru.

Mikan came to a halt. "Me…?" she said. She slowly looked around and found everyone looking at her. She turned around and saw Natsume on his way to her. Time stopped. It was as if he will never reach her. Like the stage was so far. But it wasn't.

"Mikan. I'm sorry. Please. Be my Last Dance." Natsume kneeled down and held out his hand.

Mikan gasped, tears welling in her eyes. "Na-Natsume…" she cried.

He smiled.

She smiled back.

He took her hand and they danced. And danced. And danced.

The girls got more frustration. Including Permy. But they didn't have any choice. They were happy. Ruka and Hotaru. Natsume and Mikan.

After the ball, Natsume and Mikan went to their Sakura Tree.

"I missed you." Natsume said pulling her into his arms.

Mikan embraced him back. "I missed you more."

"I did."

"I DID!"

"Shut up or I'll—"

"You'll what?? I'm not scared of you! Natsume!"

Natsume chuckled.

Mikan giggled.

Ntasume pulled her even closer if possible and locked their lips. At first it was gentle. Then it became more passionate… Deep. Natsume slipped his tongue inside her mouth and she shuddered.

Mikan pushed him. "Natsume!" she shouted.

"What?" he asked.

"Do. Not. Ever. Kiss. Me. Like. That."

He giggled. "Why? It's called French kiss you know." Natsume closed the space between them and leaned in.

Mikan pushed her back but he's too strong for her. So, they kissed again.

…

"Why are we here?" Ruka whispered.

"Shh! Can't you see? I'm videotaping it." Hotaru answered.

"But is there someone who would buy that?"

"Yeah. Him." Hotaru smirked.

Ruka grinned. "Really. Everything's back to normal."

The END

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This one's horrible.

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