Hormones

Chapter 2: The Date

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Mikan was standing there, shivering. She had been stupid in choosing her attire. It didn't help that she only had skirts and shorts, anyway. But Mikan had made sure to wear clothes that were not revealing. White shorts that reached her knees, a baby-blue tee-shirt, and a pink jacket that hid her cleavage from the prying eyes of her date.

It was the middle of Autumn and that's why she was shivering. It wasn't the growing dread of spending time with that idiot Natsume. The attractive jerk would be here any minute, high and mighty with all his perverted pride. And his smell of the rain mixed with ashes, the scent tickled her nose pleasantly. He'd be here, his crimson eyes shining brightly and his dark hair waving at her in the breeze. She blushed at her thoughts of him.

He's a pervert, I hate him. But then why am I going out on a date with him? Damn. He's a pervert, but a smoking hot pervert. Maybe I should give him a chance. All he did was lick me. But! My skin is really sensitive! Something out of the blue like that had made me feel weird! She buried her face in one hand, keeping her head tilted down as if the sun was blinding her, What kind of weird though?

"Hey, Polka-Dots." she heard Natsume say. Her head snapped up and she stared at him for a moment. He had on his usual emotionless face on, standing only a foot away from her. She could almost feel his breath on her skin. Her sensitive skin. She slowly began to feel herself falling into his trance.

Mikan jumped away from him, a tinge of red appearing on her cheeks, "L-lets get on the bus!" she stuttered. She boarded it quickly and sat in the back. Natsume had followed her and sat down in the seat next to her. Mikan hid her blush under her bangs.

"Why are you so nervous?" he asked.

Mikan looked out the window, avoiding his gaze, "You want the truth or a lie?"

Natsume rolled his eyes at the back of her head, "The truth, you idiot."

The brunette hesitated before whispering, "I've never been alone with a guy before."

Natsume frowned, "Don't lie, Ugly."

Mikan shook her head, quite calmly. Although she bit back on a retort that would have made a sailor blush, "Its not a lie."

"You've never been on a date before?"

"Do play dates count?"

"No."

"Then no."

Natsume rolled his eyes, "You're pathetic."

Mikan looked around at him and glared.

"Is this guy bothering you?" a tall man, older then both of them, asked. Her was handsome and kind looking. And Mikan was a cute, dense, little girl who didn't know that she shouldn't talk to strangers.

"Ah, yes, kind Sir, he is."

"No, I'm not," Natsume suddenly said, growling at the man. He slung his arm around Mikan's shoulders unexpectedly. A blush splattered her face like paint on a canvas, "can't I tease my girlfriend once and a while."

Mikan sat speechless and blob-like. She couldn't move away from Natsume.

The man shrugged, "Fine." he turned and walked back to the front of the bus where his buddies were waiting.

Once Natsume's arm was off her shoulder, Mikan was almost instantly herself again. She glared at him, "Your girlfriend?" she asked in a dangerous tone.

Natsume blinked once, "I'll explain later. You're just too dense and loud for me to tell you now."

Mikan crossed her arms and pouted like a child. She was silent the rest of the way to Central Town. Once there, though, it was different.

She jumped off the bus after Natsume, who was standing looking bored. Mikan on the other hand looked amazed. So many shops. Too bad she was with Natsume, the Ice King.

"Yo, Polka-Dots."

His voice snapped her away from her thoughts. She looked around at him, reluctantly, "What?" Oh Lord of Ice. She added silently.

"You wanna know why I called you my girlfriend or not?" he asked. His posture of leisurely, with his fists stuffed in his pockets. Mikan slapped her forehead mentally. She had completely forgotten about that incident.

"Yes, yes." Mikan said, a little too eagerly. He raised an eyebrow at her, smirking slightly. Her face tinted a light shade of pink, realizing what she must of sounded like, "Not that I'm interested in you or anything..." she mumbled.

"Right." Natsume rolled his eyes, his tone sarcastic, "Anyway. I said that because that guy had other plans for you other than getting away from me."

Mikan blinked and thought what he had said over and over in her head, "What kind of things?"

"Nothing good. You'd be safer not talking to strangers."

"You're strange. I shouldn't be talking to you!" Mikan exclaimed suddenly, pointing a finger at Natsume. He glared slightly.

"I'm serious."

"Why do you care if something happens to me, anyway?" she crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously.

He stood silently for a while before saying, "I don't." he turned and headed in the direction of a tiny café. Mikan blinked and followed him, totally forgetting about their previous discussion. The only thing that mattered at this moment was the fact that Hyuuga Natsume had visited this café before.

Mikan caught up to him, "I didn't know you liked cafés!" she commented. So the Ice King has a soft side. She grinned at the thought.

"I don't. They're too small-town folk for me." Natsume told her in a monotone.

Mikan shot him a glare, "I came from a small town!"

Natsume shrugged as they entered the café. The rest of the date was basically just that. Natsume would say something, Mikan would retort, then Natsume would shrug. Mikan found it incredibly annoying. As time passed, she got angered.

She stood up from the chair and said, "Why did I even give you a chance? I'm going back to the dorms!" and then slammed a couple rabbits on the table before storming out of the café. She left Natsume feeling awkward since everyone in the room was staring at him with glares. What did I do? Natsume thought, All I did was comment on her bra strap. Stars, huh?

Mikan sat down on the bench, waiting for the next bus to come and take her back to the High School dorm rooms. She dug her heel into the dirt, fiddling with the hem of her shirt, "I guess he really is a jerk."

She continued to sit silently until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Go away, Natsume!"

"Who's Natsume?" a gruff voice said.

Mikan twisted around to see who was holding her shoulder.

There in front of her stood the man from earlier. His horrible stench told Mikan that he was drunk. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Go away." she commanded.

"Don't you wanna play a little game, Kitty?" he slurred, wrapping one arm around her shoulders from behind so that she was pinned to the bench.

"No thanks." Mikan told him, attempting to move his arm away. He laughed and leaned forward to whisper in her ear.

"What a cute little kitten." he said. Mikan stiffened. Natsume had been right. This guy was bad news.

But then she felt an instance heat. The man yelped loudly and jumped away, trying to put out the fire that was running up his sleeve.

"I believe she said she didn't want to play." The crimson-eyed teen said, stepping out from behind a lamppost, his alice burning in his palm.

"Natsume!" Mikan sounded relieved. She jumped up to her feet and rushed up to him, again forgetting about their argument. He smirked at her tone of voice and actions. He grabbed her hand with his free hand and began dragging her into the forest, leading her through the falling shadows. Her face, luckily hidden from him because of the coming darkness, was a bright color of pink.

"Wha--? Where are we going? The bus stop is back there!" she protested.

"Do you really want to stay at the bus stop while a couple drunks are wandering around?" Natsume asked her, "I can't protect you from each and everyone of them. So, we're walking back."

Mikan frowned as she allowed herself to be dragged deeper into the forest. Natsume wouldn't do anything to her while they were alone. Right? She asked, feeling as if a knife dipped in fear had been stabbed through her torso. I'll have to trust him for now.

Soon, the sun dipped under the horizon and the sky with painted with stars, leaving the two in darkness.

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Well. This is nothing like I originally planned, but I had a brilliant, evil idea. Unfortunately, it'll make the story longer then I expected it to be. But oh well, it gave me inspiration to keep writing since after I wrote the first chapter, my inspiration went flop! Haha. Look out for the next chapter: The Hurt!

Haha. I know, Mikan blushed a lot in this chapter. But she's just sooo cute when she blushes. Lol. J/K J/K.