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The Alice Agency
Written by Sitting in the Silence
Case #5 : Problems
THE FOUR OF THEMgot in Natsume's red Chevrolet Cruze. The two boys slid on the front seats and the two girls sat at the back. He quietly drove his way to Tokyo. He then sighed at the current situation. The Andou bastard was playfully touching his car's stereo and he can't help but grimace. What's he even doing here? Well, the annoying little girl kept blabbing about how awesome her best friend, Hotaru Imai, is. And being the news freak he was, he gladly tagged himself along.
And the other journalist, Hotami Imai, happened to not have a car so she rode with them too. All Natsume wanted was some peace and he can't have it when there are three happy-go-lucky psychos sitting with him. He sighed again, he has problems of his own too – problems that he needs to deal with as soon as possible.
"Dude, quit sighing like we're the worst thing that has happened in your whole life." Tsubasa said as he patted Natsume's shoulder, twice.
Natsume jerked his shoulder and glared at him. Tsubasa withdrew his hand and frowned, "Whoa. Relax, I'm not contagious or anything."
"Are you two alright?" Mikan asked as she pulled herself and placed her head between the two.
"I dunno. This guy's being mean to me." Tsubasa said as he shuddered. Mikan can't help but giggle, "Well, welcome to the club. Hotami-chan and I we're just talking about our first encounter with Natsume and well, both aren't good." Mikan said as she looked to her left, toward Natsume, and made a face.
"Stop making your face uglier, polka." Natsume commented as he swerved to a corner.
"Eh? You saw that? But I thought you we're looking at the road." Mikan mumbled as she sat back to her place, "Meanie. Besides, what's with the polka?"
"What?" Natsume asked as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. Tsubasa saw this; he scrutinized his expression and his eyes darted from Natsume to Mikan.
"You just said: 'Stop making your face uglier, polka.'"She answered, copying Natsume's voice and giving emphasis on the word polka.
"You're . . . hearing things, little girl." Natsume said as he fidgeted on his seat.
"I AM NOT!" Mikan whined out as she pouted.
"I heard it too, Natsume. And I'm kind of curious myself." Hotami said with her arms crossed.
"Look I didn't sa—" Natsume was about to deny it but Tsubasa cut him off.
"Come on man, just tell us. You don't have to be shy about it. Your girlfriend's name is Polka, right?" Tsubasa said as he winked at him then he let out a showy smile towards the girls at the back.
Natsume scoffed, "No." He then stared at Tsubasa through the corner of his eyes. He saw Tsubasa shaking his head in disbelief. "It's my nickname for her since she used to wear those childish polkadotted underwear." Natsume continued.
"Eww. You're such a perv!" Mikan exclaimed. "Gave me the chills." She said as she shuddered.
Tsubasa chuckled, "Don't say stuffs like that man. There are girls here."
"What are they, babies? They're already like, twenty years old." Natsume said.
"I'm just nineteen you perv." Mikan said, pouting.
"Same thing." Natsume scoffed.
"I'm nineteen too. But seriously Natsume, you have a girlfriend?" Hotami asked, wearing the same poker face her cousin usually does.
"I do. What's the big deal? Jealous?" Natsume said as he stepped on the brake. The car then stopped, meeting a heavy traffic. "Damn. Rush hour." He muttered.
He heard Hotami's flippant laugh, "As if. I was just . . . amused, that's all." She then diverted her gaze outside the window and looked at the buildings that were surrounding them. They just exited Kanagawa Prefecture and they're currently stranded in a traffic jam in the southern part of Tokyo.
The sun's still up in the sky. Huge white cottony clouds were scattered all over the never ending blue sheet above them.
"So," Tsubasa started, "How did the two of you meet?" He asked while looking at Mikan through the rear view mirror. The car started to move again, slowly.
"Oh, you mean me and Natsume? Well . . ." Mikan started as she put her forefinger on her chin. "You see, I was late for work and I was frantically walking my way to work. Then suddenly, BAM!" she said as she smacked her hands together, "He bumped into me and the hot chocolate I was holding spilled onto my white undershirt! And he was like: 'Watch out idiot.' And that got me really mad that I want to kick his guts out of him!" she continued as she held up her fist in an angry clutch.
Tsubasa laughed at Mikan's expression – it was priceless. It's evident that she was so mad at him but he perfectly knows that Mikan doesn't hold grudges. And he's sure that Natsume knows that too.
"You're not telling him something." Natsume added. Both heads jerked toward him. Even Hotami, who had her own little world, got interested.
"What was it then?" Mikan asked with arms crossed.
"You took a picture of me." Natsume said with a mocking smirk evident on his handsome face. "It was obvious that the first time you saw me, you've completely fallen in love with me." He continued as he turned to another corner.
Mikan's brow puckered, "That's a lie! Who would like a jerk like you? Ugh!"
Tsubasa then laughed out loud. He was almost crouching as he touched his stomach, and he kept on laughing. Even Hotami let out a light giggle.
Mikan and Natsume just raised their brows at Tsubasa.
"I'm sorry," – Tsubasa let out another chuckle – "I can't help it." He then cleared his throat and spoke again, "So, it must've been a total shock for you that Natsume has a girlfriend."
"It was! Who knows what that jerk did to the poor girl." Mikan said as she leaned her back on her seat.
"Hey. I didn't do anything. She was the one who managed to . . . get in my life." Natsume said as he tried to concentrate on the road and after the next five seconds, the car was being pulled back into an empty space. And just right outside Mikan's window stood the enormous Tokyo Daily building.
"We're here. Now, get out!" Natsume said through gritted teeth. Everyone got out except for Natsume who remained sitting on the driver seat.
Mikan stretched as soon as she stepped out of the car. "I'm so excited to see Hotaru-chan!" she said with glee.
"And I'm so looking forward on meeting her." Tsubasa added.
"And me, oh I can't wait to sit again on my freaking chair." Hotami said, sarcasm evident on her voice.
Mikan then noticed that Natsume was still in the car, she then tapped his window. Then it slowly slid down, revealing his annoyed yet handsome face. Mikan almost flinched at this, almost.
"You aren't coming?" Mikan asked as she bent down to see more of him.
"No." he answered. "I'm going back to the agency. I found something that needs immediate attention."
"I'm sure it can wait. Let's just visit my best friend for a while then I'll go back with you." Mikan said as she placed her hand inside the window and opened the lock of the door. She then pulled the door opened and grabbed Natsume's arm.
"Don't touch me!"he snapped as he pulled his arm back. He closed the door and the window. Soon, a beeping sound was heard as the car reversed, wheels turned and it soon moved forward, leaving the three of them . . . carless.
Mikan then stared at her hand; unconsciously closing and opening it thrice.
"He must've been PMSing. Don't worry about him much, Mi-chan. Like you said, he's a jerk." Hotami said as she sauntered towards the building's entrance.
Mikan then felt Tsubasa looking at her, "My jokes must've annoyed him. Did I go overboard, sempai?" she asked as she held the hand that held Natsume's arm earlier.
Tsubasa then smiled, "Trust me, that's nothing compared to your other jokes." He then patted Mikan on the head then he walked, following Hotami.
"Eh?" Mikan asked at her sempai's statement. She didn't get it. What other jokes? It's not like she joked with him too, she has been like that only when Natsume came, she thinks. But hey, you couldn't blame her. The guy always starts it.
She just shook the thoughts away and tried to catch up with the others, "Hey. Wait for me!"
Natsume calmly drove his way towards the Alice Agencybuilding. His eyes spoke confusion and . . . stress. He then suddenly parked the car in an empty space, activating the parking indicator. He pulled the handbrake up. He rested his back on his seat as he rested his head too. Then his eyes diverted on the rearview mirror and he saw something shiny. He fidgeted and looked at the back seat and he found a silver bracelet lying there on the left seat.
He sighed. "Seriously, that girl is so careless." He muttered as he stretched his hand out and reached for the bracelet, soon he got a hold of it then he dangled it in front of him. It's a silver bracelet with five charms hanging around it. He then dropped it to his other hand and placed it inside his pocket.
Should I return it?He asked himself as he massaged his temples. This day is really tough for him. He doesn't even know how he'd handled it calmly this far.
The Neko Gang's robbery footage replayed on his mind. It was no mistake, the gang wanted him back. They all wanted him that they all went to the extent of kidnapping his sister, Aoi. He sighed again as he slumped his back on the seat.
The girl who was wearing the blue neko mask earlier was his sister and he's sure of that. The crimson eyes that are the same as his were so visible and her raven hair that hung above her shoulder – definitely Aoi. They even used her real name so that they would catch his attention and heck, they succeeded.
He couldn't forget how his sister set the man on fire. The attitude wasn't like Aoi but he perfectly knows how the gang does their dirty works, he knows because . . . he sighed as he punched the steering wheel.
"Dammit!" he muttered angrily as he rested his head on the wheel.
I knew coming back here will be difficult. But I had no idea that things will be this extreme.He thought but his little peace was destroyed by a beeping sound. He got his phone out of his pocket and stared at the front screen of the flip. 3 new messages, it said.
He opened the flip and pressed the view button. A familiar name appeared and sent him two messages and another one from an unknown source. He ignored the Ruka messages for now and viewed the one with numbers only. It said:
Natsume, it's me Mikan. Can you please look around your car? I think I lost my bracelet there, again.
And oh, you're still welcome here. Please drop by together with my bracelet, if you don't mind. :)
I'll text you once we're leaving. Ja~ c;
He closed the phone's flip and smirked. The girl really is, amazing. He then shook his head and gathered his thoughts regarding his sister in the corner of his mind. He'll deal with it later. He then pulled out a new set of problem from his mind, because right now he'll be dealing with it. He needsto deal with her for now – Hotaru Imai.
Edited: March 29, 2011– I had another time to look at it again and I did some editing, again. Sorry of you've received alert mails for a chapter 6, I just made a mistake.
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