Hey back!

Sorry about the long wait, hehehe.

I know it's a cop out but i had exams and stuff...

Oh! I know this is a terrible just bear with me cause it gets better!

Disclaimer: I Do NOT Own Gakuen Alice!

THURSDAY MORNING

Ruka had just woken up and started his normal routine to go to school. He took a quick shower, gotten changed and eaten his breakfast. He had done all that before realizing that after he had found here there was no point going to school, so he was slightly annoyed. He was now watching some crappy cartoon when he heard the door creak open behind him. It surprised him; he had jumped to his feat and turned to look at who was there, he was even more surprised when he saw Nobara and Mikan looking solemn. He remembered that Nobara had said this was her brother's death anniversary, which meant that they had probably just returned from visiting his grave. Mikan gave him a small timid smile, her face that was stained with tear streaks tugged at Ruka's heart.

"A-are you al-alright?" He asked gently and unsurely.

"Yeah... No. You know what I'm sick of pretending I'm sick of answering 'yes' to that question. Eight years straight I have been lying to everyone one around me, trying to convince myself. So no. Right now I'm not alright!I hope one day I will be, but no... I'm not 'alright' right now" Mikan said angrily. She wasn't angry at Ruka of course, but she couldn't help it. She was angry at herself, angry at the world, angry at life. Just purely angry.

"I'm sorry that was a stupid question..." Ruka said awkwardly and guiltily.

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you. I didn't mean it" she replied also feeling guilty, but gave him a small lackluster smile.

After a long awkward silence Mikan turned to Nobara expectantly, "So what are we doing next" she asked almost begrudgingly.

"Pancake breakfast of course silly, where else?" She said nonchalantly.

Mikan just sighed and said; "Of course, where else would all this be leading to..."

"That's the spirit, it'll be fine!" Nobara said literally dragging the brunette out the door.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Asked Mikan meekly to Nobara.

They were both currently standing on the porch of an ordinary suburban house with the number 37 on the letter box. Nobara just rolled her eyes for the nth time just in the short distance they had travelled to get to this particular house.

"Yes, were not even doing anything yet, we are just simply joining your parents for pancake breakfast. Everything will be fine. Remember how long you have been waiting for this?" Nobara said, eyeing one of the windows where a few silhouettes were moving around on the other side of.

"Fine, fine. We're doing this!" The brunette said with new found confidence before bursting through the little white door they were in front of.

In front of Mikan and Nobara was wooden dining table surrounded by five adults; three men and two women. On the table was a big plate, stacked with pancakes that were filling the room with their enticing scent. The five adults turned to look at Mikan and Nobara, though their attention only skimmed over Nobara and were concentrating their stares at Mikan. As silence ruled the room, it grew stuffy and heated whilst tension ran high.

"You there, your one of them, a monster aren't you little girl?" Asked one of the men who were sitting around the dining table to Nobara, braking the fragile silence.

The man who had spoken had dark brown, neatly combed hair and small glasses sitting on the end of his nose. He wore a light brown vest over a white shirt and dark brown pants. He sat purposely and despite the weight of the accusation he had thrown he looked relaxed and indifferent. This man was Jinno, someone who in the dead of inght hunted down people with powers ruthlessly and indiscriminately, a hunter.

"I-err, well, I..." Nobara stuttered nervously in response while fidgeting nervously as now all the stares turned to her.

"Get out now!" One of the two women said, standing with authority, she had wavy auburn hair and brown eyes. She looked almost freakishly similar to Mikan. "People like you aren't welcome here." The woman said, drenching it in hatred, disgust and spite, her body language gave of a predatory feeling and her eyes, the keys to one's soul, betraying her tone and body language, showed fear and slight pity.

Mikan's heart lurched as she watched her mother behavior towards Nobara. What hurt her even more was the thought that this was the kind of treatment Nobara and the other boys had to go through on a daily basis.

"This is Nobara mum. I invited her, she's my closest friend. I will not let you treat her like some kind of monster!" Mikan managed to croak out with hopefully some traces of disgust and venom while barely holding back tears. She gave Nobara's hand a reassuring squeeze and small smile to let her know that she wouldn't let anything happen before moving protectively in front of Nobara and facing her parent's defensively.

"I cannot believe you Mikan! Monsters, like her are the reason Riku isn't here with us now! I will stand here and tolerate you speaking to your mother like that!" said Mikan's father-one of the men that were sitting at the table-while standing up and walking around the table to stand next to his wife. He had black hair and an incredible shade of light brown eyes.

"No dad, his murderer is the reason he isn't here. You cannot seriously, deep down, blame all people with powers for the actions of just one." Mikan said, exasperation and frustration taking over. This conversation was the same one they had been repeating for nine years and no matter how many time the topic came up they never took her and her opinion brushed her off like she was nothing and she was sick of it.

"Mikan. I don't understand why you're like this, I mean you never used to be like this. You used to be so caring and friendly. I know you miss him, but there comes a time you need to move on with your life." Mikan's mother said using a gentle, albeit force tone. If it wasn't for the look in her eyes you would have thought she was completely genuine and Mikan was at fault. Unconsciously Mikan curled her fists into balls before sighing loudly.

"We have been through this Mum, but incase you forgot, I haven't changed, never. You just never cared or noticed me. Riku was always your favourite, whilst I was the forgotten child. Oh, and don't worry I didn't care, I wouldn't want love from pretenders like you anyhow. It was fine I guess, but the fragile situation we had shattered the day he died, ever since that day all you can see is how I'm not like him. You can't even see me for what I am, only what I'm not. Don't you get it! I miss him as well, he was the only person who understood me and cared and now he's gone and you can even take the time to think about what I'm going through! Now sorry for the intrusion I'll just get my stuff and be out of your way. Permanently." Mikan blurted out before she could stop herself or even comprehend what she was saying. She then immediately grabbed poor unsuspecting Nobara's wrist and dragged her off down of the halls and into her room which had four cream colored walls.

Immediately after Mikan had forcibly shut her door she collapsed against one of the walls and sat there is silence as she stared at the floor a few meters in front of her. She felt like screaming, cry and pulling her hair out in frustration all at once, but she couldn't find the strength, energy and drive to any of those things she just sat there is her trance like state. Nobara silently inspected every inch of her room before sighing and kneeling down in front of Mikan so they were now face to face.

"Hey..." She said indifferently.

"I don't know. I don't know if I can do this" Mikan stuttered out still not looking away from the spot on the carpet.

"If anyone can it's you, you know that right. You're not as weak as everyone acts like you are. Besides your not and will ever be alone..." Nobara said, trying to sound reassuring.

Nobara stood up while Mikan nodded weakly and allowed her self to be helped up by Nobara, Mikan then went to her cupboard and pulled out a big decrepit looking brown bag.

"Fill this one up with as much clothes as you can, I'll do the rest" was the last thing Mikan said before they both set off to their jobs in complete silence.

Once they were done they both gave each other a look of understanding and while Mikan picked up a smaller blue bag she had packed Nobara took the brown bag and they left Mikan's room for the last time. When they walked through the living room neither of the girls spared a look at the adults as they continued walking to the door as if nothing else was going on around them. Nobara had reached the door first and when Mikan was about to follow her out she was stopped by an all to familiar voice.

"You know this little walkout of yours really doesn't effect me you know." Her mother. She waited for a moment for Mikan to respond before realizing she wasn't going to. "I already lost both my children the day he died."

Mikan stopped in her tracks for a moment before continuing out throwing only one more comment back.

"No. You didn't lose me. I lost you. And now your losing me."

TERRIBLE.

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