Word Meanings

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WORD no.2: Hate: deep or bitter dislike

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"Mikan-chan, you're home!" An old man greeted Mikan, giving her a big tight hug. "Relax Ji-chan, I'm not leaving." She said with a smile, hugging him back. "I might be soon." He muttered sadly. Mikan frowned at this.

This is Mikan's grandfather. She lives with him in an apartment. No one really knows his name, not even Mikan. He just told her to call him 'Ji-chan' or 'grandpa'. No, he's not sick of anything. In fact, he's pretty healthy but the bad thing is he's also really old. He's in his eighties. He keeps saying that he's in what some old people call, 'the departure area' his 'plane' just hasn't taken off yet. And it was obvious that Mikan wasn't the type of person who was comfortable with talking about the matter of death.

"Don't say that Ji-chan!" Mikan said, releasing from the hug. He just smiled in returned. "Anyway," He said, changing the topic. "How was school?" He asked as he walked to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Mikan stared at him hesitantly; she couldn't just say "It was horrible! I have to tutor some hot jackass who saw my underwear. Pretty cool, huh?" NO, NEVER. It would probably just worry him or maybe even give him a heart attack, but then, she couldn't lie to him.

"It was...unusual." She said plainly. It wasn't the EXACT truth but it definitely wasn't a lie either.

Her grandfather smiled. "Okay, that's good." Mikan looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"How could 'unusual' be good?"

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It was recess, and only two people were not enjoying this thirty minutes of freedom.

Natsume leaned against the wall hands in his pockets while Mikan sat on the floor crossed legged, resting her head on her hand. They both stayed like that for about ten minutes outside their classroom.

It was quiet. They were both quiet. They were still trying to put into mind that they had to meet up three times a day for the whole school year.

It's not so bad.

But if you were Natsume Hyuuga and Mikan Sakura, it IS bad. They were from different groups...no, not groups, WORLDS. They were complete opposites. If you had to meet up three times a day for a whole school year with someone who is a complete opposite of yourself, AND you DON'T get along, wouldn't you hate it?

Yes, you most likely would.

Mikan sighed. She hated to trouble herself with such thoughts in the morning.

"C'mon." Natsume suddenly said, opening the door to their classroom.

"What?" Mikan asked with dull expression planted on her face. "Idiot" Natsume thought, irritated. "Let's get it over with, and start tutoring." He said, clearly losing his patience. "Oh yeah...that." Mikan said as she stood up.

They stuck two desks beside each other, and sat down.

"Okay, do these exercises." Mikan said, pointing to the book.

Natsume rolled his eyes. "Fine" He replied boredly. He grabbed the pencil Mikan was holding and answered it quickly. "Done" He said to Mikan, giving back the pencil to her. "What?! B-b-ut yo-o-o-u...and English?! HOW?!" Mikan said, mixing stuttering with blabbering. Natsume stood up and exited the classroom.

He left Mikan there, with her jaw dropped down to the ground once again.

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Mikan couldn't help but to stare at Natsume during class.

She was annoyed by him. She couldn't stand him. She hated him. And why, you ask? It was because he was never stupid in English in the first place. He failed English in the first semester on purpose! It was clear that he failed it on purpose! By the way he answered the activity she gave him, it was obvious he 

failed English on purpose! And maybe, JUST maybe, if he never failed on purpose, they wouldn't be stuck together for the rest of the school year! But not only that, Mikan hated the fact Natsume was given great opportunities to study, and yet he was completely wasting it!

By the time classes were over, and the lunch bell had ringed, the whole class had left the classroom in a rush leaving only Mikan and Natsume.

"Hyuuga!" Mikan said angrily as she stomped over to his place.

"Hn" He replied, not taking his eyes off the Manga he was reading.

This just upset Mikan even more. "You're coming with me!" She said angrily as she grabbed his hand. Natsume looked at Mikan. "Let go of me." He commanded. "Not unless you come with me." Mikan replied stubbornly. Natsume sighed. "Fine" He said, standing up. He put down the Manga he was reading on top of his desk and looked at Mikan. "What do you want from me, baka?" He asked, irritated. "Just follow." She said, frowning at the fact that he called her 'baka'.

Mikan began to walk and just dragged Natsume like he was a doll.

"Here we are." Mikan said, looking at a Sakura tree. Natsume realized she had taken him to the school backyard, a place where almost no one goes to.

"You still haven't let go of me." Natsume said with a teasing tone in is voice. "Gomen ne..." Mikan said, slightly blushing as she let go of his hand. "Tell me why I'm here again?"Natsume asked, suddenly remembering that she DRAGGED him here. Mikan frowned as she looked at Natsume.

"You're failing English on purpose...aren't you?!" Mikan said, turning away from him. "What's it to you?" He said darkly, his bangs covering his eyes as he turned away as well. "EVERYTHING!!" Mikan shouted, waving her arms at him. "Do you have any idea on how lucky you are?!" Mikan said, tears welling up at the ends of her eyes. This brunette could just get so damn emotional about things. "You don't know anything." He said in a cold hiss, pinning Mikan against the bark of the Sakura tree.

They stayed like that for awhile, looking into each other's eyes. Natsume's piercing ruby eyes and Mikan's gentle brown ones. "I may not know whatever personal problem you have, but...don't just give up...for whatever reason." Mikan said, pushing Natsume away from her.

They just stood there in silence.

"So, it's strawberries today." Natsume said, breaking the silence.

"Two words: DAMN.YOU." Mikan said angrily, completely flustered. "At least I won't be with you later during dismissal." Mikan muttered under her breath, apparently, Natsume heard her.

"What was that?" He asked, hoping what he heard wasn't true. "I SAID 'AT LEAST I WON'T BE WITH YOU LATER DURING DISMISSAL'" Mikan said loudly, emphasizing every word.



"Why?" Natsume asked blankly. It's almost as if he wanted to be with her. "Um...well...I have..." Mikan said shyly, turning red once again. "You have?" Natsume asked curiously. "A date..." Mikan continued. Her whole face was red. Natsume stared at her in disbelief.

"Who are you going on a date with?" Natsume asked, finally regaining consciousness from his thoughts.

"With my boyfriend!" Mikan said innocently with a wide smile.

Natsume felt his heart his heart skip a beat, no way was that true!

"Polka dotted panties girl has a boyfriend?!"

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Author's note: Whew! Done! Sorry if this chapter was boring. Yep, that's right, Mikan has a boyfriend! Just watch me as I play with these lovable characters. Bwuahahaha! The word on top is the title chapter okay? It's also used in the chapter itself...sometimes at least. Thank for those who reviewed in the first chapter. :D Review if you want. Flames HIGHLY accepted. Hope you enjoyed. :P

-Ms.Anon