Chapter 8

NO TITLE. Yes, my creative juices are low again and at the moment, music is my sort of my main souce for inspiration. And, yes, I bet that I would be sadly leaving for a week or so because our school is having a celebration and it's really grand that they even included us students. But enough of the chit-chat, this chapter might be tinge cheesy, boring, droning, (Fill in the blank, dear). And I'm terribly sorry. Oki Doki then, Fiction Start.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Hotaru said as she tightened her hold on Mikan's sleeping form. He held her Baka gun aloof, it was tragic really. Five men against one girl.

"No need for restraint! Just give sweet old Ms. Sakura to us and we'll be forever thankful," said the sly voice behind the men, he pushed them aside and Ta-da! The never ending masked man Persona appeared.

"Who are you? And what do you need with Mikan?"

"She was asked to come with me by the grade school principal, as a matter of fact Ms. Sakura already knows about this."

Hotaru tried to move without waking Mikan wake up but she was too late. Mikan wakes up, and screams for her life. Hotaru covered her mouth for it was too dangerous to get attention.

"Shush..." Hotaru whispered. Mikan nodded her head, but silent tears came out of her eyes.

"I just love the taste of fear in young hearts, it delights me. Anyway dears, time is ticking and the Principal is waiting."

'The principal…?' Mikan thought, 'he's asking for me now?! Then why all…'

"Mikan, are you listening? When I count to three, we both run and activate your Nullifying Alice." Hotaru urgently whispered. She slowly stood and Mikan followed suit.

"One, Two…."

Persona snapped his fingers, two men tackled Hotaru and shot her with some sleeping liquid.

"HOTARU!!!"

"Don't worry Sakura, You'll be her joining soon." Persona again smiled wickedly.

"What…" A man had injected her with sleeping liquid, and was carried bridal to the nearby limo on the road.

"Sir, what we'll do with Ms. Imai?"

"Leave her, they're soon coming anyway."

Persona then walked to the seat next to the driver, Mikan in the middle of the two men.

'You'll be out of my hair in a moment. I wonder if I'll miss her... yes, I guess I will.' Another grin graced his features, his eyes twinkling. He looked mad, and laughed to himself silently, exiting the gates. A quarter past 2 in the morning.

"Imai!" It was Ruka, trying to wake up Hotaru.

"I'll go on ahead, they couldn't have that gone far," Natsume shouted as he continued to run towards the dark clearing. After a few more moments, Ruka then proceeded to carry Hotaru all the way back to the dorms. The sky was turning purple; he could tell that it was maybe around three. It would be another day and another goose chase.

"Well, it better be fast. We can't go on living like this right, Imai?"

"I guess so…" Hotaru said as she yawned.

"YOUR AWAKE?!"

"Yes, Nogi. Exactly 30 minutes, already."

"Well, then maybe you can walk…"

"No. You're going to carry me until we reach my room."

"Imai, I'm--"

"You have to. Or I'll show your pictures, you do remember that I have a large collection, and," she yawned. " I'm tired, too…"

With that Hotaru fell asleep again, and Ruka just smiled. At least he wouldn't really be blackmailed because now.

He clearly doesn't have much of a choice.

Time to say adieu once again. And please, I WANT TO HEAR FROM YOU PERIOD