I'm back:) Sorry it took me so long but I ran out of inspiration I guess. I'll try not to slack off this time.
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Mikan's POV
"YOU THIEF! GIVE ME BACK MY NOTEBOOK! Or I'll…I'll.." What could I say to him to make him give back the notebook. My mind was blank. Darn my smallish brain!
He picked up the pan from the floor. I was afraid he was going to hit me with it. So I covered my face. Duh. He forcefully removed my hands from my face. Forcing me to look into his eyes…those eyes…
His face slowly neared mine. I couldn't do anything about it since he was gripping my hands so tightly. His face was only an inch away from mine. I tried my best not to blush at the close contact but failed miserably. "You'll what? I doubt you can do anything that can make scared enough to give you the notebook." He whispered at me with pure acid in his voice. His grip on my hand grew tighter and tighter. I tried not to make him see he was causing me pain. If I did I would only look more of a loser than I already did. I tried to break away from his hold but I was wrong to do that because the more I struggled the more he tightened his hand.
"Let me go. Let me go. Let me go. Let me go. Let me go. Let me go!" It seriously hurting. The fact that I was already in a dizzy state added to the pain. The guy was probably more stupid than I thought because he kept tightening every time I told him to let go. "ARE YOU DEAF OR SOMETHING? LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" My eyes didn't leave his for even a second. I felt as red as his eyes. My eyes stung…it took a while before I realized it was my tears that was stinging my eyes. His hold on my hands was gone but the pain didn't leave with it. He had a shattered look on his face now. He was backing away from me…like I was the one who caused him pain. I'm so confused right now.
Natsume's POV
I made a girl cry. Well that was normal since I reject their declarations of love for me regularly. But she was cry because I inflicted PYSICAL pain on her. If she was smart enough she could just tell me her name and I would know if the notebook was hers or not. I placed the pan on the sink and ran water on the hand I held hers with. I washed my hands wishing it would wash away the pain I did to her. I took a knife in my hand to start cooking the dinner we would be eating since I doubt her wrists would be okay after the force I put on it. I was still standing there knife in hand thinking of what dish to make when someone grabbed my hand which had the knife in it.
SWISH
My hand swung and I saw something red on the blade. BLOOD. I was afraid I cut her that I didn't have the guts to turn around. I dropped the knife on the floor and she screamed. "OH NO! I'M SO SORRY!" She screamed. Why was she sorry I was the one who hurt her? She left my side for a moment. When she came back I felt a handkerchief on my jaw. She was dabbing the handkerchief on MY face. I WAS THE ONE WHO WAS BLEEDING. I reached for the hand that was on my face. She pressed on the cut and I involuntarily winced at the pain. "Gomenasai." She said lightly wiping the blood of my face. "Whatever." I shrugged since the pain was subsiding quickly. "I thought you were going to cut yourself when you took that knife in your hand. So I tried to stop you…but…well…" She said as she tried to explain herself. I removed her hand from my face and started cooking. "I'm really sorry." She said again only now it sounded like she was crying again. I didn't know what to do again. So I just made dinner. She set the table. I guess we were ok…for now until she fights for the notebook again.
Ruka's POV
I sat uncomfortably in my seat as we ate dinner. Hotaru and I saw what happened in the kitchen as the "prepared dinner". I wanted to stop them from getting hurt by each other but Hotaru wouldn't let me. So I was forced to watch the entire thing. The atmosphere in the dining room seemed to get more intense by the minute. No one (except Hotaru) could enjoy the gourmet dinner made by Natsume. Mikan was poking at her food but none of it reached her mouth. Natsume was eating but looked as if he was being forced to eat it and I was so disturbed by what happened to eat. By the looks of it I would be washing the dishes tonight considering the fact that neither of them would make it through dessert.
I felt someone poking my shoulder so I brushed it away. Someone poked me again this time harder. "Ruka" I heard someone say my name ever so gently. "Yeah?" I looked to see my girlfriend mouthing the word "Eat". I wasn't stupid enough to argue with her so I ate surprised how amazing the food tasted once it landed my tongue. But I still didn't want to do the dishes tonight.
Mikan's POV
I was too sick to finish the entire meal so I asked to leave after the third course. The sushi looked good but I don't think I could eat anything raw right now. "Hotaru, I really have to go before I throw up all over your floor." I felt so dizzy...so light...so confused.
On my way home I stopped by the supermarket for chocolate covered strawberries and a couple bottles of champagne. Why champagne? Well it's because I hate the taste of canned beer or any other alcohol except champagne. When I got home my head and wrists hurt like hell. "Why did Hotaru make me wear a hot outfit?" I said to the champagne bottle in my hand. I kept drinking until everything went numb. "I didn't even get my notebook back..." I pouted. Then a realization struck me. "I COULD JUST HAVE TOLD HIM MY NAME AND HE WOULD KNOW IT WAS MINE!" I opened my third bottle and chugged it down without much thought. "Ah." Then everything went black.
BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...
CLICK
Ugh. This is Mikan. Who is it?
Why aren't you here?
There where?
At school. Where else?
Oh Hotaru, Um...I think I drank myself to sleep last night so I overslept.. I think. Hmm...
Well get yourself together and ATTENED your afternoon class. Oh and we are going out tonight I'll fill you in after classes.
CLICK
"Going out again. Hmm... Well I better get to school before she sues me again." I grabbed my towel and headed for the bathroom.
Ruka's POV
Last night didn't work out. I think Natsume was offended by Mikan for not eating the food he prepared. Mikan looked uneasy last night too. "Sigh. I don't think this will work out." I told Hotaru. "Well I KNOW it will. I know them better than they know themselves especially Mikan." She said sipping her juice box. "Oh and how did you get Natsume to go to dinner with Mikan after what happened yesterday?" There was no way my best friend would go to a date with Mikan after the disaster last night. "That was easy. I took the notebook from him and told him I wouldn't give it back unless he went out with Mikan." She said with such ease. "If you already have the notebook why did you make them meet each other again? Didn't you see what happened the last time?" I asked my freaky girl friend. She looked at me like I was the one who was crazy. Then she looked away. "Let me ask you this Nogi. When was the last time you saw Mikan cry?" There was a softness in her voice. I just nodded with understanding. So that was why she did it...
Mikan's POV
I met with Hotaru after class like she said. She told me to go to 'Vines' and a car would pick me up at 6:30 at my place. Vines was a 5 star restaurant and why a car? Well I knew one thing for sure I needed a slamming dress tonight. Why? Well..because Hotaru told me so.
I was searching thru the piles of evening dresses and gowns in my closet and I couldn't find the perfect dress. "Why do I have to do this! Oh because Hotaru will sue me if I don't."
Then I was it. It was a cream cocktail dress. Almost white in fact. It was simple a ribbon at the back a few frills at the bottom and a deep v neck. It was simple and sexy. I wore may hair in a loose bun and wore pink diamond stud earrings. The shoes I chose were simplicity itself a bronze high heels with white small flowers in the front. I looked in the mirror and blushed. I looked good. I smiled at my reflection.
DING DONG
DING DONG
Well that's the car. I took my hand bag and left. I felt like a princess.
Natsume's POV
It's already 7:30 why isn't she here yet? Hotaru really is evil. I chose a private room in the restaurant because of fan hazards. I already chose the wine it was really good.
"Tsk." Why isn't that crazy girl here yet. After a few minutes I heard the door open and I also heard her gasp. "Sit down and don't say a word." I ordered her without looking away at the cup in my hands. She was still standing at the door. I stood up and looked at her. I realized looking at her was a mistake. She looked so... so... how could I describe her? She gasped again when she met my eyes. Her hazel eyes were filled with innocence and confusion. "I won't hurt you." I said barely in a whisper. "I know." She sat down in front of me and she squirmed at the sight of the wine. "What?" What was wrong now? Is she choosey or something. "Nothing." She poured herself a cup and drank it down quickly. She looked as if she was forcing it down. I wanted to tell her she didn't need to drink it if she didn't want to but I was already speaking more than usual. "Hey" She said in a whisper. I arched an eyebrow. "I don't even know your name." She looked at me smiling. I was about to smile myself which was not something I did. "Hyuuga Natsume, You really don't know me?" It was unlike me to be concerned with other people's opinions on me but it was something that bothered me when she said it. "Hyuuga-san, I'm sorry but I really know nothing about you." The way she said it was so pure. How is she able to do that and be an klutz? "I'm Sakura Mikan." She said in a clear voice. Maybe too clear. "Sakura." I repeated like an idiot. She really did own the notebook. "Now that you know my name I think that's enough to prove that the notebook is mine." She said in a matter-of-fact tone. I cleared my throat. "Well yes, but its no longer with me you see." I said in a strained voice. Her eyes bulged like they were going to pop out at any second. She opened her mouth to says something but the food arrived before she had the chance. The waiter set the meal in front of us and she excused herself. "I have to umm...go. I'm sorry for leaving again Hyuuga-san." She left with tears in her voice. She didn't face me again. The door shut behind her. "Hotaru Imai I shouldn't have allowed you to get that notebook." I said with anger. I left the restaurant and went to my car.
While I was driving I saw someone barefoot holding her shoes in her hand and a bottle of champagne in another walking down the sidewalk. Obviously drunk. What a mad woman I thought. After passing that person it hit me. THAT WAS MIKAN.
What do you think guys? I'm soooo... sorry for updating so late. I forgot that I started it. Well R&R flames are welcome. ;) And to those who already reviewed it thank you
I was nowhere
You were always there
And that was the reason that kept us together
And also brought us apart.
-Xiao Wawa