Hey everyone, this is my first fan fiction.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice, of course.
Silence.
Fifteen year old Mikan shifted about uneasily. She was sitting under the Sakura tree, hugging her knees as the gentle wind blew, caressing her loose auburn hair and stirring leaves next to her.
No, wait, she was sitting under his Sakura tree.
Five years had passed since she entered the Academy, and she had blossomed into a beautiful girl who earned herself a fan club, just like Natsume and Ruka. She was now a three-star student who had learnt how to control her Nullification Alice pretty well. Still, the loving and bright personality was present in Mikan, and so was the klutz in her.
She glanced at the dormitories where the Elementary students resided, everything was dark. Even the light which usually shone from Hotaru's three-star bedroom was absent.
Good, she's resting now, after nights of tinkering with her inventions.
Mikan sighed; she knew Hotaru was upset with her for staying up late at night. Nothing good came out of that. It was a cycle: waking up late, being late for class, getting shot by Hotaru's Baka Gun, falling asleep during Jinno-sensei's lessons and detentions. This was wrong; she was supposed to do the exact opposite of what she was doing now. She was not progressing.
Not progressing at all.
But still, she told herself that she would wait, and so it was.
Flashback.
"Oi, Polka, get some sleep tonight."
"I'm fine! And my name is MIKAN."
"Panda-eyes."
"I do not have Pan-"
"You look uglier with Panda-eyes, Panda-eyes"
"NATSUMMME!"
End of Flashback.A cough.
Mikan sat up straight and scanned her surroundings. A familiar figure emerged from the darkness, limping and grumbling about the pain. She shot up to her feet and placed his arm around her shoulder as they headed towards the dormitories.
She made him lay on his bed before dashing to the medicinal cabinet in his toilet. She was all too familiar with the procedure.
Clasping the first-aid kit in her hand, she sat next to him and slowly unbuttoned his bloody shirt. She winced when she saw the bruises, multiple cuts and a deep gash that was bleeding badly. She spoke as her hands moved about, applying medication and bandaging the wounds. The Black Cat still had his mask on, so Mikan could not tell if he was listening, but his breathing grew calmer and quieter.
"Ne, Natsume, I can't bear to watch a good friend like you suffer like that. It's hard. I wish I could do something about it. But of course, I know a silly baka like me can't do much to help you with your missions and all, so this is the least I can do for you. Take care of yourself alright; know that I'll help you with your wounds and everything."
Mikan flashed a goofy grin.
"And I know that your missions benefit our Academy and you rescue some of the little ones who had been captured by the AAO, so for that, thank you Natsume."
Mikan returned the first-aid kit to the cabinet and sat on the bed next to Natsume. She gently removed the mask and saw his eyelids closed. She brushed his bangs to the side of his forehead and got up to leave, placing the mask on the nightstand.
"Alright then, I'm going now, goodnight!" Mikan chirped as she turned towards the door.
A hand grabbed her wrist.
The hand yanked her down.
The right side of Mikan's face was barely inches away from Natsume's face.
Mikan squeaked.
"Thanks."
Chapter 2 should be up late next week or early next next week.
My exams start next week -.-
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