Wow! its probably been like 2 years since i last updated this. Well here goes, hope i still got it!

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Chapter 4: Her Broken Heart

"Good Morning", said Mikan to some of her employees as she passed them by.

"Hey Mikan!", said Koko as he ushered Natsume to go ahead. "I'll catch up with you"

"So you and your boyfriend must have done a lot of 'stuff' last night" (He says this because Mikan looks like she went to sleep really late)

"What are you talking about?"

Koko scoffed, "Why deny it? We've pulled all-nighters at work before. I can tell by the way you look"

Mikan rolled her eyes, "I didn't even get to see his face, so lay off!"

She ignored him and continued walking off.

Koko grabbed her arm, "Wait! You stayed out all night but didn't meet your boyfriend?"

They were side by side again.

"What is he cheating on you or something?"

Mikan sighed and bit her lip. "God, Don't try to jinx me!"

With that, she turned to the stairs and started going down.

"What I tell you last time? That man has something to hide", said Natsume, who was at the bottom of the stairs.

Koko gave her this 'Uh-oh' look and patted her shoulder before joining Natsume.

She took a deep breath. "You two like rubbing salt in my wounds, huh?"

.:At a Restaurant:.

"He said he would be there soon so you should just order yourself something nice to eat", said Sawada on the other line.

Mikan smiled, "Okay!" before ending the call and placing her phone on the table.

"I'm not his assistant. I'm a slave", said Mikan while taking a bunch of papers out of their envelope. "He could have given me this work earlier"

"Excuse me", said a waitress while placing a glass of water in front of Mikan.

She said, "Thank you" before proceeding to drink.

As she looked up she spotted something or rather someone, that was about to make her heart break into a million pieces. An act that was about to make her cry out for days and nights.

"I only regret one thing from my past two, failed relationships. Why couldn't i have acted with more intelligence? with style and grace! That's what i'll do."

She took her coat of and proceeded to a particular table.

"How could you do this to me?". She was pushing him, more like shoving actually. "You Bastard!"

She was now slapping his chest. "Tell me, you jerk! How could you do this?"

The waitress from before was now rushing to the scene. ""Ma'am"

Mikan was about to aim for the girl but she ran behind him. Ruka grabbed her wrists and stared her down. "Don't touch her!"

"What?!"

Suddenly the girl spoke, "Honey, who is this lady?". She was scared.

"Ma'am. Please, you cannot do this here. Can you please discuss this outside?", interrupted the waitress.

Mikan took a deep breath and placed her hand on her forehead. "Ruka, you can't do this to me. Let's go home, okay?". She was pulling on his arm now, "Come on let's just go"

Despite the hopeful look Mikan was giving, Ruka angrily shrugged her hand off. "Why do you always act like this? Can't you give me some space?"

His eyes still glaring. Mikan was utterly shocked, "What?"

"You're the one who made me this way, you know? Don't call me anymore."

With that, he took the other girls hand and pulled her away. "Let's go."

Even the waitress left Mikan to apologize to other customers and to leave her to process that she was now dumped, in the most humiliating way with an audience.

She dragged her feet back to her own table and dropped herself on the chair. Ready-ing for the upcoming sob feast, when in walks Natsume.

"Hi"

.:At a Bar:.

"Why have i been dumped three times now?", said Mikan.

"Because you don't know the rules", replied Natsume blatantly.

Shaking her head, "Rules?"

"The rules of the game"

"Haha, Love isn't like World of Warcraft, you know."

"Yes, it is. Its actually a game that requires more precision and planning." He looked at her. "A game of power. Manipulations of motions to control the mind. That's the game."

He continued, "Well it is a game. It is game where the one who displays affections first, gives up total control and.. well, its like a dog in a collar"

Mikan sighed and sipped her drink.

"In relationships, you're the one that calls first and he's the one that hangs up first, right?", Natsume asked.

Mikan nodded. "Right"

"And when your together, you always pay and you always give him gifts on anniversaries and stuff, only you"

"Right". Mikan smiled, "How did you know that?"

"I know this because it is the consequence of dating without self respect, Ms. Sakura. That's how i know"

Natsume took a sip of his drink before continuing,""So take my advice, and this is sincere so listen to it, If you continue on acting like this, being so.. umm.. Pathetic, you will always be treated like trash by men and you'll grow old. All by yourself"

She stood up, "Apologize!"

He turned and faced her, "What would i be apologizing for? I've never apologized for anything in my life"

"What's wrong with admitting that i love him? What's wrong with calling him or visiting him because i'm worried?"

Natsume just casually sipped his drink.

"What's wrong with wanting to do everything for him? What? I'll be treated like trash all my life? Screw you! I could have a line of guys begging for me if i wanted. I could but i don't, you know why?"

"What, you can? Then, make me beg for you. If you succeed, i'll apologize on my knees"

Mikan grabbed her things and left the bar and Natsume just watched her.

"A woman who was just dumped needs a shoulder to cry on, not a critic. 'Its not your fault, He just wasn't the right guy for you'. A friend who can say this."

"Have you been drinking", asked Mikan's dad as he was flipping through what looked like an old photo album.

"Just one bottle of beer."

"One bottle? Are you sure not one case? Why are your eyes so swollen?"

Mikan giggled. "Dad, most of my friends are all scared of their fathers, but why do i feel like we're friends?"

"Maybe because we're both getting old together"

Mikan scoffed and her dad just laughed.

"What are you looking at?"

"Something your mother gave me, exactly 34 years ago."

"Mom? My mom?"

"Why? Hard to believe? I can't believe it either. Haha"

Just then, Mikan's mom walked in and her dad quickly hid the album.

"Adults should set an example for their children. Throwing trash everywhere, the whole town is like a trash can."

Mikan was about to sneak behind her mother when she looked up. "When did you arrive?"

"Just a few minutes ago."

"What happened to your face? Have you been drinking again?"

"No, What do you mean?", said Mikan in disbelief and just smiled.

"Dad.. about the.. umm.."

Her mother hit her back, hard. "What's gotten into you?"

Thank You For Reading.

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