I changed this story to Romance/Drama! Not general anymore. But if you guys have any other category that you think would fit better, please tell me! Well…here's chapter 12!
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It had already been four days after Mikan's mini-concert. No one knew that she had left for America except Hotaru.
But, some people knew that she missing.
For instance, Ruka.
"I wonder where Sakura is…she hasn't come to class today…" He said, after their classes were over. He was walking back to their rooms with Hotaru.
Hotaru looked at him with a little bit of shock.
"H-Hey…What's wrong?"
Hotaru looked at the sky. Tears started streaming from her eyes.
"Mikan…she's not coming back…for another ten years…" She said quietly.
"She…she went to America…because...her sickness had gotten worse."
Ruka stared at her.
Hotaru grabbed his hand and they ran to Mikan's room.
She let go of his hand, and opened the door.
The room was empty. The covers had been taken off her bed, and all the clutter was gone. The room was empty. It was just…lonely, dry, and…eerie. Something white caught Hotaru's eyes.
She walked over to the desk and picked up a piece of paper and scanned her eyes over it.
"Will you call Anna, Nonoko, Koko, Natsume and Yumiko, Aoi and Youichi over here? This letter…was addressed to everyone."
Ruka nodded, and ran out the room.
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As soon as everyone was assembled, Hotaru sat on top of Mikan's desk.
Anna, Nonoko, and Koo look worried. Natsume and Yumiko looked bored. Ruka stood next to Hotaru.
Hotaru glared angrily at Natsume and Yumiko.
"Ne, Hotaru…what happened to Mikan-chan?" Anna asked.
"Yeah… she hasn't been coming to class…" Nonoko said, as Koko nodded along with Youichi and Aoi.
Hotaru lifted the paper up and began to read.
Dear Minna-san…
How much did you ever know about me?
I was a girl. I was cold. I was rich, although you probably didn't know that.
That was it, wasn't it?
Hotaru was the only one who knew any others.
I was a multi-Alice user. I had a sickness, which some of you already knew.
Did you know I was a multi-Alice user? I don't think so.
By the time you all read this, I'm in America.
I used some of my Alice too much, and it affected my sickness.
I went to America to have a doctor who knew how to cure it help me.
So…that concert yesterday…was a goodbye.
I'm not going to be able to sing for a while.
Do and would any of you care?
Haha…I feel so stupid…
But…thanks to everyone…who dealt with my cold and stubbornness…
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I've hidden letters for you all around my room. Can you find them?
…
Well…bye.
-Mikan Sakura.
Hotaru looked up at them. They all stared back in surprise. Yumiko was still looking bored, though Natsume was trying to hide his sadness.
"Look for your letters tomorrow. I'm locking up her room for today."
"She gave you her keys?" Ruka asked, as Hotaru nodded.
"O-Onee-chan…" Aoi sniffled, as Youichi looked away.
"…Hyuuga, I want you to have this." Hotaru said coldly.
She opened a drawer and took out Mikan's diary, and threw it at him.
"She originally wanted to leave it here, but you should read it. When you're ALONE in your room."
She glared at Yumiko.
"I don't want some bitch that pretty much shattered everything she had nosing around in something I PERSONALLY gave to Hyuuga."
Yumiko glared back.
"Fine, you gothic bitch. But it's her own fault for being so vulnerable and weak. She's just stupid, for thinking she could trust him so much."
Hotaru jumped off of the desk. She slowly and calmly walked over to her, and pushed Natsume aside. She raised her hand in the air, and slapped her, with everything she had.
There was sort of a bluish-purple-red colored mark left on Yumiko's cheek.
Hotaru held her hand as she continued.
"Stupid for trusting him so much? I can't believe Hyuuga actually chose someone as idiotic and jealous as you…"
She paused.
"Actually, I'm speechless. I really don't know what to say. Does you cheek hurt? Does it? Mikan's felt worse, though I doubt you'll feel any sadness for her."
"I can't believe the ever-so-popular Natsume Hyuuga actually made this decision."
Her eyes turned to ice.
"Everyone…get out."
Everyone obeyed. They quickly scrambled out the door.
Ruka stopped halfway and looked at Hotaru. She was sitting on the bed now, tears streaming down her face.
"Mikan…she trusted him…and he…"
She covered her face with her hands.
"I don't know what to say! I want her to be happy because of her childhood…and I know it's not my job to choose who Hyuuga likes, but…to choose her…and…I thought…that he…liked Mikan back…"
She cried and cried and cried. She felt all sorts of emotions. She felt embarrassed, crying in front of Ruka, but she couldn't help it.
Ruka also felt sort of terrible. He had never really seen the Ice Princess cry…TWICE, at least. And this time, she wasn't just having a couple of tears; she was actually crying her eyes out
He walked over to her slowly, and hugged her. Hotaru's eyes widened.
"Well…you're not the only one," He said quietly.
She felt warm…and peace…something she really hadn't felt…since Mikan left…but something in her heart…
Was it…love?
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It was already 12:30 in the morning. The sky was gray and full of sadness. Snowflakes drifted slowly into the ground, covering it with white.
A dim light shone from Natsume's room.
He was still awake, reading Mikan's diary.
And he felt terrible. He would have rather been shot or something then to read this diary…this was worse than being shot.
He never knew she had lived such a sad life…
The earliest entry was when she was four.
Dear Diary…
Mommy and Daddy are fighting again…what's the AAO? What's an Alice? Mommy seems to hate me…would it have been better if I wasn't born? She says yes…
I feel sort of disappointed…
Because…I wanted…
Someone…to be happy that I was here…
Her handwriting was shaky and small, but she was pretty good at spelling and writing.
But whenshe was four years old…four years old! Her mother had already hated her.
He turned the page.
Dear Diary,
Mommy and Daddy said that they're getting something called 'Divorce'. What is it? A new candy?
I'm gonna go ask Daddy…
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Mommy and Daddy are going to separate…I'm never gonna see Mommy again, and I'm gonna have a new mommy. I should be happy!
But you know Mommy seemed a little sad when they said they wanted a Divorce…
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Natsume paused.
Jeez…
He read through all the other entries, feeling more and more terrible with each one.
Dear Diary,
It's been a while since I've written. I feel stupid using this again. The last time I wrote was in middle school. But…I supposed it feels better when you have something to write out your emotions. I can't really tell Hotaru or Ruka…I just don't feel comfortable. I guess I'll start writing in this old thing again…
But anyways…
I feel like I'm a bad person. I feel jealous from looking at Natsume with the new girl, Yumiko. I'm selfish, aren't I? Natsume never said he liked me back. The kiss…was only to help me get my medicine in. But I guess…I felt some meaning in it.
Dear Diary,
I never expected to write again so soon. But I feel stupid. I can't believe I trusted that fucking bastard. That son of a bitch. I can't believe it! I was so stupid to love him…to have feelings for him! I guess this is what they call a broken heart.
It hurts…
That bastard
I'll never trust anyone…ANYONE ever again.
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As the truth…
He had actually liked her back, too. Until Yumiko came into his life.
But…what did she ever do for him?
Mikan had made him smile, made him really happy, and…brought him out of the darkness. Yumiko…she never really did much but cling to him. He bought so many things for her…though…she seemed to have a lot of money.
A knock on his door was heard, and he opened it, he saw Ruka.
"I want to talk," He said bluntly.
Natsume let him sit down on a chair.
"I hope you know that Yumiko's using you."
"What?"
"Do you know? I just found out she's been taking pictures of you and selling them to people. She's also using you to buy her things she wants."
"Heh. Like Hell Yumiko would do that."
"You want proof? Yumiko sells her pictures every day at 6:00 in the morning behind the academy. Go check yourself."
Ruka got up and started to leave. He turned just as he reached the door.
"Everyone else besides you and Yumiko in Class B is really disappointed in you, Natsume."
And the door clicked softly as Ruka closed it and left.
"…"
Next Day at 6:00…
Natsume woke up early and really pissed. He really didn't get much sleep. Then he remembered what Ruka told him about the pictures.
He quickly brushed his teeth, took a shower and dressed in warm clothes. Gosh, winter seemed to last so long.
He trudged through the thick snow to the back of the academy.
"One thousand rabbits." He head Yumiko's voice.
"Isn't that a bit pricy?" He heard Sumire's voice.
"Take it or leave it. I don't have any copies."
"Tch, fine."
He looked closer and saw it was a picture of himself, sting on a bench, sleeping.
"Oi, Yumiko…" He said, coming out front the bushes.
"Eek!"
"So it was true…"
"N-NO! Natsume-kun!"
"Shut up. I'm breaking up with you." He said bluntly, and walked away, leaving Yumiko and Sumire standing the cold.
Tch…I really WAS stupid for being her boyfriend… He thought.
He realized it all then…all the things Mikan did for him….
As he opened the door to Class B. he found everyone crying.
"?!"
Wind come in from a crack in the window and blew a newspaper onto his face.
"PLANE CRASH"
The headlines blared.
He quickly scanned his eyes over the article.
Wasn't this…the plane…Mikan boarded?!!?!?!
He wanted to tell her his feelings…that he was sorry…
And now…
It was too late…
Done! Bwehehe, I'm so evil…I'll be adding a couple more chapters, so don't worry. You guys probably like hate me now. (Sweatdrop) Well but…I don't wanna give it away! Wait for the next chapter…
And sorry for the late update. KINDA SORTA having writer's block now and then, but school is almost out, so I'll have more time to write and think then. Other chapters might be posted up a little late…GOMEN!