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Mischievous Secret
written by: anime16
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"Are we going to play volleyball today?" Mikan asked Sumire as they were heading towards the gym. Her friend nodded and she smiled. She was good in playing volleyball so she was a little excited. She turned her head a little and noticed the boys in her class heading into a different direction. "Where are the boys going?" She raised an eyebrow while watching them.
"They're heading to the field. Sensei required them to play soccer," Sumire replied.
They entered the gym and head towards the volleyball area. As they began their warm-up, Mikan saw some seniors entering the gym too. And one of them was her favourite senpai, Natsume Hyuuga. She felt her cheeks heat up and turned her back on them. She clasped her cheeks with her hands and chanted in her thoughts, Calm down, calm down.
"Are you alright?" Sumire patted her back. "Your face is so red. Are you coming down with a fever?" She felt her friend's forehead and frowned. "It's not hot. You don't have a fever. But why is your face red?"
Mikan flinched away from her friend and groaned. "It's nothing. I just felt hot because of all the exercise." She walked ahead of her friend and threw a casual glance at the seniors. Then she saw something unexpected, Natsume Hyuuga just took off his shirt. Blood came oozing out of her nose and she clamped it with her hand.
"You got a freaking nosebleed!" Sumire shouted. "What the hell is happening to you?"
"It's nothing." Mikan wiped her nosebleed with her wrist band. "It's just the hotness getting on me."
"It's nothing, you say? You just got a freaking –"
Mikan cut of her friend and said, "I told you it's nothing. Don't mind it."
Mikan sighed and cursed herself for being so vulnerable when it comes to her crimson-eyed crush. "I need to calm down." She turned her back on the seniors and started to shout in her thoughts, don't look at him!
She startled when she heard a long whistled being blown. She looked up and saw her teacher gathering them on the center of the volleyball court.
"We're going to have a friendly match. Divide yourselves into two groups and start to play," Nodacchi-sensei told them.
After a few minutes, they finally sorted themselves out. The first six players of each group went forward, while the others sat down to rest. Mikan was overjoyed to the fact that she's one of the players. At least, it would get her mind out of the gutter.
The game started when the umpire blew the whistle. The game was going well, until...
"Hyuuga, shoot!"
When she heard the seniors chanted her crush name, she couldn't help but look at their directions. There with all his might, Natsume slammed dunk the ball in the basket and landed gracefully on the ground. Mikan was entranced.
"Mikan look – ow!"
Sumire winced as the ball went straight to her friend's head. Mikan wobbled before falling in the floor, knocked out.
"Someone ple –"
"Need help?"
"Yes please." Sumire turned around only to be tongue-tied by the person in front of her.
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Soft, Mikan said in her thoughts. Her eyes fluttered open. It was blurred at first, but she could see a silhouette looming in front of her. She blinked her eyes to properly adjust her vision.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes." She finally opened her eyes but couldn't believe what she was seeing that she blinked it again a couple of times. Thrice. No, a lot of times. But the person in front of her didn't disappear. She hurriedly stood up, banging her head on the person in front of her.
"Ow – that hurts! Why did you suddenly do that?"
"H-H-Hyuuga-san! What are you doing here?"
"You fainted. I carried you here in the infirmary." Natsume looked amused to the girl's flushed face. "We saw you fall down and your P.E. teacher seemed to look at us for help. I volunteered to go."
He carried me...that means he put his hands all over me...She blushed at the thought.
"–hey, are you alright? Hello?"
Mikan went back to reality when she saw Natsume's hands wriggling in front of her face. "I am alright. Thank you for carrying me here." She fidgeted her fingers. "I was really grateful."
"It's nothing." Natsume turned his back on her. "I'm going now since you're alright and all. I need to tell your friends that you're alright."
As he was walking away from her, she surprised him when she suddenly held the edge of his shirt. He steered half of his body and asked, "What is it?"
Her eyes widened and looked up to see him confused. "No, I'm sorry to detain you. I was just going to ask something."
"What is it?"
"Ahh...hmmm...Ahh..." She couldn't find the words to say. She was astonished herself that she suddenly grabbed the end of his shirt. "I was going to ask..."
"Yes?"
"I was going to ask your blood type!" She blurted out.
"You're asking me for my blood type?" Natsume frowned. This girl...I don't know what the fuck she's thinking! He cursed in his thoughts and sighed out loud. "Blood type B."
"Ah, thank you," she laughed nervously, I am an idiot!
"I'll be going now. Get well soon, Sakura-san," he smirked and exited the infirmary.
Mikan flushed, He knows my name!
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It was already night time, Mikan scoffed as she made her way towards the convenience store. She lost the rock-paper-scissors game with her family and was sent towards the store to buy some midnight snacks.
She went inside and smelled the scent of junk foods and chocolates that lifted her mood. She grabbed a basket and headed towards the chocolates section. She clutched two packs of kisses and sent it towards the basket. She also snatched nachos and chips. She heard her phone ring and flipped it open.
"Hello, Mikan Sakura speaking," she said on the phone.
"Are you alright now?"
Sumire's worried voice asked her on the phone and Mikan was touched because of it.
"I'm quite fine now. Just a little light-headed." Mikan smiled and absent-mindedly reach for the pocky on the racks. Her hand touched something warm and she immediately looked for the source of it. It was a hand, a familiar hand. She glanced up only to find Natsume staring at her, wide-eyed.
"Sakura-san?" Natsume uttered. "Why are you here?"
"...Mikan...are you even listening?"
"Call you later," Mikan gasped.
"What –"
Mikan clicked off the phone and put it in her pocket. "Good evening Hyuuga-san." She smiled brightly at him while blushing.
"Good evening," he replied back.
"Hmmm..." Mikan said. She was busy eyeing the attractive Natsume in casual clothes.
"Sakura-san?" Natsume waved a hand in front of her face.
Mikan snapped away from her reverie and smiled sheepishly.
"I'm going now. I'm already done getting what I need."
Mikan nodded and said, "Me too." She grabbed her basket and quickly ran in the counter.
Natsume followed her and lined behind her. Mikan paid for everything she bought and walked away from the counter.
"Sakura-san!"
"Yes?" Mikan looked back at Natsume.
"Wait for me. Let's walk home together. It's already late at night. It's dangerous," he told her.
Mikan nodded and watched him paying the cashier who was obviously entranced by his looks.
When both of them were already done purchasing what they need, they stepped out of the store.
"So which direction is your house?" Natsume asked.
Mikan pointed to the right side of the convenient store.
"That's also the direction of our house," he said. "Let's go."
They walked in silence until Mikan saw a cafe. She looked at it and found a cute-looking cake in a poster on the glass panels of the cafe.
"Wow!" She stopped and eyed the cute cake. "I wanna taste it."
The cake cost 150 yen and she quickly looked for some change in the wallet given to her. It was already empty. She started at Natsume and gave him puppy eyes.
"Hyuuga-san? Can you please buy me a cake?"
"Let's go." Natsume's face looked grim.
She held his arms and pleaded, "Please Hyuuga-san! I'm begging you!"
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"It's delicious. Thanks Hyuuga-san!" Mikan smiled as she ate the cake happily. They were inside the cafe now. He bought the cake she wanted and he ordered coffee for himself.
"Are you sure you're alright with just coffee?" she asked doubtfully, eyeing the black coffee he was drinking. He's so cool, she said in her thoughts dreamingly.
"Yes," he answered.
"You have to taste the cake, it's really delicious!" She said, stuffing more cake in her mouth.
"Yeah, you looked like you really enjoyed eating it." He smirked. "It makes me want to eat a little."
"Wait, I'll get you a spoon. We'll share," she uttered and was about to stood up.
"No, this is alright." He grabbed her hand, take a spoonful of cake from the plate, and put the spoon in his mouth.
"It's so sweet!" he grumbled, wiping the icing left in the side of his mouth.
Mikan, on the other hand, was hyperventilating. He held her hand. He bought cake for her. He ate cake in the same spoon as her. She flushed a fiery red. Is this what they called indirect kiss?
"Are you alright?" Natsume asked her. "You're red."
"I am not!" She quickly stood up and grabbed her snacks. "Let's go."
"Ah, ok!" Natsume followed her. "You're not going to finish the cake?"
"No, I'm already full," Mikan answered. "Let's just go." Mikan walked ahead. I'm going to faint if I stayed near you for so long.
After a few minutes, they safely reached Mikan's house.
"This is my house," Mikan announced. "Thanks for walking me home Hyuuga-san."
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On their night strolling, they found a cafe.
Misa looked at the cake displayed on the posters.
"I want to eat that," Misa told Natsu.
"I'll buy you one."
Misa was happy and they sat down. She ordered the cake.
He ordered a black coffee.
"Do you want to taste it?" Misa asked.
"Yes," he smirked and leaned down to kiss her.
"It's too sweet," He said after he lifted his lips from hers.
"Mikan! I might faint," Sumire said. "This is too sweet."
We just had an indirect kiss...Mikan smirked, but it's not wrong to dream, right?"
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anime16: I finally updated this one. Thanks for reading and drop some reviews and comments.