"Hey, Miko! MIKO!! MIKO!! Let's play!" Koko's voice, unbelievably bubbly, thundered in my right ear. I clutched my ear reflexively. I was about to retort the way I was used to when I remembered. Calm down, Mikan. You're supposed to be a guy here. Pretend.

"What are you? A kid?"I shouted back, pissed that my eardrum burst. "You burst my right eardrum, Koko! What the heck!" I didn't expect the next. His face was buried in his arms and, I foolishly thought, was in tears.

"Hey." I shook him gently then his smile, more like a smirk now, came back. "Gotcha! Ha! I'm such a good actor, ain't I?"I glared at him full force and it managed to shut him up. I crossed my arms on my flat chest and pretended I was angry. I guess I couldn't get myself to get angry with this KID.

"It's not funny." He was pouting again.

"Sorry?"

"Is that a question?"

"Err… no sir!"

"Good." I smirked triumphantly on what I knew was only a temporary victory. He sat comfortably on the carpeted floor as he once again asked, with matching puppy eyes, the recently awarded 'Most Annoying Question of the Millennium'.

"Miko, could I please ask you to play with me?" I gulped. This guy is too good for his own good. I frowned as I realized I was giving in. And he knew. He bolted for his Wii and came back in lightning speed.

"Yey! Come on!!" he laughed so hard that he choke.

"Pfft… Hahah! Look at you, Koko!" I laughed heartily then he stopped laughing. There was this look in his eyes I couldn't understand. I'm not good at this. He seemed to have broken from his trance then shifted immediately towards the equipment.

"Come on, let's play." I heard him mutter softly. Strange, I thought. He was usually so loud when it comes to games. I shrugged it off. Maybe he remembered something or anything along those lines. I removed myself from the couch and sat beside Koko on the floor. What's with the atmosphere? It's… awkward. It's getting uncomfortable so I decided I should get rid of this atmosphere.

"Hey Koko, where are the others?" His face glowed blue as the screen flashed his drifting car. (We were playing racing.) He didn't answer so I thought he was too absorbed in the game. "Koko? Hello! Back to earth!" I waved my hand in front of his face but still he didn't budge. Finally, after several minutes of trying to get him back to reality, I got something near to an answer.

"Ah! Miko! What?" his eyes widened as he realized my hand was waving in front of his very own eyes.

"Koko, do you realize that I've been talking to you for the past minutes?"He blinked innocently and I knew he didn't. What the heck. I rolled my eyes and asked him again, now with him listening.

"Koko, where are the others?" he shrugged his shoulders. He looked at me again, the look back.

"I dunno. I think they went to buy groceries." The look in his eyes faded. He scratched his head as he stuck out his tongue. "They said I ate it all. So… they bought again." I nodded comprehensively, thinking about what that look really meant. I guess I was too absorbed in my thinking that I didn't notice him stand and make his way to the door.

"Hey! Where're you going?" I shouted so that he'll hear me from the noisy screeches of the speakers. He turned around and smiled his boyish grin and made me remember he's one of those hot guys. Ah… I'm still a girl after all.

"I heard the doorbell ring so I'm just going to get it. Okay?" I nodded. I'll have more time to ponder about it then. He was gone for a good few minutes, long enough to make me give up. I knew it was the others from the voices from the kitchen; the gruff, gentle and monotone. I stopped the game, planning to enter the kitchen too. When I got there, they didn't notice me.

"Don't you think he's weird?" Koko asked leaning on the counter behind him while munching some newly bought chips. Is he talking about me? I inched forward, hoping to hear their conversation clearer.

"In what way? I think everyone's weird in a way or another. Like you, too childish for your age." Ruka's kind voice answered him. He was holding the pitcher as he drank a glass of apple juice. The pitcher clanked as Ruka put it down.

"Oh well… I can't explain it in words. It's just that… he seems to be hiding something or… something like that. He emits a mysterious aura to me. Ugh… I hate this." He clutched his presumably aching head. He got a handful of the chips and gulped them all down as if they're water. I guess that's his way of showing anxiety; eating everything within reach. Scary, right?

"I can somehow relate to you now, Koko. I noticed that he is… he has a connection to my father more than that of a boss to an inferior. I thought it was strange but I let it off for now." Taiki answered from behind the refrigerator's door. He was probably looking for something in it. Now, it was only Natsume who haven't spoken yet. I looked at him expecting him to talk next. I guess I was wrong. It was Koko who spoke next.

"Anyway, thanks for telling me what you think. Maybe I should just let it slip now." He drank a glass of apple juice and wiped the juice left on his lips. Gaah! I'm still a girl. They were quiet after that so I thought I could get in now.

"Koko!" He jumped out of fright, knocking the glass of the table. Good thing there was something soft there. I frowned convincingly.

"S… since when did you get here?" he stuttered. Hmm… scared that I might have heard their conversation? Oh well, I did.

"Just now. Why are you asking? Did I miss something?" I got myself a glass and poured some juice in it, shoving Koko aside. He scratched his head, probably thinking what to say next.

"Err… nothing important. Why did you get down here, anyway?" he glanced at the open window as a breeze came in. I looked at the others who were doing their stuff: Ruka and Natsume were talking about something in hushed voices while Taiki was searching for something in the newspaper.

"It took you so long to get the door so I was just curious why you're so late." I got the chips Koko was eating and found that it was empty. I threw it in the trash bin and leaned on the table.

"Hey, Miko." Ruka called out as Natsume went out of the room, his cell phone pressed against his left ear. I looked at him to say 'I'm listening.' "Are you having trouble with your life in the dorm? Based on your actions, I could tell you're not used to having other people living in the same house as you." Oh, that. Is it really obvious?

"I'm not having any trouble at all. But it is true that I'm not used to having 'housemates'. You see, I lived alone before I entered the group." I looked at my wrist watch and it read 3:28 pm. I headed for the door and waved them goodbye.

"I'm having a nap." I told them. I went up the stairs and dialed a certain number. It rang two times before the owner answered it.

"Hello?"

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Author's note

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I forgot to put a disclaimer in the first chapter so here it is: I solemnly swear that I don't own Gakuen Alice. Okay, that disclaimer serves for the whole fic because I hate repeating myself.

Then, I would like to thank the following for reviewing my first chapter: natsu''ruka; AlicetheAsian; Chiaki Harukaze; moonacre99; jazziscool; reebecca13; angel5411 and HanatsukiHime. Thank you veeeeery much! Tell me if I misspelled your name.

And there were already two suggestions for the name of the band that I somehow liked: SaIko and Ivory League. Hmm… if you like any of the two then tell me through a review but if you don't then how about YOU suggest one.

Tell me if I have mistakes, okay?

Okay, that's all for now, thanks for reading and please review! Oh, and last thing, who do you think did Mikan call? =) tell me what you think.