Chapter Four
Mikan stared at the parcel before her.
She and Hotaru had decided open it separately before screaming to each other about it.
Her Grandfather and her were on bad terms.
Their fight carried on before they were both crying. Crying about not knowing anything about each other. As if they were strangers. Mikan played with her sleeves as she stared at the parcel.
"I deserve this. I deserve this don't I?" She mumbled tilting her head.
"I do." Taking the parcel up to her room she sat on her table and opened it carefully. Taking a peek inside she gasped before ripping it apart.
Several leaflets and handbooks were in the box.
Her hand flew to her mouse and immediately clicked the 'Video Call'. It being immediately answered she grinned.
"IT HAS-"
"I know…" Hotaru said with a smile on her face, "I got it too." She said quite happily making Mikan smile back.
"So when are w-"
"What did Grandpa say." Hotaru interrupted with a knowing look. Mikan twiddled with her fingers biting her lip.
"U-Uhm-"
"I'm coming over." Mikan's eyes widened and shot up as Hotaru hung up.
Should I let it happen?
Should I do something?
Should I tell Jii-chan?
Should I...
"I should shut up." She concluded looking back down at the parcel. Opening the leaflets, she skim read over it with a groan. "I know all of this...I've stalked their website and details for the last five years…"
Hearing the doorbell ring she sat by the stairs peeking out only to just see the living room. She watched as Grandpa opened the door revealing Hotaru wearing black shorts and a huge black hoodie along with some uggs.
Yet some how she still looked like she meant business.
Mikan narrowed her eyes as they sat on opposite couches. Hotaru nodded at him whilst he nodded back.
"Mr. Sakura...I'm going to also be going to Young Artists' Alice Academy."
"Really? Mikan - nor yourself till now told me that." Mikan's eyes narrowed further frowning at Hotaru occasionally.
"Yes. So I can assure you, I'll be keeping her company. On holidays we're allowed to come see you and you can attend showcases and events. You can always video chat her time to time." His eyes widened and nodded.
"That's great - I thought she'd be closed off from me away in a new environment!" He exclaimed with a chuckle. "Right I'll have a chat with her. Just let me call her down."
"Interesting, Hotaru Imai." She muttered as he called her name. Starting to pat her feet on the staircase before continuing to seem like she was upstairs the entire time, she walked out into the living room.
"Oh hey Hotaru - what's up Jii-chan?" Mikan asked tilting her head innocently. He sighed and looked up at her warily.
"Please don't get into too much trouble when you're there Mikan…"
"Huh?! ARE YOU SURE LIKE ONCE YOU'VE SAID YES, THERE'S NO GOING BACK, I WILL BE SO-"
"Yes Mikan, I'm letting you go." She didn't even have to look at Hotaru to see the smirk on her face. Diving in to hug him with a huge smile on her face.
"You're very welcome Mikan." Hotaru muttered lying back in the couch.
