Pixie Wings and
Other Things

Mikan is a young fairy princess, but is also the joke of her whole kingdom. Having Pixie Wings as a teenage fairy is not a good thing to most, but Mikan loves her wings very much! Then Mikan meets some people who don't really care about her wing status... A group of teenage wizards! So now Mikan has friends to hang around with, but Natsume, the moody prince, doesn't seem all too thrilled to have her with them... NXM

Me: I disclaim to owning all rights to Gakuen Alice because I am purely not Tachibana Higuchi! If I was, well... I'd be the fabulous creator of Gakuen Alice! But... I'm not! So, c'est la vie, thats how its gonna be!

So, if I do any stupid mistakes what-so-ever, like typo errors, then don't hesitate to point it out, okay? I'm a useless editor, its a well known fact! Read any one of my stories and there will be so may typo errors an editor would faint at the sight of them all! Anyways, if I have any typo errors, you tell me. I won't bite your head off. Haha!~

Chapter Two: ... In a Far Away Land...

The status of wings in the realm of the faeries is very important, but in the realm of the Wizards, wings are not at all important. Wizards and Faeries live seperate lives, and rarely do they mingle with each other. In this story, one young fairy with the lowest status of wings decides to break all the rules of her fairy kingdom, and she becomes one with the Wizarding Kingdom...

"So, are you a flower fairy?" asked Tsubasa, the tall and grinning boy of the group. He was the tallest by far, even when sitting down in the grassy meadow as Mikan pulled up the flowers around her, and twined them all into a wreath that she could put on her head,

"No, I'm not a flower fairy. I'm one of the normal faeries!" cried out Mikan, setting the different coloured, different smelling wreath upon her head as Misaki stared at her with wonder filled eyes,

"But flower faeries also have Pixie Wings, right? We would have thought you were one, because you enjoy flowers and such. Not many normal faeries act the way you do," she replied as Mikan nodded, then started to make another head wreath for Misaki, who watched in amazement.

"My mom's the same as I am, but my grandfather, from my fathers side, is very different to us. We just have a passion for flowers. Knowing my history, someone from my mothers side probably eloped with a flower fairy, and that was how we came to love the flowers!" smiled Mikan happily, looping tiger lilies and fallen cherry blossoms with the golden brown leaves of the tree's. Natsume, who wasn't paying much attention to the new group member, rolled his eyes.

"Flowers this, flowers that... it is so annoying. Why don't you just go back to your own kingdom and hang around with the flower faeries if you find the flowers so interesting? Just pick some of these and go." muttered the moody prince as Ruka stared at him, then back at Mikan, who simply smiled.

"But I can't be around the flower fairies. They are very specific with who they fly around with, actually. Flower Faeries do not like Pixie-Winged, dust brained faeries like me! Even though I have the same passion for flowers, they will not converse with me. It's complicated, but they pretty much only talk to the Golden Winged, or Angels." Mikan explained as everyone nodded, interested. Natsume wasn't bothered with this new ounce of knowledge, and Misaki already knew it from her Fairyology studies.

"Whatever, just... do whatever. I'm going home." Natsume snapped, standing up abrubtly. Ruka, Natsume's best friend, quickly stood up, ready to follow him wherever he went, whilst Mikan just stared, then smiled her sweet little smile.

"Okay, then, but just in case we never see each other again, I want you to have this." Mikan told him, and she flew towards him, holding her hands out as he raised an eyebrow, wondering what it was that she was giving him. When her hands opened, Natsume saw that she was holding a rose bud. It hadn't even bloomed yet, which wasn't very appealing.

"What the...?" he said, staring up at her coldly as she beamed, then pushed the crimson bud into his hands,

"It's a rose bud from my kingdom! Let it bloom, okay? Because once it has bloomed, it will become the most beautiful rose you'll have ever seen! I've given it some special fairy dust so that it will live on until the day you die!" Mikan beamed as Natsume raised his eyebrow,

"You're giving me a useless flower that I could just cast a spell on myself...? How trivial and pathetic of a fairy, I would have expected much more, especially from a princess." he spat as Mikan winced, whilst Misaki and Tsubasa stared at their prince, a little horrified.

"Natsume! You shouldn't say that! She put a lot of thought into her gift... I think." Misaki said, hesitating as she turned to stare at Mikan, who was still smiling politely.

"Don't worry! We all find different things important. I find flowers very important, and if I recieved even the most simple flower as a gift, I would be very happy with what I got, because I love flowers so much! Maybe your prince finds something more interesting," Mikan said, turning to stare at him, tilting her head slightly as Natsume shrugged, stuffing the rose bud into his pocket,

"Whatever. I'm leaving now. Come on, Ruka!" he snapped, and he turned around. Ruka quickly followed, whilst Tsubasa and Misaki hesitated, staring at the fairy princess who Natsume was being so rude to.

"Sorry about that, Mikan, Natsume is just... a little, er... what do you call it?" asked Misaki, turning to her hat-wearing fiancé who had no idea what to say, just like Misaki. He then spouted a few words that came into his head,

"Rude? Rash... Perplexing? Mean? Over-reactive?... Cold-hearted and brain-dead. Ah! Hot-headed!" yelled Tsubasa, grinning as Misaki gasped, nodding with her hands covering her mouth,

"That's the word, Tsubasa! Yes, he is too hot-headed for words. No wonder his main power is fire! So, sorry about the hot-headed prince of the Wizarding Kingdom, Mikan. Thats just the way he is, ever since he was little." Misaki said as Mikan shook her head whilst creating a necklace made of flowers and grass,

"No worries, I'm kind of used to it, but listening to what he has to say... he is far nicer than any fairy I've come across so far. Don't worry about it, I'm not at all offended. Thanks for actually being near me, though." Mikan said as Misaki and Tsubasa smiled,

"Hey, it wasn't a problem! You're a fun kid, Mikan. Some of those blasted faeries should actually take a while to listen to what you have to say, and to look on the inside." Tsubasa grinned as Mikan blushed, nodding,

"I hear you! Anyway, I have to get going. My mom and grandfather will be wondering where I am right about now." she told her new found friends as they nodded. Mikan flitted off, waving to her friends as they waved back. Mikan returned to her realm, and back to the palace where her grandfather was awaiting her...

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Meanwhile, at the palace of the Wizarding Kingdom, Natsume and Ruka entered the throne room, where a raven haired man was sitting on a large red and gold throne, watching the doors intently. Once Natsume entered, however, the sullen man changed...

"My son!~ There you are, my darling son! I thought you were lost! Oh, where did you go!? I missed yoooooooooooooooooou!~" cried the king as Natsume frowned, disgusted at what his father was doing,

"And this is why we never tell him anything!" Natsume hissed to Ruka as Ruka nodded. He already knew Natsume's father well, as he was Natsume's best friend, and also, Natsume's father was best friends with Ruka's father and mother. The King skipped towards his son, tears evident in his eyes,

"Hi, dad," Natsume muttered darkly as his father stared at him, then beamed,

"So you're all right? Where did you go, then? I was worried. You know, you should always tell daddy where you're going, or I could get the wrong idea and think that you've been kidnapped or ran away! But why you would want to run away is beyond me,~" laughed the king as Natsume glared at him,

"There are a few reasons why I would want to run away... I went outstide with Ruka. What, can't I have my own freedom? I'm almost seventeen years old, I can look after myself!" snapped Natsume coldly as his father sighed, nodding.

"Oh I know, I know... but Natsume, you are a prince, and so many peope are willing to go to great lengths to hurt or even sell you, so it is important that you tell the guards or myself where you are going off to, just so that we can keep regular checks on you," said his father as Natsume rolled his eyes, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Whatever... I can just blow them up with one of my spells. Remember, I'm the best spell caster and alchemist around the whole of the Wizarding realm. There won't be a person who can master my skills unless someone finds out how to," Natsume muttered as his father gasped, realising that Natsume was right.

"Oh, yes! You are correct, my son! Maybe we should call the Wizarding Book of Records to get you in there, so that no criminal dares to even think about taking you hostage..." the king said, getting a phone. Natsume kicked it out of his hand,

"I don't need anymore publicity than I already have, father! Eurgh, I'm going to my room..." he muttered, but before he could, Natsume was rolled over by a raven haired girl a few years younger than he was, and he fell to the ground as Ruka and the King tried not to laugh,

"Natsume! You're back! Where did you go!" cried the girl, who was also the princess and Natsume's younger sister, Aoi, who Natsume just so happened to treasure very much.

"Oh, Aoi... it's just you. I went to the meadow. You don't have to worry about me, you know. I can take care of myself," he told her as she stood up, and so did Natsume, who dusted himself off as Aoi stared at him, hands on her hips.

"Natsume Hyuuga, I wasn't worried! I just wanted to know where you were, is all! Next time, bring me back a present!" she snapped as Natsume tried not to laugh. His sister was very frank,

"Sure sure, whatever you want, Aoi. Anyway, may I go to my room now, please? I'm tired," Natsume mumbled, leaving everyone. Ruka followed Natsume towards a nearby door, and then up a flight of stairs. They came to Natsume's room, where he went straight to the window, and stared out at the royal garden.

"You know, Natsume... maybe we should have told your father that you met a fairy today," Ruka said as Natsume turned to his best friend, frowning darkly. Ruka winced, and closed his mouth.

"No way! My father would just be his usual stupid self, anyway... Why would I bring up that stupid fairy?" asked Natsume. Ruka shrugged, then turned to leave as Natsume took something out of his pocket. He stared at the small rose bud, wondering if it would grow?...

Back in the fairy kingdom, Mikan was in her room, where she had been told to stay when she told her grandfather where she had been. There was pretty much no point in lieing to her grandfather, because he would get a fairy who knew potions to get the truth out of Mikan anyway, so, she said she had gone out of the kingdom limits, and spent the afternoon in a field, picking flowers.

And if she had lied, her grandfather would have seen the wild flower wreath she had made and the necklace, too. The only one who seemed to be happy with where she had been was her flower loving mother.

As Mikan lay on her bed, she stared at all the pictures of flowers around her room. She would miss the palace when she had to move out, she knew that much... but she dearly hoped that she could live in a small cottage with her mother, and grow beautiful flowers. Much more beautiful than what the flower faeries grew, of course. Mikan sighed to herself.

The door to her bedroom opened, and in came her mother with a pretty smile on her face,

"You're very quiet today, Mikan... you know, you shouldn't listen to whatever your grandfather said to you, it's just absolute nonsense, but... why were you in the meadow of the wizarding realm today? I'm curious," Yuka asked, sitting on Mikan's bed as Mikan sat up, smiling.

"I wanted to pick the wild flowers. I met some wizards, too." she told her mother, whos large eyes widened,

"Really? What were they like? Were they nice?... Were they mean to you?" asked Yuka, even more curious than before as Mikan laughed.

"They were very nice, except for one, though. There was a Dukes son and his fiancé, a blonde haired boy and a prince. The prince was the meanest. I gave him a rose bud, though! And the girl, the dukes sons fiancé, studies Fairyology, so she knew about my wing status! None of them cared, though. It's the first ever time that I have been accepted, mom! It felt so... nice," Mikan smiled, hugging herself as Yuka stared at her, then smiled. She put a hand on Mikan's face,

"I'm happy that you've finally found some people to talk to, Mikan. It took me a long time, and you, too... but I think you've found some true friends, friends who can actually see the real you. Don't let them go," smiled the happy Yuka as Mikan stared at her beautiful mother,

"But... they're from the Wizarding kingdom... isn't that a bad thing?" asked Mikan. Yuka shook her head,

"No it isn't, Mikan. Whoever you make friends with is your choice, not mine, and definately not your grandfathers. People told me I wasn't allowed to fall in love with your father, but I decided to do what I wanted to do, and I ignored those people. If you like the wizards, then take a chance and be with them, if that's what you want. I'll be rooting for you, all the way! You need them, Mikan, more than you think. You need friends." Yuka explained, playing with her daughters hair as Mikan smiled, then hugged her mother tightly,

"Thanks, mom, you're the best!" smiled Mikan as Yuka nodded knowingly,

"I know! Now, let's sort your hair out, Mikan... oh, and what will you be doing for the crowning ceremony? Are you going to make your homemade flower wreaths again, or will you do the flower dance with the flower faeries this year? You should really dance, because you're so good at it!" beamed Yuka as she brushed her daughters hair. Mikan sighed to herself, then.

"I don't know, mom... not many people would want me at the crowning ceremony, because of my Wing status. I don't think I should go this year," mumbled Mikan sadly. Yuka just tutted,

"Mikan, that's no positive attitude! Earlier today, I think I remember that you were so proud of your wings, but now you're doubting them! You should go to the crowning ceremony, and be the belle of the ball, basically. I don't want to see your sad face anymore, okay?" asked Yuka as Mikan stared for a moment, then beamed, causing Yuka to beam, too. She wrapped her arms around her daughter,

"Yay! You're all smiley again, honey! I'm so happy!" laughed Yuka happily as Mikan smiled, hugging her mother back tightly. Mikan found it so hard to not smile around her carefree and loving mother...

"King Sakura, your grandaughter is a disgrace to the fairy kingdom, just like her mother is!" cried a fairy duke who was at the council meeting which was held for the royals and the Golden Wings. Mikan's grandfather sighed as everyone protested against his sons daughter,

"I do agree! She is a mishap to all fairies! Those wings of her are just so embarassing to see! And her attitude!... Appalling! My daughter Sumire tells me that she was rude to her for no reason at all! I will not accept that, even from a royal, even though she won't be one for long," cried a perm haired woman, smirking as Mikan's grandfather frowned. He didn't really like the comments that his grandaughter was getting, they were very harsh,

"Now now, Mrs. Shouda, my dear Mikan would never say anything horrible to another fairy unless she had a good reason to. Now, I know for a fact that your Sumire can be very catty and mouthy when she wants to, and she has never appreciated Mikan, princess or not. Your Sumire started it, and I know that is true, because my daughter-in-law told me that Mikan was angry about what Sumire said about my son!" snapped the old king as Mrs. Shouda glared at him. Her husband stepped in, smirking,

"Well, whatever our daughter must have said is pretty much true, isn't it? I mean, your son was stupid to think that marrying a petty Pixie Winged woman would make good out of it. It was an absolute joke! And then they had that child... I actually feel sorry for you, being lumbered with two jokes. Your son got out while he still could, thankfully, but you... you'll be stuck with them for a while," he laughed coldly as the grandfather growled. The Duke then stood up, clearing his throat heavily,

"Ahem! Putting the fight aside, I want to say something... once we have the new King or Queen, you and your family must move out, and also, I ask that you make sure your daughter in law and her child leave the kingdom at once. We can't have anymore of those Pixie's degrading our wonderful country! Of course, you can stay, but those women... you do agree, I presume?" asked the Duke, grinning maliciously as the King stared at him, lowering his head.

"I feel that... that that is too much. I mean... Mikan is my grandaughter, and I cherish her... how can you exile her and her mother? They may not be right according to you, but they have good hearts. They haven't done anything wrong," he said as the Duke laughed, and so did the other council.

"Oh, really? Give it time, and they will. Yuka did enough in the past, and what about Mikan? She is, after all, Yuka's daughter. The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, you know." the Duke laughed as everyone around him agreed with cackles and giggles that filled the room. The king glared at the Duke,

"You are not so innocent yourself, Duke. I remember correctly that you used to cause Yuka more damage than most, and Mrs. Shouda, you tried to rip off her very wings as a teenager! You are no better than your children or what Yuka once was. I will not stand for it if you try to criticise my grandaughter and her mother!" he snapped coldly as the Duke furrowed his brow, staring at the old king darkly,

"Really? Well, then... so be it. Once the new King or Queen takes the throne, you shall also be in exile with those jokes you call family! Good day, your majesty!" the Duke spat out, and he flew off, others following him with sly smirks on their faces, glad that they would finally be rid of the Pixie Winged people who they loathed...

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Thats a wrap! Oh my, Mikan's grandfather actually cares for Yuka! Yay!~ Anyways, this chapter was hard to concoct, because I had the first chapter readily written down. This one though... It was all on the top of my little nogging!~ Anyways, hope you had fun reading, so Adios!~

Lots of love, Blue!~

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