Pixie Wings and
Other Things

Mikan and her Grandfather have had a fight, resulting in Mikan running away from the Fairy Kingdom and resigning her title as Princess! Now Mikan has noweher to live, but with a Fairy History book, can she find out something about her Pixie Wings and why she and her mother are so unusual? Will the Wizarding Kingdom acceot her and let her live with them or will they just turn her away like everyone else has in the Fairy Kingdom? It's all up to Mikan to decide how her future will turn out and whether or not she will return to the Fairy Kingdom to reunite with ehr mother... NXM

Disclaimed! Now, why do I not own Gakuen Alice, class? Yes, that's ridght... I am not Tachibana Higuchi, I am Blue -Niagra, fanfiction writer of , not a mangaka. If I was a mangaka, then I would be no fanfiction writer now, would I?

If I do mistakes or anything, please, do not hesitate to tell me so. Sorry for the mistakes an such, but I don't like editing my own stories, I think re-reading them can be a bit boring, because I think I'm an embarassment for a writer. Okay, so with that said and done, please, read on to find all the errors!

Chapter Four: ... A Pixie Princess...

In the Kingdom of Faeries, the current King or Queen will bear children who will also grow Prince or Princess wings. This is so that one line can stay on the throne for centuries, but sometimes the throne can take a turn and change the King or Queen if it desires so. For a Fairy, a new King or a new Queen should have kindness and love for their people. They should want it with all their heart. Those who only have a desire to rule for their own reasons will not become a King or a Queen, and will leave with Golden Wings. However, if a King or a Queen dies then the former King or Queen takes over the throne, not their husband or wife. For centuries, one family has been on the throne of the Fairy Kingdom for their sons have all been kind of heart and loving towards their kingdom and never wanted anything but happiness and peace to remain, but the birth of a daughter changed everything, and the Kingdom was brought into an uproar when her wings stayed the same for sixteen long years...

"Grandfather's going to be so angry with me... he's probably punishing my mom now as we speak! He always blames her for anything and everything that happens!" cried out Mikan sadly as she lay her head on the table outside of the ice cream shop she'd been at the day before with her friends. Misaki sat beside her, resting a hand on Mikan's shoulder gently.

"Mikan, he's probably upset. You're his grandaughter, he obviously cares for you... come on, cheer up. You can't stay gloomy forever." Misaki told her as Mikan nodded, lifting her head from her arms and laying her hands in her lap, sighing to herself. She then shook her head.

"You don't know him. All I am to him is a complete embarassment. His own grandaughter hasn't grown into her wings, and I think that he hates me for it." she answered gloomily as Misaki stared towards Tsubasa who just shrugged, then continued with eating his ice cream that he had ordered. Misaki rolled her eyes like this was typical of Tsubasa.

"How can you say that? You don't know how he's feeling... I know that he expected you to grow your Princess wings, Mikan, but expectations don't last that long." answered Misaki kindly. Mikan shook her head,

"Try sixteen years, isn't that long enough?" she asked as Miksaki smiled. Mikan seemed to have an answer to everything that day. She was really down... how could Misaki cheer her up?

"Mikan, please. Just try to look on the bright side of everything. You can't expect people to accept you when you don't accept yourself, can you? And don't say that you have accepted yourself, because I know you have, but I think there's a part of you that resents how you have turned out. We all have our doubts, even me... I sometimes doubt whether or not I am the right girl for Tsubasa." she revealed. Mikan's eyes widened.

"But... you and Tsubasa are just so perfect together!" she breathed. Misaki smiled gently, nodding.

"See, everyone says so, but I still think that Tsubasa could find another girl who's better than me. Someone prettier, smarter and kinder towards him. I sometimes ask myself why he chose me out of so many other girls in this Kingdom... I'm not the most perfect person, Mikan, nobody is." Misaki explained to Mikan as the brunette sat back in her chair.

"I know, I've met a few people like that." she admitted, and Misaki nodded.

"I would have thought so, with your wings." she stated, then continued, "But we all have something special that makes us unique. I have my knowledge on you Faeries, Tsubasa... Tsubasa has his eating habits, but you, you have so much to offer, Mikan. You're kind and special and so unique that words can't describe you. Wings don't make the fairy, Mikan, it's the fairy that makes the wings."

"Just as the Wizard makes the magic... right?" said Mikan, looking up at Misaki hopefuly, and she nodded with a smile,

"Exactly, and if you remember that, then you will be brilliant in all you do, however big or however small." and with that, Misaki hugged Mikan warmly, then parted from her young friend and sat back in her chair, staring towards Tsubasa.

"Oh, Misaki." Mikan asked gently, Misaki blinked, staring at Mikan to show that she was listening,

"Do you have a place to stay? I... kind of ran away. I resigned from my Princess duties and left the palace last night. I have nowhere to go, now." she explained as Misaki ran a hand through her hair, sighing. Boy, Mikan sure did get herself into some trouble. She then shrugged and stood up, smiling sweetly and nodding.

"Sure, you can stay with Tsubasa and I. We have a small cottage to stay in before our wedding, so you can live with us until you find your feet and get your courage back, no problem." answered Misaki as Mikan beamed, jumping up and hugging her friend tightly.

"Misaki, you're the best!" she cried, suddenly floating off the ground as Misaki laughed and other people stared at Mikan in surprise. No one was accustomed to her being in their kingdom, so of course, she'd gain attention.

"Why thank you, Mikan." giggled Misaki as Tsubasa polished off his ice cream, stood up and walked to Misaki, grinning.

"Isn't she just, Mikan... she's wonderful." he whispered, kissing Misaki's blushing cheek as she smiled back shyly, then let her eyes fall to the ground. Mikan stared at the young couple with a smile. One day, she'd find someone just like that to love her dearly and to make her blush...

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For as long as I can remember, I have been ridiculed by people who do not accept me as I am, and now I have grown tired of it all.
Mother, I am sorry for running away, but I must go on and grow up like a normal girl, for if I do not, I will surely be sad with the
outcome of my life. I love you, but the palace is no longer my home. I will never live to anyone else's expectations, I know that,
and I know that I am a disappointment to Grandfather. If people accepted me for who I was, maybe I'd be here still, but it's not
meant to be. You had father, and I have the wizards, so I have gone to live with them. I just want you to know that nothing like this
means that I dislike you, I don't. I need to bloom like that rose, and once I do, I will return, but until then, goodbye.
The Princess Pixie, Mikan

"Where has she gone!? We need to find her immediately, or we'll be the talk of the Kingdom!" cried the King loudly, pacing about as Yuka stood by the staircase, staring at her father-in-law sadly.

"Aren't we already?" she asked quietly, but all the King did was snap at her, like he always did.

"Don't talk back to me!... Why, all you have ever done is put things into that girls head! You told her it was perfectly fine to accept herself as she was, detering her away from the studies! It's your fault, I know it is! You must have encouraged her to leave!" he yelled, pointing an accusing finger at Yuka who glared at him coldly.

"Me? Why would I encourage Mikan to run away!? She's my own daughter! I love her and you know that! I stuck by her through thick and thin, but you haven't! If anyone has brought her to her senses to leave, it's you! You're the one who's been looming over her, making her live in the shadows and grow up far too quickly! You did the same to Yukihara, but Mikan's took the stance your son never did until he met me!" Yuka snapped back loudly. The King was furious,

"How dare you bring my son into this! You have no right, you common Pixie! Ever since you entered the picture, it's been a disaster! If he hadn't have married you, then he would probably still be here, ruling greatly over this Kingdom!" he roared. Yuka shook her head,

"So you blame me for his death!? How could you!? I never killed him, I loved Yukihara with all of my heart, he was my husband" And unlike you and so many others, he accepted me... and if it wasn't for this palace or Mikan, I would have long gone!" cried Yuka, turning around and staring at the throne her husband had once sat on. Her heart grew sad,

"Then why not leave!? You have nothing anymore, nothing! Mikan's gone and so is Yukihara, so just leave! Everyone would be thankful, they'd rejoice! Go on, leave now!" he told her, pointing to the door as Yuka stared at the throne sadly, shaking her head.

"I won't leave until I see Mikan again! She will return, I know she will... she's my daughter and if she's anything like myself, then she will come back when she blooms!" Yuka snapped, then ran up the stairs as the King growled, gripping the stair banister tightly.

"Bloom? Bloom! Don't bring those flowers into this... blooming doesn't bring family back." he whispered, and turned himself so that he was staring at the throne his son had once sta upon...

"Oh, this room is wonderful! Thank you, Misaki!" cried Mikan the minute she stepped into the room that Misaki had prepared for her. It wasn't as big as the palace bedroom she had back in the Fairy Kingdom, then again, Mikan had always wanted a simple bedroom, and Misaki have given her a perfect sized room. There was a bookshelf, a bed, a chest to put her belongings in and a desk. Mikan couldn't have asked for anything better.

"Glad you like it, Mikan... if it isn't big enough, I'm sorry." Misaki stated, but Mikan shook her head.

"It's perfect, Misaki, I couldn't have asked for a better room... please don't feel like you need to give me something so regal. I'm no longer royalty." explained Mikan as Misaki smiled happily, hugged Mikan, then left the young fairy to look around her room.

Mikan went straight to the chest to put her belongings in it. Before she had left the Fairy Kingdom, she had picked up a few things to take with her. In a small sack made of a leaf and spiders thread, she kept some of her clothes, small shoes and a necklace which was so special to her; a silver chain with a flower made of Sakura petals and a rose quartz in the middle, sprayed with Goblin glue to set it and so that the flower never died.

The necklace was something that Yuka had given her, and it had been made by Mikan's own father. It was a gift to Yuka on their wedding day, and when Mikan turned sixteen, she had obtained the necklace as a sign of her parents' love to Mikan. The necklace had never been worn, but now that Mikan was away from her mother, she wanted to be as close to her parents as possible.

"Thinking of you,
No matter where you are
Thinking of what could be,
Something I can't see.
I want to be
Happy for you dear
and I can't seem to forget you.
Our two hearts are one...

"Thinking of the laughter and tears
through all of the years
But now I am gone
Watching for the sky to turn blue
Until we meet again...

"Thank you mother
Thank you with a million tears
Thank you my dear,
It was so hard to say goodbye
But I did it with a tear and smile,
but with you in my heart,
You taught me how I should believe..."

"She's a pretty good singer, isn't she?" asked Tsubasa as Misaki smiled, nodding. She knew that it was wrong to listen to Mikan through the door, but she was worried about her friend. Mikan was sad, that much was clear, but she would become happy again in her own time, but for now she needed space and time to herself to get over her running away...

Pixie Wings;

Pixie Wings are the wings of newborn faeries until they are children. They are also the wings of flower faeries. Pixie Wings are recorded to last from birth to ages ten up, but if a fairy is a late developer with wings, they usually grow them within three years from their tenth birthday. Pixie Wings are the most disrespected wings of them all in the Fairy Kingdom if an adult fairy bears them. These wings are small and not as powerful as Fairy Wings, meaning that the fairy can't fly as high as other faeries and are slower, as well.
Pixie Wings are the most uncommon wings among adult and teenage fairy folk, but not impossible to find. Those who keep their Pixie Wings through adulthood are mostly mocked by other faeries and such, but it isn't impossible to grow fairy wings for them.

Fairy Wings:

Fairy Wings are the most common wings of all in the Fairy Kingdom, and usually appear at the age of ten or thirteen if a fairy is a late developer. Fairy Wings can differ in colour, size and how fast a fairy can fly. These wings are faster and more agile for a Fairy, meaning that they can flky higher than a young fairy with Pixie Wings. Fairy Wings can sometimes turn into Golden or Prince/Princess Wings at the age of sixteen or even fifteen and over, but is mostly common in faeries who are either already in line for thr throne or faeries that are from a noble family. On a rare occasion, a common fairy can gain Prince or Princess Wings from their good hearts, but it doesn't always happen.
Fairy Wings can last through the entire life of a Fairy, from teeange years to their elderly years.

Mikan closed the book after reading the Fairy Wings entry, sighing to herself. She was laying on her stomach on the bed in her new room. For a while she had been reading the book, looking for answers to why she still had her Pixie wings, but she found nothing. The closest information she found was the line that read 'Pixie Wings are the most uncommon wings among adult and teenage fairy folk, but not impossible to find'. It frustrated her, yes, but Mikan would have to keep searching until she found an answer.

Then a knock came at her door, and she sat up,

"Come in," she said clearly, and Misaki and Tsubasa entered together, Misaki holding a tray of food and Tsubasa holding a cup.

"We brought dinner, I guess that you're at least a little hungry, Mikan." Misaki said as her friend smiled, standing and walking towards her friends. Mikan took the tray from Misaki, and rested it on the desk beside her. She then took the cup Tsubasa was holding and sighed happily.

"Thank you, Tsubasa, Misaki... you're so kind to me, I'll need to repay you back someday." answered Mikan as her friends shook their heads. Misaki sat Mikan down on the stool by the desk, her smile warming and friendly.

"Don't thank us, Mikan, and no need to repay us, either! Just seeing you smile is payment enough, right, Tsubasa?" she asked her fiancé as he nodded. Mikan couldn't help but smile at that,

"You are both so kind towards me... it's so different from back home." Mikan whsipered, then turned to her food as Misaki stared at Tsubasa, who nodded, then passed Misaki something. Misaki tapped Mikan's shoulder gently, and held out a small box.

"Mikan, if you really want to repay us... then will you come to our wedding... as my Maid of Honour?" she asked gently, and Mikan's face lit up like it was her birthday come early. She was speechless, but words couldn't explain how happy she was. Her, a Maid of Honour, at Misaki and Tsubasa's wedding? She would have been happy to be a simple guest.

"Are you sure? A Pixie winged Fairy, at a wedding... Misaki, thank you!" cried the girl, and tears enveloped her eyes as Misaki and Tsubasa laughed. They were then hugged tightly by the young Fairy who couldn't contain her happiness. They had just made her day...

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"Natsume, my son! I have wonderful news, you should listen!" cried Natsume's father happily as he ran, no, skipped, towards Natsume with a smile and glittering eyes. Natsume wanted to crawl into a hole for a while when he saw that.

"Oh man, what now, you old coot?" he snapped. That day wasn't one of the best days Natsume had had; his breakfast had been ruined, he wasn't allowed out, either, and he'd been tired and crabby most of the afternoon, but his father was a bundle of joy that day, which just made Natsume all the more angry.

"Is that any way to speak to your father who loves you so dearly?" whimpered the King childishly as Natsume rolled his eyes. He didn't want to even talk to his father, let alone listen to whatever his father had to say. It would probably be stupid,

"Whatever, just tell me what the heck you have to say!" growled the Prince darkly. His father was happy again, which did get on Natsume's nerves, but he didn't say anything to prevent the King's crocodile tears.

"Oh, my dear Natsume, my son, we must rejoice, for your birthday is near! You will soon be seventeen, the eligible age to find yourself a bride and become King of our kingdom! Isn't that just splendid!?" cried his father, stars and tears in his eyes. Natsume was already walking away, but sadly, his ecstatic father noticed. "My son, where are you walking to?" he skipped towards Natsume. If flowers could fly, they'd be flying around his father, Natsume thought.

"I don't want to marry." he hissed simply. His father blinked, letting the question sink in.

"Oh? Why ever not, Natsume? Are the girls from this kingdom not to your liking? Or maybe..." his father quirked an eyebrow, and Natsume was ready to go Alchemist on his fathers' royal butt.

"If you even suggest that, I swear, you won't be king for long!" Natsume snapped loudly, a fireball forming in his hand and hissing at the King. His father coward a little, then straightened himself up and put on a serious face.

"Natsume... you must find a bride at some point, you will be King! A great King needs a loving Queen, and you know that! If you have someone by your side to guide you and love you, then there is no doubt that you will be a great King." his father explained in a semi-serious voice. He then turned and stared at a large painting of a beautiful woman that hung on the wall by the thrones.

"Your mother was the love of my life and helped this Kingdom to become great... she was wild, yes, but so caring and a wonderful person... I couldn't have picked a better bride, and she loved me so much. Oh, I do miss her so..." he said to himself quietly, then sighed quietly to himself, "and that is why I want you to find a bride, Natsume, because whatever girl you will find will be just as lovely and caring as your mother-- Natsume? Natsume~ Oh, where did you go-o~?" the minute the King had turned to face Natsume, he had found that his son wasn't there. Natsume had snuck off before his father could start babbling on. He knew that his father wanted Natsume to have a Queen, he'd always told Natsume that one day he would marry.

But who would want to marry a girl who didn't even love Natsume for himself...?

After sneaking away from his father, Natsume had left the palace and decided to take a walk through the town, and after getting Ruka to go with him, he entered Central Town and decided to spend his afternoon in the library. He was bored, and he'd already finished the manga's he'd taken out of the library the day before.

As Ruka stood at the desk of the Library, talking to that inventor girl, Hotaru, Natsume walked towards the manga book section, but actually stopped towards the Fairy section of the aisles. He'd suddenly remembered the dust brained fairy, Mikan, who was so rude to him. She was brave, for not many people would yell at a prince who was soon to be king, so she had no fear, then again, wasn't she a princess herself?

Obviously she knew the hardships of being royalty, but Natsume had to admit, he was one of the few who got freedom. His father, however ridiculous he was, was kind and let Natsume grow up how he wished to, but Mikan seemed like she was the sort who was brought up strictly. Then again, no strictness could take away how feisty she was.

Natsume paused for a moment, then went to look at the books on Fairies. He wondered why that girl had needed to look up her own race. She was a fairy, so she should know what she was and her heritage, didn't they teach her these things? Then again...

"Pixie Wings, huh... maybe she does care a little about what wings she has." Natsume muttered to himself, staring at the books and their titles. Not many Wizards read about faeries, with the exception of fairyologists and people who studied it like Misaki, so a few books were a bit dusty from being there for a while.

And then he saw it, wedged between two thick books about the creation of faeries and their ways of life from the beginning to the present, a small book about faerie tales, stories made by faeries to give hope to the little faeries and to send kids to sleep.

He took the book from the shelf and stared at it. The book was pretty old, as it was dusty and a bit battered, meaning it hadn't been used for a while. He stared at the faded cover of a fairy with large wings, a white dress and a wand. Typical. Faeries, he knew, didn't have wands, they didn't know much magic, just the simple stuff like how to cast fire, water, but that was only the faeries who took up alchemy. Fiction put a lot of ideas into the heads of others.

Natsume took the book to the desk at the front of the library, thinking that he'd read it to see if it was interesting. Natsume hadn't heard a story in a whil, he just read manga.

"And here I thought that I would never see the Great Prince Natsume take out a story book. Faerie tales? And I presume this has nothing to do with the Pixie Winged dust brain you brought in yesterday, hm?" Hotaru asked with a smug tone to her voice. Natsume really did want to hurt that girl a bit, she was so full of herself.

"No." he said rather bitterly, turning his gaze to a table from his left. Hotaru smirked a little, then returned to her usual stoic look. Ruka just stared up at her in amazement, like he'd never seen her smile before.

Then again, he hadn't.

"Whatever, just don't come in with faerie wings tomorrow or I must turbo gun you for the fun of it." Hotaru joked in her col voice. Natsume just glared at the beautiful inventor before walking off with Ruka in tow, grasping the faerie tale book in his hand tightly...

"Mikan, may I come in? I have something to show you." came Misaki's voice from behind the door as Mikan sat on her bed, staring at the gift Misaki had given her after asking her to be the Maid of Honour at Tsubasa and Misaki's wedding. Misaki had given Mikan a special hair comb made of flowers that shaped into a beautiful, colourful butterfly. It had some small sapphires and rose quartz's embedded into it that sparkeled gently. Mikan would wear it at the wedding.

"Of course, Misaki." replied Mikan, putting the hair comb down on the bedside table. Misaki entered the room, holding something in her hands. Mikan realised that it was a book, a small one, much smaller than the Fairy History book she'd borrowed from the library the other day. She wondered what it was, but Misaki didn't hesitate to tell her what it was.

"I found this a while back, and it's a book of faerie tales. I suppose that you had one, too?" Misaki asked, sitting beside Mikan and showing her the cover of the book. It was of a fairy in a white gown, holding a wand. Mikan smiled as she stared at the cover,

"Oh, I remember these a little... my mother used to read me them to help me sleep, but I think we lost the book. I haven't seen one of these for such a long time." Mikan whispered as Misaki placed the book in Mikan's lap and smiled,

"I thought as much... anyway, you can read these stories, they might help you." Misaki said, standing as Mikan blinked, questioning Misaki.

"Help? Help me how? They're just stories to help kids sleep and hope for great things." Mikan answered as Misaki smiled, standing at the door. She looked like she knew something that Mikan didn't.

"Ah, yes, but sometimes knowledge can be found in the strangest places, Mikan. So, goodnight and happy reading." Misaki said gently, then closed the door and walked back to her bedroom as Mikan sat there with the book in her lap as she sat on the bed quietly...

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