Chapter II

It's a Date

How did I end up in this mess again? Oh, right, since I became that conceited jerk's girlfriend. As soon as I got to school he was 'waiting' for me in the school's parking lot. He really looked cool while leaning on his red Ferrari. Erase that, I never thought him cool.

"You're late, Polka," he said as he walked towards me. I slammed the door of my car.

"Excuse me, Hyuuga," I said frowning at him. "As far as I know classes' starts at 8 o'clock, I still have 15 minutes."

"Natsume," he said huskily. "Call me by my name."

"As soon as you call by my name," I said and walked past him. He caught my hand, "What the?"

"Fine then, Mikan," he breathe into my ear, and I could feel blood rising to my cheeks.

"What do you want, Natsume?" he smirked.

"This coming Saturday, go on a date with me," he said, he was still holding my hand.

"Huh?"

"I said we'll have a date, Polka. I'll pick you up at 10." He said.

"Why are you telling me this now?" I asked, isn't it still Tuesday today?

"Because I won't be around for a couple of days, I have work to do," he said exasperatedly.

"Oh?"

"And I won't take no for an answer," he said as he pulled me towards our classroom.

"Mikan-chan! Mikan-chan!" I opened my eyes slowly; it was my nanny Haruno-san, "Hyuuga-san is waiting for you outside." Hyuuga! What is he doing here? Oh my God! Saturday, how could I have forgotten? Of course I would forget a date with that jerk is not so appealing. I have no choice so I grudgingly got out of bed, took a quick bath and change my clothes. I wore my favorite red plaid skirt, plain white t-shirt and a black vest and I was wearing my red Converse long-cut sneakers; I let my hair loose since I don't have time to arrange it.

As I was on the last step of the stairs, I saw my 'boyfriend' leaning on the wall; he was wearing a white polo and a loose necktie, black pants and sneakers. How could he look so handsome with almost everything he wears?

"So Sleeping Beauty finally showed up," he said, he was clearly annoyed.

"Sorry," I said apologetically as I could muster.

"Whatever," he pulled me towards him; I blushed at his actions, "Let's go."

"Where are we going?"

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I tell you." He opened the door of his car to let me in.

Feels like I have always known you
And I swear I've dreamt about you
All those endless nights I was alone
It's like I've spent forever searching
Now I know that it was worth it
With you it feels like I am finally home

Then I heard my voice, it was one of the song from my band. I was surprised, "You like to listen to Tangerine Dream?"

"Huh?" he said absently as he started his car, "Maybe."

I took his iPod that was lying on one of the compartments, he didn't complain, so it thought it was okay, I scanned at his playlist. It was all Tangerine Dream, I laughed, talk about fans.

"What are you laughing at?" he said as he took a glance at me.

"Nothing," I said as smiled at him, "I just never thought that you were into girl bands, especially Tangerine Dream. You must be their biggest fan."

"Hn," he simply said.

We rode in silence after that. Then we finally stopped in an amusement park, I gaped at him. I never thought he was childish.

"Natsume, what are we doing here?" I asked.

"Isn't it obvious, Polka?" that annoying nickname again.

"But why the amusement park?"

"Why? Don't you like it?" he said looking at me.

"I love it. I just never thought that you would consider where I would like to go." I said shyly. True, I do love amusement parks. But how did he know?

"I just knew. Now, come on, we're wasting time. You're small brain would fry trying to think." He said as he pulled me towards the long line of Ferris wheel.

"You know what, Natsume," I said, we were sitting on one of the benches in the park while eating the ice cream we bought. As if to say he was listening, he grunted a bit. I smiled, "That time, when I woke up in the hospital not knowing anything, I felt this void in my chest. I cried until I have no more tears to shed. Such a waste, fifteen years all gone."

Then I stood up, and I faced him with a smile, "But then I figured out, staying depressed because of that won't help me. So I decided that even though those memories are hidden somewhere within me, I could still make new ones. So, I hope you could help me make those new memories." I extended a hand to him, he smirked, "Silly, Polka." Then he took my hand, stood up and pulled me to him. I could feel his warmth spread through me, I could feel that somehow, that emptiness within him is being filled, too. "Even if you couldn't remember anything, I'll always be here for you."

I pulled away, and he was surprised at my action, "Are you really Natsume? I couldn't believe you just said those words!"

He glared at me, "Very tactful, Polka." I laughed.

I took his hand and pulled him, "Let's go, before you start being mushy again."

I had so much fun; I could never believe that being with Natsume is this fun. We ride almost all the rides in the amusement park and played almost all sort of games there. He knew where I want to go, what I want to do, I think he almost knew me like the back of his hand. He would always know what would annoy me and make me laugh.

It was already 6:30 when we decided to have dinner; we decided to eat at one of the nearby restaurants. He didn't ask me what I wanted to eat, but instead he ordered food for the both of us.

"Natsume," I said while we wait for the food, "How come it seems you knew me so much? I don't suppose you're my boyfriend back then, right?"

He was taken aback, and then he tried to avoid meeting my eyes by staring out in the window, "Baka, I just knew. And I never thought that any guy would be insane enough to dare and ask you to be his girl."

"Mou," I pouted, "Such a meanie," then I smiled, "Then, Natsume, does that mean you are insane?"

He turned towards me with a smirk but didn't answer.

"Sometimes I think you have a multiple personality disorder," I said thoughtfully.

"How so?"

"Because the first time I met you," I said as the waiter came with our orders, "I thought for some reasons you were angry at me. Then when we were in the cafeteria, you sat beside me as thought your actions before that was nothing. And now this. I mean, who are you, really?"

"Polka," he said as he took a bit of his steak, "There are things better left unexplained for the mean time."

"What does that mean?" Why does this guy have to be so cryptic?

"You haven't eaten yet," he said looking at my untouched food. To pacify him I picked up my utensils and started eating, too. He smirked, "Good. Anyway, stop thinking about petty things for now."

"Natsume," I stubbornly said, "I have to know. What if you and I have a past? I don't want to do things that may hurt you in any way. I don't want regretting anything once my memories returns. Like those in the movies when a person who lost their memories started to like someone and then he meets his past and all becomes messed up. I don't want that to happen to me."

He smiled, not that usual intimidating smirk of his, but a real smile. "Mikan, you shouldn't anticipate something that is beyond your control. I know it sounds weird, but I think I believe in fate and destiny now."

I gaped. See, what I mean about multiple personality disorder. This guy must be from the outer space.

"And I know what you're thinking, little girl," he added while glaring at me and I laughed.

After our early dinner, Natsume took me to one of the hills outside of town, by that time it was already dark, and the stars are clearly seen in the sky.

I was so amazed at the site, I could see the busy streets and building full of lights as thought they were imitating the lights in the sky above, I was so happy that I started dancing and laughing. Natsume didn't mind though, he was sitting underneath a tree as he watched me in my enthusiasm.

"Natsume," I said as sat beside him, "Thank you for taking me here."

"Hn." He grunted as he closed his eyes.

"Did you take all the girls you hang out with here?" I teased.

He looked at me disbelievingly, "Tch, no. They'll just complain."

"Oh?" I said as I stared at the night sky. "Well then thank you for this rare privileged."

"Only because of you," he muttered so lowly that it was almost inaudible. I smiled at myself. Somehow I could see him now, the real Natsume Hyuuga.