Title: MTRO's On Work

Warning: Characters are a little OOC, grammar errors are scattered throughout this fic and lastly, I don't own Gakuen Alice.

Reminder: Please read MTRO (Make Them Realize Operation!) first. Thank.

Now, on with the story.

Chapter 1: Algebra, Mikan's Nightmare?

Sumire stood there in the corridor, with her hands on her hips and her foot tapping because of irritation. She was waiting for that good for nothing teacher of theirs.

Oh, yes. And if someone would ask, there would always be one answer every morning.

Narumi was late… again. No surprise there.

And Sumire was annoyed. She still didn't know what their plan would be, what contribution would she make on getting her Natsume-sama and that Mikan together. He sighed when Mochu told her to go inside the room.

Tsssss. It's already time for Jinno-sensei's class and even Natsume and Mikan weren't there. Which was kind of normal.

Sumire sighed and followed Mochu inside the room. A few minutes later, Jinno-sensei went inside the room. He scanned the whole room and nearly smiled when he found out that Mikan and Natsume weren't there.

Before anyone could even say anything, Koko read Jinno's mind.

"Perfect," the mind-reader said. This made the MTRO's look at him with inquiring eyes. He smiled at them and looked at Jinno-sensei. "Right, sensei?"

The froggy man could only nod. This made only a few people understand what they meant. And this meant, yep. You got it right.

The MTRO's were finally on the move.

And for the first plan, First, give detention to Mikan and Natsume, making them clean the whole classroom (or anything that will make them spend time with each other). Second, appoint Natsume as Mikan's personal tutor in math for Jinno.

And Mikan's lateness today just helped for this plan.

Nice, if Koko might say.

"Sensei! Sorry I'm late," said a panting Mikan by the classroom's door. She held her chest as she panted and she closed her eyes as Jinno walked near her and told her to stay outside the room.

"That was the fourth time since last week, Sakura. And… it seems that you haven't learned your lessons yet."

Mikan winced when Jinno walked near her. He was about to say something when he looked at the direction behind her. But Mikan was more surprised to find Jinno-sensei, laughing silently beside her.

Mikan groaned. Today was definitely not her day. First, she made Natsume promise not to tell anybody about their relationship yet (and she was still thinking that she hurt Natsume in the process of doing so, even if Natsume already told her it's just okay) and now this.

A pop quiz.

Hooray. Not.

Everybody in the class knows that Mikan was bad (and when I say bad, I really mean bad) in mathematics ever since she transferred in the Alice Academy. So in the end, she ended up getting a score of two over twenty five quiz items.

"Be happy that you didn't get zero, Baka," Hotaru said, while taking a glance at Jinno-sensei. He was unusually quiet about Mikan getting a very low score but she knew that deep inside his mind, he was already planning something.

"But still, Hotaru… I never did pass any of sensei's pop quizzes ever since!" she said as she took a nervous glance at the math teacher who was now walking near their seats. She gulped when Jinno placed her test paper. She was expecting a long lecture again, like what he does every time she fails his pop quizzes. But then, Jinno-sensei's never before heard gentle voice came out of his mouth.

"Sakura, I think you need some help."

A sharp gasp was heard behind Jinno-sensei. Sumire just couldn't take it anymore. She needs to assist Jinno… somehow.

"You only notice that now, sensei?" Sumire said, her eyebrow raised. Her voice was sharp and piercing, a habit that had gone away since… almost six years ago. But now, because of her irritation with Narumi, this side of her was out in the open again. "The first time she stepped inside this very room, I've already know that she needs help. And no. I'm not only talking about algebra," she continued with a cackle. But deep inside her, she was thinking, 'I'm sorry, Sakura. This is the only way that I can help.'

Mikan was near to tears when Sumire said those words, and this made Sumire even guiltier. But, fine. Whatever. 'This has to be done,' Sumire thought.

"Seriously. You need a tutor, Sakura," the cat-dog girl snorted.

"Indeed, Shouda-san," Jinno-sensei said, slightly shaking his head because of the permed-head's words. "And I have the perfect candidate to be your tutor, Sakura."

"I'll do it," a voice said, even before Jinno could finish his sentence. All heads turned and looked at Natsume. "I'll tutor her. I have nothing to do, anyways."

This made the MTRO's hopes rise. But what he said almost broke their spirits.

"And besides, I don't think anybody could stand her idiotness anyway."

The math teacher sighed and pushed his glasses up to his nose and thought, 'Who said matchmaking was easy?' But then, before he could even voice out this question, he coughed to get his students' attention back to him.

"So as I was saying before a certain someone interrupted me," he shot a glare to Natsume, who just shrugged, "Sakura will be tutored by no other than Hyuuga."

He then turned to face the board once again.

"Oh, before I forgot, you two," Jinno said, turning his back again to Mikan and Natsume (Mikan sits beside Koko, Natsume sits beside Ruka, whose chairs were behind Mikan and Koko. I'm quite confused. LOL. Are you?). "Detention after class. Reason: you two were late. Again. And Hyuuga, better start teaching her tonight. We'll have another quiz on Wednesday."

Natsume grunted while Mikan groaned. The fire caster was just glad that he could spend this detention with Mikan.

So the tutorial starts tonight? This will be fun.

He smirked.

Mikan sighed as she picked cleaned the blackboard. This was what she got from being late again. Natsume took the eraser from her, but he still held her hands as he erased all the writings on the board that Mikan couldn't reach. He then looked at his girlfriend who seemed to be out of it.

She sighed once again.

"Fifth," he said.

"Eh?"

He then faced her, with her hands still enclosed by his.

"That's the fifth time that you sighed, Polka. What's the problem?"

Mikan's nose scrunched up, making her look like she was pouting.

"Permy is mean to me again. I thought we were friends now," she said in a low voice.

"Tch. You think too much, Polka," he said, before smirking at her. "To think that you have such a tiny brain."

Mikan's glare could be compared to daggers afterwards.

"Hyuuga!" she said, taking the eraser away from him. Mikan raised her hand which held the eraser and aimed it to the fire caster. Natsume took a step backwards, away from her.

"You know very well that chalk dust and Natsume Hyuuga don't mix, Polka."

"Oh, yes. I know too well, Natsume. Now, come here and I'll kick that humungous ego out of you!"

Natsume couldn't do anything but step backwards, until his back was against the solid wall. He put his hands on his mouth (and nose) as Mikan raised her hand, which was holding the deadly eraser (as to Natsume's opinion). Hey, if you're allergic to chalk dust, you'll do anything to avoid making contact with it (that's the reason why he chose to sit at the back of the room, ignoring the murmurs of his classmates back then, saying that he was just being so cool. Oh, well), even your pissed off girlfriend. Hours of sneezing were not fun, if you'll ask the fire caster.

"Mikan, I'm warning you," he said, his voice stern and cold. But then, the deadly eraser and his face met.

And an entire night (almost) of sneezing came for Natsume to enjoy that they didn't have time to study (Natsume was still annoyed with Mikan, who kept saying sorry to the poor fire caster. He didn't know why, but the medicine he drank didn't have any effect. Tssss. So his sneezing continued, until his nose couldn't take it anymore).

Oh. What joy.

So… Do you think Jinno-sensei's plan worked? Hmmmm.

End of Chapter 1.

A/N: Like? No like? Review. Thank you.

Advance Merry Christmas to all of you :)