DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GAKUEN ALICE BUT THIS STORY IS MINE.

Cinderella's Shoes

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"That's wonderful. He wants to eat you up."

-Anna Umenomiya

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"I'm out to kill Hyuuga," Mikan mumbled, "Slowly but surely." Her friends sighed and asked, "What did he do this time?"

"He stole my shoes," she replied. Anna shook her head and said, "Again? Do you think he's a gay or something? Well, he always steals your shoes."

"Is there a person on this earth that would wear unmatched shoes?" Nonoko rolled her eyes. Then a thought stuck her. She banged her hands on Mikan's desk in which the latter broke a gasp.

"What the—Nonoko-chan?" Mikan raised an eyebrow, looking at her friend warily. She smiled excitedly and hollered, "Maybe Hyuuga-kun has a thing for you!"

Mikan snorted and shouted, "He has a thing for me? Does he really think that his 'thing' is far more important than my shoes? Or he's confident because it's expensive. Well, sorry for him! I'm not fond of expensive things."

With that said, her friends slapped their foreheads. "Leave it to you to be such a dumb," Hotaru commented. Mikan turned red in embarrassment and crossed her arms, looking away while saying, "What? Did I say something wrong? Anyway, whatever he'd give me I'll reject in a second."

"Mikan, the 'thing' we're talking about is like he's obsessed to you to the point of taking your shoes. Like, he's in love with you, and very much to boot!" Anna squealed in delight.

"Hyuuga likes me? That's absurd!" Mikan laughed. Hotaru flipped the pages of her book as she slammed a picture on her desk. Anna and Nonoko stooped over to look at it and then they gasped.

"Natsume and Mikan kissing?" they squeaked. Mikan's eyes widened and hurried over Hotaru's side. She grabbed the picture and stared at it for a minute.

"Where did you get this?" Mikan's hands shook. Hotaru smirked, "I just happened to see both of you smooch each other yesterday. And my hands itched for the camera and poof, a picture." Mikan turned red and wailed, "No! He just kissed me out of the blue! I didn't ask for it!"

"He kissed you?" Anna and Nonoko groped at Mikan. "That's awesome. He must really like you very much."

Mikan shook her head and wriggled out of their grasp, "No! He said that he was getting hungry and I happened to wear strawberry lip gloss that time. And he thinks it's appetizing."

"That's wonderful. He wants to eat you up," Anna clasped her hands together and moved her hips. Mikan rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it! I'm not a damn food."

Hotaru sighed and muttered, "Anyways, Hyuuga is not important right now. You should focus in winning the next challenge."

"You're right Hotaru! I don't have time to think about Hyuuga!" Mikan smiled and raised her hand.

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Mikan and the other crew members of the play were gathered in the theatre stage, waiting for Sumire's announcement of the next challenge. Mikan was sitting on the edge of the stage, glaring at Natsume who had just arrived. A smirk broke in his handsome face as he saw her. He sat directly in front of her.

"Get out of my face Hyuuga," she snarled. He shrugged and propped up his chin with his right hand. "How nice to see you, little girl. Are you still wearing strawberry lip gloss?"

"Bastard," she hissed menacingly and looked away. "I hate you."

"I love you too," Natsume answered with a sneer. Mikan glared at him and jumped off the stage. She walked towards him and grabbed his collar.

"Don't joke around me Hyuuga. It's not funny!" she growled and let go of his collar. She gave him one last glare before returning to her seat. He just smirked at her, like he always does, much to Mikan's disdain.

"Sorry for the wait everyone," Sumire appeared at the door, brimming with confidence.

"You're late," Mikan said. Sumire chuckled, "The heroines are always late."

Mikan rolled her eyes and asked, "So what's the next challenge?"

"Our next challenge is baking," Sumire announced, "We're going to bake a cake. Natsume-kun, Narumi-sensei and Ibaragi are the judges again. The judging place will be here tomorrow at the same time."

Mikan smiled and flipped her hair, "Is that all?"

Sumire laughed and said, "You don't understand at all. I won an international baking contest when I was young. So you better be prepared to lose your role in the play."

With that said, Sumire waltz out of the auditorium.

"Mikan, are you skilled in making a cake?" Nobara asked.

"No, I'm bad at it," Mikan smiled.

"Then why did you act like you're an expert at it?" Nobara gasped.

"I just want to scare Sumire a bit," Mikan giggled.

The crew members sighed and muttered, "She's dead."

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Mikan was in the home economics room, preparing the ingredients and utensils she needed. She pulled out a cook book and read it first. Then she started doing what it says and managed to do the steps correctly.

After forty five minutes, the oven let out a 'ding' sound. Mikan smiled as she pulled out the newly baked cake with the gloves. She frowned when it came out burnt.

"Ah, damn! I need to repeat it," she mumbled.

"What a dangerous looking cake," a cool, husky voice said. She yelped and turned around, glaring at the newcomer.

"Back off Hyuuga," she hissed, "I don't have time for you."

She saw him leaning in the door's frame, looking mighty and sexy. He smirked and went towards her. He grabbed the utensils in her hands and said, "Let me teach you how to bake a delicious cake."

He began batting, mixing and doing some basic steps in baking. He slowly did it for her to see. The room was filled by 'ooohss' and 'aaahhhs' from Mikan. After an hour and thirty minutes, Natsume produced a captivating and delicious cooking cake. Mikan clapped her hands and said, "You're great."

He shrugged and patted her head, "Then I'll take my leave. You better bake an edible cake tomorrow. I don't want to go to the comfort room because I ate your cake."

He scooped a strawberry in the bowl and ate it. He smirked at her and said, "Good luck, lousy girl." Then he exited the room.

Mikan turned red and shouted, "You'll see. I'll bake a delicious cake enough for you to cry on, bastard."

She went back on practicing a cake with an evil smile on her face. "Hihihihi...I'll make you cry. I'll make you cry," she chanted while baking a cake.

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The judgement day was here. Sumire presented her cake to the judges first. It was a wonderful chocolate cake with a lot of icing, cherries and decorations.

"Wonderful," Narumi-sensei said. Sumire cut three pieces from the cake and gave it to the judges. They took a bite from it and Narumi-sensei practically flew on the air because of its deliciousness.

"Delicious!" Narumi-sensei closed his eyes and savoured the moment.

Sumire went back to Mikan and sneered at her. "Looks like I won," she said.

"Next is Mikan-chan," Nobara shouted. Mikan looked at the judges and shook her head.

"I don't want to show my cake," Mikan muttered and held the cake she baked in her chest.

"Oh, come on coward," Sumire grabbed the cake from her hands and put it in the desk of the judges. "Let's see you lost face."

"No," Mikan struggled to get it back but she was held by the crew members. Sumire took off the covering from the cake.

Amazingly, the cake is not hideous looking. It was a strawberry cake shaped like a face.

"The cake looks like..." Nobara trailed off. "No!" Mikan turned red from embarrassment.

"Wonderful! It looks like Natsume-kun!" Narumi-sensei hollered. Everybody in the auditorium gaped at him. Mikan wanted to crawl under the table to hide her face. Sumire's jaw dropped open and looked at the cake with awe.

Natsume took a piece from the cake and ate it. "It's delicious," he said. He wiped an icing in the side of his mouth using his thumb and gently licked it.

He's hot, the girls gasped.

The rest of the judges took a piece and ate it too.

"My vote goes to Mikan," Narumi-sensei announced, "What a wonderful way to show she really loves Natsume-kun!"

"I'm not in love with him!" Mikan hollered, "I'm just thinking about how I'll make him cry once he ate the cake. And before I knew it, the cake looked like his face."

The audience in the auditorium turned red and looked at Mikan lovingly. "Don't look at me like that!" she shouted at them.

"I didn't know that you wanted to turn me into a food so you could eat me up," Natsume smirked at Mikan. "I know you love me, but isn't this too much? You started to make food out of my face."

"Shut up," Mikan took off her shoes and sent it flying towards Natsume's face. He swiftly avoided it and looked at the shoe that nearly hit him, "Too bad, I learned to evade it."

He turned around to look at Mikan and was greeted by the other shoe she sent flying to him. Natsume is still hit in the end.

"I hate you! I hate you!" Mikan hollered. "I don't love you, damn it!"

Everyone just looked at them, knowingly.

Ah, by the way, Mikan won the second challenge. The score between her and Sumire are now tied.

Cinderella's Shoes

anime16: thanks for reading the story. Please leave a review. I want to have more reviews this time then I'll continue updating the next chapter. Ah, by the way, please read my other story, Matchmaking Club and tell me if you want me to continue writing that story. And of course read my other stories to like Crazy Love Affair, Saving a Demon, Dorm Days, Crimson Skies, Potion Gone Wrong and Bittersweet Sin.