This isn't the 1st night we spend together!

"Here!" He said, throwing them at my face, looking directly into my eyes. That was when I saw that his eyes had lost its usual gleam. Then he loosened the grip on my hair and stepped away without a word.

Only then I could realize that it wasn't only me who was acting different that day.

After recovering from the shock he had given me, I started to walk in the direction of my room, passing Natsume who was currently sleeping on his favorite couch. Seeing his eyes had been tightly closed, I stopped in the midway just to stick my tongue at him. But alas! Suddenly I felt a movement on the couch. He opened his eyes just to see a thunderstruck Mikan Sakura with her tongue stuck out!

I knew that it was gonna be the last time I saw this world. I closed my eyes, preparing myself to die in the next moment. 'Good bye Mikan… Be happy with the dead! Your time on earth has ended…' I could hear my inner voice chanting.

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2

1

0.85

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My heart was counting until…

"Stuff your tongue back into your mouth."

I heard him saying. Having heard that, I knew I was still alive! He hadn't killed me! I thanked god for not letting him kill me! I opened my eyes just to see a comfortably sleeping Natsume. He was acting like nothing had happened. 'How amazing!' I thought. He was definitely acting different that day.

With a more confused mind, I started walking again. As I opened my door, I let out a sigh, thinking of everything that had happened throughout the day. 'Worst day EVER!' I thought as I threw myself on my bed. "Mikan Sakura… you shouldn't do anything you haven't done before! Falling in love is definitely not for you!" I shouted out loud, depressed. As I closed my eyes, everything flashed through my mind. The way he rejected me, the way he looked at me at the gates. How tragic! How tragic my life was!

I could feel my vision getting blotted again.

After a minute or so, I felt my phone vibrating. I answered to it dreamily, not knowing who the caller was.

"Hel—" I was cut off in the midway.

"Hello! You're Mikan right? Natsume-kun's cute little younger sister! Oh my… It's really nice to hear your voice! Is Natsume-kun at home right now? Oh please tell him that I love him! Oh please! Please! Pleeeease! Oh I almost forgot! I'm Luna! Tell him that I've fallen head over heels for him! Oh Natsume-kun! I wan—" That was all I could bear! I ended up the conversation before she could complete her sentence. It happened always just the same way I mentioned above.

Natsume's stupid fan club members always tried to use me as their messenger. Once they tried to bribe me by giving me a huge pack of fluff-puffs. That was a nice trick, but I never did grant their wish! However, I received all the gifts no matter what. Wicked me!

Yet I still couldn't imagine how they managed to find my phone number.

"I am not his sister!" I shouted my lungs out as I put down my phone.

"Are you nuts?" I could hear his voice again. This time inside my ROOM!?

Yes. He was standing before my bed. This time annoyed to death.

"N—Natsume! What the heck are you doing here!"

I asked furiously.

"You hadn't locked your door." He answered emotionlessly.

"What? Does that mean I invited you to my room? What if I were naked! Answer me you stupid bastard coconut shell!"

I was overreacting. He knew I yelled for nothing. Besides, that wasn't the first time he had ever entered my room.

Ignoring my words, he stepped forward and jumped up onto my couch and started having a peaceful nap just like he'd always do.

"Oh! How pathetic!" I yelled once again. That wasn't the first time he did that anyways. Hearing my cursing words, he opened his mouth to curse me back.

"Why shout little girl. You couldn't sleep without me till you were 16. Remember? Huh. How funny you looked. Just like a flattened flatworm." Said Natsume. Still with his eyes closed. His lips forming a smirk.

And that! That sounded indeed a curse!

"Oh you IDIOTIC BASTARD!" I shouted out loud. I was shivering by then. I could hear the birds fly away from their nests.

His statement was partially true though. Not that FLATWORM part!

When I was actually a little girl, I couldn't bear the loneliness. Not even for a moment. When momma was out for her night shift, it was Natsume who slept with me. I would climb up to his bed and snuggle into him, tightly closing my eyes. I always wondered why he didn't threw me away. Sometimes he would pat my head especially when it was thundering out there. That was the only nice thing he had done to me in his whole lifetime. How strange. However, in the morning he would start to bully me again. Oh god. Especially saying that I was a 'Flatworm'.

He never took my words into his ears.

Same thing happened this time as well.

He started snoring. Just to show that I was ignored in the scene.

'Natsume no baka!' I thought. This happened always. He won. I lost.

Of course,

I would always lose.

Not extending the conversation, I took my towel and crept into the bathroom. I hadn't even changed my school uniform. Pathetic me.

Before I could step inside, Natsume's hoarse voice started to mumble something.

"Better wash your swollen face before everything. It gives me creeps more than it did before." He said, not looking at me.

I stopped to listen to it and just gave out a sigh. I could say no more.

As I closed the door I saw my reflection from the mirror. How tragic I looked like! Natsume was right. It wasn't me. For the first time I wondered why I cried so hard for someone like Kaname. I had been so stupid. 'Mikan you're a super baka girl!' I hit my head inside my mind.

I took a brief wash and stepped out, wrapped in my towel. Natsume wasn't there for heaven's sake. If he had been there, he'd have smirked at me and said that I was still a flatworm.

I felt refreshed after the bath. Just like a new born baby. As if all my bad memories had been washed away.

It was about 6.00pm then. I put on my so called striped shirt and mini shorts and stepped outside the room, just to see what Natsume was planning to do tonight to annoy me.

I looked for him in the living room and in his so-called dark room but no avail! He wasn't anywhere to be found!

My heart started to beat fast. How could I stay without him! Alone!

"NO WAY!" I could hear my heart scream!

"Ruka-Pyon didn't come here right? Did they leave before I came out from the bathroom?" I asked myself, scared to death by then.

I couldn't even think of staying alone at night! Thanks to the horror stories he used to tell me during the nights we spent together.

I took out my cell phone immediately and dialed Natsume's number.

'He's not taking it! He's not taking ittt!" I cried as no one answered to my phone call.

"Oh you hentaiii! You left me in the midnight!" I screamed, tears forming in my eyes.

"How am I gonna stay without you..." I sniffled heavily as I sat on the couch. I was crying by then. My head bent down.

"Huh. And how could I spend the night without you"

I heard him saying. 'Am I hearing things?' I asked from my mind.

To confirm things out, I raised my head, astonished. No! He was really there! Standing in front of me. As my eyes stopped inside his crimson eyes, I felt my lips forming a stupid grin. Poor me.

"I'm here for you. Don't cry idiot." Natsume said. Wait! He wasn't smirking! He was

Smiling?

'NO WAY! He can't be!' I answered to my own question.

The arrogant Natsume Hyuuga was smiling? No!

That should've been something else.

Thinking of that, my lips formed a capital 'O'.

"Quit it." I heard out of the blue. I immediately put an end to my weird emotions. After a few minutes, I remembered the main point.

"Natsume you baka! You stupid pumpkin-head! You pervert! You-" I couldn't complete my curse. He stopped me in the midway.

"Then I'll leave." He said as my foggy sky formed a rain again.

"Natsume… I want you…" My lips spoke. I couldn't hold them from saying that.

So my friends! Here's the real 3rd chapter! The extended edition! :D

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This's becoming quite interesting right?

I personally love this story! :)

You know what? It's so hard to deal with a lover who's not so open. You won't be able to figure out if he's actually in love with you or not. That's because their love isn't written or spoken. But I see that as the real "guy love". Not all the guys are love birds.

Some prefer to stay without speaking of their love, yet caring for you. That Love is so beautiful yet hard to understand. So deep.

Heheee Don't think much about that. :D

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