The night isn't over yet!?

I was lying in my bed, still thinking nonsense about Natsume, Kaname and all the things that troubled me at the moment. I was so busy with my thoughts that I didn't even realize that it was already midnight and I was still awake. If it weren't for our big old grandfather clock I would've spent the whole night in that dreamy state like a crazy birdie in a coma. It was so dark in my room and I felt my throat running dry as soon as I realized that I was alone in the dark in the midnight. I never had liked the idea of being awake in the midnight ALONE!

I sat up in my bed and turned the bedside lamp on. Then wiped my eyes to clear my sight and checked my phone: something I always did when I felt scared. No messages. "Like always! Duh!" I said to myself as I found my way to the kitchen through its flashlight. There were times when I had wished I had someone to text to, especially when I was feeling terrified and alone. "But who'd text you back in the midnight by the way!" I laughed at my thoughts in that pitch black dark.

Within two or three small minutes, I was inside the kitchen, yawning and rubbing my eyes. I put my phone on the small kitchen table and reached for the freezer in the dark. I opened it and took out a water bottle and slammed the door making a big bad noise. If mom had been there at home that night she would've jumped off her bed and called the police at once.

I emptied half of the bottle, standing, my back turned to the kitchen table. I felt really exhausted, like I'd been running around my bed all night. My knees were hurting like hell so that I took some steps backward and sat down on one of the chairs at the kitchen table.

It felt different. The chair felt different! It was like the cushion had split from the middle in to two. But I didn't care. I was so tired spending a great half of the night awake. I was half asleep, you could say.

So the chair didn't matter till…

….its hands reached for me and grabbed me by my waist!

"W-WHAT THE! OHHHHHH! Help me God!" I screamed like crazy, till I was certain that Natsume would've heard me well. I wanted him to come at once but I started losing hope when I didn't hear anyone stepping down the stairs. Meanwhile the chair was tightening its grip on me and now it won't let me stand up. I wiggled like a fish on the sand and tried to slap away the chair's hands.

"LET ME GO YOU DAMN CHAIR! LET ME GOOO!" I winced in pain; it wasn't like I was actually in pain though. Twisting and chirping, finally I managed to reach out for my phone and dial my mom's number. It was in the speed dial so it wasn't really a game to take the call.

The chair hadn't spoken a word till I took my phone. It was only when I dialed my mom, I could hear my haunted chair's voice.

"What do you think you're doing little bird?" The chair spoke.

I went speechless!

My tears stop in the midway and my fears were replaced by a shot of anger. I felt my Mr. Chair giggling under his breath.

It took me a while to recharge my batteries to shout at him.

"YOU IDIOTIC BOMBHEAD!" I shouted out loud as I slapped his arms away and stood up. He was laughing so loudly by now: for once I thought he'd run out of his breath.

"Natsume you really are a poor, disgusting hentaiii!" I wasn't yet done cursing him. He stood up from the chair, still laughing like a psychopath and closed the gap between us.

"Why? What did I do? It was you who sat on my lap!" He said coming closer and leaning on to my face. "You are heavier than I had imagined! Fat bird!" He added as he took my chin between his fingers.

And at that comment, my fury reached its peak! It was just a few hours earlier I had thought he was becoming nicer. But now it seemed he had gone back to how he had used to be.

"What did you just call me?" I asked as he let out a smirk. I could bear anything but not that! If there was a word I hated to hear the most, it was "FAT"! I could kick his ass right then. I gave him the best death glare I could ever give to anyone and hoped he would've seen it in that darkness.

"A stupid fat bird! Why?" He asked, his body was nearly touching mine. If it weren't for the freezer trapping me in his grip, I could've taught him one good lesson.

One second passed between us and there came the call which saved the day for me. I felt a vibration against my thigh. It was Natsume's phone. "Who calls him in the midnight by the way?" Though I was grateful to the one who called him, I still couldn't help but wonder who that was.

Backing off, Natsume picked it up. I couldn't read his expression in the dark but I was pretty sure he was annoyed. I wondered why he'd even picked it up for he never cared about people who called him except for mom.

"Yeah, Why?" was his usual blunt answer. I could hear a female voice from the other side of the line and I recognized it at once. It was mom.

"Natsume! What's going on? Where's Mikan? What are you two doing over there?" Mom sounded terrified. She spoke without a halt. I could realize what had made her talk like that when I checked my call logs. Mom had answered to my call when I made the call to her earlier and must've listened to all the crazy talk that had gone on between me and Natsume. She must've got it all wrong.

Natsume gave out a sigh and mumbled something about the craziness of women and handed me the phone. I took it, not sure what to tell her.

"Hello momma… I'm alright. It was just that Natsume and I had an accident. I thought he was a thief. That's why I called you. Sorry momma… It was all a mistake…" I said hoping that explanation would calm her down.

"He isn't troubling you, right honey?" Mom asked, concerned.

"Yeah. I mean No… He isn't. He just scared me to death. Like always…"

I answered, wondering why I didn't ruin his record by exaggerating things like I had done before. I could see Natsume was astonished too. But he hid his expression in milliseconds.

"Okay honey… Then go to bed… both of you! Goodnight!" She hung up.

I handed back the phone to Natsume. He grabbed it and put it in his pocket while smirking.

"Good story, little girl." He said, I wasn't sure if he were smiling or smirking then. I just stuck my tongue at him and turned to left the scene when I remembered I still had a question popping in my mind, unanswered. So I turned back to him.

"Why? What now? Wanna play more?" He asked, coolly again.

"Play more? Huh! I wanna ask you something." I replied, concentrating on my subject.

"What?" He asked, blankly this time. I knew it wasn't an important question. But I Just wanted to know what he was doing here at this hour of the night.

"What were you doing here in the midnight? Did you stalk me?" I asked, looking directly at him as if it were the most important question in the whole world.

"Why would I tell you? Are you a cop?" he asked, uninterested.

"I'm just curious." I said, not wanting to give up that sooner.

"Same reason why you came here." He answered and left the scene without another word.

I could hear his footsteps going up the stairs and then the slamming of the door to his room.

I was again left in the lonely darkness.

I didn't want to go back to my room. Maybe I was just too tired… Or maybe actually… I wanted to play more. But Natsume had already gone. So I decided to spend the next few hours of the night on the couch in the living room.

Hiii folks! I've started uploading my story again! Almost after two years I guess! Umm hope you guys aren't mad at me! I had so many changes in my life within those two years so had no chance or mood to continue my story. To put it in to simple words, I'd been a total mess till yesterday! Don't worry… I won't abandon my story again. I will put an end to this. :)

-Awful nightmare-