08. The sleepy afternoon

He turned to leave as Mikan unknowingly touched his hand which was currently near the edge of her bed. He was startled and felt a sudden outburst of emotions pressing his mind not to leave her that soon.

Natsume stopped at once, kneeling down beside her petite sleeping figure. He looked at her tightly closed eyes as his other hand automatically reached for her hair which he caressed smoothly and softly. He could hear her heavy breathing; she was almost snorting. Then he noticed the sweat on her face and neck, proving how that summer had been a hard time for people. She was twitching from side to side by now, slightly whimpering. Natsume knew what the reason was. Besides, who'd sleep well when it was too damn hot out there?

Natsume bent down. He knew she was never gonna like what he did next. But he had to help her. She was suffering, wasn't she?

As he removed his hand from her grip, she didn't move. He was happy about that. "She's never gonna like this." He thought as his hands reached for the buttons of her shirt. He unbuttoned the first three buttons and released her neck from the firm grip of the collar. He could swear that he had no dirty mind when he did that, but couldn't hold his eyes from staring at her snow white chest which was now breathing nicely in the air. He always had the habit of teasing her, peeking at her undies, but this time it felt different. He didn't feel like teasing her at all. Besides, that view itself had already teased him.

You could say, Natsume's whole body was aching for her now.

They had been living under one roof for years now. Yet Natsume had never had the chance to give her even a single peck. Of course, he had performed many mischievous things on her, yet no. Never had he kissed her.

One reason for that, was his mom. He knew how she adored Mikan like her own daughter. In her eyes Natsume and Mikan were, siblings. Therefore, he didn't want to hurt her by doing something illicit like kissing Mikan. He had to play the role of a brother, though he liked it or not.

He would've been happy to be a brother to anyone, but Mikan. Ever since she was brought to this house, Natsume couldn't think of anything, but her safety. Her safety from other guys!

But how long could he keep her to himself like this? There was no way they were gonna end up together.

Though he could figure things out with his mom, he knew, Mikan had her own dreams.

Natsume was sunk in a sea of thoughts when Mrs. Hyuuga walked in, not noticing Natsume who was currently kneeling beside Mikan's bed. Hearing her footsteps, Natsume put an end to his dream and stood up hurriedly, pretending he had just come in. At the end, Kaoru noticed Natsume had turned to leave the room in a hurry. She smiled at his always calm face, surprised.

"Whoa! I didn't even see you! Were you here all the time?" She asked, smiling. She didn't notice anything different in her son's eyes. If only she had seen Mikan's wide open shirt!

"No. She had forgotten her phone in the car." He said, blankly, not even looking at the person who he was talking to. Hearing that, Kaoru smiled again, looking at Mikan who was sleeping soundly in her rose pink bed. Natsume wondered why she still hadn't noticed her unbuttoned shirt.

"I wonder why she's sleeping like this today. I don't think she'd get up even by dinner." She said as a little dark cloud covered her bright crimson orbs. Mother and son, both shared the same eyes. And needless to say, same love for Mikan.

Giving her a little nod, Natsume walked out of the door.

"Turn on the fan. Looks like that idiot is sweating." Natsume said out loud as he climbed the stairs to his room. Mikan's room was downstairs while Natsume had his special "dark" room upstairs, which their mom had thought would be better, 'cause they always quarreled whenever they were close to each other.

Hearing what he had said, Kaoru looked at her baby girl, it was only then she noticed that her top was pulled open. But she didn't care who did that to her. Probably, she must've thought that Mikan herself had unbuttoned her shirt while lying unconscious.

So she simply turned on the fan and went to her baby girl who was pouting at the ceiling with her eyes tightly shut. She smiled at her and put away her blanket, letting her body breathe some more in the fresh air.

Then she loosened her clothes in the proper way and planted a gentle kiss on her temple, sighing in relief. Then she left the room closing the door behind her, slowly.


Natsume woke up with a shock when his mother started to bang on his door, calling out for him loudly. The comic book he had on his face, fell onto the ground with a thud as Natsume sat on the edge of his bed, annoyed.

"Yeah." He answered, annoyed to death. He hated it when people awoke him from his peaceful deep slumbers.

"Ruka and Koko are here." She said as Natsume slowly put on a shirt and put an end to his half naked situation.

"Hn." He didn't forget to give his usual reply before his mom left his door.

Within two minutes, he was in the living room, sitting on the couch, facing Ruka and Koko, who were looking at him as if they had never seen him before.

"Why?" Natsume asked in his most serious tone. He was always serious especially after a brief nap. Ruka kept silent as Koko jumped forward to answer Natsume's question, running his hand through his already messy blonde hair.

"Natsume-kun! It's… umm I mean there's… there's a party tonight!" Koko said, stammering, knowing that Natsume was not gonna like to hear who was throwing the party.

"Uh?" Natsume said as he looked at Ruka who ignored his gaze and looked at Koko, wanting him to give the answer. Koko didn't want Natsume to eat his brains, so he looked back at Ruka, passing the question to him again. Natsume was pissed off by now.

"Whose party is it? Ruka?" Natsume asked, catching Ruka off-guard this time.

Having heard his question, Ruka started stammering too. Unlike Koko, stammering had always been a habit of Ruka.

"Na-Natsume… You… can stay at home if you don't wanna attend… That won't matter at all… I just wanted… wanted to know if you're going. I won't go if you aren't -" Ruka was cut off by Natsume's annoyed voice.

"To the point Ruka." Natsume said, forcing Ruka to spill the core of it.

Ruka's throat dried away as he heard Natsume's sharp order. Meanwhile, Koko was preparing his ears to hold the rage of Natsume which was to come next.

"It's… It's a surprise party. Umm… I never wished to go there… but… you know… Imai… She blackmailed-" Ruka was again cut off.

"I don't care if it's a surprise or a shock! Just tell me which idiot's party is it!" was Natsume's remark.

"It's that… Tsubasa's… b'day today." Ruka said, wishing that won't drive him mad.

Koko was calculating when exactly that bomb release was gonna be. Both Ruka and Koko were counting…

3

2

1

? No! Nothing happened.

"I won't come." Said Natsume in a calmer tone, his eyes were shut. Ruka was happy about his reaction but not about his answer.

"But… Natsume… Imai…" Ruka said, blushing this time. Seeing him blush, Koko couldn't keep quiet anymore.

"Natsume-kun… How could you ignore your Best buddy's needs? He's been waiting for this chance, fingers crossed!" Koko said, smiling sheepishly.

Hearing that, Ruka blushed even more. His feelings for Hotaru had never been a secret to Natsume, but how could he let someone speak them out loud in public!

"You can go without me." Natsume said, concerned this time, still keeping his eyes shut.

"But Natsume…" Ruka said as Natsume ignored him and stood up to leave the scene.

"These two are like love birds! Why Ruka just can't exist without him." Koko thought as he looked at disappointed Ruka.

Natsume was slowly moving towards the stairs, as he heard Ruka's shocked voice, calling out for Mikan.

"Sa-Sakura!" Ruka was visibly shocked to see Mikan walk into the living room where two guys were seated, their mouths forming big capital 'O's.

She was rubbing her eyes, yawning. Her clothes all loose which was the reason why those guys were shocked to death. Koko was grinning while Ruka blushed once again. This time, deep red!

Hearing Ruka calling out her name, Mikan was restored to consciousness.

"Ruka-Pyon! Koko-kun!" She said cutely, two seconds before she realized her situation. Before she could even realize if it was a dream or real, Natsume had reproached to the scene, pushing her back towards her room, covering the view with his body.

"Whoa!" Koko said, still with his scornful grin. "Natsume-kun is definitely a lucky guy!" He added as he looked at the retreating figures at a distance.


"What the heck was that?" Natsume asked as he stuffed half naked Mikan back in the room. Mikan was nearly crying by now.

"I didn't know they were here." Mikan said, half crying, her teary eyes looking into Natsume's angry crimson ones.

"Listen you idiot! You're living here with a guy. His friends would come over anytime! So don't dare step into the living area with your things wide open!" Natsume yelled as he held Mikan's hand tightly, making her burst into some more tears.

"I didn't know…" That was all she could say. Hearing that, Natsume dropped her hand and left the room, slamming the door behind him. He was angry like when he had beaten Serio for torturing Mikan and stealing her shirt.

Hearing that big slamming of the door, Kaoru came running into the scene, only to see a very angry Natsume stomping towards the stairs. Feeling Kaoru's presence behind him, Natsume stopped, his back turned to her.

"Ask your daughter not to walk around naked at least when other guys are here."

Natsume said and left the stage at once, not wanting to play more.

He was upset. He would always be when other guys involved with Mikan.


Mikan was sobbing in her bed, her cries muffled by the pillow. She always felt really bad when Natsume raged on her. She didn't know why he was so concerned about that little instance. Ruka and Koko weren't total strangers after all. They must've realized that it was an accident.

"Idiot!" She thought as she wiped her tears and turned to face the ceiling.

She had been staring at the ceiling for three minutes when her dream world was scattered into pieces by her phone which started to vibrate under her head. It made her jump off the bed and stand straight beside her bed.

She picked it up, wiping her runny nose with her collar. It was Hotaru.

"Yeah. Hotaru…" She said before Hotaru started to go through her list of information.

"It's that Tsubasa's b'day today." Hotaru said flatly, making Mikan's heat stop beating.

"OMG! How could I forget! Oooooooh! Tsubasa senpaiii! He's gonna kill meee!"

Mikan was screaming so that Hotaru had to keep her phone in a safe distance.

"No need to yell baka! No one has wished him yet. Misaki senpai's throwing a surprise party for him. You can bring your stupid wish there." Hotaru said, emotionlessly as ever.

"Whoa! Where?" Mikan asked, totally forgetting what had happened earlier in the day.

"At Misaki senpai's." was Hotaru's answer. "If Natsume isn't gonna take you there, come ON TIME to leave with me! I'm leaving home at 6.30. With you or without you." She said and hung up before Mikan could make any reply.

"Duh… Okay Hotaru…" Mikan said, knowing that Hotaru had already hung up. She looked at the clock dreamily and got goose bumps in milliseconds.

"OMG! How am I gonna make it! It's already 5.00!" She cried as she flew into the bathroom, making mind maps about what she was gonna wear and what to give Tsubasa senpai as a gift.


Hi there my loving readers!

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