Chapter 2
Oblivion
By: tangerine kisses
Disclaimer: I could and would not ever own gakuen alice… don't sue…
As
much as I love you yeah..
As
much as I need you
And
I can't stand you
Must
everything you do make me wanna smile
Can
I not like you for awhile? No...
She bit back a gasp as the lift she was occupying shock once more. Her possessions were left scattered on the ground, some of her vital documents lay strewn atop each other.
But that wasn't what her mind was processing by the moment.
She couldn't even worry about her own life, would she get out of the treacherous lift. Her mind seemed to linger on her companions arms secured tightly around her. The crimson eyes he possessed and his unruly locks that tickled her head.
She couldn't seem to get the fact out of her confused mind that this man, that had have been embracing her whole body.
Her whole entity.
Her whole world.
And her whole life.
Appear as if…
RIGHT…
His sudden touches, his whispers, had have been the answer to her prayers.
Her PRAYERS!
He.
Was .
here.
Hyuuga.
Natsume.
'Natsume!'
That man that has been yet betrothed to the celebrated international star.
'Tamayo Akiyama'
The lift gave another shook, before the lights died down completely. It stopped so sudden as it had happened, and somehow. She felt unaware of what has had transpired.
They stood there, arms around each other…
He noticed her copper hair, was longer than it was then. She had somehow grown a foot taller, while as he did too.
He couldn't speak; he could not utter a word for nothing seemed to have reached his once then prolific mind.
Neither one had move, both seemed oblivious to their awkward situation.
The air had come thick, as they dared not move.
You could feel as if a sudden movement would shatter everything in pieces...
Left to be once again forgotten, but long gone would be the light silence.
"Youjo?"
The old nickname brought back memories, memories woven through time and space.
Passed through the air as if it had been once again, resurfaced.
Remembered.
She smelt him.
Felt him.
Saw him.
She savored the warm feeling emitting from him.
The warmth and the convivial affection he had always had.
'He THE Natsume Hyuuga'
Though her heart had protested, she pulled away and looked down. Her gaze away from him, away from the dazzling hue of his crimson eyes.
She felt his gaze, constantly pinning her down. She felt the intensity of his eyes, those blood red pools that made her frail and fragile.
But her heart won't a do.
She decided to just steal a SINGLE glance…
Just a harmless glimpse would hurt a do, wouldn't it?
But as her eyes returned that fleeting glimpse, she suppressed a sudden gasp, her throat seemed to have been strangled, her voice stifled away.
She was left breathless…
Dazzling as he must have been, now he was even more stunning.
He noticed her change too, so long must he have longed to see her again, that he felt his self suddenly so vulnerable.
Her unruly brown locks have lengthened from her shoulders up to her waist, her body grown unnervingly. Her once school garb had been discarded and left along were corporate attires, toffee colored slacks and a mid buttoned chocolate suit.
Her running shoes gone, while as black strapped stilettos had replaced them, she had the same light gloss on her lips that always made him crazy, a light pink blush had decorated her flush cheeks.
He felt as if he missed the old mikan…
The lousy mikan, clad in a short black pleated skirt and a free sailor shirt, with creamy white socks and flat black shoes.
His heart lurched when he remembered her smiles, and her melodious laughter.
He stared at her unflinching face.
Crimson clashed with brown.
"it seems were… stuck, as of now" he stated in a matter of opinion, as he turned his back, and started to press the emergency buttons.
She caught her breath again and slowly released a sigh.
She tilted her head back as she leaned her body on the cold steel wall. She released yet another sigh she had not known she had been holding.
After he had seemed satisfied, toying with the buttons, he reappeared bored.
He stared at her sinking figure, as she slid down the cold marble floor.
"Why are you here?"
'What the hell do you think your doing? Hyuuga?'
He narrowed his eyes, as his gorgeous lips formed into a smirk.
"Imai had me come. She said to deliver the papers for the merge."
"The merge?"
"For the Hyuuga-Akiyama merge. Dimwit."
"Its currently 11 and a half, and for your information. Office closes during 8. Bastard."
"She specifically said, to hand it over to the baka situated in the chairwoman's ward. Idiot."
"…And what does the Imai-conglomerate have to do with YOUR companies merge? Jerk."
" I pity your companies superiority, incase you didn't know, your company's gonna be the main control center for the merge. Since the Hyuuga-Akiyama would neither surrender the mainframes, Imai has decided to surrender hers. 30 of the company's income would be deposited to Imai. Though I doubt that's gonna stay that way. Imai's blackmailing skills are pretty handy. Moron."
"NO WAY!!"
Her eyes flew wide open, shock clearly on her pale face. He took notice of her pale complexion, he was suddenly aware of her sudden thinness. She wasn't as skinny as she had been last time, he was almost so sure that she had not been eating properly, but he had dismissed the thought.
Maybe it was the baka watching her waistline.
"You seemed surprised? Polka."
"I'll bet you PLANNED for that to happen! Didn't you?!"
"What do you mean I PLANNED those? Why don't you ask your best friend what she did to convince my father?!"
"Don't blame Hotaru for you EVIL schemes!!?"
"I'm not blaming anybody! You loud mouthed woman!"
"I'm NOT a Loud mouthed Woman!!! Pervert!"
"Yeah! Could've fooled me! Polka."
"Don't. call. Me. Polka!."
"Why? Did you change your underwear now? Huh? polka?"
"Arghh!!!! KIKITAKUNAI!!!!!! (I don't want to hear you!)"
"Hah! I'll bet your still wearing your ichigo-pants'!"
"YOU BLOODY PERVERT!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!"
She tackled him to the ground, her hand pinned his arm.
While the other one smashed him continuously on the chest, her fist fisted around.
"OI! Youjo! Yamete! Ow! Yamete!"
"YOU! –smack- BAKA! –smack- AFTER! –smack- I –smack- CONSTANTLY! –smack- THOUGHT! –smack- ABOUT! –smack- YOU!..."
Her eyes widened, as her words slowly sank in.
No way in hell had she just unconsciously yelled that!?!
'kyaaahhhhhhhhh!!!"
She stood up and sank down the corner of the lift, her brown locks messily cascaded down her hair, and yet she looked wonderful.
She shook her head repeatedly, her mouth muttering words as if casting a spell.
'Iya-desu! Iyada!! Iyada!!'
Silence reined, the air filled tension seemed to increase rapidly.
He also stood up, his unruly locks messed up and down. He brushed his shirt with a slight motion of his hands.
He stood straight, and leaned down the opposite corner from her.
'did he just hear her right?'
"so… youjo? You miss me now?"
He breathed, his voice rough on the edges. His slightly long locks covered his crimson pools, the unrelieved truth enclosed and sheltered by.
He stood by the cold wall, that stance he so often stood.
He looked striking.
'dammit, damn you hyuuga'
A grumbling sound sliced the tension, when the lift had suddenly shook from a long time.
She suddenly stood, and grabbed the railing by the wall.
The orange lights blinked, from button to button. He seemed equally surprised. He stood so, and began to press the orange emergency buttons.
Slowly the light blinked.
Once.
Twice.
So abrupt it stopped and lit. Her face lit by too, she felt relief while as he gradually released a sigh.
She crouched by the cold marble floor.
Gathering her scattered things, the documents that had been left forgotten for the past few minutes, she gathered as much as she could, before he helped her.
He collected his belongings, as she did.
For a minute the fingers brushed against each other, and she stopped abruptly.
For a second they stared at each other before the passage way opened.
"Aanoo… saaa…"
A brown haired man in a blue uniform stood by the door way, he had his cap on. Still shocked and anxious, he was just informed that the chairwoman had been trapped in the lift for 3 hours or so. And he quickly went to work, terrified he might lose his job.
But before he could explain himself, a brunette passed by him hurriedly away. He was so shocked that he stood there unmoving.
"Sumimasen…" a cold voice announced, he almost jumped out of his wits when he heard the voice. Terrified he looked back, and saw tall guy, with a disheveled appearance, and the most striking crimson eyes.
"ahhh…..nooo…."
He walked passed him without another word said. He noticed a pink cloth stuck by the railings of the wall.
"Sumimasen! Ano! Ojoo-chan? Is this yours?"
Natsume turned back round, the man held a pink cloth that somewhat looked like a scarf. he slowly neared him, and he had a back-glance as he remembered polka wearing the same cloth around her neck.
He retrieved the pink scarf and muttered thanks.
Silently reprimanding polka about keeping their stuff always checked.
He rushed to the parking lot through the revolving doors, the cold wind colliding on his face like knives. But as he turned right he saw a white cooper zoom away through the busy city.
He stared at the pink scarf and saw a small mark by the end, he reckoned the mark. But suddenly he had a flashback when he left an identical scarf by polka's fire place.
A smile slowly crept to his face.
The night sky sparkled with thousands of stars, bright and mystical.
He stood by the lone street, his unruly hair bellowing with the cold gush of the wind.
He clutched the pink cloth near his heart and whispered a silent whisper.
"I miss you too… youjo…"
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Ja
Tangerine kisses