A/N: I got... one review.

From a very kind Ms "Hamendeggrock". (Please correct me if I've misspelled your name.

It made me sad. :'( ← see?

But then I decided.. I can survive off one review. Screw all the rest.

Here's the second chapter, for my one loyal reader. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice or "Nothing".

P.S: I am re-reading all of Gakuen Alice because last time I stopped around when they go to rescue Aoi, so please no spoilers beyond that point.

By the way, I just read the part where Persona says his name is 'Serio'.

I laughed.

Why?

'Serio' is Spanish for "Serious man".

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"Come down already!"

"There's no point."

It went like this back and forth ever since the whole class gathered around the Cherry Blossom tree that evening, and after 45 minutes of yelling and arguing (at him and among ourselves) tempers began running short.

"This is getting ridiculous!" Permy AKA Sumire Shouda snarled, (Who, by the way, I think you should know was obsessed with Hyuuga and Nogi), and I could see her finally making up her mind as she rubbed her temples and activated her canine/feline Alice. She jumped the tree and began climbing in such a way that I had to try to stifle my laughter.. then again, I didn't try very hard.

I stopped laughing of course when I heard Permy screech like a banshee when a ring of fire burst suddenly from where she was about to climb, retracting her now burned fingers so fast that she almost fell. Kitsuneme looked for a moment like he wanted to try his floating fate with the pyromaniac before deciding that he wouldn't look so good with all the hair on his head singed off.

Natsume leaned forward on his branch to get a better look at us. "You know why there is no point?" he drawled out lazily.

"Oh, yes, please grace us with your wisdom we've so long waited for." Misaki-Sempai called sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"Because there is no point to anything. Especially as an Alice. Normal humans live a boring life of a 100-some years maximum, wherein they learn, work, marry, reproduce, divorce, die, and repeat the process day after day. Between all this, the average human really only gets 9 years to live. Alices don't even have to make the extra effort to find out what to do with their lives, since having these powers means we get used for whatever power we were born with, used and used until they suck us dry, and then we die too, and for what? For nothing. So why not really do nothing for the rest of your time, like sit up in a tree?"

With that, he leaned back, looking content with his explanation. None of us had anything to say to this. I had never everheard Hyuuga speak that much. At least not all at once. I didn't realize that I never really even had a good idea of what his voice sounded like until just now. It wasn't bad. For a 13-year-old.

"You're wrong." Pretty-eyed Kaname Sonoh spoke though the growing silence of our group. Kaname-Sempai would think him wrong, since it was rare to see poor Kaname at all since he was always sick, literally giving his life to his toys, as was his Alice. Kaname would think that his time was precious and meaningful, since he had so little of it.

But Kaname-Sempai's words roused us and we all began to chorus, "Yeah, you're wrong!" again and again, even though none of us had a fancy, long-winded explanation as to why.

Natsume shook his head. "Hey, Polka Dots," he addressed me by an embarrassing nickname about an even more embarrassing memory of a panties-related incident that he'd never let me live down.

"Mikan. I am Mikan!" I yelled. He ignored me, duh.

"-You have the nullification Alice."

I waited for him to continue. "What's your point?" I said, even if I didn't want to know his point.

"My point is that your nullification Alice only contains value in the vicinity of the school. You know. Wherever there are Alices. Once you graduate and are back in the world out there, your Alice has no value whatsoever. You might as well not be an Alice. And Hoshio, aren't you losing your Alice? You and Polka Dots will be living like normal humans in no time." Another slightly long explanation.

My face burned and a strange rage grew in the pit of my stomach. I looked to Hoshio's masked face and could feel the dumbfounded fury was mutual at Hyuuga's words. Before I knew what I was doing, I picked up a rock and flung it as high into the tree a I could.

"Shut up!" I screamed, the rock hitting a branch three below Hyuuga. Suddenly everyone was picking up stones and flinging them up at Hyuuga along with their insults and cries of "Just shut up!"

He dodged them gracefully. "You can't handle the truth!" He yelled triumphantly.

Finally, one rock hit home. With a grunt he toppled backwards into bushier parts of the tree we couldn't see, no doubt holding on for dear life somewhere in there. Surprisingly, we all turned to find that the stone was cast by none other than Ruka Nogi, of all people.

"Natsume.. just come down." There was little guilt in his tone, drowned out by determination.

He was answered with silence. We heard a muffled 'thump' of feet landing on the ground, followed by the shuffling crunch of running on leaves.

We all breathed a sigh of relief, and with some well-deserved pats on the back, began to head back to our rooms.

We'd won.

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So why didn't it feel like we had?

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Because we didn't.

I found this out while lying on the floor of my two-star room, when there was a knock on my window. It was Kitsuneme and Hotaru.

"Natsume's back in the tree, and I think we have another plan to prove him wrong!" Kitsuneme announced excitedly, like it was a brilliant idea to provoke Hyuuga.

"Meet us at the shed of Mr. Bear's cabin in the Northern Woods at 1800 hours." Hotaru commanded in monotone. I was surprised to see her there. Not only because she's usually so neutral about everything, but..

"...I live on the second floor." Was all I could say. "I mean, I understand how Kitsuneme's here, but I thought you said your flying duck machine needed repairing because it only got a couple feet off the ground."

With a flip of her beautiful long black hair, Hotaru pointed below her. I leaned out my window to see a struggling Ruka on a flying duck machine, supporting Hotaru's weight on his shoulders.

"Oh.. uhm, hi, Ruka-Pyon!.." I chirped awkwardly, and he seemed unable to reply much than a grunt of acknowledgment.

Hotaru took out a whip and snapped it almost in Ruka's face, yelling "Mush!" like he was a dog pulling a sled, and they sped away.

I sighed and began to count 12 backwards from 1800 while rummaging for something to wear. Hyuuga was becoming troublesome.

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I know, I know, you didn't read wrong- Hotaru, with long hair? But bear with me, I've got my reasons.

I finally figured that I don't write for the reviews, but for the sake of writing, when all my 3-day-vacation was spent thinking of what to write next for this chapter. :)

(Don't get me wrong, constructive feedback is still very much necessary.)

So get to it.

P.S: I won't be writing the next 6 days or so because I'm going as a volunteer on a Medical Mission to Mindo, Ecuador, so I apologize for the lack of updates.. my one reviewer.

~Yasu