hey minna~ here's chapter 2~!
p.s.: i don't own gakuen alice! hahaha :)
Chapter 2: back to school!
"oi oi! Mikan! Wake up!" an old man banged on the door for the tenth time. "oi oi! BAKA MIKAN!"
No answer.
"MIKAAN!- what the-" someone shoved the old man aside.
"move." Came a monotone female voice. "let me handle this." She then got a cannon from nowhere and targeted it at the door. "stand back. And cover your ears." She ordered ojii chan, who in turn, just sighed and went downstairs, like this is the new definition of normal for him.
BAKA BAKA BAKA
Nothing happened until the raven haired girl touched the door with her finger.
CRASH
The door instantly gave away and fell on the floor.
"oi mikan." She stepped inside the black and pink room.
No response.
"*sigh* good, we still have time." she looked at her watch, then at the brunette sleeping on the white bed. She then targeted a gun at the sleeping brunette.
BAKA BAKA BAKA
"itai! GOD THAT HURTS!" the girl complained angrily.
"what the hell hotaru?" she exclaimed as she looked at her calm bestfriend. The latter just rolled her amethyst eyes on mikan and looked at her watch.
"we'll be late. You have five minutes to get ready. If you're not done, I'll leave you." she said as she stepped on the broken door and went downstairs.
"what happened to my door!-" mikan gasped.
"four minutes." Hotaru called out.
"fine fine!" mikan groaned, messing up her long, wavy brunette hair while her hazel chocolate eyes showed irritation and panic. She quickly stripped off her clothes and went to the bathroom.
After 3 minutes…
"done!" she said to herself as she left the bathroom and wore her white blouse under her formal, black jacket with ckeckered blue trims and the school seal on the upper right breast pocket , blue checkered skirt, black knee high socks, and black doll shoes.
ZOOOOM
A black and blue blur rushed down the stairs and raced directly to the kitchen, where chocolate and strawberry pancakes await her.
"mikan hurry up." Hotaru sighed indifferently and sat down the small, comfortable couch and turned on the flat screen tv .
-true my fellow citizens! Natsume hyuuga, the famous son of the owners of flaming red co. and the mr. Oh-so- hot in all of Asia just arrived here in Japan last Saturday! Shocking, isn't it? The young lad said that he would like to finish his studies here in his homeland and would like to get to know Japan also, since he lived most of his life in the states. What a good model he is, yes? Now, as for the school he'll be attending-
"mikan. Let's go. Time's up." Hotaru turned off the tv with a glare.
"fine. Wait." mikan told hotaru. "jii chaaan! We're leaving!" she called out.
"wait!" her jii chan ran to the living room.
"h-huh?"
"won't *pant* you give *pant* your jii chan *pant* a goodbye hug?" her jii chan plopped down the couch.
"o-oh. Okay." Mikan smiled and gave in to her jii chan's wishes.
"you take care, mikan. And don't forget to visit me okay?" jii chan threatened her softly. "or else…"
"okay okay. Chill! I will" mikan nervously laughed and then bid her grandfather goodbye.
"hotaru? Oi hota- there you are!" and then, a sleek black car welcomed her sight. "woah. Nice!" then she began touching the hood.
BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA BAKA
"oi oi oi! Hey! What was that for?" mikan groaned in pain as she stood up.
"no one. I repeat. No one is allowed to touch her. One scratch, you're dead. Got it?" hotaru glared at her sceptically.
"fine." Mikan sighed as she slid inside the car beside hotaru. "just to get away from that freakin' gun."
Hotaru then revved up the engine and started driving. It was a quiet drive, until..
"HOTARU! FUDGE!"
'there goes the silence.' Hotaru thought to herself.
"WHAT ABOUT OUR THINGS? AREN'T WE SUPPOSED TO USE THE DORMS NOW?" she panicked while hotaru tried to calm herself and took a deep breath.
"baka. Didn't you notice your empty room? Except for your bag and uniform?" hotaru ignored her question and asked instead. she counted in her head, just for amusement. 'three... two... and... one...'
"o-oh…. Oh yeah…" mikan's eyes lit up and she laughed at herself. "gomen! I wouldn't have notice it until you mentioned my almost empty room!" she then smiled apologetically. Hotaru just looked at her and sighed.
"don't have to say sorry. I'm used to your ignorance." Hotaru smirked.
"hey! I am not!" mikan retorted. "I'm just naturally slow that's all!" she puffed her cheeks.
"hn. Okay." Hotaru said, just to end the conversation.
"hey hotaru," mikan started as she sat Indian style in her seat. "any news from the academy?"
"hm… someone will enter th-"
"will we be having the same classes as sumi, noko and anna?" mikan's eyes twinkled. "I miss them already!"
'this isn't the right time. I have to tell them first.' Hotaru thought. 'besides, she doesn't know him yet.'
"I got that all planned." Hotaru grinned mischievously.
"okay?" mikan sighed impatiently. "are we there yet?"
"…"
"earth to hotaru..?"
"…"
"hotaru?"
"…"
"hotaruuuuuu~" mikan tried poking her cheek.
BAKA
"don't disturb me. I'm thinking." Hotaru narrowed her eyes on mikan as she pocketed her mini baka gun.
"itai… fudge…" mikan rubbed her sore head as she just sat there, trying her best to be quiet.
Meanwhile…
"are you ready?" a blonde "prince" asked his best friend. The latter just snorted in reply.
"okay then? Here we are. I think..?" the prince said and asked the chauffeur. "sir, but are we here already?"
"yes we are, nogi sama. Would master like to leave the limo already?" their chauffeur asked politely as the prince smiled with a soft gleam in his azure eyes.
"no thanks, natsume and I would like to stay here for the meantime. And please, just call me by my first name, okay?"
"b-but nogi sama! It's the proper way of-"
"please. I insist." He smiled again.
"h-hai. R-ruka san." The chauffeur blushed and parked at the corner across the academy.
"that'll do!" ruka then turned to his friend, who seems to be emitting an uneasy aura around him.
"uh… natsume, try to loosen up, will yah?"
"they're lying."
"n-nani?"
"*sigh* she's dead. D. e. a. d." natsume stressed out the word as he ripped his headphones off.
"don't tell me you've given up?" ruka sat back and smirked. 'here we go again.'
"it's not like that! it's j-just…" natsume stopped short. "it's just…"
Ruka, knowing what he was about to say, just nodded and smiled sympathetically.
"I know. It's okay." 'come to think of it… natsume's right. It was all over the news… iica chan has been dead 12 years ago! Maybe aunt and uncle really are lying…' then he saw a black car pull up in front of the gate.
But who cares right? It's just a plain black car.
'well, it's decided.'
"hey… you thinking what I'm thinking?" ruka asked natsume while he smiled. Natsume just glanced at him and smirked.
"hn."
"chauffeur sa-"
"call me keio yoshita."
"okay. Yoshita san, please drive to the airport immedia-"
"WAIT! JUST WAIT!" natsume suddenly bursted out loud and quickly took a scarf then opened the door.
No wait, that's an understatement.
He almost ripped the door apart.
"NATSUME!" ruka stepped out from the limo and followed the running natsume with his gaze.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING? CLASS DOESN'T START UNTIL EIGHT!" ruka reminded him.
"I'LL BE BACK! JUST STAY THERE!" natsume shouted back as he rounded the corner.
"*sigh* but it's only seven.. why is he so eager to…" ruka just sighed again and got in the limo.
"uh.. ruka san, if I may just ask… what's wrong with natsume san?"
"I don't know really….." ruka then suddenly laughed. "we'll see later. Don't worry! Don't worry! He'll be okay!" he took his headphones out from his bag and listened to music.
"this'll be a blast." He grinned.
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