So, I'm trying to update as much as possible because on June 14th, I won't be able to for a month. My best friend is in England this summer and I'm flying to go and visit her before school starts back up. Sorry, if you're completely devastated (though you're probably not), but I'll try to write a lot before I leave. Thanks if you read my whole explanation! If not, oh well.
"C-Come in!" Mikan called out. The door opened and she heard footsteps across her room. She turned to face her guest, a strangled sound leaving her throat as she saw who it was.
"Hey, Polka. Are you choking on a hairband, or what?" Natsume replied.
"N-N-Natsume!" She gasped in astonishment. Was she still dreaming? No, she very well remembered waking up. A dream within a dream maybe? She gulped. "What do you want?"
"To get Hotaru's notes." He replied, and then elaborated at her questioning look, "She asked Ruka, because she didn't feel like dealing with you so early in the morning, but he forgot that he had to turn an assignment in to a teacher, so he asked me to come and pick it up. Thus, here I am. Where are notes?"
"I'll get them." She replied curtly, heading for her school bag. Mikan couldn't help the sigh of relief- and disappointment- that escaped her mouth.
"Why so sad?" Natsume breathed in the brunette's ear. She jumped in shock.
"Don't do that!" She exclaimed, her face flushing in quite an embarrassing way.
Natsume just laughed before taking Hotaru's notes and walking towards the door. "See ya."
"Bye…" Mikan replied as the door shut. She turned and flopped face down on her bed. What had she expected? Nothing from her weird, twisted dreams would actually come true.
Rolling over and propping herself up on her arm, Mikan let another sigh out. Time to head out. she thought, jumping up, grabbing her bag, and dashing out the door.
"Hoooootaru!" Mikan cried out as she flung open the door to their classroom.
BAKA! Hotaru fired, with perfect aim as always, her BAKA! Gun at Mikan's head. The poor brunette still hadn't learn to duck, and was flung backwards as she was hit.
"Hotaru…" Mikan whimpered as she took her seat next to her violent best friend. Just moments after Mikan sat down, Natsume entered the classroom.
Natsume's eyes swept around the room, finally landing on his target-Mikan. He almost- almost- gave in that morning. It put such strain on him, being in the room of the love of his life- not that she would ever know.
He held back a sigh as he sat down in his normal desk, just behind Mikan and Hotaru. For Natsume, however, it wasn't close enough to the brunette that captured his attention.
The lessons passed in a blur. Mikan got mediocre test scores, as always. She couldn't believe it was already the end of the term.
Mikan ignored thee idle chatter around her as she pulled her coat over her shoulders and walked outside and into the snow. Feeling a bit bored, she went for a walk around the school grounds.
Passing the elementary school grounds, she had to duck at least ten times to avoid being hit by the snowballs flying around. She kept walking until she made it to the gate, and to the massive tree just next to it. She stared up at the bare branches, remembering all the times she'd seen Natsume in it.
After she had cleared off a patch of snow, Mikan sat down beneath the tree and leaned back, closing her eyes. She hadn't gotten any good sleep because of the dreams, and she was tired. Before she realized it, Mikan had fallen asleep against the tree.
Natsume was escaping from all of the stupid girls asking him to go to central town with them. He jogged out to his favorite tree, where he knew that it was far enough away for him to be undisturbed.
Happily rounding the corner, Natsume froze as he saw his tree. Because, not only was the tree completely bare –he guessed he should have realized that- but Mikan was sleeping beneath it.
He walked over, trying to make sure he wasn't just dreaming. Noticing her shivering, Natsume sat down next her, unwrapping his scarf from around his next and rewrapping it around
Mikan's.
He breathed out slowly, running a hand through his hair. "Why do you do this to me, baka. Don't you realize that people might take advantage of you?"
And with that, he pressed his lips ever so softly against hers.
Mikan dreamt she was in the middle of a snowstorm, when suddenly everything around her turned into a desert. Strangely, though, it wasn't as hot as she thought a desert would be. It was almost comfortable.
In her dream, she walked through the sand, eventually coming upon an oasis. At the oasis, she stripped down and jumped into the warm water, swimming in delight. On the shore, she saw two lawn chairs, one with a towel, which she used to dry herself off seconds later. She laid back in the chair, when suddenly Natsume arrived, settling down in the one next to her. She faced him, smiling. Strangely, he returned it.
As Mikan settled back, she heard Natsume get up and walk over to her chair. She looked up at him, a question in her gaze.
Mikan didn't move as Natsume leaned dawn and kissed her. In reality and in her dream, she gently moved her lips against Natsume's.
Natsume pulled away after a few seconds, finding Mikan's eyes just barely open.
"Na… Natsume?" She said with a quiet, sleepy voice. Still half asleep, Mikan snuggled into the warmth, her nose turned away from the biting wind.
Natsume wrapped his arms around her, trying to warm her up for a while. Eventually, Mikan came to her sense and shot up into a standing position.
"Th-Thanks. For the scarf, I mean."
"Yeah, sure." He said, his words slightly tinged with sarcasm. "Here, give me your hand. I'll warm it up for you." Not waiting for a reply, Natsume grabbed her hand and held it in his own before he stuffed them both in his coat pocket.
Mikan blushed and looked down, hiding her face in Natsume's scarf. She breathed in deeply, smiling slightly at the scent of Natsume on the scarf.
As they walked back hand in hand, they saw no one else outside. They walked in silence to their rooms, just down the hall from each other.
Outside Mikan's door, Natsume leaned in and kissed her again. While the girl hadn't expected the kiss, she accepted it warmly.
Mikan leaned into Natsume, pulling him down by the lapels on his coat, standing on her tip-toes to be closer to him.
"Hahahha yeah that was great! I'm so glad we get a break from school!" Natsume and Mikan jumped apart at the sound of voices coming down the hall.
Mikan, coming to sudden decision, pulled the door to her room open, grabbing Natsume's hand and pulling him inside.
As soon as they were in the room, they continued into a heated kiss, Natsume pushing Mikan against the door. He trailed his kisses down her jawline and neck, biting slightly.
Mikan moaned loudly at Natsume's ministrations. She twined her hands in his soft hair, urging him on.
Natsume was tugging at her blouse, trying to get it off, when they heard a knock on the door.
Hahahha I did it again! You might just hate me now, but that's ok because I love myself enough for the world. Please continue to read my stories, and don't forget to R&R!
~Ko