Billion Dollar Bride
Warning: This chapter contains the Following:
Nerd-talk
Super nerd-talk
A giant wall text of details
and otaku insanity
Chapter 5
She sat there in Starbucks, a frown clear on her face. The coffee just wasn't working today. Nothing could; could it?
Ok maybe it wasn't true; after all, the trip was somewhat fun and her iPod was helping tons.
Even so, Mikan really wanted to go home.
Today's event: "Shopping Spree"
Why? She had a vague idea but even so she was done; ready to go.
With only $10,000 (Somehow; despite the setting being Japan; Snowie-chan neglected the use of yen and decided American dollars) Mikan spent half of it on her game cards, and amazingly she only bought nexon cards. (omg its called Google!), $100 dollars towards makeup and 100 on clothes (gasp?). Some other portion went to electronics, manga, and another 100 on accessories.
Although there was a good… maybe…$500 dollars left, she put it to debate. Manga? Or games? This wasn't a "half and half" deal. You can't buy volume 7 and neglect 8 to get a new Mario game! No, can't work like that! Yet somehow Mikan wondered if it really was a "one or the other" deal too. She decided, it was neither- the leftover money can be for dinner. (Psh, you were thinking charity? She did that last month!)
She sat on one of the high stools, her coffee near her. Her chocolate eyes blurred by glasses, rectangular for you information, and her long hair in a low pony tail. She had a simple white skirt with a white blouse and white purse; and her shoes? Well, they were silver but close enough. Her lovely rose pendant hung around her neck. There also was the laptop from last night's limo; it was a gift- apparently.
Last night…
She didn't want to think of it….
Ok, she did. It was ok, she didn't sleep in his bed, and he didn't bother her…much. Last night is the reason she was so cranky today though, it was worth it. Who could say no to a Peaca int. with a party of only 5! It. Was. Hell. But worth staying up 'til 5 AM only to be awoken by the devil at 7, two hours of sleep is all she got. But again! Worth it; after all she got some pretty rare items from inside there… AND was the first on the entire server to enter the new dungeon! Not to mention the EXP- so heavenly! Sure it took a number of hours but it was a blast.
Being dragged to this event, not as worth it- she decided and crinkled her nose to her research:
Figuring out the star system
No, she had no interest at ALL about the scientific and logical ways people got their ranks. She really judged it by her Mikan-sense. (lol)
Single star- A single day or night would be enough (before it gets crazy)
Double star- Double the size and attitude.
Triple star- Well, triple would triple his spending
And finally Special star… ah, she had no clue- being the ONLY special star. And what, people couldn't pass reading four stars? She must be special for throwing a shoe at Natsu- err… no. Hyuuga, then…
"There you are." The unmistakable irritated voice called out, giving her a slight chill.
"Oh, you went out of your way to find little ole me?" she asked with sarcasm
"Why yes, I'm so glad I found you." He replied sarcastically as well.
"Great. Is this event over yet?" She took a glance at him as he sat down besides her
That smirk that came on his face, his eyes shone with mischief…
"Maybe."
"Tell me!"
"I don't want to talk about it."
She glared at him. Unfortunately, there was no response.
Mikan sighed, "Ok, what do you want to talk about?"
"Last night." Another smirk. God would he stop smirking for once! For a split second; she had wondered if Natsume's face would get stuck yet- from all the smirks he made at her. Did he even smirk to anyone else? When was the last time she even saw him talk to anyone else?
"A-and what's there to talk about?" She looked away
"So much, for instance- you sleep on the couch instead of the bed when I told you to."
She turned back to face him; glaring as usual
"As if I would! Besides you don't own me, pervert."
"Call me a pervert if you want, you're the one who's blushing." She blushed harder
"And now you're even redder- what? Are you thinking about the fun we could have had?"
"What? N-no! Besides that's totally against the rules." She nodded to herself; agreeing that she had said what's right before taking a small sip of her coffee. Then she felt the warmth beside her ear,
"Some rules are meant to be broken."
She choked right there. And he laughed. The nerve of him!
"You're a joy to tease. Don't be ridiculous, do you even know why that rule is there? It is a basic automatic win for the lady. She turns out pregnant and isn't the wife? Ha. Even that mistake was taken into thought. There is no way I'd risk the chance of bringing something that could be your clone into this world."
"Gee, I'm not sure if I should feel hurt or glad. Then I remembered I was talking to you! Thank you; I feel so much better. While we're on this topic…"
She wanted to ask, but was scared. The answer might just be fatal…No! Mikan! We need to know! But there was something else…something that just bugged her. It was annoying.
"Um…so... why exactly did I have to sleep with you…last night?"
"Part of being a special star."
"I have to? What would happen if there was more than one special star?"
"There'd be more fun."
Ok, that was it. Mikan got up from her seat; placed the laptop in her white purse and left him there…along with her coffee. Ah who cares about that! The point is: she left! Then came the sign:
"Poetry Out LOUD! Today at 4."
How could she forget? She had sheathed her heart, but how? Why? It wasn't just the poetry, no. Or was it? Mikan found how hard it was for her to understand her true feelings these days. Isn't that stupid? She wasn't some teenager now; she had grown up to some degree right? There was a time when she knew the songs the wind whispered to her, when showers were just as dreams: a refreshing portal to another word. When the world wasn't all facts and physics, just carefree strolls as you passed by what wasn't apartment buildings- no they were stairs, giant stairs to the sky. Stairs so big, nobody even climbed them- so instead they lived in them and hoped that one day society would turn those stairs into elevators, and they decided to cope in those stairs until they did. When everything didn't make sense…
Suddenly- a jerk; she flew and landed on something. It was firm…and sort of soft; smelled like coffee beans as well. Coffee was always so nice, she thought. When did she start drinking it anyways? It was almost like alcohol; Mikan had absolutely no clue whatsoever now.
"You IDIOT!" what?
Having been used as some sort of pillow, Natsume Hyuuga yelled at her, his eyes were like snakes; which, to Mikan, were only scary when they were about to strike with venom ready in their fangs.
"Something wrong?" She answered absently
"Yeah, suicide wasn't included on the list but that doesn't mean go ahead and do it! Were you even thinking?"
"A lot actually." She didn't even notice the big factor, and stared at the busy street.
"I was…about to get hit by a car?"
"Duh."
"And you stopped me?"
"Probably shouldn't have."
"So then why did you?"
And that question was never answered. Mikan felt dizzy though, about to be hitby a car and he saved her.
He called for a limo, we were going home apparently. I didn't want to, for some reason. Isn't that weird? Having such a bad time, ready to leave and now staying is almost critical. I wouldn't complain just yet, maybe it was just that inner part of me that wanted to defy authority; which somehow figured that Natsume equaled authority. Sitting in the car, my warms wrapped around me; he sat near me just staring at the window. Every breath heard, this silence was even more painful than the attempts to breath, and I feel so weak… I haven't felt so weak…not since…
The limo took a long right turn, and before I knew it, I leaned on him. The car got back into original position and I simply stayed there, letting tears escape my eyes once more.
"Stop crying, little girl."
"No; and so what if I am little?" I pouted, and silence filled the air again… "I don't even know why I'm crying."
"Well, polka dots; that would probably mean your heart is in conflict."
I looked up at him, it was probably the first time he had a soft expression, "Like what?"
"I wouldn't know…."
"Perhaps with love; maybe even something among your friends."
"hm."
….
…
"Whoa, whoa, WHOA- since when were you a psychology person thing?" I pushed myself off of him so fast I hit the limo ceiling
"Ooww"
"A psychologist, idiot."
"Still has the word psycho in it though."
"Yes, you would know about psychos very well now wouldn't you." He smirked. Again! But if you thought about it…
"…No, you're right I WOULD know much about psychos." I nodded, proud of such a fact.
"And you admit it?" a pure look of astonishment on his face
I shrugged, "Can't hide crazy anyways, might as well admit it."
The ride was surprisingly long, but I didn't complain- as I have always adored long car rides. About…I don't know…30 minutes of silence I decided to say something for what may have been the 7th time since getting into this limo.
"I have a question…"
"I don't have an answer" he said, returning to his usual position of staring out the window.
"What am I going to do with the extra money from today's event?"
"You had some left?"
"Well yeah, I couldn't decide if I wanted games or manga with the leftover five hundred and I was gonna use it for dinner…"I explained simply
He shook his head, "and I was about to think you were responsible with your money." And gave a small chuckle
"Why? I know you spent your money on manga; glad to see someone appreciates something classic like Dragon Ball."
"Nice to see a girl who admits she's a freak but still has enough class to manage to stay in this bridal war."
"…Speaking of…"
She looked at him this time
"Why are you doing this? The whole bridal war thingy."
"Think of it as a bet for love."
"…Huh." We were so similar; and so different.
"Why are you staring?"
"Oh, it's nothing"
In an anime, the girl usually isn't smart enough to understand that she and the guy have something crucial that's similar. Though, don't get me wrong; I'm just assuming here- it's a bet for love right? So he's looking for love which is like a bet right? Well my situation is literally a bet? That…isn't exactly similar. Well; we both like manga! There- similarity; moving on! There are many paths to take once the girl understands right? Though; it's usually the guy that tells her and then some magical romantic mood fills with that moment and then it depends on the writers; haha. It can act as nothing; or nothing until later on. The two can become closer- being buddies or lovers but usually buddies who do not realize they love each other.
Honestly; that is why love is blind- if you ask me. Haha, here I go; saying love is blind when I've been bitterly scratched by 'love'. Was it love in the first place? One has such strange thoughts after sudden cruel breakup. Were they strange? Or are my thoughts just as normal as the other countless girls', whose hearts were trampled upon. How it started… Ah I'm going to cry again at this rate. Honestly if only I could just-
"Get out, idiot."
"Huh? What?" I rubbed my eyes. Was I asleep?
I looked up past Natsume's annoyed face to see the mansion. The water fountain in front of it made a calming noise; and the bushes lit up so that you could see the roses.
"We'll be leaving for our first date soon so go and make yourself look decent."
"I'm choosing where we go then." I took his arm and dragged him with me. It was like playing house right? And quite honestly…
I wasn't all that sure where the hell I was going.
"You said it was only for one night right? Where's my room now then?"
"Right next to mines; and all your useless crap is there."
(Note that the following paragraphs are a GIANT wall of text that only/mainly describes Mikan's new room…and her reactions of course.)
I hoped by 'crap' he meant manga and electronic devices. The room was bigger than the first one; and very glamorous. From the door was a small little hallway into a waiting-like area that was surrounded by black marble with a flat screen in the wall; and behind the black couch which was seated comfortably in front a glass coffee table (which is obviously in front the flat screen) were large windows covered by beige curtains. To the right of that was a small table from which I could eat meals- and to the left was a small kitchen with counters of black marble as well. There was another little hallway that lead me to my room; which was nice- king sized bed with loads of unneeded pillows; I had a little dresser in front of my bed which had loads of makeup. I honestly wondered if they were implying something on that. Also; I had a flat screen in there as well.
Oh yes. When I open a door in my room there is yet ANOTHER hallway which was nicely lit- and had… well. There were eight rectangular-box-like molds or openings in the wall from which a beautiful dress would hang from; there were also drawers that held things like scarves. There was a remote control where I could just press a combination of numbers and a drawer of jewels or something just opened from, or something!
There was just something missing. I turned back to Natsume, "Where's my crap? My electronics and anime-related costumes and ears?"
"The electronics are in the living room; neatly packed away. The otaku crap is in the next room."
He opened a door and the room beyond it was a royal shade a blue which was illuminated by floor and ceiling lights. There was a small round circle …thing on the floor that I could stand on; and two three-panel mirrors which were opposite of each other. Ok, so just one would be enough but I'm not complaining- it was kind of cool. There were shelves that held those little head things that you'd put wigs on; yeah those held wigs, headbands; ears; and hats. And there was a rotating closet where I just press the button and it'd turn to a new outfit on another rack to choose.
The bathroom was just epic ok? First off; you go in, and you see 3 sinks. This is my own room and I still get multiple sinks! Ok, ok so moving on- there is an area where I can change to put my dirty clothes; and a small closet built into the black marble walls that'd hold clothes for when I was done. There were sleeping clothes; inside clothes; causal- and clothing that looked like it was for special occasions. However not like my awesome closet area which had dresses as if I were going to a ball in Cinderella's fairytale; simpler clothes like a business dress. Then you look; it's parallel to the changing area- glass which had a sliding door and a giant view of the tub; but no worries it's the type of glass that sorta blurs everything. The tub was almost like a swimming pool; sure it wasn't exactly that big but geez. There was a wonderful dolphin statue that would pour out the water; and the tub had jets. Just like public pools; there were shower heads from the wall which I suppose I'd use for when I want to get off all the bubbles off of me. Ah, and then the two doors; one was the toilet and the other was a sauna.
This room was made by the gods I tell you!
(So obviously, Snowie-chan attempted to combine the fabulous rooms from Romantic Princess and Princess Diaries: Royal Engagement- however the Romantic Princess took over most of room design and the rotating closet was somewhat borrowed from iCarly.)
"It's raining…" He said quietly after leading me back to the living room.
"Can we postpone this date thing? I love my room too much right now." I said lazily as I headed towards the kitchen; if this room was practically designed for me- it'd better have something worthwhile in the kitchen…like pocky!
"We could stay here." I didn't even have to turn around to know he had a smirk with that sentence! Found it!
"Yeah on second thought; we can go out. Just let me think…" I put my hands on the cool surface; and forced my weight up to sit. I placed my bare feet on the counter; which was too cold and I instantly swung them back down- reaching for the pocky instead. A first date huh? It's raining, and the most typical first date is the movies…ew the movies. I didn't mind movie theatres- but the clip was usually too loud for my sensitive ears.
"I'll be back soon." I said as I hopped off the countertop. I found my room and opened a drawer in my dresser- and sure enough there were combs and irons and all types of hair supplies. After all the room was made for me- or at least it seemed like it and it was safe enough to assume. Glamorous room; wonderful makeup; and fabulous hair equipment- I sure as hell felt like using all of these. I wasn't going to pretty myself up for dates; not too much anyways- just some eyeliner and lip gloss and I put my hair in a high ponytail.
My hair…
I smiled to myself when I was done. Long brunette hair; reddish-pink lips; jean miniskirt with a navy blue hoodie I grabbed my bag and black umbrella and slipped on fishnet stockings and some boots. This outfit makes me feel a bit like a hooker but I liked it; and it wasn't too much- to me anyways.
"Ok, let's go." I said; reaching for the doorknob.
"And just where are we going?"
"Out. Not exactly sure where." I said simply; and honestly I did have some type of clue. It was only 2 pm.
It should be fun…
Ah I probably should have added more, edited more. Then I looked at my reviews and realized I seriously didn't update for months! I'm so sorry.
Briefly explaining: Peaca int. stands for Peaca Intermediate dungeon which is in the game Mabinogi. The dungeon is incredibly difficult just being normal (think of it as levels; Peaca normal is level one; Peaca basic is level two and Peaca int. is level 3 and the most difficult). Mikan is implying she plays the game a lot (Mabinogi takes to nexon cards btw) and that her character is incredibly strong- so she has free time on her hands.
In any case- there is your story. Review. School is evil. Be ready for the next chapter- which with encouragement and inspiration…SHOULD HOPEFULLY be ready before Thanksgiving- seeing as I have a lot of free time this month.