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TRAUMA

Chapter 2

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"There is nothing we can do about it, Natsume." I said as I emphasized his name in a magical tone that means I'm now pissed.

Hotaru just called and she told us to stop first at the hotel she booked us in. And of course, that is not the reason why he is angry. He would be soooo lame if that's the case. And again of course, that is definitely not the case.

"Yes, we can do something, Mikan." He said with my name in the same tone as mine. "You just don't want to do something." He murmured, pissed.

"What is she planning again, anyways?" I asked myself.

"Oh, yeah. Have thought of something great on how we can escape her order?" I asked him, rolling my eyes.

He looked at me with that obvious-face-of-death expression. I stared at him, just like the way he is doing to me. We both stared at each other until I felt conscious and wanted to kill him for even starting this… this staring game! Ugh! But I can't lose. I won't lose and continued staring at him.

Then I thought of something very familiar to me… or to both of us. I sighed at the thought. Both of us. I used to use that term… always.

I started glaring at him because he's not stopping from starring at me. But he didn't do anything. He continued staring at me. Then I started debating on my head.

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I blew a kiss on him and started giggling at him when his face contorted.

"You should stop doing that…" he paused as he looked for a fine word. "…habit of yours." He said as he looked away.

I chuckled at him. I don't understand how he is a gay. He acts… normal like any other man does.

"Hey, this is the first time I did that to you." I said when I get to hold my laughter.

"No, it's not. You do that every now and then when we were younger." He said flawlessly. My train of thoughts stopped. My heart beat went fast.

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"W-what did you say? When we were younger?" I asked him. I stared at him.

"I…I don't know. I don't know why I said that. It just slipped of my mind… My mouth." He said as he stared at me, too.

"You-"

"Here we are, madam. Grand Hotel." The driver interrupted me.

I looked at the driver and blinked my eyes for a quick refresh. "Oh, oh, yes. Thanks." I said as I handed him the fare.

The driver nodded at us through the mirror.

We went off the taxi and went inside the hotel. I don't know if Natsume is still thinking about what he just said. Because I am thinking of what he just said.

"No, it's not. You do that every now and then when we were younger."

"That was the longest talk I've had with a room-asker." He said in his irritated tone. Where is the gay part in him? I don't know. He said he just girly stuff and colour. And for some reason, he loves men, too. Yep, he sooo love men. He just stole my boyfriend and that's the biggest proof that that he loves men.

I chuckled at him. "That's what you get for being soooo handsome." I said sarcastically.

He growled at me. "I knew it. You're actually enjoying this whole thing, aren't you? That's why you don't want to argue with Ms. Manager-director Hotaru about us sleeping on the same room, on the same bed!" He said then paused for a second and snapped. "You are into me." He made a face.

I felt my cheeks rose to the temperature of 37 degrees. "I am not!"

He faked laugh. "You are actually blushing, my dear." He said gay-ishly.

I gasped and tried not to laugh at his tone. "Oh, yeah, right. Are you sick or something? Or maybe you are hungry that's why you think you are seeing me blushing. C'mon, let's eat dinner already." I said as I opened the door gesturing that I will go out. Then, I stopped my tracks and looked at him. "Or maybe, the most possible reason why you think I am blushing is because you are thinking of me as a pretty girl who have rosy cheeks." I said as a statement.

He faked laugh. "Ha-ha. Very funny. Are you mocking me?" he said as he followed me out.

I grinned at him.

I should eat many. As in many. So I'll get to sleep early. Just like what they say, you get to sleep early when your stomach is full. Besides, we will be sleeping on the same bed. The last thing I wanted him to hear is my fast heart beating. Not that he knows that that'll be because of him. But still… that would be something. He's a air-headed-jerk gay, after all.

I sighed. I'll sure be having a long night if I don't get to sleep early.

CHAPTER 2 END