Four persons walked on a green field. You already knew who they were. Mikan glanced at Jacklyn who had a sour face along the way.

Mikan: (Sweat drops) Jacklyn, why does your face look like you want to eat someone right now?

Jacklyn: (Murmurs in annoyance) I surely want to eat someone right now.

Mikan: (Sweat drops) Uh…Cheer up for a bit!

Jacklyn: …My head is still hurt because of the previous chapter…How could she do that while she doesn't own Gakuen Alice and its characters? …Okay, I'm her character…Darn it…

Mikan: Uh…

Natsume: …Weakling…

Jacklyn: (Glares dangerously at Natsume) …I'll kill you for this…

Natsume: (Rolls eyes) Like you can.

Jacklyn: Of course I can.

Mikan: Stop it, both of you!!

Hotaru: Idiots…

-x-

Small Pieces of You

-x-

20th Piece: Back Up

Her eyebrows twitched when she saw many photos scattering on the desk in front of her. "What is this?" Marika watched in disgust.

She and her members were inside the room where they usually met. At first, they just talked about simple and relaxed things, until one of the girls showed them a pile of photos with a certain black-haired girl in the picture.

They were the photos of Jacklyn with her friends in many activities.

Suzuka walked to Marika's side to get clearer view of the photos. "…What's the meaning of this, Yurika?" the ice alice user asked, her eyes staring at the curly brown-haired girl in front of her.

"They're the photos of the non-alice girl for about one month after the day we threatened her, Houji-sama," Yurika said. "It looks like our threat has no effect on her. Though she avoided them for the first week, she got along with them again after that."

BANG!

The loud sound startled all the girls in the room. Their eyes automatically locked on a certain direction where the sound came from just now. It came from Marika's hands which just made a hard contact with the desk.

"That non-alice girl…" she growled angrily.

All girls stayed quiet after they heard their leader's dangerous tone as if she wanted to kill someone there right now. All of them couldn't help but wonder why she hated the non-alice girl so much. It's not like that girl harmed them. The fan girls started to lose their purpose to torture the black-haired girl.

The reason was simple. They had no reason to do it.

And they just realized it now when they saw their leader's over hatred to the black-haired girl. It's not because the girl was messing around with the fire caster again. It's about something else; a reason they didn't know.

"I have an idea."

All girls turned to the voice that broke the silent just now. Suzuka was still standing calmly beside Marika, her arms folded in front of her chest. The leader looked at the light green-haired girl, waiting for her to continue. "Why don't we blow her cover up? I have heard from Yurika about what happened on the first day you encountered with her," she said.

Marika stared at her for a while. "You mean…the time when she showed up the wings on her back?"

The wind alice user nodded. "We've failed to blow her cover back then. But now, if we have evidence…"

The black wavy-haired girl sneered. "Why not? That's a good idea," she muttered as her smirk widened.

-x-

Run. Glide. Punch. Duck. Kick. Glide. Run again.

"Okay. Enough!"

Jacklyn immediately plopped on the cold floor after Hirai said that. "I'm beat!" she wailed as she lay her back on the floor. Her chest made a quick up and down motion as she panted heavily, catching her breath.

It was 11 pm at night and she just finished her training with Hirai. The training itself was done inside the building where the fan girls kidnapped Anna before. Jacklyn had to sneak out carefully from the dormitory at night so she could go to this place for the training. That was why Hirai taught her how to jump and sneak as her first training to make her secret sneaking-out act easier.

"It's just about three weeks and you've done a good improvement. You've worked hard." Hirai knelt beside her as he stared at the worn-out girl, smiling.

She glanced at him. The man was still smiling at her. It was too bad that she couldn't see his full expression at that time because the blue mask covered a half of his face. She could just see his smiling lips. She had to thank him for the training. Though she hadn't gone into any mission, she could feel a bit change inside her; more courage, more strong, and more confidence.

But no matter how much enthusiasm she had for the training, she was just a mere girl and she felt quite tired now. "We have trained for three hours. Can I go back to my room now?" she asked, hoping her so-called trainer would let her get some rest.

…But what's with the widening smile on her trainer's face?

"Too bad. Today you have to do your first mission, Little Angel," he said, chuckling.

Jacklyn groaned when she heard this. This wasn't what she expected. "Oh man…I'm tired…" she complained as a sigh came out from her lips.

"No can't do, Little Angel. Remember the exchange." The man stood up.

Rolling her eyes in submission, she also stood up. She looked at him for a while as a question suddenly appeared in her mind. "Why are you so concerned about Natsume anyway?" she asked.

Yes, she was a bit wondering about that. She was sure Hirai wasn't one of the teachers in the Alice Academy. She hadn't heard anyone talking about him. Even if he was one of them, why did he tell her not to tell anyone about their conversation and secret training? Moreover, it's to help the fire caster.

But if he was an outsider, why did he care about the cocky boy?

Hirai caught her gaze on him. When he saw curiosity glint in her eyes, he just smiled and said, "Because he's precious to someone."

The black-haired girl blinked twice at his simple reply. "That's the first time I heard you talking about someone precious," she remarked.

He let out a small chuckle at her remark while taking out something from inside his black jacket. Jacklyn wondered what the thing was. In his hand, there was a small wing-shaped note and it was attached to a silver necklace. He brought the necklace above her head and slowly put it down around her neck.

"What is this?" the black-haired girl asked as she eyed the note which was hanging in front of her chest, though she inwardly admitted she liked the cute note.

"Your weapon," Hirai replied shortly as he gave her a pencil with a silver wing-shaped ornament on the top of it.

"Oh." Jacklyn took the pen and stared at it. She realized the pencil suited the sketchbook; both of it had wing shape. "Thank you, Hirai-san. It's a nice gift."

The man nodded. "You better draw some weapons before you go to the mission," he suggested while chuckling.

She blinked. "Now you said it." She brought the book in front of her, opened it and started to draw some weapons on the small sketchbook; one on each page.

Silence fell between them as the black-haired girl concentrated to draw, just a faint brushing sound when the pencil made contact with the flat surface of the paper could be heard inside the building.

Keeping his gaze at her, Hirai asked, "You still don't care about that Hyuuga boy?"

Her hand stopped drawing as she heard him mention the fire caster's surname. A big vein popped on her head and her hold on the pencil tightened. "You know what?!" she started as she pressed the tip of the pencil hardly on the paper. "That boy refused to help me and Mikan doing our Math assignments again! I can't believe I still could stand being his partner until now!" she protested while drawing in God speed because of annoyance.

Hirai chuckled again, seeing her reaction and expression at that time was so funny. "It looks like the boy really pisses you off," he said.

"Absolutely!" Jacklyn exclaimed, annoyed. "Done!"

The man raised an eyebrow in amusement at the girl's speed when she was annoyed. "You've done it? Now you just need a disguise so he won't recognize you," he suggested.

Nodding, the black-haired girl placed the tip of the pencil on the surface of the small notebook again. "Okay…wait a minute…" Jacklyn drew again. When she was done, she touched her drawing. A waist length black-colored wig with fringes appeared on her hand. She immediately put the wig on her head neatly.

She turned to her back and had been ready to go when the man called her. "Your face hasn't been covered," he reminded.

Groaning, Jacklyn opened the small sketchbook once again and drew something on it again. She then put her right palm on the drawing and a white mask appeared on her hand. The white mask had golden ornament on the forehead and around the eyes part. Letting out a small sigh, she put the mask on. She turned back to the silver-blue haired man, giving him the view of her masked-face. "Is it okay now?" she asked. Hirai nodded in satisfaction.

Jacklyn turned to her back and was about to go when she heard the man said, "Do you know what you should do?" The black-haired girl groaned again, earning a small chuckle from him. Her frowning face stopped the man from chuckling more, though a small smile was still on his face. "Now I'll explain to you what you should do," he started. "Your job is to make sure that he can escape from the place safely. That means you will work behind the screen. If you can, don't show up yourself in front of him. Just show up if the situation forces you to."

Raising her right palm to get his attention, she said, "Hirai-san, sorry, but I have to say this."

Hirai raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"…Somehow, I have this feeling that I'll show myself in front of him in this first mission…" she muttered in submission. Oh yeah, she always saw it in a few movies. Though the heroes were told not to show themselves, they would show up in the end. What a cliché…

"We'll see that later. Just relax and think this is some kind of mid-exam," he said, trying to cheer her up.

The girl frowned. "Those words don't help at all," she commented while rolling her eyes. "It just makes me feel tenser…" Hirai chuckled again. Jacklyn bent her eyebrows in annoyance at his chuckle and turned to her back. "I'll go now."

But before she could take five steps, he said, "Don't tell him that I'm the one who sends you or who you are." She just nodded and kept walking. "And…do you know where you should go?"

That question reminded her. She didn't know where to go.

Another groan escaped from her lips again as she realized it. Hirai just gave her another chuckle at her reaction.

…Darn…

-x-

It was late at night when the moonlight was hiding behind the clouds. Cold wind lingered in the air silently, adding a creepy feeling in that night.

Inside a thirty floors building, a guard patrolled around, checking if there was still someone inside the building. The only illumination that he had came from a small flashlight in his right hand. The only sound that accompanied him was the sound of his own footsteps and the ringing sound which came from the hanging keys on the right side of his pants.

Not affected by the eerie silent night, he kept on patrolling while whistling a song. He was about to turn at a corner when suddenly…

THUD!

His eyes turned blank then he fell flatly on the floor. Behind him, a figure that wore a cat mask stood with one hand in the air. "That makes ten," the figure muttered and proceeded his way to his destination. A grunt could be heard from him while he ran through the corridor quietly.

He knew perfectly why he was in the building that night. He had an important mission he couldn't fail. He remembered what his so-called teacher said to him before he went to this place.

'Your mission tonight is to retrieve a document from Att Company. They keep information about the alice users abroad trading. And be sure to take it wholly, even though it means you have to use your alice to max. I hope you won't disappoint me, Natsume.'

Another grunt escaped from his lips as he recalled about it. 'Darn that Persona! I just came back from a mission and he gave me another mission! What does he think I am? A killer machine? Darn him!'

Just then, his chest started to ache. Natsume fell on his knees as he tightly clutched the front of his shirt with his left hand, trying to hold back the pain, his right hand leaning on the wall for support. 'No…Not now…' he thought hardly while gritting his teeth, bracing himself to stand the pain in his chest.

When the pain subsided for a bit, he slowly looked up and saw his destination in front of him, the president director's room. Using his right hand which was leaning on the wall, he tried to stand up. He then leaned the right side of his body on the wall and walked to the door limply.

When he finally arrived in front of the door, he touched the doorknob and knew it was locked. Activating his fire alice, he melted the doorknob easily and pushed the door open. He glanced to the left and right to make sure it was safe then walked into the dark room.

"Searching for this, Black Cat?"

Natsume snapped his head to the voice's direction, which was in front of him. He saw a tall male figure with a neat black hair sitting on the desk while holding a brown envelope in his right hand. From his formal black-colored suit, the fire caster guessed he was the president director himself.

"Good evening, Black Cat." He sneered.

Natsume didn't respond. He focused his eyes to the brown envelope in the man's right hand. Without thinking again, he leapt forward and the brown envelope was gone from the man's hand in a second. In the next second, he appeared again behind the man, but something was bugging his mind.

It was too easy.

'Something's not right…' he thought as he turned to his back, facing the man's back. The man turned to him calmly and a smirk plastered on his face. Seeing the smirk, Natsume knew his feeling was right.

Something indeed was wrong here.

The lad quickly moved forward as he activated his alice, but how surprised he was when there's no sign of his alice anywhere. If his alice had been activated, the man should have been burnt or the fire had surrounded them by now. He abruptly stopped his action and looked at his hand, trying to make a small fire from it. But nothing came out. 'How can-'

"What's wrong? Surprise?" the man cut off his thought.

Natsume looked up. The man was standing near the door which he just went in right now. Behind him, many guards were ready on their positions, blocking his way to escape from the room.

It took him not too long to realize what had caused his alice didn't work. 'Barrier alice…' he thought irritatingly. He looked around, searching for another way out. There was a window behind him. Oh yeah, he could jump out from there, but he would arrive at heaven immediately. Had he said he was on the top floor? Which meant he was on the thirtieth floor?

'Darn it!" he cursed inwardly. Miraculously, he could keep his calm appearance. Oh yeah, he's the Black Cat.

The smirk didn't fade from the man's face, satisfied that the Black Cat had been cornered. "It looks like we have caught the famous cat which is wanted by many companies and organizations eh? What a beautiful night." He chuckled.

"You think so?" Natsume asked, challenged the man in front of him.

The smug grin was still on the man's face. "Just look at your situation, Black Cat. You have been cornered," the man said confidently. It really was a bad situation.

GRAB! GRAB! GRAB!

The soft sound was followed by surprised protests from the guards. When the man turned his head to his back, all of the guards that stood behind him before were tied in a few groups and fell forward. They couldn't move.

"What the-?!" The man was surprised when he saw them lying on the floor struggling to free themselves from the ropes that tied them. "What is the meaning of this?!"

The Black Cat was also surprised watching the scene, until a voice shouted, "IT'S NOW OR NEVER! QUICK!"

He snapped out of his surprised state and quickly leapt forward without thinking again. On his way, he managed to knock out the man by hitting his nape. After he knocked him out, he quickly ran out from the room, passing the helplessly guards who were lying on the cold floor.

"QUICK! THE GUARDS KEEP COMING!" the voice shouted again. Natsume tried to find out whose voice it was, but he saw no one near there. Holding the brown envelope in his left hand tightly, he turned at a corner and used his way when he sneaked into the building before to get out from the place. Unfortunately, the guards had come and blocked his way. There were about twenty persons blocking his way.

"Tch!" The fire caster grunted as he activated his alice again. A fire ring appeared and surrounded the guards. They were trapped. 'So the man is the one who has the barrier alice…' he thought as he saw his right hand producing a small fire on it. 'Good that I have knocked him out.'

Not wasting his time, he focused his attention back to the guards in front of him. He took a few steps back, intending to search for another way to run when he suddenly felt a familiar ache on his chest again. Clutching the front of his shirt, he fell on his knees again. The fire ring in front of him went off and the guards sneered as they approached the now-weak Black Cat.

'Crap!' He breathed heavily as he saw the guards shortening their distance with him. This wasn't supposed to be happening to the oh-so-great Black Cat. This wouldn't happen if his evil trainer didn't force him to do another mission. Persona should have known about his worsened condition after these four years. All of this was because he overused his alice many times. And the problem was back again to the crazy missions he had to do.

"HANG ON!!" the voice said again when a thing as big as a girl's knuckle fell between the guard and him. He eyed the thing curiously, wondering what it was.

"What is this?" a guard asked his other friends, confused at the mysterious thing.

BAM!!

Without any warning, the thing suddenly exploded. Thick fog came out from it and engulfed all of them in no time. The fire caster covered his nose and mouth with his left hand, which was holding the brown envelope, while the other hand still clutched his front shirt. He still could feel the pain. Only, it wasn't as hurt as before.

"DARN!! THERE'S ANOTHER CAT HERE!!" A guard shouted to the others while trying to see among the thick fog.

Natsume still knelt on his spot when he heard the shout, until someone suddenly grabbed his right arm from nowhere. Darn if the one who grabbed him was one of the guards.

"Stupid! Don't just stay there! We must run!" the same mysterious voice said impatiently. He was relieved that it's not the guard who grabbed him, but he couldn't let his guard down.

The lad let himself be dragged by the owner of the voice as he prepared himself to attack if the owner of the voice was another enemy of his. After being in the fog for five seconds, he finally could see the dim corridor again. The moon was still hiding behind the clouds. He then shifted his gaze to the person who was dragging him.

The first thing he saw was the slender hand that held his right wrist. It looked like a girl's hand; it's small and the skin was smooth. From the hand, his gaze moved up and he saw waist-length black hair swaying on the figure's back. The curve of the figure's waist told him it was a girl who dragged him.

The girl kept on running. She didn't look back to make sure if she really had dragged the right person. "Who are you?" Natsume asked, still keeping his guard up.

"We have no time for chit-chat!" she said as she opened one of the doors in the corridor. She quickly pulled him inside along with her and closed the door with a low 'thud'.

Natsume, being Natsume, knew the best situation to ask some questions. He decided to keep quiet and focused his mind to subside the pain on his chest. If it was Mikan, both of them might have been captured by now.

They stayed behind the door, waiting until the footsteps sound was out from their earshot and making sure the situation had been safe for them. The sound stopped right in front of the room where they were hiding now.

"Where did they go?"

"It looks like they went to that direction!"

"Are you sure? I think they went to the opposite direction!"

"Then we split into two! Let's go!"

After a few moments, the sound of footsteps started to fade away.

Natsume and the girl stayed silent for a few seconds behind the door. Finally, the girl sighed in relief after she was sure the situation had been safe. For now. "That's a close one," she started a conversation as she moved to the window at the opposite side.

The lad watched her movement in silence. As he called the situation was already safe for now, he might as well start to interrogate the mysterious girl. "Who are you?" he asked in a cautious tone. The pain on his chest before had finally faded.

The girl opened the window and looked out, checking on the height. "I'm not your enemy for sure," she replied firmly without looking at him.

His crimson eyes didn't move from the girl. He got wondered at her words. If she wasn't his enemy, there's just one to be sure. "…Did Persona send you here?" he asked as he approached the window too. He stopped right beside her and looked out, wondering what the girl saw since a few seconds ago. It's nothing to be seen down there except darkness. He could feel the wind blowing strongly on the thirtieth floor, sending an amount of chillness to him.

The girl looked at him. "Who's Persona?" she asked back as she tilted her head in bewilderment.

At her answer, Natsume had his attention back at her. 'She doesn't know Persona…?' he thought as he observed the girl from toe to top.

The girl wore black-colored T-shirt with long sleeves and ¾ length dark-blue colored denim pants with a pair of white shoes that had blue line on it. She also wore a white mask with golden ornament on the forehead and around the eyes part. Around her neck, there was a silver necklace with a small wing-shaped note hanging in front of her chest.

The girl was absolutely a stranger to him. He had no idea why she helped him; that was, if she really tried to save him. "You're from AAO?" he asked, staring sharply at the girl.

"What is AAO?" she asked back again.

Now this made him confused. 'She doesn't know about AAO?' The lad didn't have any idea who the girl was, totally. She wasn't an enemy, not an AAO and also wasn't sent by Persona. So why did she help him? Was she an agent from another organization that was sent to get him? 'Wait. Maybe she's just pretending she doesn't know. I can't trust her easily,' he thought silently. "If you're not my enemy or AAO, then who are you?" he asked, not moving his attention from her.

The girl stared at him silently for a while then she shifted her gaze back to the opened window. "That person calls me Little Angel," she answered as she looked down to the darkness of the night. "Sorry, but I can't tell you my real name."

Behind the cat mask, Natsume arched an eyebrow. "That person?" he asked, wondering who she meant. He might be able to get any clue if he knew who the person she meant. "Who sent you here?"

Taking out a pencil with wing-shaped ornament on the top of it, she replied relaxingly, "Sorry. Can't tell you his name too." She then took the small note on her chest and opened it.

'His? So the one who sent her is a guy…' he thought while observing the girl who was now drawing something on the small wing-shaped note. This action of hers got his attention. "What are you doing?" he asked, curiosity engulfing his mind.

The girl didn't look at him. She kept on doing her activity. "As you see, I'm drawing," she replied calmly.

The lad looked at her in disbelief, thinking the girl was stupid enough to realize that it wasn't the right time to draw. "In this situation?" he asked unbelievingly. "We must escape from here, not draw!" he reminded her, starting to get annoyed.

But the girl didn't stop what she was doing right now. "You'll see later. By the way, you can do the parachute jumping, can't you?" she asked, still drawing.

"What?!" He got more confused and annoyed. If they didn't get out of that place quickly, the guard surely would find them soon.

BRAK!!

The girl, called Little Angel, and Natsume whipped their heads on the same time to the door which was suddenly slammed open. And what they saw at that time worsened their situation.

A guard was standing in front of them and blocking the door. "THEY'RE HERE!!" the guard shouted when he found them.

Black Cat cursed under his breath. "Crap! They found us!" Little Angel muttered in annoyance.

Natsume rolled his eyes. "I'm more surprised if they don't find us when you're drawing unclear things than thinking of a way to escape," he commented. The girl didn't take any heed of it though.

The footsteps sounded louder. More guards were coming. Little Angel took out her gun and Natsume was ready in his stance. "Fight them first or we directly escape?" the girl asked as she started to shoot the guards at the door, tying them in a few groups.

"You think we can directly escape? From this thirtieth floor?" the lad snapped sarcastically as he knocked out a few guards that almost reached them. He couldn't help but think what a stupid girl she was, asking which they would do first while they had no option but to fight for their freedom.

"Why not?" she asked back as she shot the last group of guards. The way to the corridor had been clear for them now, but they couldn't take any risk to escape from there, for they knew there would be more guards coming after them if they took the way.

Natsume, who was curious with her words, looked at her then approached her. "How?"

Little Angel lifted her knuckle in front of him. "Use this," she said as she threw some kind of wrist watch to him.

He caught it and observed the thing for a while. "Where did you get this? And how can a wrist watch help us to escape? A portal will show up?" he asked, feeling being fooled by her.

The black-haired girl climbed the windowsill. "After you jump, press the switch on the chain. A parachute will come out," she explained briefly before she jumped off from the window.

Surprised by her sudden suicidal act, he ran to the window and stuck his head out to check if she was still alive or already turned into a corpse. But instead of a corpse, he saw something white like parachute slowly going down to the ground. 'She's really impossible. What is she thinking anyway?' he thought in confusion.

Not long afterwards, he heard a few footsteps approaching the room where he was at that time. He had no choice but to climb the windowsill, as he clutched the brown envelope tightly in his left hand and held the wrist watch in his right hand. He jumped out from the window and quickly pressed the switch on the device's chain. A parachute came out and his falling speed slowed down.

After more less thirty seconds passed, he landed on the ground gracefully. He looked around searching for the girl, but he couldn't find her anywhere. The only thing left was a white parachute which was lying on the ground. The girl herself had disappeared, leaving him with a bunch of questions.

'Who is she anyway?' he thought.

'That person calls me Little Angel.'

Behind his mask, a smirk graced his lips. 'Little Angel? Which part of her that is an angel?' was his last thought before he went out from the place and disappeared into the darkness, leaving the thirty floors building in the cold of night.

-x-

"You have done a good job," Hirai praised, clapping his hands.

Jacklyn took off her disguise and looked at him irritatingly. "You know? He said I drew unclear things when the guard found us back then! Geez! That cocky boy really annoyed me! In fact, I drew the devices to get us out from that place!" she complained while folding her arms in front of her chest.

The silver-blue haired man chuckled. "You should understand. He doesn't know your alice."

She huffed in annoyance and said, "You're right."

He responded with a smile. "Then we end our meeting tonight here. You must go back and have a good rest so you can attend class on time tomorrow," he suggested.

Jacklyn sighed. "Fine. So, do we still meet tomorrow night?"

"For the training, yes. If I get information about Hyuuga's mission, I'll tell you," he said, smiling.

"Okay…" she muttered while rolling her eyes. "I wonder where Natsume gets that stamina to do these tiring missions…"

He smiled and patted her head. "That's for him to know and for you to find out," he said jokingly.

She groaned. "I wouldn't like to ask him…" Then silence came over her for a while as she remembered all questions Black Cat asked her. "…Who's Persona?" she asked, staring at the man for a while, waiting for his answer.

"He's Hyuuga's instructor, or you could say, trainer. He's the person who trains him and gives him missions," Hirai answered lightly. "And you better go back now. It has been 3 in the morning."

After he mentioned what time it was, her eyes widened in horror. "What?! Oh no! I have to go now or I'll fall asleep in the class! Night, Hirai-san!!" she said as she quickly ran out from the building to her dorm room.

"Night, Little Angel…" He chuckled, seeing her running away in panic.

--To be continued--

Jacklyn: If only the freaky author didn't burn my sketchbook, you will arrive at heaven now!

Natsume: (Rolls eyes) Oh yeah. Scary.

Jacklyn: Why you!! (Strangles his neck inwardly)

Mikan: You two, stop it! (Flails arms miserably)

A paper suddenly fell between them.

Jacklyn: What's this? (Picks up the paper)

Natsume: It's a paper, stupid sketchbook girl.

Jacklyn: (Glares at him) I could see that, cocky boy.

Mikan: (Sweat drops) What is written on there?

Jacklyn: Hm…wait… (Looks at the paper)

Loser.

Jacklyn & Natsume & Mikan: …

Natsume: (Smirks) Finally someone agreed with me. You are a loser, sketchbook girl.

Jacklyn: (Vein pops on her head) Whoever wrote this, that person didn't write who the loser is.

Natsume: Of course it's you. He/she didn't need to write it again because the paper fell on your head.

Jacklyn: Correction! It fell between us!!

Natsume: But you're the one who picked it.

Jacklyn: Because there's no one picking it!!

Natsume: Just admit that you're a loser, sketchbook girl.

Jacklyn: You're the loser!!

Mikan: (Cries waterfall) You two…please…stop it…

Hotaru: (Shakes head) Idiots.