Summary: When people see Natsume Hyuuga, they see someone who is pure perfection, they see someone they envy, hate, love and admire. But when Natsume Hyuuga looks at his own reflection he sees someone who is imperfect, someone who will never be loved, never accepted and never cared for. However when Mikan Sakura sees Natsume Hyuuga she see's someone who is an imperfect perfection.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice or its characters.

I grabbed a hold of my school bag and heaved a sigh. I couldn't get anything done, I was so tired, I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep since the conversation that Hyuuga and I had in his car when he was driving me home. I opened the classroom door, making sure not to bump into anyone as I exited the classroom. I walked down the hallway and headed for the school entrance. When I made it outside, my pocket started to vibrate, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my flip phone. I had received a message from Anna. I clicked the accept button and read the message.

'Left school already, are you going to be okay by yourself?' the message read. I typed in a quick reply and sent it, closing my cell phone in the process. I looked up at the sky. The sun beaming down on the school yard. I placed my hand over my face, turning my palm towards the sky. Spring had just arrived, and the heat was starting to settle in but we were still having some days full of nothing but rainfall. "Need a ride?" a muscular voice asked. I turned around to face the speaker, not that I didn't already recognize the voice "Hyuuga-I turned away from him-I'm fine, I can walk" I said shifting my weight from my left foot to my right. Why was I suddenly so nervous?, I asked myself. We both stood their in an awkward silence. I was about to turn and walk away but Hyuuga stopped me "I'll give you a ride" he said grabbing a hold of me forearm. I tired to break away from his iron strong grip, but it was no use, so I just gave up.

Hyuuga walked me towards his car, and went to the drivers side and unlocked both of our doors. I slowly got into the passengers seat and sat down. I watched as Hyuuga did the same. As we drove down the street, we were greeted by another phase of awkward silence. I raked through my brain, I had to find something, it didn't matter if it was stupid, I had to ease the tension, but my mind was a humming blank. I placed my hands in my lap and started to play with both of my thumbs. This wasn't good. Mikan Sakura who always spoke her mind, who always told people about they're faults, didn't have something to say, was speechless. I looked out the window. Hyuuga and I sat there and exchanged no words.

When we arrived at my house I had never been so happy in my life. I quickly reached for the car door handle. If anything, I thought with a pause, I can't handle the tension between the two of us, I continued my thought, opening the door in the process, without looking back at him, I waved and bid him goodbye. I walked over to my houses front door, I twisted the knob. I blinked dumbfounded. Odd, I thought. I reached into my pocket to look for my house key, only too pull my hands out of my pocket, and heaved a defeated sigh "How can you be so simple-minded, Mikan?" I asked myself aloud. Realizing that I had left my keys in Nonoko's car this morning, when she and Anna gave me a ride to school, due to the light rain that we had. "What? Locked out of the house?" Hyuuga asked. I turned to face him, thinking, why isn't he gone yet? I sat down on the pouch step, glancing over to the side just now realizing that my mother had left me a note. I grabbed a hold of the note and opened it.

Mikan, I bumped into a old friend from high school who knew both me and your father. I decided to go out and have lunch with my friend and catch up on old and new things. I made dinner already, its on the table, all you have to do is warm it up on the stove. You don't have to eat it now. So why don't you go out and have fun with your friends.

I crumbled the note in my hand and shoved it into my pocket. I noticed Hyuuga had sat down next to me. "What are you doing? Don't you have something or somewhere to be?" I asked him, looking at him, eyeing him suspiciously. I watched him as he shook his head and placed his head in the palm of his hands, basking in the sunlight, that glowed of his skin. I stared at him in awe, my cheeks turning slightly pink, I turned away from him quickly. Why was I flustered?, I asked myself. I placed my arms around my legs and placed my head in my arms. What's happening to me? I asked myself. We sat like that for a minutes, until my stomach started growling. I sat up suddenly, placing my hand over my belly, turning fire truck red, I hadn't eaten lunch, I instead during the school hours at lunch time, had taken a nap in the library "Want to get something to eat?" Hyuuga asked me. I wanted to shake my head, I wanted to tell him no, and that he should leave. But I found myself nodding my head.

I watched as Hyuuga stood up and looked at me, his hand out towards me, I looked down at his hand. I reached out slowly and grabbed a hold of his hand. I stood up still staring down at my hand in his. I could feel Hyuuga's eyes on me, I quickly pulled my hand out of his. Holding it in a protective manor. I turned away from him, gaining a distance of footsteps between us . "Let's go" I said, not turning back to look at him. I turned back when I noticed that he wasn't following me "Are you coming?" I asked him. He looked at me bewilderedly. Somehow reading his facial expression, I heaved a sigh and spook to him "We'll walk" I walked towards him, holding my hand out towards him, like he had done for me several times before.

Hyuuga grabbed a hold of my hand. We both walked hand and hand. After a while, I could feel my hand start to get sweaty but Hyuuga was still holding onto my hand. Doesn't he thinks that this is gross? I asked myself, placing my pointer finger curled up against my bottom lip. I shook my head and pulled my hand out of his hand, a finger at a time. We stopped in front of this ice-cream cart, I stared at the menu with unsure eyes. There was at least fifteen different flavors and at least twenty different combinations. I looked at Hyuuga from the corner of my eye. He was already ordering what he wanted. I heaved a sigh and picked strawberry.

We sat down on a bench in the park and ate our ice cream in silence. I noticed as girls our age and maybe a little older stopped to check Hyuuga out. I don't know why, but I felt uneasy. I was about to ask Hyuuga did he want to leave but his voice, as soft as a feather cut my train of thought off "I usually don't like sweets…but I can make an exception, today" he said looking at me briefly then turning back to his ice cream. I stared at him. What was that suppose to mean? I asked myself, not noticing as the ice cream in my hand started to melt, its cold liquid dripping onto the tips of my fingers.

To Be Continued…