He is my master Chapter 10: order 8: old aquaintances and cold reven, a gakuen alice fanfic

He is my Master

He is my Master

By: xXRainbow-ChanXx

A/N: hello minna, I 'm really sorry of I just updated this day, I was so busy and I was preoccupied in a lot of things, like:

I'm trying to finish Vampire Knight which has 39 chapters but I have only read up to chapter 15.

I'm currently heart broken.

I'm trying to think of Letters of Goodbye's sequel, before I forget.

I'm currently taking care of my beloved dog.

I'm catching on my sleep since I need to grow tall. I'm only 5'1 in height. And;

I'm learning Japanese, stupid animes with no subs.

So bear with me, just be patient because I will update even though I'm busy or something since I wanna finish this Fic, Blood and Tears, Star from Heaven and the sequel in Letters of Goodbye and the one in CCS category. Thanks to everybody who gave me reviews. Thanks to all the people who supported me and congratulated me. By the way, there are wrong grammars and misspelled word in the previous chapters, I haven't edited them. Gomen ne.

Fact about me: I seriously loathe flashbacks and Annaoj is aware of that.

What are you waiting for? Scroll down to start! Oh, by the way, anonymous reviewers are already allowed; I managed to disenable it I think. Thanks Oj!

Let the chapter start!

xXRain-ChanXx

"Wanted people never lived very long. Targeted people lived short lives. The brave lived even shorter, but the weak didn't live at all."

Borrowing it from a writer from CCS

Order 8: old acquaintances and cold revenges

I can't possibly believe it. Hyuuga Natsume, my shujun and my most loathed person above the earth just threw me into this hell room. I mean I perfectly know he's cruel but not this cruel. To think of it, the name, oh God, the name! HELL ROOM, and now here I am still gaping at this room, Yuu who was beside me meekly smiled and only six words came out of my mouth, "You've got to be kidding me."

"Actually, no, Peaches." Hyuuga said all of a sudden, I almost forgot that he's with me. "I'm most certain that I'm not kidding you. Besides, you perfectly know how to clean? I mean Jochus clean most of the time right?"

"Well, frankly Hyuuga yes, we do but—" I glared at him before pointing at the filthy trashes inside the room, "This is way too much! Even angels will swear if they see this room!" I walked inside, touched the only couch which seemed to survive the attack of the pirates or something before it collapsed. In front of me. Just because I touched it.

"Princess, every week, as Yuu said, there would be a Jochu who would clean this place." Ruka placed his arm around my shoulder, "This couldn't be that bad, ne? Yuu cleaned this place two weeks ago, right?" he turned towards Yuu who nodded vigilantly.

"Well Ruka-pyon, I'm betting my life that when Yuu stepped inside this Hell room it's not as messy as it is right now." I snapped at him. "And please, do remove your arm around my shoulder; I wouldn't like to smell like a dog." His lips curled, earning myself a laugh from Hotaru. Did that really happen? She raised another sign which I saw just this lunch, 'sakura-2, nogi-0'

"Of course, by the way, with this chit-chatting I think you'll get expelled. You still have 48 minutes to do this." He said icily, "Ja." And the oak doors magically closed and I sighed. Welcome to hell room.

She walked inside, growled in frustration and moaned several curses as she picked a magazine up. If she uses her doppelganger Alice, this would be very easy. With a smile she closed her eyes and ordered 4 doppelgangers, but then realized that the room was nullified. Or nullifies the Jochu who cleans it, she guessed.

"What the hell? I thought this room isn't nullified?!" she growled, really, Hyuuga's making her life more miserable. She released a loud scream, took hold of the curtains and ripped them off, not really ripped them off but took pulled them downwards. Did any Jochu survive this place anyways? She thought grimly, oh, Yuu. Right. She took another glance at the room and sighed.

The curtains were all burnt, courtesy of Natsume of course. The cream wallpapers were clawed through and ripped, as if some wild cat was released inside it and made havoc. Shouda Sumire crossed her mind and her dog-cat Alice. Expensive paintings that were hanging majestically by the walls were vandalized and wrecked too. The tiles were full of foot prints, mud, juices, shakes, paint, water and some other liquids which she isn't familiar off, the couches were either toppled over, leg missing, messed up, spilled with paint or ripped off. One LCD TV was there broken for a baseball bat was stuck by the center. The Fridges were toppled over; much to her disgust when she found out that there are still foods inside them. The surviving walls were full of writings, courtesy of fan girls like: Natsume-sama is so hot that I'm melting. I love Nogi-sama and his pet bunny. Koko-kun is in love with me. You are such a slut for telling us that Koko-kun loves you. Slut, Bitch, bastard, fuck you and so on and so forth. The coffee tables, still standing nobly as if to say 'we survived' but then collapsed yet again.

The Chandelier that was hanging up on the ceiling was way out of its hook and threatens to fall. "Oh no you don't." she muttered, before jumping on top of one of the coffee tables making it collapse, and holding on to another hanging chandelier and immediately taking out her utility belt consisting of hammers, screw drivers both Philips and Flats, nails, screws, bolts and nuts and other equipments. Minus the saw of course. She began to hammer the hook back, making sure that it wouldn't fall before taping the cracks on the ceiling and jumping down. She sighed, wiped her sweat before spitting the nails inside her mouth. She glanced up proud of what she just did, before nailing all the legs of the coffee tables and couches, then sewing all the ripped parts on the couch. She managed to growl for she have just finished 3 couches and probably 5 collapsed coffee tables and there are probably hundreds to go.

Life is just so sweet.

"Natsume, don't you think it's a bit cruel to just leave her there and probably—" Tsubasa stopped talking and thought of the right word, "Rot there?"

"That little girl will surely survive; she just got out of a tight hole barely yesterday so I perfectly know that she'll survive that room." He said confidently with an arrogant smirk, "barely." Nonoko froze at what he just said.

"So, you mean Natsume-sama that that bitch is gonna get ex—" Natsume glared at her then set her hair ends on fire. "KYAAAA!! Help me!!" she screamed, Hotaru who was behind her eagerly pulled a fire extinguisher in front of her face and before Sumire knew what's happening, she squeezed the handle and soaked Sumire's face with Carbon Dioxide foam. "Imai!!"

"I thought you want somebody to help you?" Hotaru asked coldly, "I just did. Now pay up or else—" Kaito meekly walked towards Hotaru opened a black briefcase displaying all her Baka guns from version 1.0 to 5.2. She grabbed the latest version and aimed it at Sumire. "Well?"

"After you splashed that—slimy and crappy thing on my—" Hotaru's amethyst orbs narrowed before firing, then turned to Ruka, "Lucky again. I guess Nogi; probably tomorrow I'll upgrade it and hit you first."

"Won't you give me orders anyways, Andou, just in case you want me to go back and help my Mikan." Misaki muttered quietly as they continued to walk towards the main hall. Her eyes begged him but he shook his head.

"You wouldn't like it when Natsume gets angry."

"To think of it Anna-chan, why don't you go back and help—" Koko heard Natsume's thoughts immediately; dare to do so Koko and your Hotel business will be at stake. "Never mind." He said smugly. Anna nodded as she sighed.

"I volunteered her to teach her a lesson," he said quietly.

"What lesson then Natsume?" Mochu inquired.

"That she shouldn't mess with me. I promised my self that I'll make her life miserable and I was too gentle to her but because she asked for it—"

"It was an accident Hyuuga," Hotaru said coolly, "Besides you provoked her first."

"And when did you, Imai Hotaru start to defend a Jochu?" Ruka asked, Hotaru flashed him a dangerous look, "that's for me to know and for all of you to find out."

Natsume halted and glared at all of them, "Why are you all so damned concerned about that useless Jochu anyways? I'll do whatever I want to do with her because I own her and she can't say no to whatever I want her to do. It's rule number four. Got it? Now answer me, what's the big deal with that jinx girl?" All of them backed away but Hotaru remained firm on her spot.

"I guess, I just like her, and I think that I'm not under you so you certainly don't have to give a damn about what I think Natsume, I'm more powerful than you are." She stated simply, "Come Ao."

"Hai, Imai-shujun." He rushed towards her and muttered a quick 'thanks' then pushed the dining hall's door open for her.

"I guess, Hotaru's right." Koko said quietly as he breezed past Natsume, "By the way Nat, if she'll just die in your hands, don't you think it's just a waste of time in hiring her?"

"I can't possibly believe it!! I still have—wait, I only have 25 minutes but this place is still hell!!" she roared loudly, she was currently holding a rag in her hand, dripping wet with ink and water for she was wiping off the writings on the wall. She gradually squeezed the rag, sending its filth down on her shoes. "Where's Kaito when you need him anyways?" she angrily threw the rag and began to mop the floor. "This isn't right either! I'm supposed to pick up the trash first before—" she stared at the so called rubbish on the floor, papers, chewing gums, candy wrappers, foils of snacks, notebooks, even books! She gasped took the book and began to dust it off and carefully unfold the folded pages. "This is Patricia Cornwell's book and yet they're just throwing this away? It's even hard bound!" she gingerly picked it up and placed it on the couch which she just repaired.

"Money wasting fools." She muttered miserably, all of those brats, bitches and bastards didn't even know that it's hard to earn money, who can blame them? They're spoiled and—she stopped thinking about it as she sighed. Nobody would understand what she feels anyways. Nobody.

Mikan grabbed more trashes, occasionally gasping when she sees a shocking thing before chucking them inside the trash bag, she quickened her pace, 25 minutes is just a walk in the park, and she doesn't want to get expelled. "I really need help already!!" and as if on cue the door swung open revealing 3 tall shadows, "did I speak too soon?" she mouthed as she gaped at the door. Who could they be?

"Ah, the smell of wax and water is enveloping this hell room, who could be cleaning this place? Surely that Jochu wouldn't be expelled right?" Mikan stood up and walked towards the door only to see the shock of her life, Syuuichi Sakurano, Tonoichi and Akira Yuki are there right in front of her, she gaped, mouth hanging wide open as she leaned on the mop. The chandelier she just repaired fell down with a deafening crash behind her.

"My, my, you're really hopeless in carpentry Mikan-chan." Tonoichi smiled, his shoulder length hair moved while he gropes for something inside his pocket. "Ah, there it is." He pulled it out and placed the cigarette inside his mouth, then blew out a cloud of smoke.

"I thought you quitted smoking Tonoichi?" she stated, index finger pointing at his cigarette.

"I did?" He asked incredulously, "I won't certainly do so, and what's with that 'Tonoichi' tone? Aren't I your senpai? Your handsome and—"

"You're making me sick, Tono-senpai." She hissed before kicking him by his nape, sending him downwards. Sakurano coughed loudly making her turn. "Eh, what are you doing here too, Sakurano-senpai?"

"Shouldn't we start, Mi-chan?" Akira Yuki's deep voice filled her ears, she turned towards him, his light blue eyes pierced her and his breath touched her face. She reluctantly stepped back and glared.

"You—PERVERT!" she accused, Sakurano took her shoulders and stared at her, aside from Yuu's dark brown eyes, Sakurano's olive green ones calms her. His honey blonde hair was lazily touching her face. "Hai, senpai?"

"We need to hurry, we only have probably approximately 30 minutes left."

"What? But Hyuuga said that I can only clean this place in an hour." She pointed out.

"We're sorting it out, we have a plan too, we don't want our little angel who just kicked me get expelled don't we Yuki?" his onyx eyes flashed menacingly at Mikan. He rubbed his nape then stretched. "Let's get this over with."

Yuki nodded quietly as he moved his hand, immediately all the markings on the wall disappeared. Mikan gaped at him. "I've been trying to do that for an hour already and it didn't work! I thought this place is nullified?"

"Only to the person who's cleaning this." Yuki snapped. "Now hurry up and mop, I don't have that much energy left." I knew it, she thought grumpily.

"Demo," she just remembered that Sakurano has Ice Alice, and Tonoichi who has amplifying Alice, "How about the two of you?"

"Obviously," Tonoichi snapped the door close with ease, "we're doing this manually." He turned to Sakurano who was already fixing the chandelier. "See? Sakurano's enjoying it already." Sakurano glared at him then continued to place back every crystal. Mikan smiled, gave the three of them a warm hug as she continued moping the untidy floor, she smiled, her senpais, all of a sudden coming there to help her, her senpais who are with her, her senpais who pulled her out of tight holes.

She glanced at Tonoichi, she met him when she was 13 years old, he was 16 at that time, mischievous and a perverted womanizer, every woman he crosses would swoon or drop dead in front of him. He is a heart throb and most girls easily fell in love with him, for he's a gentle man, he helps girls, he treats them kindly and so on. He managed to help her before and she can still remember it, fresh from her memories…

(Dammit, I hate flashbacks…)

FLASHBACK

"Oi! You Jochu!" She managed to turn around, there were five high school boys in front of her, their eyes glistening maliciously as she took a step back in fear. She didn't fear the boys, but she feared their eyes, cold and cruel. She took another step back and held her bag tighter.

"What do you need, shujuns?" she snapped coolly. Three of the boys began to snigger then stopped.

"Are you supposed to talk like that to us?" the leader—as she thinks shouted at her. "You're just a Jochu and we're shujuns, we're way too high than you, so why did you just snap at us?" he hissed. Mikan stared at him only one thing crossed her mind. He looks a lot like a snake. She hates it when rich people boast about their wealth or riches. She clenched her fist and glared.

"Not just because I'm a Jochu I can't talk to you like I want to! I'm human and you're human which makes both of us equal! So there's no high or low in our level! Yes, you're rich but you can't just step on me like I'm a cockroach!" she screamed. "You arrogant sons of bitches!"

Mr. Snake, (she named him that because he terribly looks like a snake.) growled before launching at her, she gasped and stared at him and said loudly, "I didn't know snakes can fly!" The remaining four students glared at her before attacking, she easily dodged the four of them still wondering where the Snake man went. She looked up, squinted her eyes then found him, he was already falling down. On top of her.

"You think I can't step on you, you little wrench!? Well I'm gonna do so." And there for the first time she just found out that leather shoes hurt. Really hard. His heel managed to hit her squarely by the nose and his high pitched laugh filled the air, much to her surprise. She groaned and fell down face first the other four quickly ran towards her and held her feet and arms.

"You damned assholes! What do you think you're gonna—" she didn't continue anymore because one of the boys placed his dirty hand on her mouth.

"Relax", snake man said, he was removing his belt, oh fuck, no. she thought, trying to get out of their grip, she was trying to scream but the man holding her mouth was keeping her silent. "Hemmmlf!!"

"You're gonna enjoy this anyways, don't worry I'll take it nice and slow," he smirked. Really, villains. (A/N: really I'm getting perverted already, damn, damn, damn. I need to control myself!)

"Will you hurry up, Mitsume? We want to have a go to." One of the men said, her eyes widened, before biting the man's palm. The man screamed in pain while watching his blood flow.

"You fuck! What do you think of me a whore?! Get off me already or else my cousin will—"

"You're cousin will what? Look, little girl just give in cause you'll like it anyways." Mitsume or snake man's hand touched her thigh and she felt her skin grow cold, she felt herself stiffen. He was slowly moving up and she finally had the brain to scream.

"RAPE!!"

"Hold her off!"

"I'm trying to but she's too stro—ouch! See? She just hit me with her foot!"

"Godammit!! Hold her still!"

"HELP!!"

"Oi, what are you doing to that girl?!" finally the men all over her stopped grappling and harassing her. She managed to look up and saw Tonoichi. "Get off her now or else the student council will hear this!"

"If it isn't campus heart throb," Mitsume sneered, "Look, find yourself a Jochu; this girl's ours!"

"Since when did I become yours?!" she hurled a knee at his face and watched him curl in pain. "That's for hitting my nose you ass—hey!!" she was pulled down again. "Help!!"

"Let go of her already. Now." Tonoichi said calmly, yet she felt power in his voice. She clenched her fist; she heard a lot about him, a womanizer, a playboy and so on. "NOW! Don't make me repeat again!"

"Fine, you win." They decided, cowards, she thought. Soon the two of them were left alone, she was still in class B while he—he's a shujun. He sighed and walked towards her. She took a step back, earning a laugh from him.

"Really, I'm not gonna harass you, little girl." He said crouching in front of her, his onyx eyes were so deep and mysterious.

"Liar!" she snapped. "You're probably one of them."

He chuckled, "really, besides if I'll do something inappropriate with you," he tucked a stray hair behind her ear. "I'll be called a pedophile, besides; I can see that you're just—" he stopped and quirked his eyebrows.

"—13. I'm 13." She answered quietly.

"I'm hell to old for you." He said with a smile. "Let me take a look at your nose and your wrists for a while. Do many boys attack you?"

"Hai, most of the time." She watched him hold her wrist gently; his fingers brushed the bruises around her wrist. "What's your name?"

"My name? You wanna be friends with me? I thought you hate me? Arrogant jerks or something that you said a while ago."

"You—you saved me. That's why—that's why I wanna know your name." she said flatly.

"Tonoichi. How about you?"

"Mikan."

"Nice name, do you mind if I'll take you into my friend's room?" he caught her look of misunderstanding; "He can probably help you with those things and besides your clothes are torn." He pointed. She sighed and smiled at him.

"Sure, Persona would be mad if he sees me like this anyways."

"Ok then, let's go." He picked her up and carried her by his back. She smiled; Shujuns aren't that bad as she thinks. Not that bad.

"Yuki!" Tonoichi called, she held on his neck tighter. Yuki means snow. She thought unconsciously. Then she heard footsteps, and a man, probably a year younger than Tonoichi walked in, towel in his hand and a cell phone in his other. He was half naked to tell you the truth. "Get some of your clothes, this girl's almost beaten up by assholes outside," he glanced at Mikan, "that's why you shouldn't hang out inside our campus. There are a lot of perverts in here."

"You're talking as if you aren't one." Yuki snapped, he stared at Mikan's bloody nose. "Wow, she's a cute kid. Too bad I'm old for her." He flashed a smile, "come in."

"I'm not a kid anymore." She pouted. "I'm thirteen. I'm in middle school."

"You are?!" he asked incredulously. You have a baby face." He pinched her cheek. "By the way, Sakurano's about to come Tono. Let's clean up."

Tonoichi placed her down on the floor and pointed to the sofa. "Sit there." She walked towards the sofa and sat down there, her eyes wondering around the room.

"Who's Sakurano? Is he Syuuichi Sakurano?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah, know him?"

"Hai." Yuki went back, holding a long sleeved shirt. "Thank you." She whispered taking it from him. "I'll give this back to you."

"How did you know Sakurano?" Tonoichi suddenly asked, she looked at him and placed her index finger by her lip.

"Syuuichi-sama is Kaname-senpai's shujun; I probably met him three years ago when Kana-senpai is still a Jochu."

"Ah, you and Kaname are close?"

"Hai!"

End Flashback

(Glad that was over!)

She hurriedly smiled to herself then rearranged the throw pillows that were lazily lying on the floor. She gave Tonoichi and her senpais a half glance, Sakurano was still busy pacing the chandelier back with an amused look etched on his face. Tonoichi was busy nagging Yuki who was currently reading a—perverted magazine, which she hasn't seen a while ago. Where did he get that?

"Yuki, I said 'stop reading that! We have 5 copies of that in different categories and Paris Hilton's angle there isn't that beautiful too!" he snapped before pointing at the picture, Mikan's eye twitched as she hurled two pillows towards them. "You perverted maniacs! Aren't you supposed to help me in this task in order not to get me expelled?!" Tonoichi managed to get up then glared a murderous one at her.

"Really, why don't you try reading—?"

"Shut up!" she roared again, Yuki heaved a sigh out, rubbed his forehead, and arranged several paintings, while Tono continued to babble about Paris Hilton.

She remembered yet a certain event in her life concerning Tonoichi, apart from Kaito, Tono was the one who knew a lot about her, her deep and dark past, her sadness, her pains and sufferings, and of all of her senpais, Tono was the one who grew really close to her, not in the sense of helping her out of tight holes but in the sense of he talked to her more than he talks with his girlfriends for what he only expects from his girls is sex. Just sex.

"Tono, come on, I'm giving you one opportunity you couldn't resist. I'll be your Jochu until you graduate. Sounds good?" she was sitting on his tall mahogany desk, and busy shuffling several papers about some new rules and agreements he need to sign. He was still facing the window, over viewing the schools enormous lake and forest. Giant Piyo was there busy eating several trees.

Tonoichi turned his swivel chair around before laughing, "I told you, I don't want to treat any Jochu as my servant and I'll never get one."

"For your information," she snapped, her head held high in the air a proud look painted in her eyes, "I'm the most sought after Jochu, coz I'm smart, highly skilled, extremely beautiful and so seductive."

"Look, just offer it to someone else; I can't afford to let myself be responsible in everything you do." He stated simply, waving his hand as if to say 'go away.'

"Tch, sooner or later you'd come back for me." She said haughtily before jumping down. "Ja, Tono-senpai!"

That happened a year ago, she swore to herself, after getting saved by Tonoichi almost every time she gets in trouble; that she'll become strong, that she wouldn't be stepped on anymore. Tonoichi was—believe it or not, was almost her first love, he never treated her like those girls, harassing, assaulting or seducing. Well, sometimes but never below the belt. He loved her as much as a brother—whom she doesn't have, would love a sister. Better to be owned by Tono than Hyuuga.

And speaking of Hyuuga, her eye twitched as he crossed her mind, she glanced around the room and gladly sighed, the room was mostly clean, only several rubbishes left crouching under all the couches and coffee tables which are now beautifully decorated by novels and books which she picked up just a while ago, the large grand father clock standing by the wall facing the book shelves displayed the time: 7:21

"Eh? We've got to hurry senpai! Only nine more minutes left!"

All of them glanced at her, before stopping their works then continued doing so, much faster this time.

Hyuuga Natsume, with his friends and their Jochus entered the main hall where the Hell room was located. He made his way confidently, smirking arrogantly to the girls who were standing there, obviously waiting for him to pass by with the other so called 'heart throbs.' Kaito's eyes were cast down, he was silently hoping that Mikan finished cleaning the hell room or else…

"What do you think? Has she finished cleaning the Hell room, Kaito?" Misaki whispered audibly right by his ear. He gave her a grave look telling her 'I don't think so.'

Yuu sighed, if she hasn't finished cleaning, she'll surely get expelled, according to the SC's new rule book. They managed to get in front of the door, The Jochus saying silent prayers and several curses in frustration while the Shujuns kept their eyes on the door waiting for the final judgment.

"Well, let's see what my little Jochu have finished after an hour and a half." He took hold of the golden doorknob and with a smirk he pushed it. They almost thought that it happened so slowly for the indoor light seemed to meet them so slowly. And there, to their relief was Mikan, casually sitting on one of the couches, eyes fixed on a certain book, and playing with the mop's handle. She was sitting there legs crossed then sensing them all, looked up and gave them a bitter sweet smile.

"Natsume!" she shouted chirpily, "you're late for thirty minutes and I was so bored already," she caught Sumire's eyes and smiled at her. "Looks like I'm not gonna get expelled yet. Unlucky for you." She added sweetly, she stood up and walked towards him, Amber eyes telling him 'I'm gonna get back at you.'

"Did you ask for help?" he snapped dryly. Her eyes widened as if so disgusted.

She gasped, placed her hand on her mouth, "are you accusing me of asking someone's help? To tell you the truth all the Jochus are probably with their masters and Kaito and the others are with you! So who will I ask for help? Shujuns?" she asked indignantly. "Don't you trust me?"

His lips curled automatically as his eye twitched. "No, I still don't. Tch. Let's go I'm starving already." He stated before turning around, and managing to burn one book, she smiled brightly, jumped right next to him and pulled his face down to whisper in his ear.

"Revenge is best served cold. So get ready for your dessert." She smirked, clung on to Kaito as she saw three shadows by the door, though there was something bothering her in every step she takes away from them she still smiled at them. Thank you, senpais.

Mikan and Misaki happily strolled towards their classroom; today the Class A students would just be having a half day schedule, much to their delight. The two of them were talking about a new store by the central town which has 50 percent discount where they would buy probably new tops and clothes.

"Ohio, Sakura-chan, Harada-chan!" Koizumi Luna said cheerfully (not). Both of them plastered a fake smile before thinking at the same time. Bitch.

There are only probably 20 in Class A, consisting of 3 third years (Misaki's included there), 5 second years (Includes Kaito and Yuu), and the rest are first years. Every Friday Jochus are entitled to be in their own classes and not with the Shujuns because this is the day where the Shujuns' parents or messengers arrive to relay messages, (though they could just e-mail It.) and check up on them.

It had been a week after she cleaned the Hell room and she still couldn't think of any revenge to plan on Natsume. She sat down on her desk and began to seriously contemplate over something. Most of the boys there were talking about girls and new games to play while the girls are busy talking about clothes and new recipes. (Note: Mikan doesn't know how to cook other than to bake a cake.)

She was still quirking her eyebrows, thinking of something very sadistic and cruel that he would beg for her mercy, her thoughts were interrupted when one of their classmates with blonde curly hair and square rimmed eye glasses, entered eyes wide and face sweating shouted, "The green house was bombed by the AAO. The student council was inside the green house, do you know who are their Jochus or some—?" Mikan quickly jumped up and ran towards her; she hastily grabbed her shoulders and began to shake her real hard.

"Where are they?! Tell me!" her amber eyes were wide and pleading that the girl swallowed and stared back.

"Alice Hospital, but Jochus aren't allowed there!" but Mikan didn't hear it anymore, she was already out, running towards the said hospital.

This can't be. If the Student council was in that place surely Tonoichi and Sakurano and Yuki and Kaname-senpai are hurt, she thought miserably. But the AAO! For God's sake why are they attacking right now and in broad daylight! Bombings should happen when the students are asleep and there is nobody around. She mentally cursed herself, not even knowing why. So that's why she felt so uneasy when she left them, she didn't know that they are going to get hurt. She didn't know that maybe that's the last time she'll see them. The three of them were always away, never around for they are sorting out several academy businesses and now, they're in the hospital, lying down there and probably hurt and pained.

She hurriedly jumped up on a branch and began to jump towards the hospital; she knows that this would be tiring but what the hell? They're her friends; they're her brothers and saviors. They're there when she needs them and now whether they like it or not, she'll go there to see them. She grabbed hold of the branch of the last tree then landed safely on her feet; she didn't care if her palm bled. (A/N: this is like the scene in Vampire knight when Yuuki jumped down and met Aido-senpai and Kain-senpai)

The doors were wide open making her see the whole lounge of the hospital, the automatic glass doors were about to close when she stepped inside, ran towards the front desk only to see a strict and disgusted looking nurse who wrinkled her nose in an instant at the sight of her. Mikan panted and spoke abruptly, "Where are Syuuichi Sakurano and the other Student council members who were hurt in the explosion a while ago?"

"Don't you know the rules, Jochu?" she snapped coldly, "your kind isn't allowed inside this hospital, and as I know Syuuichi Sakurano's Jochu is—" she stared at her computer and smiled slyly, "a man with a name of Kaname." She didn't like it when the woman said the word 'kind.'

"Look, I need to see them right now, the hell with the rules! I need to see them already now just let me in!" she ran towards the elevator but the nurse grabbed her.

"We're just following the rules, fan girls and Jochus—especially aren't allowed here! How many times do I have to tell you?! I don't care if you're Hyuuga-sama's Jochu so just get out before I use my Alice on you!"

"You are such a racist person! So what if I'm a Jochu? Can't I be friends with Shujuns?" she shook the woman's arms away before bolting towards the elevator, only to bump into Yuki.

"Y-Yuki-senpai?" she muttered, Yuki's face has two bandages and his wrist was also covered in a bandage. "Ogenki desu ka."

Yuki stared at her for a brief moment. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be inside your classroom at this time."

"I heard that—" she suddenly felt an arm around her wrist; she turned around only to see the nurse who grabbed her awhile ago.

"I'm really sorry sir if she bumped into you, it wouldn't happen—" Yuki raised his hand, telling her to stop.

"She's a friend of Sakurano, Tono and mine. Let her in. the room's no. 205. I'll just inform the principals." He pecked her cheek and walked away.

"Is Kana-senpai, injured too?" she asked quietly, Yuki turned around and shook his head.

"No, but Tono's still unconscious."

"Sakurano-senpai?" she mouthed when she entered Tonoichi's room, she just found out that another person was there with broken legs and arms. She stared at him pitifully then proceeded to Sakurano's side. His olive eyes were still fixed on Tonoichi, who was having a dextrose tube inserted in his arm, an oxygen mask on his mouth, several stitches and cuts on his face, neck and arms. She gasped and held Tonoichi's hand, carefully squeezed it and turned to Sakurano who had several scratches and probably a burnt shoulder.

"What happened?" she asked.

"We we're examining the new developed thorn plants, planted by Misaki-sensei then when Yuri touched one flower it exploded."

"How did you know that the AAO did this?" she asked again. "And why did they bomb the green house? They could have tried bombing Hyuuga's room or the teachers' lodge."

"Apparently, the wall behind the green house was just week so they slipped inside, planted several bombs underneath the plants and by the walls." He explained. "but I don't understand why did they bomb us at that time." He clenched his fist and glared at her.

"Somebody probably accessed into their database, took information about it, the blueprints, the plans, their secrets and left the computer hanging there without closing the programs, and since they found out that it's our school they quickly made a way to get back on us." She pointed out. "Was Tono directly hit by one of the bombs?"

Sakurano went pale as he stared at her, "No, but—but he—I was the one who was supposed to be hit directly." He bit his lip, "Tonoichi saved my life, he jumped on top of me to—block the bomb away. I'm really sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry Sakurano-senpai," she said softly. "Tono-senpai likes to do that. Save people even though he'll hurt himself in the process." She smiled all of a sudden. "So what time will he wake up?"

Sakurano's face fell down even more, "Mikan, Tono—he's on coma. The impact hit some of his internal organs, now some of them aren't functioning well and they're still looking at his lungs because they aren't supplying oxygen with to his organs, and monitoring his heart if its left ventricle is blocked."

"So, you mean—" she glanced at Tonoichi, "nobody knows when he'll wake up?" she asked incredulously. "No… no way!"

"I'm really sorry Mikan," Sakurano reached for her shoulder and squeezed it. She shook it away and went in front of Tonoichi's bed and clawed through the wood, her eyes blazing in anger.

"If Tono-senpai doesn't wake up this week, I swear, I swear that I'll kill those people who did this. For they hurt somebody important to me, they'll pay. Tono! Please wake up already because if you won't—I'll blow their headquarters and tear their bodies apart until they beg for mercy." She clenched her fists and backed away.

"Don't try to do anything stupid Mikan—" Sakurano started.

"I'm not going to do anything stupid! I'm just going to avenge Tono and you and Yuki-senpai! I wouldn't do something that I would regret because—"

The person confined with Tonoichi coughed loudly, "I believe that this is a hospital, control your voice Miss Sakura or else I'll put you on probation and you'll never step foot in this hospital ever again." He glared at her, his midnight blue eyes hidden behind his round glasses and his blue hair swept to his side. When he talked she felt herself grow cold and she can still remember that she only felt this way when Imai Hotaru met her.

"Who is he?" she suddenly asked, "Sakurano-senpai, he looks so freaky." The edge of his glasses flashed as she sweat dropped.

"Imai Subaru, Imai Hotaru's older brother."

"O-Onii-chan?"

Mikan was still staring at her reflection, she's still thinking if she'll attack the AAO. Persona told her not to go, for it'll be too risky but because of her stubbornness and naivety, she decided that she'll continue, whether they like it or not. She'll prepare for Persona's scolding the next day and get ready in case Sakurano will hit her. She pulled her closet door open grabbed her black long sleeved shirt and jacket and slipped it on, took several new daggers, home made C4's and several daggers. She kicked her shoes off and placed her boots on, tied her hair in a high ponytail and placed her whit half mask on. "I can do this." She smiled to herself before jumping out of her window and jumping to the Sakura tree beside her room. She felt herself grow numb, the wind roaring in her ears, the branches hitting her exposed thighs, hands clammy and eyes watery. This is the first time that she'll do a mission without any of the agent's help or Persona's instructions.

The wall separating the Academy from the outside world has electric shock all over it and at this time, probably, (as she guessed.) the electric shock is weaker. She just remembered that she left her ID inside her room so there's no way that they can track her anymore. Everything's just perfect and to make it more perfect she needs to at least blow up one part of their headquarters. Jumping a branch back she sucked some air and slipped through the wall, experiencing probably only 590 volts. She lightly winced and landed on her feet. She pulled her herself up and stared at her monitoring device, the AAO headquarters is just 160 miles away from them, northeast. And according to her calculations she can teleport at least a mile away from their headquarters then probably monitor their base.

She closed her eyes, prayed that she'll arrive at the precise place she wants to teleport at. Felt herself get squeezed, lifted up and landing on her feet again. She opened her eyes and saw that she's directly in front of their gates. She smirked jumped up, caught sight of the camera beside her and in an instant she unplugged it. She carefully jumped and observed her surroundings she went inside their headquarters a lot of times and she already knows where their control room is. She sleekly ran towards the middle of the field, got welcomed by the lasers lined up there and began to hit her, she did several summersaults, long jumps and leaps to disconnect the main one then continued running. At this time they probably know that they have a visitor. And not a normal one.

Several agents as she predicted appeared in front of her, all of them wearing probably their night clothes for they are all wearing robes. She smirked widely before attacking them. None of them were wearing their masks and she smirked even more as she grabbed hold of the last man's robe kicked him hard by his stomach and threw him down easily, she continued to attack them, eyes glistening and moves so fascinating. She finished fighting them within two minutes. New record. She thought. She touched the only girl's face and memorized her appearance, then took her robe.

"Shin! Did you get her?!" the guard asked casually, though his eyes were stating otherwise. Mikan gave him a glare and muttered 'no' acidly as she cursed her teammates. The man nodded and let her through. She smirked and casually strode the halls. Easily fooled, she thought smugly as she bolted to another dimly lit corridor, took another sharp turn and ran directly towards the door in front of her and as she knows, it was really the Control room. She smirked, zipped her jacket open, pulled all her packed C4's and began to place them all over the place. She can still remember in the blue print that underneath this room is their gas supply. She smiled and pulled her detonator out of her jacket, pressed the red button and ran outside.

"Ah, and of course as I predicted, the Gakuen Alice will avenge themselves." She glared at the man in front of her, he is Niwa Satoshi, has plant Alice with deep green eyes and blue hair. She growled at him. "Shin can't speak to tell you the truth." He stated simply, "that's why we knew you're here. So did you get some information?" he asked casually.

"Actually, Niwa, yes. Thanks for everything you have in here." She jerked her thumb inside and smiled at him.

"Well, I guess I need to take that information away from you; And besides you-can-not-escape-me."

"Don't be so sure of that. The last time we fought you were begging for mercy." She sneered. His lips curled, placed his thumb upon his lips and bit it. She gradually took a step back and stared at the vines that are attacking her. She dodged it, managing to get hit by one, sending her towards the left side of the hall. She groaned pulled herself up only to realize that her left temple was bleeding. She mentally cursed herself before noticing that a vine caught her foot and squeezed the life out of it. She burnt it and charged, Satoshi smirked at her, kicked her abdomen as she punched him back, she saw his lip bleed she aimed another punch but got stopped by one of his vines which whipped her right cheek, she glared at him and ordered her own vines to charge towards him, he blocked them and advanced in front of her, grabbed her arm and yanked her away from him, but unpredictably, Mikan held his shoulders sending all his power forced on her arm back to himself as she pulled herself up, placed both of her feet on his chest and kicked him hard. He hit the wall with a loud thud and using her own plant Alice, she lets all her vines crawl all over him, pulled him close to the wall, cracked his bones before they bloomed.

"Too bad you're so hot." She rubbed her head and walked away.

A mile away from the headquarters she pressed the button again. Her eyes forced themselves open to watch as her body fell down onto the trunk of the tree as she felt the ground shake a bit, heard a loud BOOM and saw a cloud of smoke emerging from their headquarters. She smiled and closed her eyes, it is done.

She heavily panted, face covered with blood, clothes dripping wet. Tonoichi's room was probably 15 meters away and there was a dim light inside it, almost blocked by the curtains, she just observed that the widow was closed, much to her disgust. She gathered her strength to grab hold on the bricked wall before pushing the widow up; she entered and almost fell down. Tonoichi was still there in his deep slumber, the oxygen mask falling down from his mouth; a small smile painted her lips as she rearranged it back. Her revenge was over and all she needs to see is Tonoichi's smiling face.

"Senpai," she whispered lips hovering over his left ear, "it is done."

Tonoichi didn't mumble nor grunt in response but she felt it, his breathing seemed to be slower and she smiled. She knows that he'll be furious if he'll find out about what she just did, and surely Persona will be really mad at her too. She sighed and stared at Imai Subaru, whose legs were still dangling up, she cracked a smile then held Tonoichi's hand and carefully squeezed it.

"Mikan-chan?" she looked up and saw Meyuri-chan, a red haired nurse with light olive eyes. "Oh my goodness! Why are you covered in blood?" she reached for her face but she shook her head. "Sakurano and Yuki told me to stay here in case you'll come and visit Tonoichi. And looks like you've—"

"Please don't tell anybody, I just want to feel better." She muttered quietly. Meyuri sighed and examined Tonoichi's chart.

"We still don't know when he will wake up. He's so unpredictable." She glanced at her, "I'll get some clothes and probably some towels too. I'll come back later." Mikan nodded and stared at Tonoichi. The door snapped close and she stared at the open window. The wind was cool and refreshing, drying the blood on her face, a faint smell of grease and blueberries reached her nose and she turned around only to see Imai Hotaru, amethyst eyes fixed on her. "Imai-shujun?"

"What are you doing here Sakura?" she asked in a monotone. She was holding a basket of fruits.

"I made a wrong turn and accidentally—" Hotaru's eyes wandered from her face to Mikan's hand which was still holding Tonoichi's hand. She immediately removed it only to realize that it's too late.

"I'm not dumb Sakura," she snapped. "But that's a nice try." She smirked and walked towards Subaru's side.

"Will you tell this to anybody?" she asked uncertainly. Hotaru turned to face her.

"Pretend that I didn't go here, and I'll do the same." She smiled and disappeared behind the curtain of Subaru's cubicle.

She casually strode into the Dining hall, her left side was still hurting and her head was still throbbing in pain, she heard some Jochus murmur something about her but she couldn't hear it, she was still busy minding her temples and her pained body. Her cut and temple was bandaged by Hotaru, much to her surprise and she even stitched her skin tissue back which was so painful that just because she remembered it she winced. Her lip was still swollen and still bleeding. If Persona or Sakurano sees her they'll scold her. And to think of it probably the Higher-ups, the SC, the teachers and the staff already found out about what she just did. She shuddered thinking about her punishment makes her feel so nauseous and squirmy. She heavily sighed and sat down beside Natsume only to experience pain when she sat down.

"What happened to you?" Kaito suddenly asked, she rolled her eyes groaned when her stitched cut moved then held her temple again.

"I managed to make out with Niwa Satoshi but he suddenly turned so aggressive that he hit me and bit my lip so hard." she said sarcastically. Kaito growled and raised his eyebrows.

"I certainly don't remember anybody—who studies here with a name of Niwa Satoshi." Sumire said matter-of-factly, "probably he's a Jochu or something."

"Actually," Yuu said wiping his mouth dry with a table napkin, "I don't know anybody with the name of Niwa Satoshi too." He stared at Mikan clearly displaying a message 'you did something again.'

She smirked and placed the fork inside her mouth. Natsume was ignoring her as usual and still, Tonoichi's running inside her mind. She wished that he'd wake up—her thoughts were broken for Koko coughed out. And it means that—she glared at him. "Don't try reading my mind ever again." Two girls were walking by the aisle talking about something

"—you know what; my Jochu is just so useless, I mean I shouldn't have hired her. She couldn't even do my math assignments." Said the green haired girl, Mikan immediately stiffened as all the Jochus looked down.

"Yeah, I know how it feels. Just yesterday I asked my Jochu to clean my new Prada shoes with cloth since it's not leather but she used some black shoe polish on it. What an idiot." The blue haired one said.

"And to think of it, the Jochus are supposed to keep us in peace right and to stop all those stupid and gruesome bombings. I wonder what they are doing. They should all be punished because of them Tono—" Mikan's eyes immediately flashed, she was about to use her Alice but Yuu grabbed her hand and shook his head, but to her delight a Jochu used his water Alice to make the green haired girl fall down. Most of them smirked and eyed that Jochu.

"Kazumi!" her friend exclaimed, another Jochu walked towards them and offered to use her Wind Alice to dry her up unfortunately sending a roaring wind right at her face. "Oh, sorry, as you can see I'm in class B so I can't control my Alice yet." Another one walked towards the girl and offered to help with his Beauty Alice but ended up messing her face.

"Misaki stared at Mikan, "do something already before—" Mikan rolled her eyes and stood up, the blue haired girl stared at her hopefully but then got disappointed when Mikan smirked.

"I think you're starving," she said sweetly, "want me to help you?" she raised her index finger and the girl was levitated she was about to throw her on the table but Natsume shouted at her. "STOP IT POLKA!" and immediately the girl fell down on the edge of the table. "oops."

Natsume glared at her. "what the hell did you just do?"

She stared at him, "you said stop."

He glowered at her, "I know I said so but why do you have to drop her?"

She rolled her eyes, "when you order me, my mind and body easily obeys you. So I advise you, Hyuuga to just order me around when it's already safe to order me. I just followed your orders."

"You are really one useless, stupid and worthless Jochu. All of you are worthless and we don't need you, in case you don't know what you just did violated the rules, you attacked a Shujun." He said coldly, her eyes hidden beneath her bangs, she laughed at what he said.

"If we're worthless, then all of you are nothing but insolent brats who relies on their Jochus to graduate! All of you are money loving and wasting fools! You don't know how much pain and hurt feelings we are keeping inside our selves and you don't even give a damn! If you think we are worthless then why bother hiring me Hyuuga?! We're still human and in our level all of us are equal there are no gods, no masters and no Shujuns and no higher people! We're still human and we all have feelings too—not just because all of you are paying us it doesn't mean that you can just treat us like rags, you filthy son of a—" she was about to slap him but a searing pain inside her head made her fall down on the floor, it was Persona and she can feel him. She can feel it.

"Mikan!"

"That's what you get when you just say what you want."

She held her temples she was burning again, it hurts and it sucks to hell. A cold mist enveloped her and she looked up, it was him. Persona.

"P-Persona?"

"We still haven't had a chat Sakura, after what you just did last night," his voice dripping cold sent chills down her spine. The three Jochus who used their Alice took a step back, she closed her eyes shut. "I am going to deal with the three of you later, and as for you," he stood up and pulled Mikan's elbow. "We need to talk about what you just did yesterday and just now. I didn't give you permission but you still continued how can you—?"

"I want to do that for myself. I'm prepared for my punishment." She said weakly.

"Then come. Bombing the AAO without my permission is just too much." Kaito stared at Mikan and Misaki bit her lip. "I'll have a talk with you too later, Harada. I told you to keep an eye on her." He turned to Natsume who was still looking at his plate. "My apologies Hyuuga-shujun, this wouldn't happen again."

She quietly entered Natsume's dimly lit room. She closed the door with a soft snap, and went inside his little hallway; she hasn't been herself in the past few days. She isn't talking to Natsume and just obeyed him quietly not even a word will be spoken. She would leave after their classes and avoid him as much as possible. And she was still worried for Tonoichi is still in coma. She frequently visited him, slept in his hospital room and kept herself his company whenever Sakurano and Yuki aren't around. Kaname left for Nagoya to talk to the Hime-sama who's till on vacation last Monday, three days after the green house was bombed. She ignored Natsume, avoided her friends and just locked herself inside her room and ate only little. She heaved a sigh out remembering Persona again.

She heard somebody flip through another page of a book or some reading materials by the living room, and there she saw Natsume, back facing her right arm dangling behind the couch; reading yet again another manga from his collection. She plucked up the courage to walk towards him and ask him, "any orders today, Hyuuga-shujun?" she went in front of him, managed to note that he looks hot in his position, body slouching, arm behind the couch, buttons undone, shoes still on and his crimson eyes still fixed on the manga.

"Hyuuga-shujun?" she repeated again. He looked up and raised his foot. "Umm…"

"Remove my shoes. Idiot." She felt her chest contract hearing him insult her again. "It's an order." She knelt down obediently, took hold of his left shoe and pulled it gently, she placed the shoe down and took the other one, she felt his eyes on her but she was too preoccupied to stare back.

"Are you alright idiot?" he asked non-too friendly, "you're not talking to me much."

She nodded, picked up his shoes and stood up. He finally threw his manga down and glared at her calm amber eyes.

"See?" he snapped. "There's something wrong with you!" She stared at him oddly before walking to his shoe rack and placed the shoes inside. "What's wrong with you?!"

She sighed and walked back in front of him, picked up the manga that was lying on the floor and placed it on top of his coffee table. "Nothing's wrong with me, Hyuuga-shujun. If there's nothing more you want me to do, I'll take my leave." She began to walk away from him but he grabbed her arm.

His eyes hidden beneath his messy locks, he whispered hoarsely, "Let me comfort you, just once."

Let me comfort you just once…

A/N: if you thought that Mikan would avenge herself from Natsume, no. Mikan just avenged her senpais. At least there had been a short moment between Natsume and Mikan at the end, though it was certainly OOC. Really, I want to put another scene but its better if it's not in a cliff hanger mode. No, I didn't place a kissing scene because it'll be in the next chapter, this is just one comforting scene… don't worry I'll make sure that they'll kiss in the next chapter. This chapter has 8044 words

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