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Red Lining
"As much as I like having you fall for a really acceptable, up-to-standard girl, I would like to say, in behalf of being your manager... please stay away from gossips that will make you and all the rest of Red Lining cooked off the press!" Tsubasa exclaimed as he tossed the newspaper tabloid in front of Natsume and the rest of the band, Red Lining. "As much as I believe that little Miss Mikan is making you overwhelmingly happy, we don't want more gossips flashing up!"
The members of the group moved closely to the newspaper and saw the headlines. Red, bold letters that clearly said:
ROCK STAR NATSUME HYUUGA STAYING WITH A GIRL FOR A NIGHT!
Then the sub caption said:
Was this a one-night stand?
And a snap of picture was posted there where Natsume had actually left the "mysterious" girl's dorm that early morning.
The band members started to feel the wave of relief for Mikan and for Natsume because Mikan's identity was still unknown. Still, there was a possibility that Mikan could get jeopardize when people start to know who she was.
Natsume, who wasn't clearly in the mood to listen to his manager, just stared into space and repeated last night's revelation in his mind like it was the best thing that ever happened to his life.
Not that, it wasn't.
For the past seventeen years of his life, he had everything. But, this was the only time he did felt something so overwhelming that he couldn't stop himself from grinning from one ear to another.
"I love you, Natsume..."
Natsume sighed like a love-sick puppy that he was already becoming.
Seeing that Natsume was definitely out of his mind, Tsubasa's anger raged and he held Natsume on his collar and started shaking him to snap him out of his trance.
Ruka started to laugh, "Tsubasa, you can't do anything now when he's like that. I think something happened yesterday."
"What do you mean!? So this one-night stand is true? Is that what you're telling me?!"
"Tsubasa..."
Tsubasa loosened his hold on Natsume's collar when he heard him finally talking.
"I didn't have a one-night stand with her. I'm planning to do so much more, you know."
That sent everyone laughing their heads off.
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Mikan walked towards her school as she tried to wash away all the stress from her limbs and neck.
She sighed as she remembered her last encounter with Natsume.
How did he end up in my bed?
And how come...
Suddenly Mikan couldn't help but blush as she remembered the way that Natsume stared at her that early morning and the way it feels to have his lips on her skin...
Mikan mentally kicked herself for thinking such naughty thoughts.
She slowly headed for the classroom.
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Mikan felt the atmosphere change once she entered the classroom. She looked up and saw that almost all of her classmates were looking at her with shock, disbelief, madness, awe and so much more.
Did she just miss something?
She took a step forward when suddenly all of her classmates ran to her like giant apes, causing havoc to the once orderly classroom.
"Is it true, Mikan?"
"We know you're the girl in the news—"
"Natsume-kun brought you home—"
"You kissed him—"
"You had a one night stand with him—"
Mikan stared blankly at her classmates as they shouted out their remarks to her as if she did something really, really bad, as if they were enraged by her.
"Huh??"
Everyone suddenly shut their mouth as they stared at her like she just got out of the mental hospital.
That's where a certain girl came to the rescue.
Hotaru made her way inside the circle, pulled Mikan by the ear and hauled her out of the room, out of sight from their curious classmates.
"Ow... Oww... Hotaru! Mou... my ears going to fall off now!"
Hotaru stopped dragging at her ears as they got to the end of the hallway. "Speak up."
Mikan looked at Hotaru with a questioning look. "About what?"
"I know that Natsume slept yesterday in your room. Spill the beans, Mikan. What happened?"
Mikan blushed as she started to remember what happened that early morning.
"Uhm... ano... I have no idea... he... he was going to sleep there. I just saw him in... with me." Mikan blushed madly as she remembered all the naughty thoughts she had.
His touch...
His lips against—
"Mikan!"
"Huh? What happened?"
"You're daydreaming again. What else happened?"
"Then..."
Mikan pouted as she decided if she was going to say something about what happened that morning.
"He... uhm..."
Hotaru suddenly saw the love mark on Mikan's neck.
Hotaru signaled Mikan to shut her mouth.
Everything was clear now.
Hotaru's eyes glimmered a little. "I see... I understand. When did he bite you?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Hotaru pointed towards her neck.
The ghost of a face plastered itself on Mikan's as she suddenly pulled Hotaru inside the bathroom to let herself see the mark which was probably caused by Natsume.
No, correct that, he was the one who caused the bite.
Mikan wanted to faint as she saw the purple bruised coming from the side of her neck. "That jerk! Where is he?! I'm gonna kill him!"
The blush on Mikan's face abruptly changed to an angry one when she saw what Natsume had done to her. She quickly ran off, leaving Hotaru sighing in dissatisfaction.
Mikan clearly didn't understand what that bite signified.
It was clear to Hotaru that Natsume's telling everybody that he owns her already...
It just so happens that Mikan still had no clue.
God, please save my stupid, naïve best friend.
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Mikan quickly dashed down towards the gates of her the Alice Academy as she definitely and intentionally tried to look for Natsume Hyuuga.
Much to her delight and annoyance, the limousine that always took Natsume and his other band mates to school, just stopped, the doors opening slowly.
Mikan quickly ran towards the limousine just like the rest of the fan girls who quickly outwitted her speed.
Heaving like an angry baboon, Mikan pushed herself through the crowd and towards the so-called celebrities. Mikan stopped in front of Ruka when she was absolutely sure that she couldn't find Natsume's arrogant face.
"Where's the jerk?"
Ruka sweat dropped.
In Ruka's observation, Natsume looked so blissful that he appeared like he just got drugged, while in comparison to this girl before him, Mikan looked like a wild bear in search of her prey.
"Uhm... Mikan? Are you alright?"
"I am!" Mikan screamed as she glared up at Ruka like he was the one that did something wrong to her. "I just need—"
Just then, a pair of hands made its way around Mikan's waist, enveloping her in its warmth, its head rested comfortably at her shoulders.
Mikan felt her body electrify by the contact and knew that it was unquestionably Natsume hugging her. "Wha—"
"Waaaaaaaaaaaah! Natsume-kun's hugging some stupid girl!"
Mikan cut herself off as she glared at the fan girls looking at her disgustingly. She tried to get off Natsume but the smell of him started intoxicating her and it left her heart starting to beat furiously.
Natsume cocked his head to one side, without leaving Mikan's shoulders and looked straight at the girls who just called Mikan 'some stupid girl.'
His eyes looked at them lazily but there was the cold, intense animosity lurking inside his ruby orbs.
Just one look and all the fan girls scampered away.
Their manager Tsubasa started panicking because of what Natsume had done but Natsume's band mates just started laughing.
Natsume suddenly turned back to Mikan and hugged her even more tightly. "I missed you..." He breathed out.
Mikan wanted to melt against Natsume. His smell was overriding her senses and it was making her crazy that she almost, almost really forgot what she needed to do.
"Hyuuga, let go of me."
Natsume grinned. "Polka," Mikan gritted her teeth and balled her fist as she tried to contain her anger. "Last night you were calling me by my first name and now you act—"
Mikan panicked immediately as she turned herself so that she was facing Natsume and clamped her hands on Natsume's mouth.
"What? What?!" Tsubasa screamed. "It's true! My little Natsume has—"
"No! No! Nothing like that happened!" Mikan pleaded as she now tried to pull away from Natsume's grip.
"What are you saying, Mikan? You were moan—AAAAAAAHHHH! Why did you do that for!?" Natsume bellowed as Mikan bit his middle finger harder than ever.
Mikan wiped her mouth as she sniggered, "That's what you get for biting me!"
Natsume writhed with pain, "What do you mean?!"
"You bruised my neck!"
Suddenly all of the people around them stopped doing what they were doing and looked straight at Mikan with their jaw ready to fall down the floor.
Silence.
"Huh? Why are you guys staring at me?" Mikan asked as she felt the stares and the uncomfortable silence.
Then, all of a sudden, everyone started laughing like she had pulled off one of the biggest jokes with flying colors.
Even Natsume started laughing.
Mikan glanced at him and studied his face quickly. It was the first time she'd seen him laugh so loud and so carefree. It made her heart swell that she knew that Natsume had laughed and smiled because of her. She smiled dreamily.
Suddenly, without Mikan understanding what happened next, she was suddenly wrapped in Natsume's tight embrace, his hug crushing her to his chest. He buried his head in her hair and whispered so that she was the only one who could hear what he was about to say.
Laughing out his excess happiness he paused and whispered so that it surely made Mikan shiver all the way down to her spine.
"You're mine."
Weeeeeeeee... I liked the last part. Ehehe.
Okay, I'm sorry for confusing one reader due to my use of the word 'ending' so I decided to change it into 'last part'
This is not yet the ending, chill. :D
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FOR YOUR INFORMATION (corner)
I've decided to make another story! MikanxNatsume, of course, but I hope everyone will also read it. I'll be basing it on one of my other fics but anyway I just hope you will all like it too. I'm not sure when I will be posting it but look at my profile page for updates. :D
I've also done a NatsumexMikan one-shot called Missions, please read it! hehe.
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