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T.K.: Yahoo everyone! This is another Mikan shot but it's Natsume's mission to find out who's behind the mysterious gifts!

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"Hey Mikan, you have a package from your fan club!" My head was leaning against my boyfriend's shoulder in exhaustion as Yuu Tobita, our class president carried the box inside the classroom. Though I suppose a correction is in order; one thing was for sure, I did NOT have a fan club. In reality, I (along with everyone else) had no idea who was even sending me this stuff. It was stuff like poems, drawings, candy, howalon, clothing, and money… but I never took any of it.

"What was that?" My boyfriend, and also quick to be riled up was Natsume Hyuuga, and he didn't look pleased as the package slammed down on our desks.

"Are you still getting presents from those weirdo's?" I noticed the slight tension in his arms around my waist when he started this sentence, but when I raised my hand to his cheek; I managed to divert the situation.

"Yeah, but it's nothing too bad. Everything that I received has been taken by Hotaru anyway, so there's no need to worry Natsume." I could understand his frustration, I mean, who wouldn't? We had only started dating for two weeks and that was when the presents started to pop up. At first I had thought that it was Natsume who was giving them to me, but when I confronted him about it, he had no clue to what it was. Now it's frequently happening, so much so that the person who is dropping it off has either left it on my doorstep, mailbox, or in front of the classroom. This time just happened to be the classroom.

Oh, yeah, I wouldn't call them weirdo's either. They were more like stalkers if anything… whoever they are.

"Mikan," A stoic voice from the front of the class brought my attention that way, and in her hands was a small letter. One little thing I forgot to mention, this person likes to leave me little notes (typed) telling me how pretty and kind I am.

"Give it here." I sighed out, my right hand reaching for the letter only to be tugged back by Natsume. He was being very protective lately, but I could see why he was doing it.

"No, don't you dare touch anymore of that disgusting stuff. I'm sick and tired of this person sending you crap that I could get you myself."

Jealous, isn't he? It's okay though, I found it kind of charming especially when he said stuff like that to me.

"Ah, Natsume…" I cooed, but he stuck his tongue out ruining the moment.

"Don't get the wrong idea polka; I just don't think these stalkers should waste their money on you. If they should waste their money, they should do it on ME."

And then he had to go and say that. Jerk. Puffing my cheeks out, I puckered my lips and tried to stand up. That is, until Natsume's arms decided to act like fetters and kept me stuck in place. Moving over, he adjusted himself so that he was sitting next to me and brought my head underneath his chin in the crook of his neck. Though he means the opposite of what he says, I know that he's actually worried… at least I hope he is.

Relaxing back into his frame I closed my eyes just so that I could escape reality. Everything that was happening was freaking even me out, but I did feel re-assured that Natsume was there.

"Let's see what's behind mystery box number one!" Koko and Kitsune bellowed at the same time, and Sumire whacked the two over the head with her fists.

"Would you please act your age for once? Geez, you make me think that you're NOT 16 year olds…" I saw her lean against Ruka's side of the desk before elegantly pushing back her curly bangs from her face.

"Shouldn't we tell Narumi about her getting the package in the first place?" Ruka asked suddenly, drawing everyone's attention back to him. He wore a concerned expression on his face as he wrapped his arms around Hotaru's shoulders.

"Maybe…" I finally surmised, but Natsume blew out the air that he had been holding in.

"I don't think that's necessary." Drawing his arms away from my waist he went to the package and started to unwrap the present. His hands worked eloquently as he plucked the wrap off.

"What do you think going to be in it?" Koko supposed.

"Some more candy?" Kitsune wondered aloud.

"Maybe it'll be money," Ruka said, while Hotaru pulled out her betting machine.

"Hold it Hyuuga, I want to hear the bets before you open the thing." Everyone sweated at that comment but everyone (except for Natsume and me) betted on the mystery item. I didn't know what it would be, but I was sure it was going to surprise everyone. Then again, Hotaru always used these types of situations to gain a profit.

"What are you betting on?" I stopped Natsume fingers from opening the package just to make sure she was playing as well. It was then that I caught the mischievous glint in her amethyst eyes that I understood why she didn't bet yet.

"I win all of the profit if it's none of the items anyone betted on."

"So basically," Said my boyfriend as he swatted my hands away from his to start plucking the box apart. "If this item wasn't mentioned in the bets, you win?" The short nod of confirmation silenced everyone. Would it be food, books, howalon, fabric, clothing, or hair accessories? I was slightly curious to see what it was as well, so I just shrugged my shoulders at the thought.

Pluck!

The top was popped off by Natsume when Hotaru gave the sign to, and with her camera ready she snapped about fifty pictures of everyone's faces before looking at the mysterious object lying inside. Hotaru had been wondering why everyone's (including mine) was so shocked, but she had assumed that it was because she had won the bet… but when her eyes saw the… well… my stalkers present she too wore the same expression.

"What… the hell…" I stuttered aloud feeling the heat rising to my cheeks. Everyone was gawking at them; even Natsume was staring quite stupidly at the strewn objects inside. Then before I could slam the cover on top Natsume did it for me. The slamming sensation rocked through the desk and to the ground and everyone took a step back.

"Erase what you all just saw." The boy seethed angrily at everyone and they all jumped away from the box. I was flabbergasted by what had all just happened, but didn't make a noise. How was I supposed to act about… THAT!

Koko, being either brave or stupid, decided to speak for us who couldn't even voice our thoughts. "Was that… Mikan's… underwe-Gah!" A small fire started to burn Koko's sleeve but before anymore damage could be done I nullified it with my Alice.

"Err…" I started but Natsume slammed his hand on the desk; he was very… I repeat… VERY angry right now.

"Yeah…." I finished my short sentence, and then Hotaru moved to a corner of the classroom to build some sort of contraption. Everyone was curious as to what she was building but Ruka coughed to drag everyone's attention back to him.

"Forget what you all just saw, nothing happened… just let Natsume and Mikan… and perhaps Hotaru's death machine take care of it…" They had hoped that this would be enough to suffice, but I knew that something bad was going to happen… and it was probably going to result in someone's death later that day.

Seconds later everyone cringed at the way Natsume opened the door; even I cringed at the amount of force used against the poor inanimate object. "Those bastards went too far." I was about to get up to follow him, but he had turned to me with such an angry expression that froze me in place.

"No, Mikan you stay here; I'm going to find those… things and murder them. They'll regret the day that they messed with MY girlfriend."

…

I don't think this is going to be good.

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"Neh… do you think Natsume will think of us nabbing Mikan-chan's underwear as a joke?"

"…I hope so… sometimes that kid has a short fuse."

"I wouldn't worry about it. We just wanted to see if Natsu-chan was going to be protective of Mikan-chan; and clearly he is… except now he's looking for us… Uh… Tono do you think he'll find out it's us?"

The older classmen with long black hair brought his hand to his chin in thought. Would the short-tempered boy laugh it off if he found out it was them… No, it would result in their death for sure.

"We can't let that happen Andou…" Tono replied calmly, he placed both his hands on Tsubasa's shoulders as if this was the last time they would talk to each other.

"If Natsu-chan finds out it was us he'd go ballistic! Sure we used one of Imai's robots to sneak into Mikan-chan's room to steal her undergarments as a joke, but if he knew… we'd be roast to a crisp."

The other man grabbed his head, shaking it slightly as wisps of navy blue hair popped out from his hat. The star that rested underneath the crook of his left eye seemed to burn when he thought of Natsume's flame.

"We went too far… did you see the murderous intent rolling off of him? It was intense!" Tsubasa shook his head further as he looked around. "Tono, no more pranks. I'm out. I do not want to taste his flames again."

"Ah, okay…" Tono sighed out, bringing his shoulders forward in depression. "But you can't deny that Mikan-chan's underwear was cute. How I wish Natsume didn't make her his girlfriend."

Tsubasa laughed off Tono's comment with a waving hand. "Yeah, they are. I actually liked the strawberry ones. They were cute."

"My favorite was the polka-dots. Do you think that's why Natsume calls her Polka?"

"Maybe, actually the panda's were so like her to have."

"I liked the ones that she was wearing today. Too bad you didn't nab those while you were at it." Three voices had joined in laughter together before Tono and Tsubasa stopped to see next to their kneeling selves was the one person they did not want to see.

"Natsu…Natsume!" Tsubasa stuttered; Tono was scrambling backwards away from the teenager as he sat on the haunches of his feet.

"So I see it's you guys who were sending Mikan those presents… how should I repay you?" The voice was steeled with an edge of ice. Crimson-eyes blazed as fires began to erupt around the two upperclassmen.

"Wait; Wait! Natsume it was a joke! Seriously! A joke!" Tono was trying hard not to sound like a girl, but it was hard especially when his voice was raising a couple octaves in fright.

"Yeah!" Tsubasa cried out, but the flames around them didn't die down.

"Oh?" Natsume cooed, raising one of his hands with a blazing flame in it. "Jokes can only go so far…"

"GAHHHHHH!"

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I was sitting in the classroom when Natsume walked back into the class. Hotaru was finished with her death machine, and Ruka was trying to stop her from setting it up.

"Hotaru, I understand you're frustrated, but wait until… Natsume!" Ruka turned to his friend, and was about to ask where he was when he saw two burnt people in his grasp.

"OH MY GOD!" I cried as I went over to the dropped forms of Tono and Tsubasa. "What did you do Natsume! I know you're angry about the present but you didn't have to take it out on them!"

"Drop it Polka, they brought it on themselves."

Puffing my shoulders up, I was about to ask how when Koko had laughed aloud.

"What Koko?" I asked demanding to know what the hell was going on.

"Oh, they were the ones giving you the presents. Tono came up with the idea to give you your undergarments in front of Natsume to see what he would do… though he didn't suspect that this would happen in the end. Tsubasa got dragged into it."

I felt my eyes widen at the spoken truth while Natsume kicked Tono in the shin. Of course I could see why he was still angry.

"Come on Natsume." I sighed aloud. "Let's go cool down shall we?" Wrapping my hand around his arm I pulled him in the direction of the classroom door, and was surprised that he followed obediently.

"They deserved it." He muttered once we were alone in the hall. I wondered if they did deserve to die, but his next comment stopped me from thinking. "And no, I did not murder them. You'd feel pretty sad if they did, so I just roasted them slightly and beat them until I felt better."

Shaking my head, I stopped myself from laughing aloud. It wasn't good to solve things with violence… but since they did steal my underwear… I'd turn a blind eye to it… just this once.

"Thanks for that." I chuckled, and he smirked down at me. He didn't say anything else, but the actions were well-received.

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"What should we do with them?" Ruka questioned about their upperclassmen.

"Ruka… take their pants off."

"WHAT?"

"Obviously they stole Mikan's underwear; I think they deserve to have everyone see their underwear too."

"Hotaru… you are a scary person… you know that… right?"

"Whatever do you mean Ruka-pyon?"

"Aye aye…"

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"Huh?...Where am I?"

"…Ugh… Tono, is that you?"

"Yeah… ouch. Natsume totally tried to kill us."

"No… that wasn't his full strength…" Tsubasa recalled, thinking of the true power behind the boy's flame. Then all of the sudden the door slid open as Jinno was checking his rounds, only to see Tono and Tsubasa on the floor with nothing on but their under wear.

SWUSHHHHHHH…..

"I don't know what you two are doing, but I'm going to have to suspend you two for indecent exposure."

"…Fuck…" They both called out into the night air.

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T.K's Ending note: Thanks for reading! Send me a review so that I feel love'ed! :)

EDIT: I changed the format because it was driving me INSANE! I also did some small edits here and there. :D

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Completed: September 23rd, 2010; 5:36 p.m.