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Chapter 4: The Sick Deal

I Just Didn't Know

In the Hyuuga's residence, the doorbell rang making Aoi stop on her tracks to the kitchen and went by the front door. She opened the door, and behind it was a tall, middle-aged man who was standing in front of her.

"Dad?"

"Aoi-chan!" He greeted as he hugged his beloved daughter whom he hadn't seen for almost a year. He tightly wrapped his arms around his daughter as if he didn't want to let go of her.

"What made you come back?" Aoi asked, gesturing her father to enter the house.

"Well you see, your grandfather…"

"Ah, class is finally finished!" Mikan moaned in relief to her seatmate.

"Looking forward in going home?" Natsume asked, smirking at the girl behind her.

"I have no intention talking to you." She said then she turned the other way, making Natsume chuckle at her. Ruka glanced at Natsume and formed a small smile.

Natsume checked his watch. "Ruka, I got to go," He bid farewell as he rose from his seat. "My sister is going to nag if I don't come home early." Ruka nodded at him and waved his friend goodbye.

"Do you have any missions?" Hotaru whispered in the smallest and softest voice she could create up with. It was dangerous talking about that matter inside the room but no one would even try eavesdropping at their conversation. In an early age, Hotaru was discovered as an alice due to her noticeable ability. Mikan, on the other hand, still continued to hide the fact that she was an alice from the school.

"Yeah," Mikan whispered back, trying to lower her voice. "The Boss ordered me specifically to finish some dude off."

"Take care," Her friend mumbled, trying to hide the concerned emotions she was feeling for her friend.

Mikan slightly nodded and gave her best friend a friendly hug before she left the room. When she was about to leave the school campus, she bumped into someone whom she didn't want to see the most. She rubbed her sore forehead from the collision and looked up to the transgressor. Her face turned to a scowl as soon as she met his eyes.

"Natsume." She hissed.

The raven-haired boy glared at her, not saying a word at all. He felt something heavy in his chest, his assassin instincts told him that something dreadful would happen today. He studied the brunette with an annoyed face—Why does she bump to me all the time?

He lightly pushed her away, he was in no mood for teasing the young girl in front of him right now. He walked away from her, not even looking at her. Mikan decided to ignore him, his actions were just getting into her nerves. Before walking away, she took one last look at Natsume's back.

In a few minutes, she finally arrived home. She took one of her keys from her schoolbag and unlocked the doorknob. As soon as she entered the entrance she heard the loud sound, which made her flinch from her spot, from the party popper which her mother was holding.

She clapped her hands at the brunette, making Mikan look at her in oddness. Her mother stood in front of her, she was smiling widely too much. Did something good happen today perhaps?

"Sweety." Her mother said, her silly smile was still carved on her face.

Mikan looked at her, unmoved from her spot, "What is it, Mom?"

"Something happened!" She started, making Mikan worry a bit. She didn't like how her Mother was acting strangely today, she didn't enjoy it one bit at all. How come her Mother is so joyful today?

"What?" She asked once more time, gulping.

"I got a call from someone," She said. Did some of the Agency's enemies have finally tracked down Fallen Angel's home? No, that's not it, she thought. Her mother would have asked questions by now if someone have already tracked her and she wouldn't be smiling broadly. "He says you have a fiancé, your dead grandfather arranged one for you before he departed from this world."

'I think my mom is trying to be a comedian or something. I decided to just laugh it out, making her look at me bizarrely. Her words are more peculiar than my reaction, I compared.' "Mom," Mikan called. "Stop joking."

She stared at Mikan with a serious look on, her wide smile suddenly faded. "I am serious." Mikan looked at her eyes, she noticed that she wasn't lying at all. She felt her knees growing weaker as each passing second come by.

She wasn't joking. She was serious.

Back at the Hyuuga's residence, Natsume had finally arrived at his home. He took his keys under the flowerpot beside the door and unlocked the door. He turned the doorknob to the right and entered the house.

"I'm home," He yelled loudly as he removed his socks and school shoes. It was silent, no one was on sight. He felt that there was something wrong. Normally his sister would reply back to his greeting with a Welcome Back Natsume-niisan but no reply could be heard.

Was this the thing he feared? Did some of his enemies have finally managed to locate his home? Did they kidnap his sister for negotiation? They couldn't have tracked him down, he always erased all of the evidences that could point that he was the criminal. He threw his school bag down and headed to the kitchen as fast as he could.

His sister would usually be in the Kitchen, preparing their meals but this time she wasn't there at all. All he could see were half-washed dishes from the sink. He gulped. Sudden rush of fear crept to him. He wasn't afraid of dying—after all it was a natural process in living—what he truly feared was the pain that his loved ones would feel before their untimely death. That was why he always gave his enemies a quick death.

He heard a light clatter of glassware in the living room. Were the culprits still there? He ran as fast as he could toward the lounge but was only caught surprised when he saw his little sister holding two tea cups.

"Aoi..." He whispered as he gave out a sigh of relief. She was there. Safe and sound.

Aoi batted her eyelashes at him, she never saw her big brother all sweaty and panting madly. She stared to his eyes which looked like was about to cry.

"Nii-san." She whispered under her breath, still staring up to the big brother she truly cared about.

"Why didn't you answer back?" Natsume asked, trying to catch up his breath. "I was so worried."

Aoi gave an apologetic bow to him, "Sorry." She turned to the other side, making Natsume look at the direction which she was staring at.

"Father is here." She said in a soft voice, making Natsume's eyes widen in disbelief.

From the couches, he saw his Father sipping tea comfortably. His looks hadn't changed a bit at all except for his hair. The last time Natsume and Aoi saw their father, his hair was a bit longer but now it was trimmed neatly and nicely. The usual pure black hair strands were found to be mixed with white.

"Why are you here?" Natsume asked, taking the seat across his father's.

"You see," He began as he placed his cup down, staring at Natsume intensely. "It seems that Aoi have been telling me that you've been coming home late."

Natsume grunted, trying his best to control his temper.

"When I asked for your grandfather's advice he told me that there's only one thing that could straighten you up," He said, making Natsume's veins twitched a bit. "A woman."

"A woman?" Aoi asked in disbelief.

"Fortunately your grandfather remembered the deal he made with his old friend," He continued after coughing. "Both of them agreed to let their grandchildren get married."

"What the—"

"The time has come for you to get married," He said. "Honestly, I think it's a good idea since it'll surely make you a responsible man."

Natsume slammed his fists against the table, "Are you really serious? I don't want to get married!"

Aoi went to his brother's side and tried to calm him down but Natsume simply refused her good will to do so.

"I'm still young!" He protested. "Having a wife means there will be limits in what I can do. Plus, I haven't even met her!"

"Fine then. You'll meet her tomorrow." His father said, deciding that'll be the end of the conversation. Before Natsume could complain more, his father has already left, leaving him and Aoi alone in the room by themselves.

"Mikan, I receive a call from your future father-in-law! He said that you're going to meet his son tomorrow afternoon at a hotel called Ehtulia." Yuka said, making Mikan scowl in frustration.

"No way!" She protested. "Please mom, I'll be a good girl so just cancel the deal."

"Mmmm…. Let me think," She said, pretending to think. "No."

"God, save me from this terrible nightmare!" She screamed in her thoughts.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that it's actually a good dream.

After that short talk with her mother, Mikan immediately went up to her room. She laid on her bed, thinking of ways on how to get the deal off. "There's only three options for me, one- is to run away, two- is to kill myself and lastly three- accept the stupid marriage and kill my stupid husband." She said to herself whilst pulling her hair.

At that moment, she thought that option three was the best for her situation but she didn't want to be a widow so she decided to scratch the phrase, kill my stupid husband. In other words, option three- is to accept the stupid marriage.

"Wait a minute!" She shouted mentally. "Who's my husband-to-be?"

She didn't thought of the possibility that her fiancé might actually be handsome, kind, sexy and rich. Maybe WHAT IF her fiancé was actually like that. The screws and wheels in her mind started to turn.

Maybe, she thought, this wasn't such a bad idea after all.

She folded her arms and sat on the edge of her bed, trying to decide what she'll do tomorrow afternoon. Then she glanced at her wristwatch, her expression turned to a shock one.

"I forgot that I have a mission!" She screamed in her thoughts. She took some extra clothes from her wardrobe and placed them inside a backpack. She wore a black T-shirt, light grey skinny jeans and the usual black coat she wears during her so-called hunt.

She opened the window and finally left.

The very next day, the weatherman forecasted that it'll be a sunny afternoon—perfect for picnics and outdoor outings. Yuka forced Mikan to wear a short yellow dress with lots of laces which made Mikan itch throughout the drive. Yuka would have tied her daughter up if she decided to escape but the young brunette didn't even struggle at all much to Yuka's surprise.

After half an hour inside the taxi cab, both Mother and Daughter have finally arrived at the Hotel's entrance. It was a tall and gigantic hotel which made Yuka feel in awe, Mikan wasn't surprised much since she encountered things like these during her missions. Before entering the main entrance, Mikan took one last long look at the sky, imagining what will her life will be like with her fiancé.

Inside the classy hotel's lounge area, the raven-haired boy together with his father stood waiting for their companion. Natsume's father made him wear a blue sleeves shirt and a black denim pants for the lower body. He leaned against the wall, making some passerby's look at him.

"Is he a model?" A girl whispered to her friend.

"I don't know," Her friend whispered back. "I haven't seen such a handsome face in a magazine before."

Natsume simply ignored the comments he heard. He wasn't interested into just anyone, he doesn't need those boring girls he always see in his previous school. What he wants is something different, something unique that will add spice to his life. Suddenly, he thought of the girl he met yesterday. He shook his head, trying to get her out from his mind.

"Mom, geez," The girl in front of him pouted. "Stop pushing me around."

He looked at her in bewilderment. How come she's here as well? Why is it that wherever he goes, she's always there? The brunette turned her head around and saw the raven-haired boy looking at her. She felt her eyes widening as soon as her sight landed to him.

She placed her left hand against her chest and clutched her clothes. She felt something beating wildly inside her chest. Never before she noticed how handsome the boy looked except for now that he's wearing casual clothes.

"Natsume," Natsume's father said as he pushed his son to the brunette. "This is Mikan Sakura, she's your fiancée."

"Sweety," Yuka said as she placed her hands on her daughter's shoulders. "This is Natsume Hyuuga, he's your future husband."

Both children gaped at the sight of one another, they couldn't believe that fate was playing such a game onto them.

It took them a couple of seconds before the scene started to process in their mind.

"WHAT THE HECK?" They both screamed, lifting their finger at one another.

This wasn't a good idea at all.

To Be Continued