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Chapter 3: Impending Doom

Previously on the Choosing

Mikan stared at the ceiling of her room. She thought back to today's events. If she could get her hands on that Watcher boss, she would tear him apart. Then without even changing, she rolled to her side and fell asleep.

Mikan didn't talk about what had happened with the Watchers or her scar and Kyu didn't ask. Today was the last day of the Choosing, Mikan got up slowly and put on her kimono. Then she waited for this awful week to end.

"It couldn't possibly get any worse." Mikan sighed. Then she smirked and thought, "Wow, I bet I just jinxed myself. Mikan couldn't be more right.

Hotaru met them at the front gate. Hotaru looked at the scar, opened her mouth as if to say something then shut it again leaving the unspoken question hanging in the air. What did you think you were doing? To be honest, Mikan wasn't sure if she knew that herself. Hotaru turned and walked alone. Mikan could tell she was angry with her rashness and carelessness.

"Should I talk to her?" she thought. She brushed that thought away. When Hotaru was mad, you stay away from her. She quickly walked to the Arena to get seated.

Last day at the Arena

Mikan glanced down at her number, 41. Then she looked up at Lords sitting up in the balcony. Lord Natsume was again not paying attention. Mikan rolled her eyes, "At least I want to be Chosen by a lord that actually cares."

The host stepped out into the spotlight.

"WELCOME LADIES, TO THE LAST AND FINAL DAY OF THE CHOOSING FOR THIS MONTH. AFTER TODAY, THESE LORDS WILL BE GOING HOME BACK TO THEIR KINGDOMS!"

A loud sad cry came from the girls in the crowd. Some were even tearing up. Mikan rolled her eyes.

"Pathetic" she thought.

"NOW WE WILL DRAW THE NUMBERS! DRUMROLL PLEASE!" A tense silence hung in the air.

"THE NUMBERS ARE…" the host paused to build suspense. Some girl screamed,

"Get on with already!"

"THE NUMBERS ARE 12, 54, 22, 90, 46, AND 41! WOULD THESE LUCKY GIRLS PLEASE STEP FORWARD?"

Time seemed to stop. Mikan paled,

"What? I got called? This can't be happening, not today, not ever!" she thought frantically. Hotaru began to stand up and dragging her onto the stage. Looks of envy came from all over the Arena. "If you want to be Chosen that badly, take my place! Please!" she screamed inside her head, but she didn't utter a word. She couldn't make her lips function.

"Huh?" Mikan asked as she was being dragged. She finally managed to say something. She was still in shock.

"I'm 22. Look Mikan, I don't like this anymore than you do, but face it, it was coming sooner or later and we can't escape this mess." Hotaru said gravely. "You might have got off easy with the Watchers but trust me, considering your parents and your rash actions, next time… no, there won't be a next time." Hotaru whispered.

That was quite a speech for Hotaru. Mikan looked at her best friend. The friend that understood her, made the right judgment, and never abandoned her. Mikan trusted her. She nodded slowly, gulped and made her way down the stage.

"PLEASE INTRODUCE YOURELVES!" the host pointed at a girl with pink wavy hair. She giggled and came forward.

"I am Anna Umenomiya. I have the Cooking Alice. Pleased to meet you!" She bowed then stepped back. Another girl stepped forward, this time with straight blue hair.

"Hello, I'm Nonoko Ogasawara. I have the Chemistry Alice." Hotaru stepped up.

"I'm Hotaru Imai, I have the Invention Alice." Two more girls introduced themselves. Finally it was Mikan's turn.

"I'm Mikan Sakura, I have the Nullification Alice." She blew out shaky sigh. "When is this nightmare going to end? Please let me wake up." she thought as she pinched herself. Nothing. She was still here. Mikan wanted to ram her head against a wall.

Natsume P.O.V.

This is just going to be some boring auction, with failure seductive glances at me. It's bad enough to b here one day, but for week? I'm practically dead. I'm not going to bid anyway so this is a waste of my time.

Beep Beep Beep Beep

My cell phone rang.

"Hello?" I said. Then I quickly held the phone away from my ear saving my eardrums from being blown to smitherings.

"IF YOU DON'T BID ON AT LEAST ONE GIRL, NO MANGA FOR YOU FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!"

I groaned,

"I can't pick a girl!" I complained. I really didn't want my manga to be taken away though.

"FINE! I WILL PICK FOR YOU! CHOOSE THE LAST GIRL! I'M WATCHING FROM THE TV SO YOU BETTER BID ON HER!"

I was debating, my manga or a new girl? I decided my manga ruled out everything.

"Fine." I said and hung up.

I looked down at the last girl. Mikan Sakura. She was ugly and all she probably cared about was my looks and money. The bidding began. Ruka placed a bet for that Imai girl. I raised my eyebrows at him. He blushed and turned away. I nodded in understanding. When Ruka saw a girl that was worth bidding on, I usually don't disagree with his judgment. I placed a bet for the Mikan girl. She gave me a venomous look. Ruka looked at me confused. I pointed at my cell phone. Ruka immediately understood. I didn't want to, be mom's orders. "Let this be over!" I thought.

Mikan's P.O.V.

I was still in shock. How come? Why now? These thoughts were circling in my head. I felt like throwing up. I stared at the lords sitting all high and mighty in their balcony.

"Please don't bid for me. Just let me go." I silently pleaded.

Then that Lord Natsume placed a bet. I shot him a look of pure venom. Then in a matter of minutes I was the Chosen One for Lord Natsume. "Great, I'm stuck with this arrogant creep for the rest of my life!" The Choosing was over, we would ride in the lord's fancy limos and stay at their castle or mansion. Our things will be sent to us the next day. I waited at the back entrance for Hotaru. She walked out along with Lord Ruka and Natsume. She was snapping pictures left and right. Clearly Lord Ruka didn't like this and fought for the camera in a pathetic attempt. I knew once she got those pictures developed, the blackmailing would begin. I was left standing alone with Lord Natsume.

"You are lucky, to be Chosen by me. Lots would die for your spot." He said running his hands through his hair.

"I rather be whipped be a Watcher 30 times on my face then be Chosen by you." I spat.

"Feisty. Look here, I didn't want to Choose you ok? My mom made me." He explained.

"Wow, you sure know how to make a girl feel good. Thanks, I appreciate it. I just love being thrown into some random stranger's house and left there. Warms me to the bones." I said sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes.

"Come on, let's go to the limo." He reached from my wrist. I slapped his hand away.

"Thanks but no thanks. Just because you bid on me, doesn't give the right to touch me. Anyway, I walk alone." I brushed by him enjoying the look of shock on his face. I walked to the limo and sat as far away as I could from him. He didn't venture any closer. I looked out the tinted windows and waited for my new life as "the Chosen" to begin.

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