Author's note:AhThank you all so much for the reviews; I appreciate them so much! Special thanks to all of my friends who reviewed this story! Thank you, thank you, and thank you! If you want to flame, criticize, or complain you may freely do it.
And blame my beta-reader for the long wait.
Title:A Hated Matched Marriage
Chapter 3:The Dinner Party, the New Couple
It was a rainy day. Cars were zooming by and people were searching for shelter, while in a red car was a certain panicking brunette, telling her father to slow down.
"Dad! Co-could you slow down? The cops might catch us! And I'm feeling car sick!" Mikan buttered out, her face turning slightly green as she grasped a plastic bag.
"No, I want you to meet Natsume Hyuuga as soon as possible!" Her dad said. His eyes were shining brightly in excitement.
"But dad, I already met him at school!" Mikan retorted, getting more desperate.
"No!"
"Mom! Can't you make dad stop?" She was becoming dizzier and dizzier by the second.
"Just a moment, honey."
-Bleeaaahhh!-The two parents heard a squirmy noise. Apparently, Mikan had already barfed in her plastic bag.
"Oh, honey, Mikan's puking! Could you slow down?" Her mom said as she kissed her husband on the cheek.
He sighed in resignation. "Fine." The car gradually slowed down.
"Thanks, mom." Mikan said, heaving a sigh in relief.
Mikan's mother giggled. "My kisses always work."
'Kisses? I never knew that.' Mikan thought.
They arrived at the restaurant just in time. They went in and a waiter ushered them to their table.
"Oh, girlfriend, you're already here? Did you wait too long?" Mrs. Sakura questioned, the Hyuuga mother.
"No, we just came in. No worries."
'What? We waited for thirty minutes and she said "no worries"?' Natsume thought angrily. He looked at Mikan and beheld a so-called klutz. 'Sigh, that girl, she's still glowing as usual, that idiot.'
'But that dress makes her a little cute...'
'For an idiot, that is.'
'What the hell am I thinking?'
Mikan saw this as she looked at him in anger. 'Stupid Hyuuga.'
"Oh, please, you can sit down now." Mrs. Hyuuga said kindly.
"Oh, thank you." Mikan sat down in the most graceful manner she could muster.
"Now, while we, the adults, are chatting, why don't you talk to each other?" Mr. Sakura said, smirking.
"Fine." Natsume mumbled rudely.
"So..." Mikan said.
"What?"
"Do you know how we got here?" Mikan asked.
"Yeah, you?"
"I know too. Do you like it--I mean, if we graduate?" Mikan inquired, abashed.
"Hell no." Natsume said.
"Me too."
There was silence
"I can't believe my parents made an agreement like this." Mikan buttered out.
"Do you think you're the only one who's pissed here?" Natsume whispered.
Mikan looked at her mother thoughtfully 'She looks really happy, that we're here.' Mikan frowned.
"Anyway, I guess it's okay if we're going to live together. I told mom that if I really don't like you, I'd talk to them and end this whole deal." Mikan said.
"Pft! Of course you'll like me; don't you know who I am? I'm a Hyuuga. The Natsume Hyuuga." He said, smirking.
'Ugh! We didn't even start living together yet and I totally dislike him already! The hell this will work out Mikan thought angrily.
"And so if you're a Hyuuga? There are many boys who are cuter than you, moron." Mikan replied irritably.
"Hm? How about you're idiotic, ugly face? Do you think I'll like that?" He said teasingly.
"Why you--" Mikan said, kicking his leg.
"What?" Natsume kicked hers in return.
They were kicking each other's legs until their parents noticed it.
"Hey! What are you two doing?" Mr. Hyuuga and Mr. Sakura said.
"She started it." Natsume said calmly.
"What? You're the one with the insults!" Mikan shouted at Natsume.
"Hey! You two will be living together the day after tomorrow, so you need to be friends today!" Mrs. Sakura lectured both of them.
"But mom--"
"Mikan?"
Silence.
"But remember what I told you?" Mikan asked.
"Of course."
"But this time, I really don't like him." Mikan whispered.
Her mother sighed.
"But I'll give him one last chance." She whispered to her again, sighing resignedly.
Mikan looked at Natsume and Natsume looked back.
"Hmph!" The both grumbled, each looking the opposite way.
'Hope we didn't make the wrong decision.' Their parents thought.
Author's Note: I'm sorry Natsume's out of character. He's kind of a playboy in this story but not as if he was kissing other girls. I just meant flirting. hope you liked it!