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Title:A Hated Matched Marriage

Chapter 4: Living Together

Mikan grumbled while she was packing her things. She really didn't like the agreement their parents made.

Why? Why me? My life is ruined! And our vacation is only for two months! What will the boys say when we're in high school? What will they think? That we're a couple? Hell please no! Mikan thought, crying waterfalls.

"Mikan, dear, are you ready?" Her mom called out.

"No!" Mikan shouted.

"Huh?"

"I-I mean, yes! I'm coming!" She stuttered nervously.

"Okay! Be sure you pack your things properly." Mikan's mom said in her typical, overjoyed voice.

"Whatever." She mumbled to herself.

8:35

"Are you ready, Mikan?" Her mother asked.

"Yeah, yeah." Mikan replied.

Their parents drove her to the Hyuuga's residence. They weren't surprised when they saw the enormous mansion, for they knew how rich they were.

Ding dong!

A maid opened the door and smiled sweetly to them.

"Ah, Sakura-san, ma'am is waiting for you. Please do come in." She said as she led them to the living room.

"Please sit down, ma'am, sir, and Natsume-sama will be down in a moment." She continued.

"Okay." Mikan's mother replied as the three of them took a seat.

As the maid left them, Mikan suddenly spoke.

"So..."

"Hmm?"

"Exactly what are we doing here?"

"What are you talking about?" Her mother questioned.

"We're supposed to be going to the house where we should live, right?"

"Nonsense! We will not take you there."

"So, we won't live together?" Mikan asked, turning panicky.

"No, Natsume and you will go there...together."

Mikan was speechless.

Together

Together

Together

'No! Not that word again, why wouldn't this mind stop thinking about togetherness? Ahhh!'

"Together, together, together!" Mr. Sakura playfully whispered the word endlessly in her ears.

"Dad, stop that! It's annoying." Mikan retorted.

"Ahem! Your tea, ma'am, sir." The maid said, offering them their drinks.

Mrs. Sakura took a cup and sipped the hot tea, the aromatic scent filling her lungs. "Thank you."

"Oh, girl, I thought we would meet at ten. Why so early?" Mrs. Hyuuga asked on the staircase, grasping the wooden banister. Mr. Hyuuga and the so-called Natsume Hyuuga were with her.

"Why don't you ask my husband? He was one the who woke me up at six o'clock in the morning." She said, smiling at her.

'Tsk. Pathetic.' Natsume thought angrily.

'I don't want to wake up until eleven o'clock because it will ruin my day. I already packed my things so that I could have more time to sleep, but look what happened.' Natsume thought as he took a seat on the couch in front of Mikan.

'I hate it, why is it that this agreement is so important to them? They are just best friends!' Mikan thought, crossing her legs and arms in indignation.

'I can't believe I'm doing this but...'

"Hey," she whispered.

"Hmm? What?" He asked in his rude tone of voice.

"I don't want to argue, but let's make a bet." She said.

"What kind of bet?"

"It's simple, really.

"Whoever tells their parents that the agreement is over first, loses.

"And if either of us loses, the loser will be the one who will comfort our parents about the agreement. You know how our parents are excited about our proposal, right? And they would get mad at us easily; you know them. So is that a deal?"

"Forget it, I don't want to make a stupid bet with you." He said.

"Fine then, there will be no challenge living with you." She said, crossing her arms again.

"Hmm?"

"Okay, fine. Just to warn you, I am not easy to beat so you better be prepared." He whispered.

"Same here."

"Hey, what are you two whispering about? Your soon to be honeymoon? Aw, that's so sweet." Mrs. Sakura said in her sweet, rather annoying voice.

"No mom, and it's none of your business." Mikan said as she stuck out her tongue.

"Anyway, even though Natsume is only in junior high, he already knows how to drive so he can take Mikan to where they are going to live." Mr. Hyuuga said

"That's okay with us, how about you Mikan, dear?" Mrs. Sakura questioned her daughter.

"Fi-fine, whatever." She stuttered.

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"Okay, get in." Natsume said.

"Whatever." Mikan replied.

The engine started and they looked at their parents who were teary-eyed.

"Mom, remember," said Mikan.

"Yeah, I remember. I just can't believe my Tangerine is going to marry my best friend's son!" Her mom said joyously.

"Mom, not yet. I thought you remembered, Live together, don't like, go to you, and talk." Mikan said coldly.

"Aw, Mikan, don't be too harsh." Mr. Sakura said.

"Yeah, yeah. Still, I'm going to miss you."

Her mother sniffled. "We'll miss you too, honey." Her mother replied sweetly.

The car started zooming off and disappearing like a crimson speck, with Natsume on the wheel and Mikan beside him.

"Bye, mom, dad!" She yelled, waving her hand good-bye.

"Bye, sweetie!" Mrs. Sakura replied, waving a hand as well.

She closed her window then faced Natsume. "Didn't know you could drive." She said as she sent a small giggle.

"Don't underestimate a Hyuuga, girlie." He replied.

Minutes have passed and they arrived at their new home. It was a house on the beach, overlooking the wonderful horizon with fluttering birds and the most elegant sea at their feet.

"Wow, what a cute house!" Mikan shouted happily.

"Not too far from the school, though." She frowned.

"But that's okay! For all I care!" She danced around again like a silly little girl, admiring the beautiful beach and the house.

"Shut up little girl, and get your things to your room." Natsume suddenly interrupted her merriment.

"Do you know how to cook?" He asked.

"Of course! I can make noodles, cakes, rice, rice cakes, sushi, all those things! Hikashe-san taught me." Mikan declared, feeling a sense of pride overwhelming her.

"Who's she?"

"My maid. She's very sweet. She's like a best friend to me." She answered.

Natsume sighed at the brown-haired idiot. "Whatever, just don't poison me." He teased.

"Natsume! How dare you!" And that was the start of their wonderful--okay, maybe not wonderful--life together.

Author's Note:Yehay! I'm done with chapter four! I'll do my best to upload faster. Anyway, likey or no likey?

Have a blast this 2007!