Summary: I'm Mikan Sakura, 24 years old. Wanna know what's my outlook in life? Oh, I just hate it. Why'd you ask? Well, I lost everything that I had in just ONE FREAKING DAY. Unfortunately, when I woke up one morning, I wasn't at home. But on a king-sized bed and a fascinating room. Then, I saw a raven-haired guy walked out of the bathroom, HALF-NAKED! What the? Oh God, please help me…

Chapter 6: "Preparations"

'You're the best thing I never knew I needed' Oh shit. My phone's ringing.

"Hello?" I said as I answered the phone.

"Oi, baka. Where were you last night?" my best friend, Hotaru Imai, asked on the other line.

"Oh…I…I w-was uh-uhm…" I uttered. How could I tell her about last night?

"Go to my place! Now!"

"B-But, H-Hotaru…!" I was about to tell her that I can't but the line went dead. What the? She's just like my perverted boss. A cold and poker-faced person. Sometimes, I wonder how Hotaru and I ended up being the best of friends.

"Who was that?" a serious voice crept out of nowhere, or should I say behind me.

"It was my best friend sir." I said with RESPECT. Although I wanted to tell him that it's none of his business(well, obviously), I just can't. Knowing that my mom and I had a huge debt with him. After hearing what I said, he continued looking for a dress. If you'd seen him clearly, checking out those lovely dresses, you'd actually think that he's kind of…gay. Just thinking about that made me laugh. But I never knew that I'd catch his attention. Oops.

"What's funny?" he asked me, looking at me intently. I cleared my throat and tried to stifle the laugh I gave off earlier.

"It's nothing." I said to him.

"Uhm, s-sir…?" I wanted to ask him if I could go to Hotaru's place for a while but-

"Take this." he said as he handed me a dress. I thought it was only one but I was wrong. He actually handed me NUMEROUS of dresses(which I didn't bother counting), covering my sight to where I was supposed to go.

"Hey!" I almost screamed. Seriously, he ain't a gentleman, and he will never be one.

"Try 'em." he simply said. What the? Is he even serious? How could I even try all of these with just a snap? Hotaru even told me to go to her place!

"Oi, are you just going to stand there? Hurry up, will 'ya?" I heard him say. Ugh!

"Yes, Mr. Natsume. Right away. But you know, I could always use some help, sir." I told him sweetly. Sweetly huh? Blame sarcasm and annoyance. Me? Sweet to him? Gross! Just then, I felt someone taking some of the clothes I was holding. He smiled warmly at me, and I returned the gesture. Whoever you are, I'm so grateful to you.

"Thanks." I whispered and he led me to where the fitting room is. How kind of him.

"Choose whatever you'd like, mademoiselle. It'll be a sure fit." he winked, and I felt my cheeks heat up. I smiled, like it was a normal thing for me to do.

"Thank you, monsieur." I said, he smiled at me before walking away. I didn't know that my eyes were following him till my boss told me to snap out of it. I looked at him and, somehow, I could tell that he was irritated from the looks of his face. Maybe because I was wasting his most precious time. Ugh! I rolled my eyes and closed the door of the fitting room. Okay, I'll deal with fitting these cocktail dresses first before going to Hotaru's. I guess I still have plenty of time, though. I took one dress and began wearing it. After which, I opened the door, letting him judge if the dress looks good on me or not. He looked at me from head to toe, and I could totally see from his face that the dress I'm wearing right now doesn't suit me at all.

"No. You look fat in it." I rolled my eyes again before going back inside the room. I look fat huh? Thanks for the insult! After wearing another dress, I walked out again.

"You look like a slut. No." Ugh! How could he be so open-minded? Well, just like in romance novels in movies, these scenes are nothing new to me. But hey, don't think wrong. I ain't gonna fall for my stupid boss of mine. It definitely wont happen, over my dead, beautiful and gorgeous body. No! I just hope it wont last forever, I mean I still need to go to Hotaru's place. She'll definitely kill me if I didn't go there! No doubt about that!

"How about this?" I asked. He then looked at me like he was love-sick dude or anything close to that. Seriously, he's creeping me out. He was still staring at me, gazing at me like I was a beautiful goddess or what. Okay, that was out of the line though.

"Sir? What now?" I said and he snapped out from his trance. Hmm. This is getting interesting. I smirked evilly to myself.

"That'll do." he said plainly. Finally! After several tries of do-wears-and-whatnots, the dress-making-session is over. The dress that 'he' chose was quite catchy. It was a red spaghetti balloon cocktail dress with a black leather belt. And about the footwear, I didn't know that they provided a pair of shoes for every dress they have. How lovely! I bet the clothes in this store are very expensive. Hell yeah! Hyuuga brought me here and he's filthy rich! No wonder! But I'm not used in wearing 6-inched heels. 1 or 2 would do, so I was having a hard time walking normally.

"What're you doing?" he asked again.

"Can't you see that I'm walking?" I told him sarcastically.

"I could see that. Can't you walk a little faster than that?"

"You know, it'll be much comfortable wearing sandals, slippers, flats and rubber shoes than these. Hey, why don't you try wearing these?"

"Tch. Whatever."

"Whatever my butt." I whispered.

"Did you just say something?"

"Who? Me? No. I didn't say anything." I grinned, trying to annoy him.

"Walk faster. The party's about to start and you still have to do your hair and make-up."

"Uhm, is that even necessary?" I asked.

"Of course it is. Idiot!" he answered. Well, I guess I have to call or text Hotaru. Looks like I can't go to her place today. What a perfect timing! I took my phone out and started dialling her number.

"Where the hell are you?" she asked, annoyed.

"Hey, I can't come right now, something came up. Sorry." I told her, hoping she'd buy what I just said.

"Are you with Hyuuga?"

"Uhm, yes. Wait, how'd you know?"

"I've seen photographs and videos of you and him on internet."

"Photos? Videos? Of what?"

"Photos and videos of you two kissing."

"Say what? Are you even serious?" I exclaimed, which happened to be louder than I expected and catching everyone else's attention. Oops...again.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Yes."

"Thank God. Really?"

"No."

"What the?"

"It's real, stupid. What were you doing in his hotel? And why are you with him?"

"Uhm, it's a loooong story. I'd tell you more about it later. The reason why I'm with him, he hired me as his new secretary. Tell me, did you happen to give him my resume?"

"Don't blame me. Blame your stepbrother for it."

"Oh. So he cares about me now, huh?"

"Hey! Are you even planning to get out of this place?" I heard my boss said.

'Yeah, I do have a plan.' I thought to myself.

"Hey, Hotaru. I-have to go now." I said on the other line.

"Yeah, whatever. Good luck." she said before hanging up. I started walking to where Natsume was. He looked at me with a scowling face and dragged me out of the place. But, what Hotaru said earlier can't seem to get out of my mind. I'd be doomed if his family and fiancée found out about this. What am I to do? Kami, help me, please.

To be continued

Short? Slightly rushed? Liked it or not? Oh well. Sorry for the very loooooong wait minna. I know I know I know. School activities aren't enough to make y'all waiting. Took me 2 months and a half I guess? Well, I really am sorry. I had this so-called 'writer's block', which I never imagined would have happened to me. At least I updated, right? Anyway, I'll be graduating from high school in April 3rd. *shocks* I'm not yet ready to enter college! Waah:((:((...Well then, till the next chappie. Reviews everyone.