Author's Note: Lime is writing this and I know I'm not good at this, but I'll improve. :D Probably. Mikan and the rest of the gang are around 17. PLEASE REVIEW!
A brown haired girl walked towards a mass of machinery.
"Mikan! You don't have to do this," a black haired beauty said, appearing in the doorway.
Mikan turned towards her and smiled.
"It's alright Hotaru, I want to do this. For you. I will come back, I promise." Having said that, she immediately span around and pushed a red button forcefully. A white light enveloped her and she disappeared.
Hotaru's violet eyes looked worriedly at the machine and she whispered to herself.
"Baka."
POV of Mikan:
When I struggled into consciousness, I found myself staring at a blank white ceiling. Groggily, I looked around at my surroundings.
Hmm...a window...machine thingy...door...bed...a sleeping man...WAIT. A MAN?!Okay. Don't panic. THINK. Do I know this guy? WAIT. Where am I anyway?
My eyes widened asI realized something.
HOW COME I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING?!
I began hyperventilating and the machine next to me began to beep increasingly. Which woke up the man.
Oh great. Why can't you just fall asleep again? I have to deal with these problems one at a time! IT'S NOT YOUR TURN YET.
"Oi," he grunted.
"WHAT?" I snapped, turning toward him. "Can't you see that I have better things to do then entertain you?"
On closer inspection, he was handsome. REALLY handsome. He looked at me sleepily with his dark crimson eyes beneath his raven black hair.
Maybe he knows who I am. Maybe he knows about my past.
I felt a little sliver of hope inside of me as these thoughts crossed my mind. My tiny hope was instantly extinguished the second he opened his mouth though.
"Who are you? And why the hell did you run in front of my car? Now I have to pay for your hospital bills," he said crossly.
"Well, excuse m-"*slam*
My head swiveled to the door and saw a young nurse holding a clipboard.
"Ah, Miss Mikan Sakura, you're awake!" She said in a overly sweet voice.
My creep antenna started sensing creepy waves. There was something wrong with this nurse. Lust clouded her eyes. She was also twitching all over. (In fact, she had been staring intently at him the whole time from underneath the door, along with some other nurses).
The jerk suddenly got up, looking creeped out. He walked out quickly, surprising some nurses that were still shamelessly trying to peek at him from underneath the door.
"She has amnesia," he yelled from the hallway.
"Well, that's going to be a problem. I was gonna ask you some questions because for some strange reason, the only thing we know about you is that your name is Mikan Sakura and that you can legally live here." The nurse's voice had changed into a more natural voice.
Strange, it seemed like the nurse had transformed into another person now that that man was gone.
"I can't contribute any other information, so lets move onto other matters. Who was the man that was with me?" I was curious. He seemed so arrogant, so confident, so annoying.
"You don't know?" she replied in a incredulous tone of voice.
"Umm...no, I have amnesia remember?"
"Right. Well, that was the Natsume Hyuuga, heir of Hyuuga Corps, the most proficient company in Japan," she said dreamily. "He is the#1 hottest bachelor and his family is rich."
She practically screamed "STALKER". Something was seriously wrong with this chick.
"...Why am I in a hospital again?" Shouldn't you be in my place instead? You obviously need professional help.
"Oh. That." she said airily. "You got hit by Natsume's car. Surprisingly, you bear no injuries."
"WHAT? THAT BASTARD FREAKING RAN OVER ME WITH HIS CAR?" I screeched. "THE NEXT TIME I SEE HIM, I'M GONNA PU-"
"No need to rub it in my face. I'm already jealous of you. You get to live with him, since we don't have much space. You're not hurt at all so we're kicking you out."
"WHY HIM? HE RAN ME OVER, HE SHOULDN'T BE LET ANYWHERE NEAR ME. HE WOULDN'T AGREE TO IT ANYWAY, RIGHT?" I was growing desperate.
"Wrong, its already been arranged. He has to take responsibility for hitting you with his car. He didn't run you over, by the way, he just hit you really hard. And like I said, its surprising you're still alive. Most of the witnesses claim that they heard a sickening crack and were sure that you would die."
I turned pale as I thought about what could've happened to me.
"Do I have to go with him? Can't you just leave me in the streets somewhere?" I whined.
"Of course you have to, now that I'm forced to," answered a velvety voice.
"Oh, Natsume!" and the nurse fainted. Typical.
He suddenly princess-lifted me up and started walking out. I was too weak to struggle, so I settled for insulting him all the way to the parking lot.
He dumped me into the backseat of his black Ferrari and started the engine. He had the nerve to complain about my weight during the long car ride to his house, and trust me, it was LONG. I wasn't even that heavy!
I gradually zoned him out and looked at the passing scenery.
"Oi, we're here."
My head snapped up and admired the gigantic mansion. Natsume parked his car and we stepped out. The instant that we entered the household, he left me alone. And I got lost. When I finally found a room that had a nameplate with "Mikan" on it, 3 hours had passed and I felt exhausted.
"This big house is so empty. What a waste," I thought sluggishly, collapsing on my bed headfirst.
Mikan's "Dream":
I could remember everything from my past. I pondered this while sitting on a bench.
A group of people approached me, appearing out of the fog surrounding me. The first person I could make out was Hotaru. Then my mom and my dad. Then my grandpa.
Hotaru sat next to me and started speaking quietly.
"Mikan. Do you want to come back? We all miss you."
"No...Not yet. I have to do more research." I smiled at Hotaru. "So far, it is going well but you never know..."
Hotaru sighed.
"Fine, but remember that I'll be experimenting myself too. I think you'll see me soon."
"Oh, by the way, Hotaru, how come I can't recall any memories over there?"
"I designed it that way." Hotaru muttered darkly. "To prevent anyone from learning about us."
"Ah."
"Times almost up, listen carefully Mikan. You can decide whether or not you want come back now, but in the future, you won't have that choice. It's better to choose to come back sooner rather than later so you won't have any regrets."
"I understand."
"And," Hotaru hesitated, " Don't fall in love."