Too tired to write a long author's note...sorry

I wrote this while listening to Set fire to the rain, and watching an Amv called Munto-release me

Munto is really amazing ya'know?

I'm sorry that I've been gone again and I promise I'll try to be more consistent from now on.

Life is terrible.

Anyways, enjoy as my tired fingers and tired mind worked despite everything that's happening right now.

Btw, please check out my other stories if you can :)

Opposite side of the tracks-7

Hotaru wasn't a very complicated person of sorts.

She was actually quite the opposite really. Its just most people thought that quiet, observant persona combined with her flair for inventing things called for some sort of secret side of her that she hid behind closed doors. It was a preposterous thought really.

But occasionally Hotaru strayed from her 'quiet, observant, and indifferent' persona. It was rare, but it happened on occasions that called for it. Like right now, since Mikan was raging around Hotaru's bedroom.

'He friggin' saw my underwear!'

'Gah, my bloods boiling and I'm going to kill him one day!'

'Who does he think he is!' and

'Am I really bony like he said...!? Oh god I think I am!'

Those were the many outbursts that Hotaru heard every few seconds.

Mikan had barged into Hotaru's large front yard earlier that day, her face flushed and she had her school uniform bundled in her hands. The first thing Hotaru had noticed when the butler brought Mikan to her office was that Mikan's hair was let down. And it looked different. Different as in; more glossy, healthier.

The second thing Hotaru noticed was that Mikan was wearing a cocktail dress.

Those two things combined with Mikan's hard breathing and her flushed face made Hotaru come to a conclusion.

Mikan had gotten into another crazy scenario.

Duh.

Sighing, Hotaru closed her clipboard, in the middle of designing her latest invention much to her annoyance, and stood up from her chair beside Mikan.

"Mikan, be quiet."

The brown haired girl stopped mid sentence in cursing the mysterious 'he' she kept mentioning and blushed when she realized she had been raging for over and hour and she still hadn't even changed out of her dress. Or rather, Natsume's dress.

"S-sorry Hotaru..." Mikan muttered apologetically and in a vain attempt to be humorous, Mikan ran her finger across her mouth as if she was zipping it and breaking the zip off. Hotaru's blank gaze did not waver and Mikan slowly sat down on the edge of the large bed, embarrassed.

Sighing, Hotaru sat beside her and put her hand on Mikan's, making the brunette smile at Hotaru's rare warmness towards her.

"No apologies needed. But I'm curious as to why you came to my house like a madwoman on steroids."

-Scoff from Mikan-

"I did not!"

Silence.

"Okay, maybe I was a little weird today but I have a reason for it!"

"Elaborate then."

"okay Hotaru...but don't be angry at me..."

And so Mikan babbled on to explain how she got into detention, which was because she accidently missed class by like 5 minutes since she overslept, and how she was kidnapped. While Mikan talked at a rapid speed, her facial expressions changing just as rapidly, Hotaru only listened and drank coffee from a mug Mikan could have sworn had not been there before. But then again Mikan was to absorbed in her story to really pay attention.

When Mikan got to the part about her punching Natsume, Hotaru's mouth twitched upward before her face went back to its usual expression. She had yet another damage control situation caused by yet another 'Mikan moment'.

"And then I somehow ended up here instead of at me and grandpa's house. I dunno why I came here...I just...guess that I somehow felt this was the best place to be right now."

Sadness and regret etched over Mikan's now make-up clear face, she scrubbed it off on her way there, and she realized that she shouldn't have come. What if Hotaru was too busy? It wasn't like Hotaru could come at Mikan's every beck and call...

But Hotaru didn't seem to mind much. In fact, she was thinking up a storm right now.

No one knew it but Hotaru actually had ties with Natsume's family, so they had met before. And Hotaru, being the observant girl she was, had managed to figure out some things about him. Blackmail worthy things. But she doubted blackmail would sober him up enough so she had to think of something else.

By the time Mikan had realized Hotaru was more silent then usual, the dark haired girl was already scribbling something down on paper and walking around the room, searching through drawers, scanning papers...

"Hotaru?" Mikan asked, confusion clear in her eyes.

"Ah ha," Hotaru muttered, ignoring Mikan, and she held up a large binder that had been hidden underneath several other things in her desk.

Mikan didn't have time to ask Hotaru what she had found before the inventor had left the room, not bothering to close the door.

"What the...'

Once again at the Hyuga Mansion...

Aoi was many things.

A psychopathic, murderer, and egoist could be part of that list.

But at the same time; Loyal, caring, and kind could ease their way into the list as well.

You could call it a split personality disorder, or you could just say she was bipolar.

But despite it all, Aoi cared deeply for those who were close to her. Natsume included even though he was more stubborn then she liked. Their mother was in africa someplace right then, so Natsume had found a large guestroom and told Aoi she could sleep there. He left her alone after that really, since he had plenty of other problems to deal with.

But not before he gave her a list of rules she had to follow, or else.

She had smirked at the off hand threat but had not retorted as she knew Natsume could be set off at the smallest thing. He was like a timebomb, ticking away and just waiting to explode.

RULE 1#

Do not bother him while he's working

RULE 2#

No hugging and no touching. Any physical contact with him has to be approved.(Aoi knew for a fact she was going to break that rule a lot.)

Rule 3#

When at school, do not talk to him or embarrass him in any way.

Rule 4#

If she has to be near him, stay at least 20 paces away.

Rule 5#

Do not reveal her past history and do not murder anyone while under his supervision.

There were plenty of other rules, but Aoi hadn't really payed attention. Besides, it wasn't like she was going to follow any of them anyway...

Taking a quick tour of the mansion, Aoi had decided that nothing had changed since she was a little girl. Some display was different, but it was still cold and lonely like had always been. Her mother had made sure no sign of cheer or happiness was in Aoi's sight.

And the lack of love and affection and color had affected a then young, lonely, and apparently unwanted Aoi.

And now, she was back under false pretenses because of revenge.

Not on Natsume or even her mother. But someone else. Someone who had wronged her much more then anyone else could have.

Of course, she wasn't going to make a move now. That would be naive, and Aoi want naive. She would wait and sneak her way into his life again, seemingly harmless like she always made herself look.

Until then though, she was going to have some fun with Natsume and the girl who had punched him and ran out.

Natsume seemed calm. But Aoi knew better since calm always came before the storm. He was plotting something as always and she decided that she would sidetrack him a little.

"You need a girl to soften you up," She had said before he abandoned her in her large and boring looking room. He had scoffed and said girls were only troublesome and didn't even try to step back and exclude Aoi from that generalisation.

Eventually she had proclaimed that she, Aoi Hyuga, would find the perfect girl for him.

He had laughed. Laughed! And said that she was more stupid then he thought.

But Aoi wasnt stupid. She could tell that the brunette girl got under his skin. And she was going to use it to her advantage.

Life always became more dramatic and wild when she was around. Always.

Okay, luckily I managed to finish yet another chapter and I hope you guys havnt given up on me sooo soon ;)

I have like, 3 or 4 stories I want to update on here and this one is the most hassling.

Eyes the color of blood needs to be update soon and so does the maid sama and Saver manhwa fanfiction I'm writing.

Plus I have 2 stories on wattpad I need to update...

So this story will not be thrown away, just be patient for me 3 and I will deliver!

Aoi and Hotaru seem like two people who would be friends dont you think? Btw, feel free to ask questions. I'm Planning on doing a little Q and A thing at the end of my chappies.

Pm me whenever :)