Neisan's POV:
One month. That long. I really didn't believe you could feel so much for someone you barely even knew.
"How the hell do you not know what is wrong with her?!" He screamed at the Doctor. His calming eyes pierced directly into someone's guilt. Besides no one wanted to get on the wrong side of him. It's Natsume Hyuuga for gods sake. I signed and ran my hands through my pearl white hair for millionth time today. I looked at her pale face. Her once bright cheeks were sunken in like holes and her eyes were swollen and red like party balloons. Her auburn hair hung longer and greasy down her shoulders and elegant fingers had chipped blunt nails that had turned a puke yellow. Her once firm soft figure had sunken into her self and her once plump body looked invisible. How can someone so beautiful look so different?
"Calm down Hyuuga! We checked, there's nothing wrong with her! She's keeping herself in the coma!" The doctor retorted towards Natsume throwing his arms around in the air dramatically. One month. That long. I really didn't believe Mikan would keep herself in a coma that long. They say she's keeping herself in a deep sleep with one of her Alice's. I turned towards Natsume who had given up and sunken deeper into a plush red chair. Plush red. Blood red. Blood... Mikan was covered in it. I gripped my hair threatening to pull them from their roots if my mind didn't stop bringing such images to my mind.
"Natsume?" I whispered, his fiery eyes flicked to my pale ones.
"What?" He snapped.
"When can I go on my first mission?" His eyes widened.
"What?" This time he didn't snap. He looked dumbfounded. He blinked quickly a couple times and sat forward in the plush blood red chair leaning his elbows on his firm knees. He titled his head slightly to hear me better and asked again.
"What?"
"When's my first mission?" I repeated.
"Oh! Well. Well. Never thought the new kid would be so eager to kill himself." Natsume spat, standing to his feet and walking over,
"look, no one, I repeat no one is going on a frickin mission until she wakes up." He gripped my collar and pulled me up to just below his height.
"Put him down!" A girl shrieked and shoved her boiling brother off of me and stood in front of me protectively.
"Aoi-chan..." I muttered. She turned to look at me and flashed me a brilliant smile before quickly shall her head back to her brother, a glare painted her perfect features.
"What the hell?!" She yelled.
"Aoi, why are you here?" Natsume let out a frustrated sigh and ran a shaky hand over his pale face.
"I came to see my best friend." She said, her glare was slowly forming into confusion.
"Just..." Natsume trailed off, his eyes drifting to the girl he probably loved "no. Just forget it. I need some air." He whispered before jogging out the room. Aoi sighed and turned around to face me. Her eyes, just like Natsume, were burning, burning so brightly I might be blinded, but not... Not with anger. They were burning with something more, passion, jealousy? But what would she be jealous of?
I sat back down and she stood next to me, folding her arms across her chest which was covered in a white blouse and her bottom half was covered in a small pleated black skirt, she sport thigh high socks that framed her perfectly slim legs and small plain black heels fitted her feet.
"So, Neisan." She began.
"Hmm?" I asked
"you... You always come visit Mi-chan after school?" Ali asked, Mi-chan, to her was Mikan. I never thought someone like Mikan would allow her best friend to call her something like that.
"Yeah..." I whispered, "why?"
"N-No reason..." Her voice cracked and I looked up to see her eyes brimming with tears.
"Aoi-chan?" I stood up and bent down to her level, I gripped her shoulder and forced her to face me.
"I'm sorry..." She swiped away her tears angrily and I sighed.
"Aoi-chan..." I laughed through my nose and pulled her cold body, which was surprising considering her Alice was Flame like her brother, into my chest. She took in a shape breath before shakily wrapping her arms around my waist, I rested my chin on her head and she laughed slightly.
"You're so small." I muttered.
"No, I average, you're just tall." She countered.
"At least I can reach the top shelf."
"Well I don't think I hit my head in doorways do you?" She chuckled, I let out an airy laugh and her cheeks reddened brightly as she pulled out of my arms, the chill air bit at me from her sudden disappearance.
"Better?" I asked and she nodded.
"I... I just want my best friend back." Before I could react large sobs racked her body and she fell to her knees, dragging her deep nails across her face in torture. I caught her wrists before she cut her cheeks and forced her to look into my eyes.
"Aoi-chan calm down!" I ordered and searched her glassy eyes for an answer. I heard she used to be blind. You could see it in her eyes if you look closely. Contacts. She rubbed her eyes with her bound hands. Itchy. I closed my eyes briefly before letting her go and standing up. She need to get this out her system. Otherwise she'll torture herself with it. Come one Mikan, you got people waiting for you here, please.
A/N:
i know I know! I haven't updated in ages and I'm sorry! It's just I've had a lot of crap going on at the moment so I haven't been able to update plus I've had crappy writers block DX.
I'll try update quicker and i promise I'll add another update this week.
Anyways tell me what your think of this.
and tell me who you're shipping?! The ship with the most votes might become reality ;)
it's not a very interesting chapter and I'm sorry again but I'll try to add some more spice, and should I add an Aoi POV? Give me your thoughts, 😋xxm
