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A/n: As promise, here goes chapter 3.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice/Alice Academy
Chapter 3
Talk About Luck
Another day has started as Mikan and her girl best friends decided to have a little coffee in Starbucks. They were seated on their favorite seat in this shop. Nonoko was sipping her coffee quietly, Permy has been busy winking on the hot waiters, Hotaru was eating her delicious cake peacefully and Mikan, our dear Mikan, is still busy ranting about her said marriage.
"I can't believe they're ruining my life!" she whined for the nth time. She called her best friends last night and told them she has some news. Once she arrived at the coffee shop, Mikan couldn't stop but rant, complain and whine about her unknown marriage to a complete stranger. She took a fast sip on her coffee. "My mom didn't even tell me! She's planning everything behind my back!" she whimpered and leaned her arm on the table. "They're supposed to be good parents and good parents don't plan their children's lives!" she shouted and some of the people nearby looked at them.
Mikan ignored the stares and continued about her complains, "I'm about to graduate and here I am knowing that once I stepped out of that university I will be living a marriage life with some conceited Hyuuga!"
Silence.
She blinked. She didn't receive any response after how many minutes of ranting and complaining, not even a reaction from Sumire or even Nonoko who always have reactions on everything!
Nonoko was still sipping her coffee. Sumire was now sending some flirty stares to the boy on the other table and Hotaru was still eating the cake…wait she's already eating a different flavor of cake, isn't she?
"Really," Mikan sneered. "Thank you for listening to my rants. You're such a true friends." she mocked them.
Nonoko looked up and smiled at the brunette. "You don't have to thank us, Mikan." She cheerfully said.
Sumire gave one last wink to the gorgeous guy and stared to her brunette friend in front of her. "You know we're here for you, honey." She clicked her tongue and winked at Mikan.
Mikan glared at the three girls and all of them tried to look as innocent as possible. "Whatever!" she shouted and waved her hands on the air. "I'm trying to pour my heart out here, complaining how my life is a nightmare and you are completely ignoring it!"
"Shame," Hotaru muttered on her breath. "And I actually have to eat three cakes before you finish your little speech."
Mikan's jaw dropped on what her best friend just said. She just sighed and leaned on the table once again. "I'm serious here, guys. Help me out here."
Sumire furrowed her brows as if thinking something and tapped her hands on her chin. "I say," she started and a joyous smile on her face appeared as if she just thought a very brilliant idea. "I think…" she trailed off. "You're lucky!"
Her jaw dropped again. "Lucky?" she mimicked and she saw Nonoko nodded in agreement with a big smile on her face. The last thing she needed to hear is the word lucky. Lucky is not even her middle name right now! "Sumire, you don't know what you're saying."
Sumire shook her head in disapproval. "Oh, I know what I'm saying." She said. "Ever since Aunt Yuka told us about this, we couldn't help but feel happy and jealous at the same time to you Mikan!"
She gasped on what Sumire just said to her. "You know all of this?" Her brown eyes looked at Sumire in disbelief. Even her best friends know all of this and she's so naïve and dumb for not having a hint about this marriage. "How can you know all of this?" she shouted. "Why are people keeping secrets to me?" she whined again.
Hotaru couldn't help but roll her eyes on her best friend's reaction about everything. Ruka and she already predicted that she'll be very hysterical on everything since they know how Mikan reacts to everything but they didn't know she'll be this hysterical. "Will you stop whining like a kid Mikan?" she said to Mikan. "We wanted to tell you this."
"But why didn't you?" she said completely ignoring what Hotaru just said that she should stop whining.
"Because Aunt Yuka prohibited us," Hotaru said. Her voice sounded serious and Mikan already know what she actually means.
Nonoko sighed, "And you know how she gets mad once she's being disobeyed."
Mikan almost shivered the thought of her mother being mad. Her mother is a sweet and loving woman but once she gets mad, she turns to be very different person. Monster—yes, that could be. Mikan remembered once when Yuka got very mad to Mikan's ex best friend for ruining Yuka's birthday party. A slap was received by the said ex best friend and she was drag by the guards outside the mansion. She was kicked out in the university and Yuka ordered that she shouldn't be near us, our school, and our house or where ever we are or else she'll be in prison for two years.
She couldn't help but sigh, "I just don't know what to do about this."
Nonoko tried to encourage Mikan by having a sweet smile, "I still agree on Sumire. You're still lucky!"
Mikan glanced at Nonoko and looked away. "I don't need that right now, Nonoko." She stood up taking her leave as Hotaru, Nonoko and Sumire followed. They grabbed their purses and left the coffee shop. They were on the side walk right now and when Mikan thought her two best friends have already dropped the topic, she was wrong.
"Let's just drop the topic, okay?"
Sumire put her hands on her hips, "And you're the one who keeps on ranting about Natsume and your marriage!"
Nonoko and Sumire clasped their hands together and sighed dreamingly. Hotaru and Mikan couldn't help but roll their eyes. Here they go again, sighing and adoring hot guys. "I've always had a crush on Natsume ever since I saw him in Oprah's two years ago." Nonoko said and giggled cutely.
"Are you seriously telling me this, Nonoko?" Mikan asked as she stood beside Hotaru. "Make them stop," she whispered.
"I'm just glad you're not on the same page as they." Hotaru whispered back making Mikan chuckled.
Sumire's eyes twinkled and a slight blush was seen on her cheeks. "He is such a good catch, Mikan! If I were you, I'd be jumping up and down because I'm already married to him."
Nonoko couldn't help but agree on what Permy just said. "He is such an Adonis."
Their eyes were as if formed in hearts and were twinkling like hopeless romantic people. This is the same reaction they usually do whenever they see some hot guys on the sidewalks who winks at them or whenever they watch Ian Somerhalder's hotness on their favorite show The Vampire Diaries. "Please stop that," Mikan begged as she rubbed her temples. "I'd rather watch Ian Somerhotness become gay than sighing for Natsume."
The silent Hotaru couldn't bear the annoyance that Sumire and Nonoko were making, "Will you get hold of yourselves girls?" She muttered.
Before the two hopeless romantics could react, a loud honk was heard when a black Aston Martin One One-77 just parked in front of them.
"Holy mother of cow," Sumire mumbled as her hand covered her mouth.
"I know whose car is this." Mikan heard Nonoko whispered behind her.
She looked at Nonoko then glanced back at the car. "Really? Is it Kitsy's or Koko's?" she asked naively.
But before Nonoko could answer Mikan, the door in the driver seat opened and a man stepped down on his expensive looking car. Wearing his Calvin Klein jeans, Dolce and Gabbana blazer, his white Hanes v-neck, Berluti brogues shoes look as shiny as ever, he faced the four girls who were looking at him.
"Hyuuga," Hotaru recognized as a smirk plastered on her lips.
Mikan gasped loudly! "You!" she shouted as she pointed her index finger to Natsume. "What are you doing here?" she exclaimed.
He didn't respond. Instead he walked towards Mikan. "Aren't you happy to see your husband?" he huskily said to the brunette. His face was so close that Mikan could feel his breathe on her lips.
She looked away. "Don't assume—"
"We're happy to see you, Natsume!" Nonoko and Sumire said at the same time as their eyes were glowing as they stared at the gorgeous Hyuuga.
Natsume let out a throaty laugh and moved away from Mikan, making her sigh secretly. "I'm here to fetch you." He informed her.
"Fetch me?" she asked. "But Sasuku will fetch me—"
"No, not any more. He is already assigned to Ruka—"
She cut him off, "To Ruka?" she exclaimed. "Well, Mister, Ruka has his own car and he can drive, just so you know!"
Natsume smirked, "Guess the circle of life has turned."
"Nat—"
"NATSUME HYUUGA!" A loud shriek was heard making the five covered their ears. And you what this means.
"Damn it. Fan girls." Natsume hissed under his breath. He grabbed Mikan's wrist and before she could protest, he dragged her to his car, shove her inside and he immediately drove off away from the screaming fan girls who were literally chasing his car. Once Natsume noticed that the fan girls couldn't be seen anymore, he started to slow down.
He glanced at the brunette who was shock about the gazillion of girls out there who was actually chasing her husband's car. "You have fan girls?" she asked but her voice was actually cracked.
Natsume gave curt nod. "I don't know what cave you've come from, Polka."
"Polka?" she mimicked as she paused for awhile and realized what he actually meant. "You pervert!" she shouted on top of her lungs making the Hyuuga glare for her squeaky voice. "You're not just arrogant but you're a pervert as well!" she said as she shot him a very deadly glare.
He ignored her glares and focused on the road. "You showed it to me when I shoved you in the car." He flatly said.
"You're the one who shoved me!" she defended her self. She crossed her arms under her chest and murmured. "I wonder what your little fan girls has seen on you."
"Look at me," he ordered. Mikan was now facing him but she's sending him a glare. A smirk formed on his lips, "And this is why my fan girls love me."
She rolled her eyes on his cockiness. "Right. You're a conceited, perverted bastard. And they're bunch of whiny bitches."
He let out a throaty laugh. "I didn't know I married a jealous wife."
"Shut up," she hissed under her breathe. "And for the record, I will never like you nor love you especially with that kind of attitude and that kind of…" she stopped when Natsume was actually looking at her.
Her heart started to race fast when he turned the car in to some silent ally, parked it inside and looked at her. His brows were rising as if telling Mikan to go on what she was about to say but he received no response. "Go on, polka." He urged her. "Kind of what?"
"Kind of face!" she stammered as she continued. She looked away from his piercing stares. "What are we doing in his ally, Hyuuga?" she coldly asked him. But it was as if her heart stopped when she heard his seatbelt click. Mikan faced him. "What are you doing?"
"You know, polka." He started. He slowly leaned his body close to her. "Those hundreds of girls will sell their souls to the devil himself just to be my wife. And here you are," he leaned closer and closer.
"Stop whatever you're planning to do." She gulped as she tried to move away from him but when she felt a hard object on her back she realized that she was now actually leaning on the car's door.
"Here you are polka." He continued what he was about to say. "Sitting in the same car with me, actually married to me and telling you will never ever like me because of the attitude that I have and…" he cleared his throat, "And the face that I have."
He noticed Mikan's hand, slowly reaching the door's lock but before she could, he grabbed her hand making her moan a little on how tight his grip is. "Nope, you're not going to leave."
"What do you want from me?" she exclaimed on his face. "Don't tell me you're going to…" She gasped on the idea she just thought.
He smirked realizing what Mikan actually meant. He leaned closer to her and now their nose's tips are actually almost touching and he can feel her breathe. "Hmm, smells strawberry." He complimented.
He watched her gulp and shake in nervous. "You know," he whispered. He moved his lips close to her ears and whispered one more time, "I really like challenge."
He let go of her hand, sat back on his seat and gave one more wink on Mikan who was still in a state of shock on what happened. He started to drive off towards the Sakura's Mansion.
Challenge Accepted
xxx
Once Natsume and Mikan arrived in the mansion, Mikan immediately went out of the car and ran away from Natsume. She ignored the greetings of her maids and butlers, which was very unusual to them, and ran towards upstairs. She still couldn't believe what Natsume just did to her awhile ago! Trapping her in to his hot body—wait, she didn't just think of that! She shook her head slightly, erasing those thoughts about Natsume.
She promised to herself that she will avenge herself on how she looked pathetic and helpless back there on Natsume's cage!
"Mikan," his brother interrupted her thoughts. She stopped walking and turned around to face him. He was standing outside his room and staring at her sister in delight. She hasn't talk to Ruka ever since Natsume barged inside their home. "You're home." He said with a smile playing on his lips.
"Obviously," she muttered with a mock on her tone. Yesterday, when Yuka and Mikan decided to talk about Natsume, Mikan found out that Natsume and Ruka are actually best friends since college and Ruka never even gave her a hint about everything!
He noticed that her sister is actually sending her a look that she's not that happy that she saw him. He approached her with a worried look and said, "Is there something wrong, Mikan?"
Mikan let out a mocking laugh and said, "Oh, nothing Ruka!" she said. "Really, everything is perfect. I'm actually living my life to the fullest right now."
"Mikan—"
"My parents just planned my own life, my best friends didn't say a word about this and you, my dearest brother whom I looked up to didn't tell me even a little clue about all of this." She paused as she panted slowly. "You know what the best part is? I'm actually married to a…bastard!" she shouted the last word.
"Is it just me or someone just called me bastard?" a husky voice joined the conversation. All eyes looked the Natsume who was actually looking calm and emotionless considering Mikan is about to blow because of the anger she is feeling right now.
"Oh no," Mikan said and chuckled. "There is no difference between you and the word bastard."
"Mikan!" Ruka sternly said. "Watch your words!"
Natsume was now smirking making Mikan more piss of to him. He put his arms under his chest, "Tsk, tsk. Manners, polka."
Mikan stomp her feet off as she walked towards Natsume. Her brown eyes were glaring at him as she wanted to scratch that smirk playing on his face. "Do you want another punch, husband?" she said with a threatened voice.
Natsume still look calm and not even threatened by her voice. He leaned closer to her and smirk, "I might consider a kiss, wifey." He huskily said.
Mikan's face turned red on what he just said to her. She blinked and turned around and walked towards her room. "Oh, Hyuuga." She called him before she entered her room. Natsume and Ruka looked at Mikan who was actually smirking. She raised her middle finger and walked inside the door.
There was a silence when Mikan vanished in to their sight and then Ruka burst out laughing. Natsume glared on his best friend who was holding his tummy because of the laughter he is currently having.
"You can stop now, Ruka." He muttered, looking annoyed.
"It's the first time I saw a girl treat you like that." He said between his laugh as he tried himself to calm down. "You're actually under Mikan's sleeves." He said as he finally got himself stop laughing.
"That's why I love your sister, Ruka." He whispered but enough to be heard by Ruka. He was taken back on how Natsume just blurted it to him. His blue eyes watched Natsume walked inside his room which was the room beside Mikan's room.
Ruka's eyes widen when he realized that the room connected on Mikan's room is actually Natsume's. And he knows that the only thing that separates the room is a curtain.
And he heard her sister scream.
"AAAAH! PERVERT!"
xxx
I was now resting on my bath tub, relaxing myself and hoping for silence. Silence is my sanctuary and obviously Polka doesn't know what silence is. I snickered when I remembered her face whenever I try to piss her off or caught her off guard. Couldn't help it, teasing her makes me happy actually. She looks cute when she's mad. I shook my head. Did I just say the word cute?
This little marriage between Polka makes everything exciting. She's totally different from any girl I have met. She's a challenge and I like it. It makes me want her more. Her difficulty makes her more exciting and worth it.
I couldn't help but let a chuckle escape on my lips as I remembered that her room is actually a curtain away from mine. Talk about luck. Lucky must be my middle name right now.
I closed my eyes and remembered how I accidentally opened the curtain out of curiousness. And when I call myself lucky, it really means I am. I saw polka dots on her underwear. I clicked my tongue feeling the heat to my body. She's damn right sexy. Her figure was totally perfect to my sexiness. Damn, I'm being a pervert right now.
"Hyuuga," A familiar voice called my name. Luck is really on my side.
I stood up and grabbed my towel and covered myself with it. Wonder what Polka's reaction is when she will see me just clad in a towel. I click my tongue again and stepped outside the shower.
My eyes landed on a brunette who was sitting on the sofa beside the curtain that is actually separating our rooms. "Looking for me?" I huskily said to her.
Her eyes who were actually wandering around my room landed on me. And I tried to stop myself from laughing when I saw her reaction when she realized I'm actually half naked. She covered her eyes with her hand as her pale cheeks started to blush. "Hyuuga!" she shouted and stood up. "Have some manners!" she turned around and removed her hands from covering her eyes.
I couldn't help but chuckle on her reaction. She's cute when she blushes. Damn, I'm starting to use the word cute now. "And I supposed you have one for raising your middle finger to me?" That moment was actually fresh from my memory. No girl has actually done that except if they meant that they actually wanted to sleep with me.
"Shut up," she said. "Mom said that dinner's ready." She walked back to her room as I heard her ranting why is our room connected and divided by just some damn curtain.
I removed my towel when I heard Polka has left her room. I grabbed some shorts and shirt and decided to go downstairs. Besides, it's the first time I'm eating dinner with Polka since she didn't leave her room yesterday when she found out she was actually married to me.
Once I'm alright, I walked out of my room and was greeted by Ruka. I nodded to him and we both went downstairs to eat dinner. My eyes immediately landed to Polka who was actually eating like a pig while telling her mother why is her room and my room actually divided by just a curtain.
"Mikan," I heard Yuka said in a very calm tone. "You need to understand that we're actually preparing you from your marriage to, Natsume. Right, honey?" she said as she looked at Narumi who was reading today's newspapers and just simply nodded.
"Preparing for marriage?" Polka's annoying voice shrieked. "Marriage is supposed to be about love and not preparing yourselves." Well, Polka, our marriage for me is about love. Oh, if I could just blurt it out. Damn.
Yuka ignored her when she saw me and Ruka walking towards the dining table. Her smile was so big that her wrinkles can be clearly seen. "Dinner's ready, Natsume and Ruka." She said to us.
I nodded and Ruka smiled back to her mother. I watched Ruka as he was about to sit beside his sister when Yuka stopped him. "Ruka, dear. Sit beside me." She offered. Oh, I know this scheme. "From now on, Nat. You will be sitting beside your lovely wife."
I sat beside Polka whose jaw just dropped when she realized that even in dinner she couldn't rid of me. Her brown eyes were actually now glaring at me. "Damn it," I heard her cursed under her breathe.
"Can't get enough of me, Polka?" I whispered into her ears.
And I watched her move her seat away from me and she whispered, "Piss off, Hyuuga."
Oh, I love challenge.
And this is the part where I thank everyone for the support and love, not just to my story but for me as well. Because of that, I try my best to update regularly so you wouldn't miss the story that much. I'm happy to know that you actually love my story despite the cliché it has. I'm thankful, from the bottom of my heart.
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