Summary: Princess Mikan gets lost in the forest that night, and guess who she meets! Natsume!

S/S14: Konichiwa! I'm back after 2 months! sweet scribe 14, here with another fanfiction.! "Playing love for Real" is more of romance and humor combined, and it's good! I'm willing to bet on it, so PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE read it and review! I just thought of this idea a long time ago, maybe I've dreamed of it I'm not sure. So please stay first and read!

But I really hope you like it and you review!! It will really make me happy!

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Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice, which is too bad for me. (dry chuckle)

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Playing Love for Real

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-Chapter one-

Princess Mikan

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For two people to fall in love,

It's easier if they share the same interest--

!NOT REALLY!

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For two people to get along nicely,

It's better if they have the same personality--

!OH YEAH, WHO SAID SO!

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So, if you're looking for the right guy,

You should do extensive searching

!And if I want to search for food,

It's right there in the fridge!

!GIVE ME A BREAK!

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Mikan stopped for a moment in vandalizing the Princess guide book which was given to her as present on her 16th birthday. She threw the pink feathered pen she had been scribbling with for the past hour on the bed.

"This is a bunch of crap. Whoever wrote these taboos?" she muttered low, then consciously looked around to see if anyone heard.

"Silly. No one would dare enter my big royal bedroom without knocking first." she waved her manicured hand daintily then sat back roughly on her big cushioned bed with the pink canopies. She stared at the red laced book again.

"If mom ever thinks she'll persuade me to be what she wants, she made a mistake in giving me this book!"

With an angry cry, she began tearing the perfumed pages one by one. Then she tossed it on the corner. With an annoyed grunt, she threw the brown feminish curls and swirls of her hair behind and stared at the thick carpeted floor. She noticed something and picked it up.

"What is this all about…?" she read.

…Royal duties are always a nuisance to a princess growing up.

But always remember to have fun.

-mom

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"This scripted handwriting…" she muttered grumpily, "Of course its mother's. That annoying too-feminine swirls could only belong to a 'lady' like her." She snorted.

She suddenly had an idea.

"Have fun, huh?" Mikan grinned.

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It was in the forest that night… Princess Mikan wandered outside of her castle without anyone knowing. It was okay, no one knows except her. She wanted to violate her own royal duties at the castle for a change. Life was excessively boring and dry inside the palace.

Dressed in her long, silky blue gown and glass slippers, she tiptoed out of the castle that night… The reflection of the bright, pale moonlight caught the shimmer of her flowing gown as she slipped outside unnoticed by the sleeping guards.

"Oh my, oh dear… I hope no one knows my plan for tonight…" she thought feminishly, then looked sideways. When she saw no one, she heaved a big sigh of relief, "Yeah, and I have my naughtiness to thank for this. I know."

She sat underneath a tree to rest her sore feet, then took off the fragile glass slippers. Her swollen toes were very red.

"Argh, stupid…" she muttered irritably, touching it tenderly. "Why in the world did I even choose to wear this pair of Cinderella shoes?!" she cursed in a series of French and Italian combination, then calmed down, "Alright, this is no way to act princess. God knows if anyone caught me acting this boyish…"

"Tch. I saw you from the very beginning since you tried to escape the castle. Princess."

Mikan gasped aloud and turned… The husky voice belonged to a very handsome man. She did not know him. Under the light of the full moon, she could see he was dressed in a long dark brown cape and cloak, looking like the uniform of a hired worker, a traveler… Worst, he looked like an assassin. A very good-looking and cool assassin with dark crimson eyes that really bit through her. More like being caught guilty.

"Who are you?" you foul wench! She dared not add the last. She sounded like a princess enough.

"What do you want? Why were you stalking me anyway?" she modestly shoved in her glass slippers in place like nothing happened.

The young man stared and said nothing.

"…I-I don't give alms to beggars like you..! If you want money, ask my personal adviser, Narumi-chan. Though he can be really picky sometimes, I'm sure he'll give you a decent amount…for all your trouble."

"I don't need money."

"What? Then why do you keep staring at me like that? OH I know. You don't have to say it. I'm beautiful. Many princes and kings have court me in the past. And I turned them all down. Too bad though. Yeah, you look—good. Maybe even better than the rest of them, you could even model for me. But, sorry the situation's not very well conducive--"

"What makes you think I ever liked you?" he scoffed.

She could not believe what she heard. "What?? Say that again, I dare--"

"My friend's prettier than you. And she doesn't even have to try." At that, the mysterious, arrogant man grinned.

Mikan felt her position being outrageously challenged by this stranger she did not even know.

"I can't believe this is happening..! This man will pay!"

"You will pay dearly for those words! You have no right to insult a princess like me!" she totally lost her cool, "Even though you're a stranger, you're just an ordinary rude, mean peasant. I could have you thrown to the dungeons and have you rot along with the rats!"

"Go on." He replied coolly.

"Why! That's not all! If you think I'll let you get away with this without a fight, think again! I can even do you away right now! Huh, what do you say?"

"Why should I be afraid?" he taunted further. In fact, he did not look like her speeches had any effect on him at all except make him more mocking. "You're alone. And you're just a girl…" he let his last words echo unpleasantly as he stared at her.

"No, you're not! No!! I'm still a virgin! I won't let be taken by any rude scrawny—"

"And you're an egocentric little princess escaping her royal duties for a night in the forest. That's not a very acceptable behavior for an esteemed, courted princess such as yourself, don't you think? ..." He was mocking, his fiery crimson eyes seen. Then when she saw her expression, "I'd rather lay my hands on my horse than even touch you. Be clear on that."

Her poise exploded at that.

"Have a good evening. Prin-cess." He said mockingly.

She couldn't take the insult. For the record, he was the first who said anything bad in front of her face. So she took a big jump and lounge for him at the back.

"Oompf!" Natsume landed on the ground. Princess Mikan regains herself quickly and pulls his silky black hair with both hands while she straddled him.

"Well, not so handsome now huh!?" she grunted as she fought him, "By the time I'm finished with you, you'll look like you've went through a storm!"

"Not if I can help it!" Natsume easily toppled her over as she was pulling his hair and grabbed both of her exposed arms. After some struggling, Mikan couldn't move anyway.

"Damn. I wouldn't want to get into this pit again if I can help it." he was thinking as he saw her teeth bared like an animal. "I guess I pissed her off. Too bad." He smiled down at her.

"Grrr get off me! Help!! Somebody!"

Before she could begin crying for help again, Natsume let her go and kept a safe distance away from her. She stood up from the ground in an instant, brushed her royal gown daintily, and for a moment just stared. She was fuming in anger.

With an angry cry, she charged forward so fast Natsume was utterly taken in surprise he couldn't dodge it. But then something happened.

Midway along, one of the heels of Mikan's glass slippers broke off, making her trip on her fall. She landed squarely into his chest, forcing him back to the ground. When she came to, she was staring wide-eyed into his crimson eyes.

Something… wet.

When she found out, she didn't know what to say.

Her lips were crushed hard on his soft supple lips, and she was on top of him. Her suddenly very exposed legs were straddled on both sides of his, and his hands…

Only her eyes told very clear what she felt: disgust.

Natsume saw unfortunately and taunted her further. Before anything, he closed his eyes, placed a hand behind her head and kissed her as passionately and perverted as his restraints on her would allow.

It took both his arms to keep her from moving as he tasted and lavished and played with her lips with his.

She resisted forcefully. Suddenly, before the kissing could advance further, someone called.

"Your highness! You're here!"

Natsume and Mikan both looked up from that voice and she took the chance and shoved him off her. When he was standing, she faced him and slapped him hard enough to leave an angry red welt on his left cheek. Then she ran forward toward the voice.

"Daisuke-san! Help! Someone's trying to molest me!" she rushed forward to where the voice of her servant came from.

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S/S14: PREVIEW ON NEXT CHAPTER: So, who is that Daisuke-san hmmmm? It's looking like Mikan will be saved sooner than she thinks, I guess. What will happen to Natsume now? Will he really go to the dungeons as Mikan promised he would? Who is he anyway?

Find out, FIND OUT!! Sayonara till next time! This is Sweet Scribe14, here with another fanfiction! (I hope I finish this..! I hope I do, I think it will be great if I keep working on it. Wish me luck!!)

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