Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice.
MikanXNatsumefan101: Okay, okay. So I know I have plenty of stories to keep going on. But still I couldn't resist doing a one-shot!
Chapter One
Natsume looked up at the sky and closed his eyes. A while late, after a few moments of peace and quiet, he opened his eyes in annoyance when he heard his name being called out by a very familiar voice. "Natsume!"
One minute later, a honey-brown haired girl appeared before him, and he groaned out of frustration. "You're skipping classes again!" Mikan reproached him, as she sat down beside him, leaning against the Sakura tree as well.
Much to Natsume's surprise, she wasn't as keen on conversations as usual, and Natsume very much appreciated the peace until she finally broke the silence by a question.
"Ne, Natsume? Have you ever loved someone before?"
"…"
"I mean, really love someone, not just something as simple as like." Mikan continued, taking note of his usual silence, but sensing that it was slightly more awkward than it usually was.
"… Have you?..."
"Yes, and I can really tell that its not just like. It's… stronger." Mikan bit her lip as she looked down.
"Tell me about it." Natsume's bluntness surprised Mikan, and so she began speaking.
"For one, I've grown to love everything about him. The way he swaggers when he walks, the way his rare smiles reach my heart, the way I would do anything just for him to smile like that everyday, the way I find him more important than anything else, like everything in my surroundings are all fading, and that nothing is more important than him, not even grandpa or Hotaru… The way that he frowns when he's trying to solve a puzzle, the way he glares at someone when they make him mad, and I've even learned to love and accept his weak points, because they are all parts of him.
"I feel torn whenever I see him hurt, or injured, and my heart just breaks into pieces, if I don't see him everyday, to make sure he's fine." Mikan drew a deep breath and continued, not noticing Natsume's murderous expression.
"Every time he looks at me, I feel like someone is taking my breath away from him, and I just can't resist looking into his eyes, wanting to look at them forever." Mikan choked back a sob. "And it really hurts, knowing that he would never like me back." She smiled sadly as she shook her head.
"And guess what? I've fallen for him, hard. I've fallen so deep into this abyss that I can't even find the energy to crawl back up again." Mikan gave a sob, and she broke down.
"Everything about him; it's just so hard to let go, even though I know he'll never love me like I love him. Sometimes, I feel that if he's gone, there's just simply no point in living anymore. He can't even tell my feelings for him! In fact, I think it's safe to say that he doesn't care whether I'm dead or alive. I could jump off a building, and he would just remain as calm as always. After all, I'm nothing to him."
Mikan smiled up at Natsume, as he wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort her, though trying not to do it through words. After all, he was never that expressive.
"And guess what? It all started when I hated him. As the saying goes, love and hate are only separated by a very fine line. To think I first met him and hated him because he took off my underwear, and proceeded to grow to love him soon after. Isn't love a funny thing?" Mikan questioned, as she smiled at Natsume's widened eyes, and slowly inched her face towards his, to meet her lips with his.