Summary: Her goal was only about the money. That was it and nothing else. She made a rule that she'll never love a customer and that they shouldn't love her back until he came around and things started going mad. Now why is he so determined to break that rule?

Disclaimer: Gakuen Alice rightfully belongs to the genius, Higuchi Tachibana.

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Life of a Teenage Prostitute
Chapter One: Beginning, Coming to an End

I was sitting on the edge of the bed with my whole nude body covered with the duvet. Counting the money I've earned for the night, the man right beside me kissed my neck while I tried to ignore it. Smelling the sweet scent of my brown locks, the man reached for his wallet and took out two hundred dollars and gave it to me. I frowned at him, not understanding why I was given more money than what I needed. He chuckled and kissed me lightly on the lips.

"It's just a tip," He gave a smile while saying this, continuing to kiss my neck. The man wasn't Japanese like me. He was a rich business man from America that came to Japan for some important meetings. Luckily, I had found him first before all those other prostitutes get him. "And I want you to accept it." Nodding, I smiled back at him.

I stood up after finishing my counting and placed the money inside my small black shoulder bag. All dressed up, I wore my shoes and walked out of the man's room, heading outside. It was 12 pm and I needed to get to my small apartment before some lunatic sees me and might try to kill me. I searched silently for a taxi but none was there until a guy in a Ferrari came by. He looked incredibly lost but I need to take this opportunity so I can just stay in somewhere else for the night or maybe he'd drive me home himself. Besides, the guy looked completely single and it's just really obvious if a guy's married or not.

Walking towards his car, I bent over to meet him while he looked at me with an unemotional face. "You're lost," I told him, gazing around. He rolled his eyes and ran hand through his disheveled hair and then slammed it down on his steering wheel as he looked at the view. "Want some directions? I can give you some in exchange for a drive home." He turned right back to see me and exhaled.

"Get in," He opened the car's door and I got in immediately while he started driving. Placing both of my hands on my face, I rubbed it gently as I got all flushed. "Aren't you a prostitute?" I wrinkled my nose at this and stared at him. He expected for a direct answer from me so I just nodded and looked by the window, muttering curses at myself. He stopped at a corner asking, "Where's the way to Alice subdivision?" Now that explains why he's such a rude person. People who live there are usually such snobs, cold and very intimidating. Just to add one more tiny detail... they are all filthy rich.

"Just keep going straight and then turn right after you finished passing by two corners," I answered hastily, not daring to take one glance at him. He drove more until we reached our destination. Two guards opened the gates of the subdivision as we entered inside it, quietly driving through the houses and reached one bungalow. He parked at the garage and then opened the car's door, getting out. I did the same and tapped his shoulder. "What about me?" I questioned.

"I'm too tired to drive," He pulled my arm and dragged me inside the house, forcefully making me sit down at the couch while he sat beside me. There's nothing else to do around here. It was too quiet inside this bungalow and it seemed peaceful. The place was clean and the glass sliding door for the entrance to the backyard made everything look open. A swimming pool and a Sakura tree were outside the yard. To be specific, it was all perfect.

Making tapping sounds with my fingers, I also started tapping my teeth together. When I turned to Mr. Rude Person, he disappeared from right beside me when I heard footsteps somewhere near. "Here," He spoke, handing me a bottle of beer while he started drinking his. I drank mine slowly as he sat down in front of me. It was too quiet and I was never used to it. Usually, guys just started pinning me or pushing me down at their bed to get me going ready for the next phase. This one's different and I don't like the way he's acting around me. "How old are you?" He began to ask.

"Nineteen," I replied, trailing my fingers around the edge of the beer's bottle. Looking at me with a curious look, he faced the floor and began drinking more. "How about you?" I asked him so I could feel comfortable around here. The weird aura was all around this area and I'm really loathing it, more and more. If this keeps up, I'm running away from here and I don't care if this place is too far from my home.

"Twenty-one and you shouldn't still be a prostitute at that kind of age," He explained, standing up and placing the bottle on a small table. I just have one little question. What does he know about my life, anyways? He doesn't even have the right to say such things to me. I think it's time I shut his mouth... "You can still do a lot at that kind of age. You can study or if you couldn't, you can work as some waitress inst---"

"You don't know anything about me," I've directly cut him off from his words. It's true. He doesn't know anything about me so why should he interfere. Isn't he just a stranger? "Alright, what's your name?" I enquired with a hint of slight annoyance. Pony-tailing my hair with a black ribbon, he sat down beside me, taking a good look at me. As he caressed my cheeks, I froze.

"I thought you knew about me," Obviously, I didn't. Who really is this guy, anyways? He doesn't look that famous, does he? "Natsume Hyuuga. I suppose you wouldn't see me around here since I just came back from France." He continued, raking his raven hair which I found really cute. So he's a Hyuuga, huh? Haven't heard about them for a while ever since they've been moving from country to country.

Pursing my lips, a thought occurred to my mind. If this guy's going to bang me, I can make more money than usual. I'll make my prices higher for him and then maybe I can live somewhere else and not in that stupid little apartment where I'm living in right now. "So, aren't we like... going to do something?" I asked, pushing back some strands of my hair behind my ear. He scoffed, shaking his head. Hyuuga Natsume, I have to say ---not to be such an arrogant person--- I'm the hottest hooker you'll ever see in the whole Japan.

"When I said that you shouldn't be a prostitute at this age, I also meant that I wasn't going to have sex with you," He clarified, poking my forehead. I rubbed it gently and pouted. That isn't fair. He brings me into his house, gives me a drink, touches me and now he's telling me that we wouldn't do anything but to stare at each other without even blinking? This is so... wrong. "Besides, you're still a child. I don't like taking advantage of children like you."

I'm not even a child! I'm a perfectly hot teenager whose been turned into a totally greedy hooker-lady. "You're not going to be taking advantage of me," I responded, placing a hand on his lap. He stopped and faked a cough, taking my hand off of his lap. I see now... "Plus, I'm not even a child anymore. I'm a woman." I crawled closer to him, making him move to the end of the couch and pinning him there. I blew on his ear saying, "Can you even say the word, woman?" Hearing him gulp, I placed a hand on his chest and then moved it to his neck.

He shoved me away gently as he slapped his whole face and slouched for a while. "Since I told you my name, aren't you supposed to say what's yours?" I heard him change the subject after a few moments. I drew my attention to him and scratched my head. I think I should just lie to this guy. After all, I'm not even going to be able to stay here for long and I'd be going away afterwards. Then again... "And don't you dare lie to me about your name like those other prostitutes I've been with." I just shouldn't. Whatever.

"Fine," Grumbling, I opened my mouth and started to say, "Mikan Sakura. Don't remember it and don't ask for that name. Ever." I ordered. I don't really want customers like him to remember my name because once they do; they wouldn't stop asking for me which is true. Hence, all hookers like me have to fake our names all the time. Ever after customer, we start changing our names up. It's only good if they get to have us for once and not have us again, twice or even thrice.

"Why shouldn't I?" He questioned with a very interested and curious look. "I already told you that I wouldn't do anything to you and you still say that I shouldn't ask for that name of yours? Isn't that a little stupid of you? Try to have some common sense, idiot." The continuing lines made me scowl at him. It is official. This guy is a complete and total shit-head. The nerve of some people. I'm so killing this guy in any way I want to. Maybe I should get a chainsaw...

"Look, if you aren't going to do anything to me," I stood up, placing my hands on my hips. "---then why didn't you just drive me home? I need to go to sleep. I have a long day tomorrow and I'm still looking for some jobs that are really suitable for me." I said smartly. He smirked at me while I furrowed my eyebrows. What's he thinking...?

"Do you always reply an answer by elaborating things I don't even have to know?" I twitched at this. If he isn't going to be nice to me, then why doesn't he just throw me out of his house? I know I'd be feeling angry about it but if we really aren't going to do anything, at least let me get some sleep or take me home even if he's tired. Then again, it doesn't seem like he's familiar with the places here at Tokyo so he'll ask for my help again. "Come on." He said, standing up and pulling my arm as he opened a door at a particular room. "Here's my bedroom. You can sleep here for the night."

Maybe this guy wasn't so bad after all... But why the hell is he letting me sleep at his bedroom? Doesn't he have a guestroom, at least? Whatever. This room looks cool. It was tidy, neat and very clean. This guy must've let someone clean this room for him every day. "If this is your room, then where are you sleeping?" He quirked his brow at me and gave me a look I didn't even get.

"Obviously, I'm sleeping here with you," I grimaced at these words. I don't really get this guy and maybe I'll never will. Geez, does he have to be such a complicated person?

Taking a plain white shirt and throwing it to me, he indicated me to wear it and so I did. Apparently, the shirt had reached up till my thighs. It was too big and it doesn't seem like this guy wears it a lot of times. While he started taking off his shirt, I noticed how much this guy had the body of Adonis. Even if I hate to admit it, this guy's H-O-T, hot! He's on fire, alright.

As I crawled to the bed and snuggled to the duvet, feeling the softness, Hyuuga Natsume sat beside me at the edge of the bed and started to lie down, preparing to get some sleep. He turned off the lamp shade as he started to sleep without even greeting me good night.

"Good night to you too," I muttered, facing the opposite side from where he's facing.

The minute I woke up because of the daylight, I groaned, stretching my arms as I began to yawn. Standing up, I searched for Hyuuga who was nowhere to be found when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around and saw two cute guys beaming at me. This is really weird. Is it my birthday or what? "Umm, where's Natsume?" I asked the both of them while they pointed at the living room. Oh... that explains it. Though, he wasn't doing much and he seemed busy.

The blonde guy with blue eyes who looked half-French shook hands with me as he introduced who they really are. "I'm Ruka Nogi and this guy over here's Tsubasa Andou," He explained, punching the arm of the raven haired guy who smiled at me. They seem... friendly. Very friendly more than Natsume. I don't get it. How can he have friends like them if he isn't even like them?

"So you're finally awake," Groaning a bit, I turned around again, seeing Natsume coming towards me as he placed his arm around my shoulder. He leaned down to my level and kissed me gently on the lips. I got confused. Did I do something last night? "Guys, this is my girlfriend, Mikan Sakura. She's currently studying about designing." Whoa... talk about major lying. Is this guy trying to impress his friends? I'm not even studying at all. Well I can if I had the money but right now, I don't actually know.

"I thought you said you're too busy to think of dating?" Tsubasa scoffed, crossing his arms. Seriously, how can this guy be busy to think of dating when he said he's been with prostitutes? Isn't that gonna waste his time also? "Anyhow, we're here because you're invited to Mochu's birthday. He said that all of our friends are gonna be there so we might as well come. Unfortunately, Mochu decided that we should wear formal because his parents are paying a little visit and that they're going to be there for a while. You in?"

"You can also bring your hottie girlfriend if you two aren't busy doing stuff," Ruka said sneeringly. This just made me even more confused. I have nothing to wear and besides, I sure don't study about designing. Hyuuga, you are so getting killed. Get me out of this situation, now! Pronto! Chop-chop! Great. I'm yelling in my mind. "We'll see you around." Hyuuga nodded as they left the house. I looked up at him while he chuckled.

"Hey," I seethed when he started walking away from me. "That wasn't funny, Hyuuga! Get me out of this situation. I'm not your girlfriend and I'm definitely not studying about anything. If you don't do anything about this, I'm reporting you the police and there's not---"

"Shut your mouth up, will you?" He spat irritably. I gasped. I'm the one supposed to be irritated here and not him. Who gives him the right to include me in his stupid situation? If he wanted a girlfriend, he should ask his fan girls. I'm sure he has them around. "I'm paying you to act like my girlfriend but promise me that you'll study hard if I get you in college, ok?"

He's getting me in college... Gee, I didn't know. But really. He's paying for my tuition fee and he's going to pay for me too? "I haven't agreed to this, Hyuuga." I pointed at him accusingly while he pushed my arm down. "If you're paying for my tuition fee does that also mean I'm staying here? Wouldn't that be weird if they knew I was a prostitute? What if I don't make friends? What if they kick me out?" I started panicking. It was true. I have more 'what if' questions in my head that had just started popping out.

"Don't worry," He calmed me down. Ok, so I'm overreacting. "Since you change your name every once in a while, I suppose no one would know that you're a prostitute, right? You're going to an all girls' college and not in a mixed one. I've planned it up last night when you've fallen asleep. I'm giving you the privilege to study so after that, you wouldn't be a prostitute anymore. Think of it as a blessing and yes, you're staying here for a while so someone can keep me company. On the other hand, I'll be staying here in Japan for more years to come so I'll be here with you whenever you need me." My mouth hung down. His words were too decided and too fast. This is surprising.

But before we get started, I have to talk to him about prices and it seems like a good time so I closed my mouth and cleared my throat. "Prices, we need to talk about it, Hyuuga." And with this, we sat down on a chair, facing each other with a table between us. "Since you're going to be paying me to act as your girlfriend, I think we should talk about this. You're paying me, 300 dollars a week. That's all I need and we're done."

"It's a deal," We shook hands with each other. "I'll take you to the mall so you can buy some clothes for yourself. I'm giving you your own credit card but don't buy stuff you don't really need, ok?" I shrugged, walking away when I remembered one more detail.

"Oh yeah," I raised my index finger. "I have one rule and I want you to follow it no matter what happens, Hyuuga. I gave this rule to a lot of customers who buy me to stay with them for more days." He leaned his elbow at the table and placed his hand on his cheek, feeling bored.

"Get on with it," He waved his hand. I looked down at the floor, staring at it. I'm not afraid to tell this to him but we should be careful. It's better that way. If we're pretending, then that's it. I don't want anything else to happen. So here I go and I hope he doesn't laugh at this rule. A lot of guys laughed at me when I said this and it's really not funny to me. I take it seriously. And I mean extremely seriously.

"You must never fall in love with me or love me no matter what happens," I pressed my teeth together, tight after saying this. He didn't show a motion. He just stared and then after a few moments of realizing what I just said, he laughed. I knew this would happen but I'm not joking. I'm absolutely somber about this and there's nothing else that would happen that can change my mind.

"Don't you worry," He took a few steps near me and kissed my forehead, starting to pat my head. "Because I'll never will." He concluded, heading to the backyard where I noticed that he had prepared our breakfast right there. With those words, I'm sure to be fine. He agreed and I'm positive he'll keep it as a promise... I hope.

By the time we had finished our morning routine, we went directly to the mall as I dressed up in my clothes from last night. I planned on changing my clothes at the ladies' room when I've already bought some new ones from a store.

I've noticed that people had been staring at me whenever I walk pass by them with Hyuuga's arm around me. I feel totally strange and I don't find it as something you'd be happy to be feeling. Whenever I've finished shopping from one store to another, the sales ladies would always give me weird glances. Was it because Hyuuga Natsume was with me or is it because they found out that I'm a prostitute? Either reason, it doesn't sound good to me. I'm not even wearing slutty-clothes and thank God I really don't. I was just wearing a black slim halter-neck dress until my thighs and not to mention some black sandals. Maybe it's because I look like I was mourning over something...

After changing my clothes into the ladies' room, I looked completely simple. I was just wearing an orange tank top and a white mini skirt with a pair of silver Jimmy Choo sandals. The day was very tiring and boring. There was nothing left to do so we decided to go home and just take a break.

Arriving, I was surprised that there was a raven haired girl, sitting on a chair that looked exactly like Hyuuga. She hastily hugged Hyuuga and giggled, "Nii-san! I missed you! I've been waiting for you for a long time and who's she?" She questioned. Nii-san, huh? So this is Aoi Hyuuga... How come I recognized her but I didn't recognize Mr. Rude Person, here? Urgh. Whatev!

"She's my girlfriend, Mikan Sakura," He answered while I bowed at her. She hugged me and cheerfully started giggling more and more. I hugged her back while Hyuuga rubbed his face, showing a little annoyance. I shook my head and laughed a bit. "And how in the world did you get in here? Didn't I tell you to call me if you're coming?" He continued unenthusiastically.

"Duh... You gave me the duplicate key, remember?" She replied, holding up the key and then handing it to me. "And now, it belongs to her." She grinned. She seems nicer in person. The last time I saw her was when she posed for a teen magazine wherein she became the cover of, for 3 months straight. I hope this girl doesn't wind up like Jamie Lynn Spears. If she does, that would be a complete disgrace on their family name.

"Answer the question, Aoi," Hyuuga looked completely irritated. This must mean that something came up or something must've gone terribly wrong. "I don't have time for you big mouth, so just tell me what you're doing here." Aoi cringed at this and heaved a sigh.

"Dad sent me here because he thinks you should find a woman," She flipped her hair and then held onto it. "I don't think there's any problem now since you've got her. As long as you two stay together for a while, there wouldn't be problems about those fan girls petitioning for you, right?" I scoffed at this.

"Don't scoff or laugh about it," Hyuuga scolded. Gritting my teeth, I took a step backward and almost punched him with my clenched fists when I stopped before it hit his back. Aoi tried to control her laughter but she couldn't so she just let it out and waved goodbye as she went outside. Closing the door, Hyuuga and I unpacked my stuff and placed them all inside a cabinet.

So the day was boring. All I did was discuss about the price, the rule and then pretend to be Hyuuga's girlfriend who studies at a single-sex school. On the bright side, there wouldn't be any problem. After all, pretending's not a bad thing to do. I think what he's doing is really such a nice thing to do. If more people were like him ---though he needs a few attitude adjustment--- I'd be pleased with the world and then maybe I wouldn't have to work so hard just to go to school.

A knock on the door and a red haired guy was heard at around 7 pm. It wasn't just a red haired guy. It was my ex-boyfriend --- Reo Mouri. Unfortunately, we had to stare at each other for a long while as Hyuuga and him, talked about things I didn't need to know. I couldn't believe my eyes. I detested him for the things that he did to me. If it wasn't because of him, I could've ended up studying in college by now. But no. I got thrown out by my own parents for his foolishness.

"Do you two know each other?" Hyuuga was frustrated. We've been staring at each other for a while and Reo wouldn't pay more attention to what he's saying. Reo and I both gestured a no but Hyuuga didn't seem to be convinced so he just ignored it. "Look, let's just discuss this some other time. You seem distracted by my girl."

"Can I talk to her in private, Natsume?" Reo asked while my eyes widened. Hyuuga just gestured a yes and left us alone. "What are you doing here, Mikan? You do know that your parents have been looking all over for you, right? And how did you get here? You're supposed to be studying by now." His questions and last sentence made me want to rip his face apart. He's acting nice to me? Doesn't he know that he was the reason why I was kicked out by my parents and now he tells me that my parents are looking for me? What's he going to do? Set me into his trap like he did before?

"Thanks to Hyuuga, I am studying," I told him. It was true, wasn't it? It's good that he knows how much I'm in a very good state. "And what I'm doing here is none of your business. My parents don't look for me. Just to remind you, you were the reason why I was kicked out by the both of them. I was thrown at the streets and I looked completely beat up because of what you did."

"So is that why you decided to become a stupid prostitute? Nice choice, Mikan."

"That's also your fault," I pointed out. "Everything was your fault, Reo. You knew what would happen but you did it because of your impatient self. I think we shouldn't talk anymore." I tried to walk away when he caught my arm. His lips drew nearer to my ear while I felt a shiver run down my spine. In short, I was completely terrified.

"Don't walk away from me," He replied with a hint of possession. This is one of the reasons why I broke up with him. He was too possessive and he always wanted to have control over me. Just to let him know, I have my own my mind and body and he doesn't have the right to take over everything. "Unless you want Natsume to know what you really are and who your parents are."

I paused. My mind stopped thinking. I couldn't breathe after remembering all those flashbacks of pain and pure suffering that I've experienced in life. I was a greedy person and until now, I think that nothing has changed. I still carry the family name no matter how much I try to change it. "What do you really want from me?" I asked him.

"Simple," A smirk formed on his face. This isn't really a good sign. "Your body over mine." I swallowed a lump on my throat that wouldn't go away. Pulling my arm away from him, I tried to fight to urge to cry and I was successful. He grasped tight onto my wrist and I could feel how much it's getting red. Why won't he just let me be happy and leave me alone?!

"You're sick," I spat, struggling to get away from his grasp. I was annoyed, angry and aggravated by what he's doing to me right now. If he's an acquaintance of Hyuuga, I'd rather die before he does something wrong to me again. Everything that happened to me before was his fault and not mine. I try to remind myself that, every single day of my life. I didn't do anything but to be a good child but my parents never noticed that. All they see is a waste of money in their hands and just tried to keep me for long since they didn't want the neighbors to keep on talking about them.

"I know you're getting money from Natsume," He whispered on my ear. "So if you want me to shut my mouth, you know what to do. You'll give me the money you've earned and would be meeting up with me at our old meeting place, every Sundays at around 3 pm as we discuss some matters, do you understand?" His words were intimidating and I know what would happen if I didn't meet him. I have no choice but to agree and so I said yes.

At the right time, Hyuuga showed up again, looking if we were still talking. If I don't want to get into trouble, I have to do the right thing. Reo had been always violent around me and no one knew that. They always thought that nothing could go wrong between us. And no matter how much I try to avoid him, he was always there, breathing down my neck.

This isn't exactly what I want in life and believe me. My life's just really beginning to come to an end.

A/N: BORING! Come on. This sucks. Actually, this story is going to be quite serious than I imagined it. There was just this particular scene that popped out in my mind before Reo showed up so I included that in. Oh yeah, tell me if you want me to continue this. If you don't, then... just tell me again. LOL. So I won't be updating unless I hear everyone's opinions. I'm busy with Miss Popular Reject and I'd be revising a whole lot of stories. In the Philippines, I was usually reminded by this saying, "Hinay hinay lang, iha." LMAO! (That meant, "Slow down, young lady?) Hehe.

I miss the Philippines but I don't need to worry because I'm going back there! WOOT! Oh and wish me luck on my entrance exam for La Salle as a freshman! PLEASE! I need your support. I'm not smart enough! I'm a complete idiot!!! Ok, this is way too negative of me. . .

So opinions, opinions and more opinions! If you want me to add something up for this story, don't hesitate to tell me on your reviews. Love ya guys!

Revised: Saturday, May 16, 2009 (Reason: Reo's better than Kaname? LOL)

XOXO Mademoiselle Mirage