A/N: I have a new story in mind but I want to finish Love Song first. But I think this story will not be finished just yet. I still have a lot of plans for this. ^_^ I'm taking notes of your suggestions. So if you have suggestions for me, please say it. It might help me in the future! Thanks in advance!

Here's Chapter Six!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gakuen Alice. Credits go to Tachibana Higuchi-sensei. I also don't own the songs used in this story. But pretend that the characters composed them. Thank you!

Love Song

Summary: She's a street musician. He's a famous band leader. She's a commoner. He's a rock prince. But their song isn't a fairytale. It is about two different person finding love in an unexpected way: music. AU.

Chapter Six: Moving On

Mikan's POV

Back to reality. I just woke up and I am currently chilling inside my room. Summer vacation is almost done and I have no idea how I can get to pay my tuition fee in the University. My mom runs a small restaurant here in Tokyo and my dad – let's just say he's in a paradise now. So I think I should do my best to earn money or to perfect the scholarship exam.

I was writing something on my song notebook. Usually, I write things that comes out of my mind. It's a poem. It goes something like this:

I rise to greet the day
Despite the monsters underneath my bed
I grab a pen and count to ten
And spill the contents of my head

Yeah, monsters. Reminds me of someone I should not remember. It just gives me creeps.

Really, I don't know what to write. All I can think of the whole summer is to pay my tuition fee, what will I do to seize the day, what happened to a jerk that I have met a month ago... Wait, just wait. I'm not thinking of him. I swear, I don't think of him every night. I don't think of him whenever I saw someone with raven black hair in my mom's restaurant. I don't think of him whenever I saw some crimson-colored thing – okay, I did. Sometimes. Urgh!

Okay, Mikan, focus. Finish this poem and we'll find a tune for this. The thought of a new song just makes me smile. I looked at a pile of CD cases at a corner in my room. They're my CDs. I think I already sold almost 50 pieces for just $3 since the end of the school year. Hehe. I sound like I'm promoting my CD to you, ne? Are you interested? Just call me at ******.

My mom suddenly called from downstairs. Her voice was so loud that it echoed through the whole household. That's my mom. She's the best.

"Honey, I'm off to the restaurant! Don't forget to lock the doors and windows! Drop by if you want to help!"

"Okaaaay!" I said out loud. So loud.

I went downstairs as soon as mom was gone. I looked around and headed for the kitchen to look for something to eat. I really love my mom. And the food she prepared. Oh. Yummy.

And I saw a magazine not far from where I was sitting. I grabbed and looked at it.

The front cover. It's him. The one I should not remember. The one I always remember.

He was smiling, looking right through me. His crimson eyes were so deep, so mysterious. His hair, his hair, falls perfectly without him trying. Yeah, a song by... Who's that singer from USA? Brutto March? Bruco Mart? I really don't know.

Ah. Bruno Mars.

I looked at the picture again. And really, I did not notice a girl beside him at first. And his right arm was around the girl's shoulder. Ouch. The girl was very beautiful and elegant-looking. Blonde curly hair, blue eyes, very fair-skinned. And I don't know her. It just says in the headline:

Natsume Hyuuga and Yumi, together again?

And who the h*** is Yumi? Argh. Why do I care? This jerk and myself doesn't care for each other anymore! I hate him, he hates me. I'm just speculating for my third statement. I really don't know if that's true.

This magazine... this very magazine. This was the one who published the article I hated the most in my seventeen years of stay in the planet Earth.

Flashback (Normal POV)

Mikan Sakura and her mom just got back from a one-day vacation in Okinawa. Mikan was at the passenger seat, staring blankly outside. Yuka do not want to talk about what happened because she knew that her daughter would just be upset. She loves her daughter so much that she agreed with this unexpected trip back to Tokyo.

Yuka's Flashback in a Flashback

When she got back from their room, Mikan hurriedly went to her mom and hugged her tight. "Mom, I don't – sob – want that to happen – again!"

Yuka patted his daughter's back, trying to calm her down. "What do you want to do then, dear?"

"I wanna go home." Mikan looked up and said those words with so much sadness in her eyes which made Yuka go soft and tender towards her daughter.

End of Yuka's Flashback in a Flashback

Now, here they are, hurrying to go back to Tokyo. And their whole ride was silent. Yuka didn't bother talking to Mikan. She thought that talking to her about what happened would just make her cry even more. So she just let her calm down.

FAST FORWARD!

They arrived at Tokyo that morning. Mikan was furious at the site of so many people outside their house. They've all got microphones, huge cameras, and lights. They're all so noisy that almost all Mikan's neighbors got disturbed in their normal lives. What are these people doing in our house? Mikan thought.

Because of that Mikan and her mom used their backdoor. Yuka was surprised in what she saw. There, in their back door's doorstep was a magazine. And a picture of her daughter and a guy, kissing, was the front cover.

'Natsume Hyuuga, forcefully kissed a girl!'

A celebrity magazine says. What the heck? Is this what those people came here for? Mikan stomped her way to their front door. That's when the reporters stopped what they were doing. Silence. Then they boomed Mikan with so many questions that even Mikan can't comprehend. She hears the words 'Natsume,' 'kiss,' 'resort,' 'girlfriend,' 'toy,' 'Mikan.' That's when the the brunette became so furious that she shouted her lungs out at the reporters, "IT WASN'T A KISS! I'M NOT HIS GIRLFRIEND! AND WHAT THE HECK DO YOU MEAN BY 'YOU'RE THE NEXT TOY?'" Silence. As if the reporters are still sinking what Mikan said in their heads.

Then they asked so many questions again. Mikan cannot see clearly because of flash. Now is the right time to go inside and lock the door 'tilll these people cease. And that's what Mikan did. They sure know how to pester people. And they're fast, huh. To say that that event they are talking about happened just last night. Mikan thought with so much anger, tears forming in her eyes. Our life might be ruined.

Yuka went to Mikan's side and hugged her. "Everything's gonna be fine, honey."

End of Flashback

I stared at the magazine again. I'm not fond of celebrities so I did not bother reading what's inside. But my mom was that was the reason these kind of magazines are inside our house.

I thought of that incident outside our house again. I don't know but those reporters did not come again to our house. And the news about us, kissing, was not ever heard again. Maybe Hyuuga's manager paid those reporters to not spread the news again, it might destroy their reputation. Yeah, all they can think of is their reputation.

Now, I'm done eating. I went back to my room and continued my poem. I wanna finish this to have another song. I'll go to the restaurant maybe before lunch. And later this evening, I'll go to my usual spot in the street and try to perform and sell my not-so-popular mini album.

I wrote again. And it was something like this:

This is the here, this is the now
I gotta make it somehow
Sometimes it feels as if my brain is bursting
Gotta write it down

Note to self
Feed the dog,call the mom,write a song
And rule the world by noon
Note to self
Make the grade,make your mark,break a leg
And don't forget to always work the room

Heh. I AM a busy girl, really. Uhm. What can I write next? Maybe I'll name this song Note To Self. What do you think?

Natsume's POV

I'm here in my living room, with a cup of coffee in my right hand and a magazine in my left. I really don't know why Imai gave me these kinds of magazines. I'd rather read my manga but the front cover caught my eyes. It's a picture of me and Yumi, my first love. Love? Is that even in my vocabulary? The magazine says that we're together. No, not really. This moment was, I think... five months ago, when Fade To Black were guest of Yumi's concert. She's a pianist, and excellent at that. The people where shouting, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

I was hesitating but she kissed my cheek. In response, I just put my arm on her shoulder. And I don't know, camera's are not allowed inside that venue but a person still managed to take a photo of us. Who the heck is he/she anyway?

Do you believe that? I explained everything to you? Tch.

This magazine reminds me of a certain brunette-haired girl. Mikan Sakura. The name that make my mind go crazy. I tried to forget her through going out with my friends and sleeping with a random girl but I can't. I also made myself busy with our band commitments this past few weeks but I failed.

That girl was the most unbelievable creature I've ever met. The day after our first encounter, I learned from Anjo that she's back in Tokyo. And I wondered, how the heck can I find her in Tokyo?

Flashback

"So girly, where's Sakura?" I asked this girly man, first things first.

He frowned, which gave me a hint of the answer of my silly question. "She's gone. Back in Tokyo."

Since then, I spaced out. I didn't even listen to their conversation. She did regret my kiss. How can an ordinary girl like her regret my kiss? ALL girls LOVE my kiss. Then I heard my phone ring. I excused myself from the meeting. It was Imai.

"Hyuuga, what do you think your doing?" Anger is evident in her voice.

"What? We're having a meeting."

"The magazine I'm holding right now has a picture of you and a girl, kissing, in the resort. It looked like you're harassing her."

I was silenced by what Imai said. Paparazzis are sure fast. Imai continued when she noticed that I don't have something to say.

"Hyuuga, this is a scandal and might destroy the band's reputation."

"Do what you want to do and don't bother me." I hung up. I really don't know what to say. I went outside to get some fresh air, forgetting that I was actually at a meeting. I didn't care. All I can think of right now is the brunette. The paparazzis may hurt her. I know very well that they knew how to track people. And Sakura might get hurt. What can I do now?

Oh well. Let Imai handle everything. I don't care about that now. Better get my head in my own game.

End of Flashback

I started my day by going to Ruka's place. Our band have a meeting there, not a formal one.

Mikan was getting ready for tonight's mini gig in her usual place. She was clad in a simple pink top and three-fourths jeans. She also wore her beanie and pink flip-flops. Don't forget Blossom. She's the most important. And Mikan's ready to go.

She found her usual spot but the busy streets of Tokyo intimidated her. Mikan sat down on a bench, holding her guitar case. There are people staring at her. But she's already used to it. She has been performing in this spot for five months now. She goes here twice a week, to perform even though there are only a few people who show interest in her. And a few people also bought her album. I don't know if they bought it out of pity. She thought.

She opened the guitar case and placed her CDs on it. She held Blossom in her arms and started singing.

You take a deep breath and you walk through the doors
It's the morning of your very first day
And you say hi to your friends you ain't seen in a while
Try and stay out of everybody's way

Mikan remembered when she composed this song. It's just like yesterday. Everything is so clear.

It's your freshman year and you're gonna be here
For the next four years in this town
Hoping one of those senior boys will wink at you and say
"You know, I haven't seen you around before"

The lyrics of the song was based on a true story, Mikan's story. She then remembered everything from her high school. Her first love and first heart break. The reason of it all, the reason of her nightmares.

'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out
Well, count to ten, take it in
This is life before you know who you're gonna be
Fifteen

You sit in class next to a redhead named Abigail
And soon enough you're best friends
Laughing at the other girls who think they're so cool
We'll be outta here as soon as we can

And then you're on your very first date and he's got a car
And you're feeling like flying
And you're momma's waiting up and you're thinking he's the one
And you're dancing 'round your room when the night ends
When the night ends

She remembered clearly how their first date went. She was beautiful, he was handsome. The place was perfect. Everything's on their right places. They talked about everything about them.

'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
When you're fifteen and your first kiss
Makes your head spin 'round
But in your life you'll do things greater than
Dating the boy on the football team
But I didn't know it at fifteen

When all you wanted was to be wanted
Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now

But everything went wrong. Her fantasies of having her first boyfriend shattered into pieces, when he almost did what Mikan didn't think he would do: Take advantage of her.

Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday
But I realized some bigger dreams of mine
And Abigail gave everything she had to a boy
Who changed his mind and we both cried

Mikan didn't notice that the boy put some drug in her drink which made her feel dizzy. He offered her a drive home but the boy didn't brought her to her home. He brought her to some dark alley. They're inside the car. And he almost did it.

When she woke up, she's in her room. And her mom told her what happened.

'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall
I've found time can heal most anything
And you just might find who you're supposed to be
I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen

A tear suddenly dropped from her right eye but she wiped it fast. She want to be a stronger girl. She's not distancing herself to boys but she's now careful with everything.

Your very first day
Take a deep breath girl
Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors

Some people passing by dropped coins on her opened guitar case. I'm not a beggar or something. I just want them to appreciate my songs. And I hope they did. And she started her next song.

Inside an expensive-looking car were Fade To Black and Hotaru Imai, their manager. Earlier this afternoon, they went to a recording studio to talk to a producer. Now, they are ready to go home but Koko suddenly burst out something.

"What the hell was that?" Kitsuneme exclaimed. He covered his nose with his right hand.

"Sorry. I really wanna go to the bathroom." Koko said while scratching his the back of his head, a sly smile on his face.

"Go ahead and make it fast." Hotaru said it with a stoic expression on her face.

For Koko to use a comfort room, they stopped in front of a restaurant. The other boys ordered their dinner in that restaurant but decided to just take it out and eat it in their house. (A/N: Fade To Black has their own houses but Hotaru bought a suite for the whole band.)

Hotaru was the one who left at the car, include the driver to that. Her eyes were wandering around, looking at people who passes by them. And her eyes caught a girl, singing in front of a small crowd which constantly dropping coins on a guitar case.

She opened her window, hearing everything from the busy streets of Tokyo but the dominant sound was the voice of a singing girl and her guitar.

"She may be the one I'm looking for." A jet-black-haired girl said, intently staring at a girl playing her guitar.

Two week have passed. Hotaru is always passing by that street just to see a girl with an amazing singing voice and talent in guitar. This was unknown to the girl. And tonight, Hotaru had a plan of introducing herself to the girl.

A/N: That's the sixth chapter. How was it? Any reaction? Please tell me. I LOVE you! :) Tell me if I have any typos.

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"Here's my credit card. Call me if you have already decided your next move."

Four girls started to crowd her and bombard her questions. "Oy, oy." Mikan thought.

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