Authoress's note:

Hi! This is my very first fanfiction! It's about Natsume and Mikan (they're married! Yay~) who apparently had a fight over something Natsume said. I hope you enjoy!

To the guest who reviewed:

PMS means Pre-menstrual Syndrome so PMS-ing is a point where females go through mood swings during their period and they get all bitchy and blow up at the smallest things.

Thanks for reviewing! :)

At Hotaru's house… 11.30 AM

"Hotaaaaaruuuu! Isn't he just so mean?" Mikan said for the 47th time. Hotaru sat on the sofa calmly, one hand holding the newspaper, the other holding a cup of her favourite Earl Grey tea brewed to perfection.

"Hotaru! Are you listening?" Mikan paced around the living room furiously, walking in circles with her arms folded. Hotaru heaved a long sigh and looked up at her 21-year-old best friend, who was like a child throwing a tantrum. Really, when will she ever grow up?

She moved her hands to her ears and pulled out something.

Hyper~ Hyper~

In her hands was her old creation, the 'hyper' earplugs that she had invented in elementary school. "AHHH! So you weren't listening after all!" Mikan exclaimed.

"You have destroyed my perfectly wonderful Sunday," Hotaru glared at Mikan, "you better have a good excuse why you're here instead of being with your husband."

"HOTARUUUU! I knew you wouldn't abandon me!" Mikan jumped onto the sofa, holding Hotaru in her tight embrace and rubbing her head against Hotaru like a dog would to its favourite master. BAKA! BAKA! The famous BAKA gun was unleashed yet again. Hotaru seemed to have magically whipped it out from nowhere; one would have thought that the BAKA gun was part of her body. "You're too close baka, I can't breathe." Hotaru calmly said, "So? Explain."

Mikan just knew that her best of best of best friends could be relied on! Although she knew she was being annoying and cranky and kind of PMS-ing at the moment, she knew that Hotaru would never ignore her.

"So this was what happened! Natsume that jerk he-" Mikan explained, the thought of what happened flipped her anger switch once again.

At Ruka's house… 11.32 AM

Natsume laid back on the chair, his arm resting on other chair, and sighed for the umpteenth time. Ruka chuckled at the sight of the raven haired guy because he never thought that the day that Natsume would actually be fidgety would come. He thought he was being rather cute actually but he didn't dare to voice it out for the sake of his life. He knew that his 'manly' friend would never accept the term 'cute' being used on him. Ruka peered at Natsume with curiosity, trying to figure out what he was doing.

Natsume picked up a manga book, flipped through the pages briefly, closed the book and put it down on the table. In a split second, he picked the same book up and repeated his actions again. Natsume looked at Ruka and averted his eyes, and then he looked at Ruka again. Oh boy, that man had A LOT he wanted to get out of his mouth.

Natsume had never been a wordy and chatty kind of guy and Ruka understood that perfectly. "So, what happened Natsume?" the blond guy took the initiative to ask first.

Natsume took a deep breath in, and then started his story.

Sunday Morning, 10 AM at Mikan's and Natsume's bedroom…

The couple was lying in bed, exhausted after their passionate love-making session yesterday night. Mikan rested on Natsume, using him as an arm pillow. Her body fit snugly in the embrace of her husband who had one hand hugging the back of her head and the other resting on her petite waist. Their legs were entwined and the two were wrapped so tightly together, it seemed as if their bodies were joined.

What could be seen on their faces could only be the look of sheer bliss, after all, they had no more messy troubles with Alice Academy upon graduating, and they fulfilled their promise and got married at the age of 19. After 2 years, their love was still burning as hot as ever, and although they got into occasional fights, they quickly made up with each other and reverted back to the loving couple they were before.

Mikan, being the one who woke up first, gazed dreamily at her husband. She had everything she wanted; loyal friends, her dream job, her dream house, and not forgetting, her dream lover. Man, her husband was a feast for the eyes! His raven hair was so silky and smooth; his crimson orbs that burned with desire ignited a spark within her every time he looked at her. And those lips! Oh my god those soft and supple lips, how was it possible that his lips looked so kissable 24/7? His body was so toned and sexy, this man was practically a Greek god himself! Mikan nearly drooled at the thought of what the two did yesterday night but she quickly snapped out of her reverie.

No Mikan! Get a grip on yourself! Man… her husband had turned her into a horny girl she never knew she would ever become. It's his entire fault she was so dirty-minded!

Mikan reached her hand for Natsume's face and gently brushed his bangs out of his face. Natsume stirred and opened his eyes slowly only to see his beautiful wife smiling at him lovingly. This was definitely how he wanted to start his mornings every day.

"Morning sleepy pie," Mikan giggled with a silvery voice.

"Hnnnn…." Still feeling a bit sleepy, Natsume yawned and stretched all fours, looking just like a cat stretching. He then pulled his wife back into his embrace again, gripping her waist tightly, and closed his eyes.

Smack!

"Come on sleepy pie! No more sleeping!" Mikan flicked his forehead playfully, and then proceeded to get out of the bed to get dressed and prepare breakfast. Natsume sat up, and then looked at the hand that held her waist.

"Say…"Natsume opened his mouth, "Did you gain weight?"

"Did you gain weight?"

"Did you gain weight?"

"Did you gain weight?"

"Did you gain weight?"

"Did you gain weight?"

…was what flashed through Mikan's mind.

Deafening silence filled the entire room at that moment. Natsume Hyuuga had just said the one thing that should never be said to a woman. And that was to never EVER say anything about a girl's weight.

Mikan twitched slightly, and then turned around. She walked towards Natsume, and gave him possibly the biggest and brightest smile she had ever worn on her face. Natsume stared wide-eyed at his wife; he knew that that smile meant that something was very wrong. VERY very wrong.

SMACK!

This time, it was no longer a playful flick on the forehead but a hard and painful slap on his left cheek. She hit him so hard that her hand print could be seen on his cheek.

"OW! What did you do that for?!" Natsume held his hand to his cheek, not understanding the situation.

"YOU ARE SUCH A JERK NATSUME! You are UNBELIEVABLY insensitive," Mikan pointed her finger at him "-and rude, and curt, and… and… RAHHH!" Mikan raged, not knowing how else to describe him. "You think I for one did not know that I gained weight? I KNOW NATSUME, I DO! But couldn't you just keep your thoughts too yourself huh?!" Mikan's face turned red in embarrassment, "I mean I know it's because of my sweet tooth and inability to control myself from snacking on desserts, but really Natsume? Must you point it out? HUH?" she huffed and puffed after spitting out so many words in one go.

Natsume was about to open his mouth when Mikan held her hand up to his face.

"You know what? Forget it. I hate you Natsume!" Mikan ran out of her room sobbing, feeling humiliated at the fact that her husband had pointed out to her that she was getting F.A.T.

"-and that is how I ended up here! Isn't he just so insensitive?!" Mikan pouted, still fuming a little bit but feeling slightly guilty for slapping her husband.

"So you are telling me," Hotaru rubbed her temples, "that you ruined my Sunday for something so trivial?" She whipped out her BAKA gun again and aimed it at Mikan once again.

"AHHHH I'm so sorry Hotaruuuu! But I had no one to turn to!" Mikan said while bracing herself for the impact.

Hotaru put the gun down, and then took out her phone to call her boyfriend, Nogi Ruka.

~Nogi Ruka, you'd better pick up in 5….4…3…~

Upon hearing his special ringtone, voiced by and dedicated to his girlfriend, he hurriedly picked up his phone.

"Meet me at XXX café in 30 minutes, and bring along that idiot with you. We're going to get them off our backs once and for all."

"Okay." He ended the call, and put his phone into his pocket.

"Really Ruka? Your ringtone is so…" Natsume raised his brow, unsure of how to react to his ringtone.

"…Anything for my girl," Ruka resigned himself to Hotaru Imai and her whimsical ways, but that was also part of her charm anyway. "Come on, let's get going Natsume!" He dragged his friend out of the house and into his Mercedes, and sped towards his destination. He knew better than to be late!

At XXX café…

Hotaru dragged Mikan with her and looked for her boyfriend who made sure to always arrive before her. Ruka must have learned his lesson after what she did to him because he was late for their first date due to an unforeseen circumstance. From then on, Ruka was always the one waiting and not the one waited for. Hotaru immediately spotted her boyfriend and headed towards his table. How hard was it to spot a blond guy that looked downright gorgeous?

Upon arriving at the table, Hotaru and Mikan arrived at the table, where Ruka and Natsume were waiting. Mikan saw her husband and gave a jerk of her head to look at Hotaru.

"Hotaru what-!" Before Mikan could complete her sentence, Hotaru grabbed her boyfriend's arm, "I don't care how you do it, you two better resolve it and leave us alone. We're going on a date so don't bother us." Hotaru then sauntered off with Ruka to enjoy their Sunday together.

"You're so evil Hotaru," Ruka chuckled, "But that's the attractive part about you"

Hotaru fought back a blush and said, "Well, this is the only way to deal with idiots."

At the café table, time seemed to pass by so slowly it seemed like torture. Neither of the two have spoken a word or even glanced at each other. They just sat at the table, and looked in the opposite direction. Well, it was an awkward situation after all and both of them did not know how to start the conversation.

One knew that she had to apologize for being the sensitive teen-like person she was because of the way she reacted. She knew that Natsume didn't mean anything behind that sentence and that it was just a passing sentence, and she also knew that she was at wrong for slapping him.

On the other hand, the other knew that he should have thought twice about what he asked and be more sensitive towards her feelings. He thought that he totally deserved the slap but he just did not know how to apologize to her. After all, he rarely apologized.

He laid his eyes on her, thoughts of wanting to hug her and kiss her senseless flooded his mind. He could be cuddling with his wife at home now but now he was stuck here trying to figure out how to apologize to her. Damnation!

Mikan needed a change of environment, she needed to get out of this awkward situation and calm her mind down before facing her husband again. She stood up from her seat and walked away from her seat.

And then she had second thoughts about leaving her seat because she feared her husband might misunderstand that she really hated him, so she paused in the middle of the walkway. Lost in her thoughts, she barely had any time to react when a bicycle started to charge towards her.

"MIKAN!" Natsume shouted, fearing for his wife when he saw the incoming bicycle. He grabbed her so hard that her wrist throbbed, and pulled her towards him. Everything just happened so fast, Mikan was feeling so confused. She snapped out of her trance and realized she was in the warm embrace of her husband. She could feel his body trembling against her own in fear of what had just happened. This man was so afraid of the thought of her getting hurt, which goes to show how much he loves her.

She turned around to face him, and looked into his eyes with apologetic ones. She hugged him back tightly to reassure him, only then had Natsume's body relaxed.

No words of apology were needed between the two, because they already forgave each other in their hearts.

"I love you so much Natsume," Mikan said.

"As I do Mikan," Not caring about the public, the two were lost in their own world.

"Do you want to grab something to eat?"

"Hmmm…. I don't know why, but I just have a sudden craving for pickles…" Mikan chirped happily, interlocking her fingers with Natsume's own.

"Pickles? But you hate them," Natsume raised his brows, certain that the brunette never likes pickles.

"I just feel like pickles! I've been craving them for days-" Mikan brought her hand to her mouth, covering it because she felt like puking.

"Mikan! Are you okay? Come on let's go see a doctor,"

.
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"Congratulations Mrs. Hyuuga, you are into your third week!" The doctor gave a light smile to the couple who seemed speechless at the moment.

"I-I'm…pregnant?" Mikan stuttered, hoping that she did not hear the wrong thing. Natsume simply squeezed her hand harder upon hearing the verdict.

"Yes!" the doctor then handed the ultrasound to Mikan for confirmation, "See this dark circle here? That's your baby!"

Mikan brought her other hand to her mouth and squealed at the news, "OH MY GOD NATSUME! I'm pregnant! No wonder I gained weight!" she could not contain her excitement and hugged Natsume.

Natsume didn't say anything but everything was shown on his face, this was definitely the best Sunday he'd ever had.

Authoress's note:

I hoped you've enjoyed it! This story just kinda popped into my mind and before i knew it, i was typing away :3 Sorry if this story may seem bad! I am all but experienced in this field! Thanks for reading! :) Review please ~ and sorry for sucky summary :x