Often, drunk people speak the unspeakable, think the unthinkable, match the unmatchable, move the unmovable, and love the unlovable… in the most unexpected time…
Disclaimer: You know, at times I grew tired of typing this but I have to anyway so here it is; Gakuen Alice is not mine… blah blah blah etc. etc.
Author's Notes: This is a one shot fic and as always a Natsume x Mikan pairing. This happened when they were 19 years old. Bare with this crazy author! Thanks.
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"Darn that Natsume!" Mikan said to the bar tender as she gulped another shot of her hot tequila. "Of all the people why did it still have to be that Hyuuga?" she raised her glass. "Mr. bar tender, another shot please!" –hiccup-
"But Miss, you're pretty drunk already." He sheepishly replied.
"What did you say? –hiccup- who do y –hiccup- you think is –hiccup- drunk huh? I am not –hiccup- the slightest drunk!" Mikan said as she slammed her hand on the table.
Unexpectedly a man dressed in a black tuxedo (a/n: uh hottie!) walked towards the bar tender and asked for the same drink. He motioned for the man to give Mikan another as well. Without further questions, the bar tender gave them their drinks.
"Hey there Mr. Handsome –hiccup- for an instance do you know a –hiccup- moron named Hyuuga Natsume? –hiccup- Mikan said as she took another gulped of her beverage.
"Natsume?" the man asked coldly.
"Yeah a jerk na–hiccup-med Natsume!" Mikan said as she drank again.
He was silent. He waited for her to speak once more.
"Well if you don't know, I'll tell you –hiccup- who he is. He is the most argh, I can't believe I'm –hiccup- saying this but, he is the most handsome guy I've ever met… Oppps don't worry, but now you're the number –hiccup- one. And –hiccup- he has those captivating eyes. He also got –hiccup- those raven colored hair that suits –hiccup- him well…" Mikan asked for another drink and the man just nodded at the bar tender.
The bar tender somehow knew that the man in front of him is the Natsume the woman was talking about. The descriptions Mikan gave fitted him. He didn't like to eavesdrop but it happened so he just kept his mouth shut. Natsume took a shot of his drink.
"Wait!" Mikan drew herself closer to the man's face.
"Wait just a second, am I drunk or those eyes of yours are the exact replica of his?" Mikan was astonished, was she speaking to the person she detests the most at the moment? No! she can't be!
"You're mistaken." The man replied shortly.
"Ah-Ok Sorry… by the way, I'm Mikan, Sakura Mikan." Mikan apologized.
Somehow she was relieved to know that wasn't Natsume she was with.
'Even though she's all messed up like this, hell, I still think she's gorgeous, goddamned gorgeous!' Natsume thought.
He knew it was time to reveal himself.
"Mikan…?" he said.
"Yeah, that's my name!" Mikan replied.
"Come on, I'll take you home." Natsume stood up and reached out for her arm.
"But I'm not yet finished!" she jerked her arm.
Natsume grabbed her by her waist and kissed her, ever so passionately.
'Wait only Natsume could kiss me like this…' the thought crossed her mind.
They parted their lips.
"Alright. Damn you! You can arrive late but never ever not come at all!" Mikan was on the verge of tears.
"Yup! I got it. You booze!" Natsume brought her out of the bar and into his car.
-And thus ends our story…-
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Author's Notes: Hope you all liked it… if this is bad you can air out your comments but please not to hard and be gentle… Reviews would be highly accepted.
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