A/N: Whew! This is my second GA fanfic!! Thank you for all those who read and reviewed my first GA fic, Undying Warmth. Well, this is just my default chapter, finding out what people will actually think about this fic. Enjoy reading!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gakuen Alice. This fan fiction is just made by my imagination and any familiar incidents regarding the reader's personal experience are just pure coincidence.
Brief Clarifications: The class is in their last year of high school in the academy. The setting is of course at the school, three months before high school graduation. Mikan and co. will be in the range of ages 17-18 yrs. old. After graduating, students will be allowed to go out of the academy to pursue their own dreams and live a normal life.
Chapter 1: The Game
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Sticky beads of sweats had been pouring endlessly in Mikan's forehead every second. With her tongue slightly sticking out on one corner of her mouth, she eyed intently the first item of her homework. The noisy scratching of pen to the paper was heard as she made her pathetic attempts in solving the problem. Then, she began tapping the table using her pen.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
"Kyaaaa!!!" She blew some air to her hand and glared at Natsume.
"Why the hell did you do that?!" She yelled, pointing at her pen, now burned into ashes.
"Quit tapping that thing on your table. It's annoying." He replied without lifting his sight off his manga.
"Natsume, she's just concentrating!" Ruka defended.
"Isn't that supposed to be homework? Why are you doing it only today?" Natsume lazily laid his feet on his desk.
"I fall asleep by the time my back hit my bed." She explained. "Hey! That's the third pen you burned, Natsume!" Mikan was currently talking to a manga covering Natsume's face.
Baka baka baka
"Quit whining will ya? Here, Invention no. 0039, fire proof pen with a microchip I programmed to quickly process any math problems and it has built-in wires that can send impulses from the microchip to your brain. The fire proof one is limited edition and costs 5,000 rabbits." Hotaru explained in a monotonously to the audience with her trademark stick in her hand.
"Thanks Hotaruuuuu!!" Mikan was about to hug her best friend when another batch of baka bullets hit her forehead.
"You owe me 5000 rabbits." She flatly and went back to her previous work.
Natsume rolled his eyes from the view. It must be difficult to be so dumb, he thought, considering that he just answered those particular problems in merely three minutes last night.
Mikan was amazed with the new pen Hotaru gave her. This is incredible! She let out a smile when the answers on her homework just flashed inside her mind and effortlessly wrote down the solutions to every problem.
"Done!" She raised her paper merrily and mentally praised her handiwork.
She finished her homework just in time. Mr. Narumi entered the classroom with his usual cool aura and cheerfully greeted his teenaged students.
"Ohayou!" He said as he entered the classroom. The students hastily ran towards their own seats and settled themselves properly.
"Ohayou, Narumi-sensei!" They replied as soon as they have properly seated.
"Pass you homework." The students reached out for their bags to get their particular papers. Natsume passed his paper to Mikan who was seated in front of him. She accepted it and started comparing their answers. She was satisfied seeing that their answers where the same.
Natsume glared and was obviously pissed off when he saw Mikan looking at his paper. He stood up and rudely grabbed his paper from Mikan and gave it personally to Mr. Narumi.
Bad day eh? Mr. Narumi tilted his head when he accepted Natsume's paper.
"Hey! Wait for my paper!" Mikan saw that the papers owned by persons ahead of her was in her teacher's hand already so she just ran towards him but clumsily bumped to a person when she made her way.
"Itai…" She rubbed her sore butt and looked at her tormentor.
"Get up there rubber duckies. You're blocking my way." Natsume, hands tucked inside his pockets, glared at the person who was practically rubbing her sore butt below him, giving him a nice view of her undergarments.
"Pervert!" She got up to her feet and hid a blush when she saw that the whole class was wide eyed staring at her undies and her heated conversation with the notorious Natsume Hyuuga.
"Who would want to see that disgusting underwear of yours, baka?" Mikan glared at him.
Natsume continued walking towards his seat while Mikan did the same after giving her homework to her teacher.
"Now, now students… Proceed to the subject." Mr. Narumi said.
"We had just finished a whole chapter of our lesson. So this time, we're gonna have a game." He continued. The class cheered.
"Dodge ball!" Mochu shouted.
"Hai!" The class cheered.
"Basketball!" Another one shouted.
"No! Tag!"
"No! Volleyball!"
"Sooccccceerrrrrrr!!"
"Baseballllllllllll!!!"
Mr. Narumi sweat dropped as the class simultaneously shouted to one another.
"We were playing a game about Basic Calculus!!" He happily said, his voice overpowering the students'. The cheering subsided the moment he said the name of the game.
"Oh! This sure is gonna be boriiinnnggg…" Sumire fiddled a curl in her hair as she rolled her eyes.
"This is gonna be exciting. I'll be sure of it. Okay, so here it goes. One must represent the boys and one for the girls. These two will compete in behalf of their group. And the exciting part is this…" Mr. Narumi made a background sound of a suspense music using his own voice.
"You must have a bet. You know, like conditions from the two players." He continued.
The class sweat dropped. Since when did this subject become exciting?
"Okay! I need volunteers! Anyone from the boys? From the girls?" He raised his hand hoping that the children would somehow get energized.
"Okay! I'll do it!" A determined brunette haired girl raised her right hand and stood proudly. With Hotaru's invention, the girls will surely win. She giggled at the thought of the boys praising her because they underestimated her.
"We volunteer Natsume!" Mochu pushed Natsume, the genius of the class.
"Hey! Volunteering other people! That's illegal!" He glared at Mochu.
"You girls ain't gonna beat guys!" Mochu shouted, ignoring Natsume's protests.
"Natsume? Afraid of me?" Mikan played with the pen Hotaru invented and this made Natsume more pissed. Over confident brat! A stupid machine can never beat a human's brain!, he thought.
Mikan smirked when she saw Natsume frown.
"Hn." Natsume stood up from his seat. The boys cheered for Natsume.
"Then let's get started. Narumi-sensei, hand us the paper we would answer." Mikan said.
"Hey! The conditions first!" Mr. Narumi reminded them.
"Okay. Let's see." Mikan tapped her chin as she thought of a 'brilliant' idea. "I'll be your all around slave for a month if you beat me." Mikan turned to Natsume.
"No. I want two months." Natsume replied coolly.
"Then make that three! Until graduation!" Mikan said over confidently, reminding herself about the pen Hotaru invented.
"Fine then." Natsume smirked. You're gonna choke on your own words, polka dots.
"Then you will roam around the school butt naked if I beat you." Mikan mentally congratulated herself for thinking such a great idea. The class stared at her.
Hey! I'm the one supposed to say my own condition! But his mouth greatly disobeyed his mind.
"Sure." Natsume replied again, so ever coolly. Perverted baka youjo.
"GO Natsume!" The guys cheered.
"Conditions over?" Mr. Narumi asked.
Silence.
"I'll take that as a yes. Since we have our representative's here, kindly go to the blackboard. I'll dictate the question then use the chalk provided." He pushed the two students towards the blackboard and shoved the chalks towards their hands.
Mikan followed dumbly. Chalk? She stared at the white piece on her hand.
"Yes, chalk. Means, no pen." Natsume smirked at her, reading exactly what is going on her mind. She swallowed and choked on her own saliva.
What have I gotten myself into????
"This is gonna be sooo exciting!" Sumire squealed, completely contradicting what she just said earlier. "Gomen, Natsume-kun, but this time, I'll be supporting Mikan! We wanna see you butt naked!!" She continued to squeal, followed by other high pitched screams of the loyal Natsume-Ruka fans.
Perverted female Homo sapiens. Natsume thought and rolled his eyes. Koko smirked as he read Natsume's mind.
"Silence! Here's the question…" Mr. Narumi started.
Mikan stared with wide eyes on the other side of the blackboard, filled with Natsume's witty solution.
I'm doomed!!! Mikan clasped her head with her both hands. As soon as Natsume put a box in his final answer, he tossed the chalk to Mr. Narumi and went back to his seat and rested his feet on the table.
The girls let out an audible sigh when they saw a victorious Natsume. They made a mental note to themselves: Never ever let Mikan Sakura be a representative during games.
Mikan was greatly embarrassed when she noticed that she was just able to make visible tiny dots on the board.
"And the winner is… The gentlemen!!" Mr. Narumi clapped happily while the girls groaned in dismay.
"Woohoo!!!" They playfully slapped Natsume's back but instantly backed away when they saw little fireballs surrounding him.
"That's all for now. You can do what you wish for the rest of the period." Mr. Narumi dismissed them and quickly headed for the door.
"Hotaru, I'm very sorry!" Mikan frantically bowed to every girl in the classroom. She refused to look at Natsume who she knows must be practically laughing his ass now.
"I guess the robot cleaning in my room will finally have three months day off." Natsume said.
"Natsume, isn't that a bit harsh?" Ruka said as he patted his fluffy bunny.
"A bet is a bet. Come on Ruka. Let's go somewhere else." Natsume stood up and waited for Ruka to come up with him.
He opened the door and took one last look inside the classroom, "Polka—I mean rubber duckies, you can start today, immediately after classes," and then a loud bang coming from the door wad heard, indication that he closed it in a rather forceful manner.
Mikan shuddered at the thought. She remembered what happened during the academy's festival years ago when Natsume finished the maze that the special ability type class made and got the lamp with her picture inside as his prize… and you know what happened next … she became his slave and he made her life a living hell. And now, history's gonna repeat itself…
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A/N: Please feel free to review and tell me what you think! Is Natsume OOC? Is it too corny? Too lame? Just wait for further happenings and developments between the NxM couple. I promise to make the next chapter longer if you like this first one.
Up next, Mikan, as a slave of Natsume Hyuuga. Questions, comments, suggestions? Please feel free to review and tell me what you think about this story. Please R&R!!!!
- Liana