It took me a lot of time to finalize the plot of this story.. because, at first, it was just a story with no problem at all, and a story is not a story without a problem (or else how on earth will I end it?), so I had to think of a problem first.. I ended with this story plot and I hope you like it.. :)

Oh yeah.. Hakuo High School.. I don't know if it actually exists but I think it does O.o

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The Love Note

Chapter 1: The Death Note

I stared at the teacher who was currently blabbering stuff about algebra and irrational numbers. I don't really have anything against Math, except that I have low grades in it, that is. The only subject I'm ever good at is Physical Education. Even so, I am still beaten at it by the ever so perfect Natsume Hyuuga. What's with him, really? He's good at everything, even in Cooking Class. Although he can't par with me in cooking commoner's food, he always cooks exquisite viands. People adore him to the very core of Earth. He's like some Buddha in school. He's like the Super Star that never existed.

Anyway, I feel that it won't be good if I fill the whole first paragraph of the first chapter with every crap about him. Let's go to me first (actually second but she's too stupid to notice that it's already the second paragraph). My name is Mikan Sakura. I am a most typical female student of Hakuo High Shool. My forte is Physical Education and my Achilles' heel is just about anything except Physical Education. Yes, I know that's a lot that's why I'm not enumerating it.

Today is April 4, 2010 and everything is just about how everything shouldn't be. Ah, of course it's the fault of mankind, as always. At least it's not the fault of Natsume Hyuuga or else I'd think he's somehow related to Hitler. Come to think of it, the first letters of their surname is the same. Either way, I'm stuck in this school and an addiction to Death Note.

Now what is Death Note? It's a story about this cool guy who kills all criminals with a pen and a notebook. Now don't go imagining him hitting the criminals with the notebook and finishes it off by piercing the pen to the criminal's throat. That's disgusting, although he can actually do that. That would put more gore but it doesn't change the fact that he's cool. Anyway, the notebook is something abnormal. He saw it falling from the sky and on it was written "Death Note" and its rules. There are many rules, but I'll just tell you one thing. Write your enemy's name on it and viola! He's dead!!! Now isn't that amazing? No effort at all. You can even tell the police that you used a notebook to kill him and they wouldn't even believe a bit of what you said.

Like I said, I'm staring at the teacher who was currently talking about stuff I don't understand. I glanced at Natsume who sat at the far end of the room. Without knowing it, I was already glaring at him.

"Mikan Sakura!" The teacher bellowed. I faked a smile at him. "Do not keep looking at Natsume Hyuuga. Whether you envy his smartness or you have a crush on him is of none of my concern. You are disturbing the whole class, and most of all, you're disturbing me!"

The whole class laughed at me. I rolled my eyes. Natsume simply glanced at me, shook his head and looked away. That bastard! I swear he just mocked me! Who does he think he is? So annoying!

The teacher continued the lessons. The class fell into silence once again. I continuously tapped the table with the pen I was holding. Keeping silent, I guess, isn't my forte either. Wanting to get away from the complex world, I stared outside the window. The sight made me smile. It's almost the season of Sakura blossoms and the trees are starting to bloom. Just a few more weeks and I'd see lots of the flowers.

Suddenly, I see a notebook fell from the sky. I frowned. I rubbed my eyes and looked again. The notebook was now on the grass. I felt my heartbeat go faster. Could this be it? The chance I've been waiting for? I looked back at the teacher. Words of wisdom still poured from his mouth. I looked at the clock. There was forty-five minutes left until dismissal. Still, that was too long for me. I tapped the pen faster. I started biting my nails and curling my hair around my finger. My eyes shifts from the teacher to the clock every five seconds. I felt like I was going crazy. No, more like paranoid.

The bell rang and I dropped my pen, my jaw wide open. I couldn't wait to bid farewell to the teacher. I bit my lip. The moment the teacher stepped out of the room, I ran. Down the stairs, out of the entrance. I smiled. What a wonderful day!

I looked around and kept walking. After a few minutes, I stood motionless, the notebook in front of me. I raised an eyebrow. There was no "Death Note" written on the cover. I bent down and picked it up, brushing away the dust. I opened it to find no content at all. If you want to hide a tree, hide it in a forest. That's right! Those death gods probably didn't want us humans to find out it's a Death Note so they disguised it as a simple notebook! HA! They can't fool me!

I paused for awhile. Whose name should I write first? The girl who tripped me last year? The boy who shoved me towards the mud puddle? The dog that bit me? Ah, I forgot. I don't even know the name of that dog. Or maybe… NATSUME!!!

I got my pen from my pocket and wrote Natsume's name on the first page. Oh right, I can also write how I want him to die.

"Natsume Hyuuga. He studies so much that his eyes bled and fell to the ground. Without eyes, he goes around blind, and goes to the streets. He is raped by a group of drunken old men. He roams around naked and bumps a bitch who slaps him one hundred times. He walks around again and a car hits him. He is taken to the hospital but there was an earthquake and the hospital collapsed. He walks out of the ruins and goes to school. Everybody is scared of him and kicks his whatever. He screams in pain and goes to the art room. There, he commits suicide and dies."

I grinned. This should be enough. I looked around. He leaves early so he must be at home by now. Mwahahahaha! He shall meet his death. Anyway, is this notebook for real? Will he really die? I remembered how he mocked me awhile ago. I scowled. Well it's not like I care if he dies right?

I went back to my house and relaxed. The next day would be so amazing. No Natsume here and no Natsume there. I can live freely!!! Ah! The notebook! I grabbed my bag and was shocked to find the notebook missing. I almost tore the bag to shreds in order to find it but I couldn't. What.. what happened to it? I'm sure I placed it inside my bag.. but it's not there. Where is it?

The next day, I went to school with a smile on my face but what I encountered was an empty school. I walked back a few steps to look at the sign again. "Hakuo High School". Seems like the right school. I looked at my watch. It's almost time for classes. It isn't a holiday either. Why is the school so vacant?

I slowly paced down the hallways. I stopped near the stairs. There was a red liquid on the wall, five lines and some handprints. It seemed like someone had it on his hands and he walked upstairs, having the wall as a support. I shivered. Maybe it's blood. The color was still vibrant so I guess it's just new. I slowly went upstairs, and was led by the blood in front of the art room. I shuddered. Wh.. What? Don't tell me.. Natsume?

I slowly turned the blood covered knob and pushed the door open. It was dark inside and the silence seemed to be the loudest noise I've ever heard. On the middle of the room was a chair and at the ceiling hung a rope tied in a way for hanging one's self.

*step* *step* *step*

I heard the faint sound of footsteps. A boy approached the chair, his hair, black, and his eyes, blindfolded. His clothes were tattered and bloody. I covered my nose. Such awful smell. Ah.. he looks familiar. I looked a bit closer… Natsume? I gasped. Oh my f… it IS Natsume!!

Wait a second.

Wasn't he supposed to be naked? Well, nevermind about that. I don't want to see him naked anyways.

He climbed the chair and placed the rope around his neck. Then it hit me. He's committing suicide! That's what I wrote, that notebook must have really been the Death Note!!! I can't believe it! But I thought he's supposed to die after forty seconds! Why now? I don't want to see this! I intended him to die without me seeing it! I have to stop him! But I hate him! "Keep your friends close, but your enemies, closer". Even if you say that.. ARGH! I can't possibly live through the memory of someone dying in front of me because I wrote his name on a stupid notebook! Is that even possible!?

I grabbed his foot before he could even step away from the chair.

"You damned guy! Do not commit suicide or I'm going to kill you!!!!" I shouted at him.

He moved his head towards my direction, as if he was looking at me (he's blind, remember?). "I have to die," he simply said.

"Are you stupid!?!? Who told you to die!?!?"

I paused then replied, "YOU."

ACK! Of course it's me. "Then don't die! I'll do anything so don't commit suicide okay?"

"Anything?" he asked.

"Yes! Anything!"

"Say the truth. Say that you love me."

I shuddered at the thought of me loving him. Gross. "That's not even the truth!!!!"

He lifted his left foot, leaving only his right foot to support him. "FINE! I LOVE YOU!"

He placed his foot back down. "Then will you be my girlfriend?"

"WHAT!?" I shouted at him in disbelief. He lifted his foot once again. "FINE! YES!"

There was a moment of silence. He removed the rope around his neck and descended from the chair. He faced me and slowly removed the blindfold.

He smiled at me (he's more scary when he smiles). "Hello, my girlfriend."

I shuddered. "Eh?"

I heard bursts of laughter. Students entered the room, laughing. They held paintbrushes and pails of red paint. "That was such a good show!" They all laughed.

I looked at Natsume who was grinning at me then back to the crowd of laughing students. The truth slowly dawned upon me.

I'VE BEEN FRAMED!!!!!!

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