Chapter 1

A/N: Another oneshot! This idea is actually something I got while writing another story. In that story, I went all of-topic and such and it turned into this. I will be posting my original idea soon. I promise, it's completely different from this one.

Once again, italics usually mean thoughts.

Disclaimer: Me: Hey T! Can I ask you a question?

Friend named Tiff (real friend, fake name): What do you want now? *narrows eyes* If it's about you wanting to copy my homework, my answer is no.

Me: *shudders* Umm…actually, I just wanted to ask; Do I own Gakuen Alice?

Tiff: *stares, lowers head, and starts shaking uncontrollably*

Me: *backing away* Umm...if it's a bad time T, I'll ask you late-

Tiff: LATER MY ASS! How would I know if you owned Gakuen Alice or not? You DUSH! *spazzes* uncontrollably and starts screaming swear words in my ear*

Well, there you have it. By the way, something like this really did happen (only not related to Gakuen Alice). No joke. Trust me; it wasn't half as funny as you think it is. In fact, I'm scarred for life. :'(

Dedication: This is dedicated to my friend, Tiff (the one mentioned above) for letting me use her in my disclaimer, introducing me to Fan-Fiction (I'll love you forever for that!), and being an awesome friend through and through! Love you Tiff!

Note: Tiff is also known as miyukiseta on Fan-fiction.

3:40 am at Night…

Mikan Sakura, 14, is staring blankly at the computer screen. The only item of clothing she's wearing is a loose, baggy t-shirt she coveted from her boyfriend. Her head started to droop and, with a loud thud, hit her desk.

"WAH!" she jerked awake, startled, but soon started to go into a daze again. Her eyes wandered aimlessly around, settling on the screen. They stopped and the fog in them started to clear. She consumed the information and her eyes widened. "Crap! I almost fell asleep again!"

Mikan sighed. She's been working on her stupid biology project for the past 5 hours, since 10:00 pm in fact.

She sighed again. It's not actually her fault she's slaving away in the night right now. Her part of the project was done yesterday. Right now, she's doing her partners…

Flashback

Mikan was in her room, texting her boyfriend Natsume. She hummed happily, knowing Jinno's monster biology project was done and finished.

.:0...0:.

The project consisted of partners (assigned by Jinno) working together. Together being the key word.

Mikan and her partner had a situation however, that caused them to make an agreement to split the workload and do the project separately. The situation being, of course, Natsume Hyuuga and his over-protective-boyfriend instincts.

Natsume's in an advanced placement program and so, isn't doing biology with Mikan. This means that Mikan's partner was someone else. It gets worse. Her partner was a boy.

He instantly became number one on Natsume's hit-list. Not exactly good for the nerves.

The poor guy was terrified, so he suggested the agreement. Mikan, feeling guilty because of her boyfriend, said yes instantly.

The agreement worked smoothly; Natsume stopped hunting down the boy and Mikan put her conscious at rest.

.:0...0:.

A knock on the door interrupted Mikan's mad texting.

She sighed, but went to open the door anyway. It revealed her partner, who's been avoiding her for the past week in order to maintain his own well-being. Boy, was she surprised! I mean, it's a known fact that people don't go against Natsume's will and come out alive.

"O-…Osamu-san!" Mikan exclaimed.

The boy looked up, obviously nervous, "Sakura-san, I've come to ask a favour. Well, actually to beg of you to do me a favour."

Mikan was confused. "What do you want me to do Osamu-san?"

Osamu gulped. "I, umm… Well you see…" he then swallowed again and started talking really fast. "Ican''t." He took a deep breath. "Will you please do my part for me? Please? I'm begging you Sakura-san!"

Mikan looked cornered. She couldn't exactly say no to such a desperate man, could she? But how could she, alone, finish this monstrous thing by herself in one night? "Well, I umm…" Osamu looked at her desperately. Mikan gulped. "I...I'll do it."

"Oh, thank you Sakura-san!" She forced a small smile and closed the door, rushing to the computer and getting to work immediately.

Once the door closed, Osamu smirked evilly and chuckled. "Well that was easy. The girl has too much good-will for her own good. Ha! Now I don't have to do that cursed project. Thank you, spirits of hell. Hahahaha…"

Flashback End

So now, she was stuck in this mess. Mikan groaned. She's sleepy as hell and she's only about halfway done. 'What do I DO?'

"Natsume…" Mikan whimpered, on the verge of tears. She couldn't fail this assignment! She's already on the verge of failing biology; this assignment will definitely shove her over the edge!

Silent tears ran down her cheeks and she whimpered, curling herself into a ball. She was so caught up in her misery, she didn't hear her door creak open and someone step in.

A dark figure strode over to Mikan, unnoticed. It wrapped it's arms around the brunette gently. Mikan snapped her eyes open, startled, but relaxed soon after, immediately recognizing the scent and feel of the figure.

Mikan uncurled and threw herself at the young man with lightening speed. She jumped right into the boy's arms and buried her face in his shoulder. The brunette inhaled his scent and broke into sobs.

The boy caught her with ease and comforted her gently. "What's wrong Mikan?" he said, just a bit of panic showing in his voice.

"Natsume…!" Mikan managed to whimper between sobs.

"Hmm?" Natsume stroked her hair. She was still clinging on to him, sobbing into his t-shirt.

"I…I-I can't f-finish…" more sobs, "my b-biology project." She cried on.

His eyes widened. So THAT'S what she's so worked up about? He sighed. "Mikan, don't worry about it. You'll finish in time." Her only response was more tears. Natsume frowned. "Listen, I'll help you finish it okay? I swear; you will pass biology."

Mikan's wails stopped immediately. She loosened her grip and leaned back to look at his face. Her eyes brightened.

"Really?" Natsume nodded. After all, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he just left now? "WAII~!" she smiled and cheered. She hopped down from Natsume with a plop. "Let's get started!"

She rushed to the computer to open the file. Natsume stared, seeing her fully for the first time. Isn't that my shirt? And why isn't she wearing any pants?

Mikan's hair was loose and wild and she had no make-up on. Yet Natsume couldn't resist her.

He licked his lips like a lion preparing to pounce on his prey and strode over to Mikan.

"Hey, Natsu- ARGH!" Mikan yelped when Natsume casually wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to his chest.

He rested his cheek on her shoulder and asked, "So, what do you have left to do?"

"Umm… I, um…think I'm up to around 6, 000 words. I need about 13, 000. Do you thin- Eep!" Natsume got all the information he needed from those two sentences and cut her off, preferring fondling to boring details. He pressed his lips to her jaw line and kissed down, pulling the baggy t-shirt to reveal her delicate shoulders. He stared, appreciating her pale cream skin.

Mikan sighed, used to the fondling, but still blushed in spite of herself. "Natsume…" she struggled to turn around to see his face. They locked eyes, sinking into a deep silence.

His eyes travelled on her face. He frowned upon seeing something and suddenly, Mikan couldn't feel the ground anymore. "What-?"

"You need some sleep Polka." He said, throwing her onto the bed. Look at those bags! He thought.

She rolled 'round a few times, finally stopping on her back. She was wide-eyed, bewildered by her lack-of-sleep and surprise.

Mikan got up with difficulty, moaning with effort. She shook her head a couple of times, trying to clear the fog in her brain. Her pale long legs, stretched out, distracted Natsume like nothing else could.

"Um….Natsume, I think…" she stopped, trying to consider what she wanted to say through the fog. He nodded for her to continue. She frowned. "I can help you. I'm not that in-need of sleep."

Natsume sighed and leaned forward onto the bed. He lifted a long finger and poked her smack in the middle of her forehead. To her surprise, she fell right over. When she tried to get back up, she realized she couldn't.

Well, more like her body wouldn't. It just refused to leave the soft relaxation of the mattress.

Natsume chuckled, Mikan glared back. "So, what were you saying about not-needing sleep?" Mikan only moaned in defeat and buried her face in a pillow.

Natsume hopped off the bed and threw up the covers. It came back down exactly to cover Mikan. He just strode to computer, not looking back once.

She just kept her face on the pillow, ignoring it all because it was a daily occurrence. Only, usually, it's the other way around. He would be throwing the covers off of her instead, picking her up, and walking away as the covers came back down, settling messily on the bed.

Mikan yawned, rolling over onto her side and burrowing deeper into the comforter. Natsume smiled upon hearing this.

"G'night Natsume."

"Hmm…" he replied, back still turned to her, eyes glued to the screen.

Annoyed, Mikan frowned at her boyfriend's back. He could at least answer with a decent sentence!

An idea popped into her head and she smiled evilly.

"Hey Natsume, how many words are you up to now?"

"7, 000" Well that was quick.

"…Hey Natsume, are you done yet?"

"No." she detected a hint of annoyance. Good, everything's going according to plan.

"…..Hey Natsume, are you close?"

"NO." definitely annoyed now. She smirked to herself. Huh. I guess Nat and Hotaru are rubbing off on me.

"…..Hey Natsu-"

"Will you SHUT UP?" he whirled around to face her, expression burning with anger. Mikan's eyes widened. He's not supposed to be that mad… In fact, Mikan was a little bit afraid he wouldn't forgive her.

She got up and padded across the wooden floor. "Ne, Natsume…" He still wouldn't look at her. Extremely worried and concerned, Mikan's pace quickened.

"Natsume?" she shook his shoulder, "Natsume, I'm sorry." He was still staring at the screen, but she could feel his fury fading off. Well, he's never been able to stay mad at me for long.

"Hn."

Mikan sighed. Ah well, might as well speed up the process of forgiveness. She swiftly stooped and pecked him on the cheek. No reaction from him.

Mikan sighed again and, satisfied she's done all she can, went back to bed. She snuggled in and said some final words to him, "Thanks Natsume." Then, she drifted to the shores of sleep.

Unknown to her, Natsume's face broke into a wide grin he's been holding in. He chuckled. Well that went well, he thought.

He, genius he is, had developed his own plan when Mikan started trying to annoy him. It's basically to make Mikan feel guilty and thus making her kiss him.

She's so stupid. And sweet. He thought. He smiled again and leaned back on the chair.

She can make him smile with the slightest expression. It was extremely amusing to the entire population of Gakuen Alice.

Natsume turned to her once more, slinging his arm over the back of the chair. His expression was tender. Suddenly, he smirked and faced the computer. "G'night Mikan."

Mikan moaned, flipping over in her sleep. Then, in a slip of a voice, she whispered, " 'Night…"

Natsume froze and his eyes widened. He stayed like that for several minutes.

Then, very slowly, his lips curled into a smile. He chuckled. That girl is amusing as hell.

His eyes focused back onto her project. His long fingers started flying over the keyboard. Soon, Natsume finished and quietly, like a ghost, crept out of Mikan's room. He returned to his, shutting the door

He didn't stop chuckling to himself for the entire night.

A/N: Finally! This one took me a long time. 5 days to be exact. I think I'll post my original idea, which is really different from this, sometime soon.

Hope you enjoyed it! Please review! Thanks!