"Love From Knives and Guns" by: tangrinemochigirl_Lestrange

Summary:

He killed her without thinking twice about the truth. But little did he know that she remained breathing after the shot. And now she's on a roaring rampage of revenge. A Kill Bill plot-derived fanfic. This is my first fanfic ever since I've been on this site, so feel free to read and review. ^_^

Disclaimer:

I do not own Gakuen Alice, Higuchi Tachibana-sama does. I do not own Kill Bill either. :D

A/N:

Sound effects

Normal dialogues

Thoughts

Chapter One: Where Innocence Meets Violence

The day was a great day for a wedding, the skies were clear, the sun is shining, and everything was perfect. And inside a little chapel, the reverend and his wife were lecturing the guests about how it was all going to work. The bride was rather, ravishing. She had waist length auburn hair, hazel-colored eyes, and porcelain-like skin worn within a flowing white dress. She's a little bloated, for she was bearing a child. The groom, on the other hand, was ravishing too. He had messy red hair, emerald green eyes, all in a messy-worn tux. They looked perfect together. In the chapel, there were only 5 guests, all friends of the groom.

"Okay, on the wedding day, when I say you may kiss the bride, you may kiss the bride. But don't stick your tongue in her mouth because that would look very rude to your families." The reverend said.

"Darling, don't you really have any from your family to come over on your wedding? It would be lonely on the bride's side of the chapel. " the reverend's wife said.

"Sorry to say, I don't have anyone coming. They're all in America. They have a lot to do." Suoki said.

Suoki Akihara is the brunette bride. Suddenly, she heard a familiar sound. It was the sound of the playing of a clarinet. She told everyone she needed to get some air because it was stuffy inside. She went out of the chapel and continued to hear that particular sound. When she turned her head to her left, she saw a nearly-aging man in his early fifties playing the clarinet. The man had messy-raven hair that had some streaks of gray hair, but no matter how aged he had become, his vivid crimson eyes remained as crimson as new embers.

"Natsume." Suoki muttered.

"Mikan. Got a bun in the oven, eh?" Natsume said.

"Yeah. I'm knocked up. I'm in my eighth month now." She answered.

"I see your beauty hasn't faded a bit." He said.

"I hid so hard from you. How did you find me?" she asked in a stern voice.

"That's for me to know, and for you to find out yourself. So, who's the guy?" he asked.

"Who? Ah. He's Hirou Nakahara. He's a bank owner. We met while I was working at the Belle Fleur downtown." She said.

"Ah, I see. May I come inside and attend your wedding?" he asked her.

"Only if you promise you'll be on your best behaviour." She told him.

"You know I don't make promises. But because it's the only thing I can do for you. After this, I wouldn't bother to look for you." He said in his most convincing tone.

So he took her arm and intertwined it with his. And together they went inside the chapel. Hirou immediately ran to her side, alarmed that she was with a guy, an unknown guy. Upon sensing that her soon-to-be husband was alarmed with who she was with, she spoke with her calm and serene voice.

"Hirou-chan. Meet my father, Natsume Akihara. He came all the way from the States just to see you and I bound together in marriage, and i couldn't get any happier." She said as she smiled.

"Oh my Kami-sama! It's nice to meet you, Mr. Akihara." Hirou said, shaking Natsume's hand.

"Call me Natsume, son. Say, isn't it bad luck when the groom sees the bride in her wedding dress before their wedding?" He told him. And Hirou just kept silent and walked to his position near the reverend.

And so they asked him to sit on the bride's side after he sends her to her husband-to-be, and told him it was lonely on that side. And Natsume told them he was used to being alone ever since Suoki left him. So he walked her down the aisle, and when she reached the altar, the chapel's big brown doors opened and revealed 5 assassins, all in black. They had guns, big guns. Guns that spelled, "ULTIMATE DEATH". With swift motions, they killed everyone present at the wedding. And yet, it wasn't the ACTUAL wedding, it was just the REHEARSAL. And within a matter of minutes, the whole place was splattered with blood, and everyone was lifeless but one, Suoki Akihara. But she was helpless and beaten down. Natsume was standing in front of her, pointing his silver gun at her head.

"You always said that I was sadistic, and now, this is me in my most masochistic self. Any last words, Mikan Sakura?" he said as he spoke to Suoki. He called her by her real name, Mikan Sakura.

"Natsume. It's not his baby. It's your~!" she said.

*BAM* Natsume shot her in the head.

A few hours later, the detectives and the cops arrive at the chapel, but the assassins, along with their boss, the notorious underground leader, Natsume Hyuga.

The detectives were talking about the crime scene while examining the corpse of the blood-splattered bride.

"This crime was not done by normal killers if you examine the whole scene. This may be the work of expert mafias and assassins. And if you weren't stupid enough you would appreciate and praise this blood-splattered scene." The head detective Tsubasa Andou said to his crew.

"But sir, don't you think it's a little odd that they didn't leave any trace?" Andou's assistant Izumi Kaguya asked him.

"Didn't you hear what I said Kaguya? This incident was done by expert mafias and or assassins. By the way, what is the name of this blood-splattered bride?" he asked Kaguya.

"Suoki Akihara." The lad replied.

"Obviously a fake name. Well whoever buffaloed this chick sure doesn't know who they killed. Look. She's an angel. Auburn hair, hazel eyes, and porcelain skin. And lookie here. She's pregnant. Or used to be, at the least." Andou said as he caressed her bloody cheeks. Then she spat on his face. He wiped it with ease.

"This bitch isn't dead yet. She spat on my face. Take her to the hospital." He ordered the lad.

Four years later...

~Mikan's POV~

I woke up with a tremendous pain on my skull. I touched it with my bare hands, and it felt like a big scar where a gaping hole used to be in. After that, the first thing that came into my mind was to caress my stomach to check on my child. But no, my stomach was as flat as asphalt. I started sobbing when I realized that my baby wasn't there anymore. Then I remembered how it all happened. This was all the fault of the Feline Assassination Death Squad. And now, I'm going to take my revenge.

I'm trying to move my legs because after inducing a four-year coma, they were numb and heavy. I hear footsteps so I lay down once again on the hospital bed and played possum. A nurse entered with a phone stuck in between her ear and her shoulder. She was holding a tray with a syringe containing a green fluid. She placed the tray beside me and held the syringe close to my arm. But then she said,

"Oh master. I am here in her very room. She's sleeping so soundly, she doesn't even know that I am to inject a poison in her system." Then she put her phone on loudspeaker mode and dropped it on the bed. She flicked the needle and a drop of the poison dropped on my bed.

"You mustn't kill her in her sleep. It's like saying we can't finish her off. It's like we're sneaking mice when all our organization is about felines killing. This would be a disgrace, don't you think so? " the man on the other line said.

"I know so." She replied with a sigh of disappointment.

"Great. Come back here now, honey. I miss you already. Bye. I love you." The man said.

"I love you too." She said with a tone of disappointment. She put down her phone and walked towards me. She stared at me with disappointing eyes, and caressed my cheek.

"You bitch. You're lucky HE told me to spare you until you wake up. I could've killed you so that nothing would come between us anymore. I swear that when you wake up from this coma, you'll be as good as dead you filthy little hag." She said, and then she slapped my bare cheek. She then grabbed the tray and her phone then left the room. As soon as she left, I sat up and tried to stand, but when I lunged myself to stand up, my legs were too weak and I fell to the ground. There were footsteps again so I hid behind the door. A male nurse entered. He was wearing a blue scrub suit and dangled a keychain that said, "Hellish Wagon". I immediately got a scalpel and stabbed his ankle. He immediately fell down to the ground. I grabbed his key, stripped him off of his clothes, wore it, and rode a wheelchair to the parking lot. I stopped in front of an odd-looking pick-up truck. It was painted with midnight purple, and its writings were painted toxic green. It read, "Hellish Wagon". I immediately wheeled myself to the truck then I tried to enter the truck by crawling towards the interior of the car. I sat there for hours, trying to move my legs.

To be continued...

A/N: so uhh. That's it. That's the first chappie. What do you think? So please read and review. :) come on. Press the button down there and submit a review :D haha. I won't post the next chapter not unless I get maybe seven reviews.