Youichi parked the car and climbed out. He walked to the passenger seat and opened the door. He offered his hand and Mikan took it, carefully sliding out the seat.

"Wow, cuz. You're turning into a gentleman. What happened while I was away?" She asked, looking shocked at her cousin's gestures.

He glared at her. "Zip the baby talk, cousin."

Mikan laughed, slipping her hand in the nook of his arm. "I would have ruffled your hair but seeing as you're taller than me, doing that would be difficult and probably a bit awkward."

He pouted playfully. "Ahhh. So sad for you, cuz. You're only 5'1." He laughed and got nagged by her cousin.

"Whatever. I know you're 5'7 but that doesn't give you the right to make fun of me. And FYI, I'm currently 5'4, dude, even if it's only temporary."

"I was just having fun. You're such a pouty." Mikan laughed and pinched his cheek, earning her a grin as they entered the house, where the party was being held.

The party had already started when they arrived. Music boomed through the whole room. People were either dancing in the middle of the room or sitting down and having a drink.

Youichi pulled her through the crowd, smiling at the people he knows.

"Wow, cuz. I think most of them here know you. I didn't know you are famous." Mikan looked shockingly at him before breaking into a smile.

He rolled his eyes and glared at her. "I've always been famous." This made Mikan laugh, earning a nudge from him. She was still laughing when a girl approached them.

"Hey, Youichi. I thought you couldn't make it." A pretty girl with black bob-cut hair said and gave Youichi a hug. This shocked Mikan and she stopped laughing. When the girl realize this, she immediately let go of him and turned to her.

"I'm sorry. He's just a really close friend. I don't to offend you but I just have this habit of hugging friends and -" The girl ranted but her eyes caught Mikan's attention.

Ignoring the fact that the girl was ranting, she blurted out. "Hey, you're the girl from the airport." She pointed at the girl and grinned. "I'm really sorry for suddenly hugging you and all. I really thought you were my best friend."

She looked up and smiled. "Oh, Mikan Sakura, right? I saw the school-related fashion show. You really have the talent and it was really fine. I mean the hugging business and all. I'm also sorry for suddenly hugging Youichi."

Mikan looked at Youichi, who blushed for a second, just enough for Mikan to notice. She smiled and said, "Oh don't worry. I'm pretty sure my cousin liked it." She hurriedly slipped out of Youichi's reach. "I'll be in the refreshment table if you need anything, cuz." She winked at him before rushing off.

She was almost at the refreshment table when suddenly she slipped. Unable to control her legs, she bumped into a man and closed her eyes for the hard impact which never came.

Mikan kept her eyes tightly closed until she heard a deep laughter. "I know I'm comfortable to lie on but you need to get off me." She opened her eyes, meeting a pair of crimson eyes. She hurriedly tried to get off him but her left ankle gave away, falling back the man. "I'm really sorry but I think I hurt my ankle."

The man smiled and sat up. "Why don't you let me check it." He carried her to the nearest chair. Sitting her down, he knelt beside her and took her left ankle in his hands. He gently moved it, stopping when he heard her groan in pain. He looked up and said, "Well, you do have a sprain. I advise you put a hot compress and stay off heels till it heals." He looked at her and gestured at her three-inch heels.

She looked at him apologetically. "I never slipped on such shoes before."

"Well, you need to stop using them and let your ankle heal. Wait here, I'll get you a hot compress. Don't move." He got up and left. After a while, he was back holding a same red pack. "What's that?"

He knelt again and placed it gently on her ankle. "A hot compress." He smirked and Mikan laughed. "Of course, sorry I asked."

Holding the compress in place he asked, "Do you have a car?"

She shook her head. "No, my cousin took me here. You probably know him." She looked around trying to spot him. "I can't spot him."

"Well, you need to go home and rest." He got up. "I'll take you home."

She laughed. "You don't have to. I'm sure Youichi will be here in a while. He's my cousin."

"Oh, so he's your cousin. I'm sure it would be a waste if he leaves this party now. My sister is still enjoying his company." He cocked his head to the direction of two people having a conversation. They were laughing like there's no one else around them. "Why don't I just get you home and I'll tell him I took you home."

"She's your sister?" She looked at him. "Figures. Both of you have the same eye color."

He took her heels and carried her. Mikan panicked. "I can walk. It's just a sprain."

He smirked. "No, you might make it worse and besides, you're my patient at the moment."

He walked out of the party. "But I'm heavy." Mikan complained.

He chuckled. "I wouldn't call you heavy. I barely feel anything. Are you even eating?"

They arrived at the garage and walked to a wall where keys were hanged neatly. "Please get the keys on the red hook 'cause my hands are currently full." She took the keys and pressed the unlock button. A red sports car blinked. He walked to it an opened the passenger seat. He gently sat her down and closed the door. He walked to the driver's side and sat down. He took the keys from her and started the car.

He pulled out the garage and out of the house's perimeter.

"Okay, just tell me where to turn and all." He said as he changed gears.

"Oh, I forgot. I'm Mikan Sakura. And you are?" She turned to him and smiled.

"Natsume Hyuuga." He turned left when Mikan pointed.

"I'm really sorry for all of this." She said, gesturing to road and her ankle. "I even pulled you out of such a nice party."

Natsume chuckled. "No, you actually did me a favor. I can't leave the party since it's my sister who arranged it for me. And with you, I just have the most acceptable reason."

"Don't you like parties? I mean, they are so bright and nice." She pointed to the left and Natsume turned left.

"Oh they are fine but I don't like noise that much." He shrugged and unconsciously ran a hand through his hair.

She laughed. "Well, this is my stop. Thanks for dropping me off." She unbuckled her seatbelt as Natsume pulled over. "Don't move."

Natsume got off the car and opened her door. He took her heels and carried her. He walked to the door of her house and rang the bell. The door was opened by a pretty middle-aged woman.

"She sprain her ankle and I want Youichi to enjoy the party, so I dropped her off instead." Natsume said as he gently put Mikan down.

"That's good. Thank you for sending her home. Come on, honey." Mikan turned to him and smiled. "Thanks, Natsume. Good night." She went into the house, her mom beside her, helping her walk.

"Night." Natsume replied and walked to his car. He got in and pulled off the driveway.

Here it is! Yehey! XD