Crazy With You

by: Enchanted Notes

Disclaimer: Gakuen Alice belongs to Higuchi Tachibana.

©Crazy with You 2012

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Chapter 3

-M-

Mikan blinked as she stared at the phone. She had just talked to the man whom she considered a curse to mankind. The phone call had gone so fast, she wasn't able to disagree. The man on the other side of the phone didn't even give her a chance. He was definitely a conceited bastard who's so full of himself.

Frankly, she didn't expect it would be him, and now, she was going to meet the arrogant man just because of her traitorous phone. It would be hell for sure. If it wasn't for the memories and the contacts it held, she wouldn't bother with it anymore. The phone had something that her ex-boyfriend gave him. Though she wanted nothing to do with him anymore, she just couldn't forget everything they've gone through.

"What did he say?" Hotaru asked from the couch. She had finished her second serving and was on her third. She scrunched her nose when she realized she would have to refill their stock in the refrigerator. Her friend was a glutton, that's for sure.

"It was that man again." Mikan frowned. "I must have left it on the bed in the mall's clinic."

"So, what did the two of you compromised?" Hotaru said scooping another one.

"Tomorrow at Meteor's Café." Mikan slumped down on the couch beside Hotaru who was now watching the TV.

"He said he would meet me there at nine in the morning," she answered as she tossed the phone at her friend. Hotaru glared at her while muttering about ungrateful idiots.

It was after a while before Hotaru broke the silence. "That's where we'll work tomorrow," she pointed out.

Mikan's eyes widened.

-N-

Lying down on his bed, Natsume dangled the phone in front of him. He held it by its pink strap, and noted the little bear attached at the end. It was sporting an evil smile at him. Shaking his thoughts away, he began to detach it from the phone. He planned to keep it to himself.

Smirking, he set the phone down on his bedside table while he dropped the strap on the drawer. It would remain there for a while.

He looked forward for tomorrow. By meeting a crazy woman, he would be entertained once again. He wondered if she would faint like she did last time. It would be the third time.

He was startled out of his thoughts when the phone vibrated. He narrowed his eyes, wondering if she was the one calling. Grabbing the phone lazily, his hold on the phone tightened when a man's name registered on the screen.

He was about to push the end button when the call ended by itself. Soon, a voice message came from the man named Kazune Tsubaki.

His fingers worked with a mind of its own, pushing the okay button and opening the voice message. His eyes glared at the heart the name had.

From: Kazune Tsubaki3

Mikan-chan, I'm sorry for what happened. I... I don't know how to explain myself. Would… Would you forgive me? There was a reason for everything that happened. I hope we can talk. Just call me back. I will be waiting…

The message ended, and it left him gritting his teeth. Again, with a mind of its own, his crazy little finger pushed a button.

He had deleted the message.

-M-

She didn't know if someone out there was playing with her, but it wasn't a coincidence that the two of them were assigned as managers at Meteor's Café today. It was the place where she was supposed to meet the man.

She wasn't aware of that when she suggested it last night. It was the first thing she thought, and now she would suffer because of her stupidity.

She'd been fidgeting like a nine-year-old since she'd arrived at work. Dressed in her manager's uniform, it would be embarrassing for her if he saw her in her work. She didn't realize that they were going at her work place when they talked last night. Well, he didn't give her a chance to think.

"Ma'am, a customer wanted a granulated coffee, but we don't sell that," one of her staff mustered out of breath. Sighing, she knew she had to attend to that.

"Where's Hotaru?" she asked. Her friend knew how to deal with that.

"She's dealing with another customer, ma'am," the staff answered.

"Alright, bring me to him," she yielded. It was not her expertise to deal with annoying customers; she was to deal with suppliers. She followed behind her staff.

Her eyes narrowed at the man sitting comfortably in the middle of the shop. When she looked at her watch, she realized he was half an hour early for their meeting.

She coughed, getting him out of his reverie. Hazel eyes met with cerise ones. He held her eyes with a gaze so intense she had to look away.

"You're way too early," she pointed out. "We're sorry, sir, but the shop is out of stock with your preferred coffee."

"You work here?" the man asked surprised.

Annoyed, Mikan remarked, "No, I just happened to pass by."

He was taken a back for a second before replying, "What if I say, I still want the coffee?"

Mikan gritted her teeth. "Well, you have to wait here until we have that one," she challenged. "Which is probably next lifetime."

"So, can I stay at your place?" was his comeback. "Until next lifetime?" He was enjoying their crazy banter, she was sure.

"What?" she snapped. "Okay, what's your problem? Will you just give me back my phone?"

While grabbing the phone in his pocket, he smirked at her. "Is that how you treat your customers?"

She huffed in response for he was right. They were still at her work, and she wouldn't be setting an example for the other employees if she would continue arguing with him. Calming down, she plastered a smile so fake. "My apologies, sir," she said as she tried to suppress her annoyance.

The man was infuriating, that's how much she gathered from him. She would not back down though. It would take him a whole lot more for her to do that.

"Here," the man placed the phone on the table. "Where's my thank you?"

"Thank you, my kind sir," she hissed, but soon stopped when she realized something was missing.

"Where's the strap?"

-N-

Natsume averted his eyes from the vigilant woman in front of him. Honestly, he hoped she wouldn't remember the strap attached to her phone, but then he considered it impossible.

"Who knows?" he muttered as he gripped something inside his pocket. "What strap? That's how I saw it yesterday. No more, no less."

His eyes met the piercing gaze she gave him. "Are you sure?" she asked.

Natsume didn't back down, and instead, he flashed a smirk at her. "Want to frisk me?" he said as he raised his hands.

He saw how her eyes widened in disbelief. Truthfully, he didn't know how he was able to be someone he couldn't recognize. This woman in front of him evoked emotions in him he couldn't fathom. And now, he was rewarded with an earful scream from the same woman.

"You!" she pointed at him with her finger. "You're not just conceited, you're a pervert, too," the woman started. "Thank you for returning my phone. Good day, sir!"

The woman walked out huffing. It would have been a dramatic one if she didn't flip on her shoes.

He burst out laughing.

-M-

Mikan ran into her office. She was blushing like a tomato just because of the stupid man. Her heart beat so loud; her breath came so fast. She couldn't believe what had happened to her a while ago.

She was sure the man was laughing his ass off until now. He found his entertainment in her. What she would do just to get back at him.

Little by little, she opened a tiny gap on the door and peeked. She could see the smiles of the staff. He was there sitting comfortably with traces of laughter.

When she looked up, her nightmare worsened.

Hotaru was looking at her with gleaming eyes.

She closed the door immediately, running to her seat like a child caught with his hand in a cookie jar. She prepared herself for an interrogation.

"Tell me everything that happened," Hotaru commanded as she locked the door behind her.

Huffing, Mikan replied, "That… That man! He was so infuriating. He actually has the guts to laugh at me."

"Well, I would," Hotaru muttered, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Hotaru! You're such a friend." Mikan pouted, leaning back on her seat. "I don't know what his problem is. He enjoyed teasing me so well."

-N-

As the woman ran inside an office, his laugh became louder. The other staff looked at him amusedly.

The woman was something else, he figured. He couldn't deny his interest with her anymore. He was sure Ruka would give anything just to see this. Too bad, he wasn't here. He preferred to go alone; Ruka would just distract his plan.

Just as he thought about him, his phone rang. "Ruka," he said.

"Yeah, it's me. So, what happened?" Ruka eagerly asked.

Snorting, Natsume told him what had just occurred a while ago, and just as he predicted, Ruka blamed him for not letting him go. "That would not happen if you were here," he retorted.

"Fine," Ruka sighed. "But I would be there next time."

Natsume smirked. "I'll make sure there would be a next time."

The call ended with Ruka yelling about haughty bastards. Shaking his head, he let himself calm down a bit. He looked up at the office again and noticed another woman, whom he saw she was with last time, making her way to the office. He bet they would talk about it.

He motioned to a waitress and ordered a drink. Something he made sure they had. He would stay for a little bit more until he was sure she wouldn't come out anymore. He wouldn't pass out the chance of seeing her aggravated especially at him.

Making sure that no one was looking his way, he brought out the thing he was gripping so hard throughout the whole ordeal a while ago.

Chuckling discreetly at himself, he returned the little bear's evil smile.

-Mikan-

Mikan Sakura dragged herself down the park to sit on a bench. She had taken the day off just to visit her doctor, and had heard a bad news. The doctor confirmed that the signs of her previous condition had recurred. It wasn't so serious if you would think of it, but there's a risk of having this condition. Who would know where and when she would faint again.

There's a big chance that she would face death if she wouldn't be careful enough. She would have to take extra care of her feelings now.

Sighing, she dropped herself on the bench, and then closed her eyes. A good relaxation should have come to her if it wasn't for the ball which dropped on her head from nowhere. She blinked and tried to find the culprit.

"Sorry, Miss!" an appeasing voice came from her back. When she turned around, she saw a man coming up to where she was. She bit her lip when she noticed how gorgeous the man was.

She mentally slapped herself when she realized the trail of her thoughts. She had just broken up with her boyfriend, and it wasn't the time to be flirting with every gorgeous man she saw. Just like the arrogant man yesterday.

"I hope your head's fine. That little kid didn't mean it. At least, I hope he didn't," the man apologized and flashed a cheesy grin. She instantly warmed up to him, and she had no idea why. Maybe, it was the way he was so pleasant with her.

When she looked at the kid, she noticed how stoic his face was; the complete opposite of the man apologizing. When she waved at the kid, he only turned his head away. She giggled at the kid's antics.

"I'm fine. Well, he's so cute. How old is he?" she asked as she turned again to the man.

"I think Youichi's already six. He's my friend's little brother," the man babbled. She couldn't help but smile at him. "May I know your name?"

"Mikan Sakura," she supplied as she accepted the man's hand he was offering. "And yours?"

"Kokoro Yome," the man replied.

-Koko-

He was dribbling the ball when a gorgeous woman crossed his sight. The ball fell from his hands making it easy for the little kid to sneak it away.

"That would be three points, Koko!" the kid cheered unaware of his mind off of the game. He was staring at the woman who looked so depressed. Somehow, he had the urge to get rid of that frown on her face.

"Hey, who're you staring at?" Youichi, the devil's kid, kneed him on his leg as he hissed in pain.

"What was that for?" he snarled in annoyance. Someday, this little devil would be the death of him. Well, his brother would make sure of that first.

"You're not answering. Do you like that ugly woman?" the child asked. He stared at the boy's hand which was dribbling the ball cutely.

"She's not ugly, and you know that," he indirectly answered. He turned back to the woman who was now settled down on a bench near them. It was also the time a ball passed his eye view heading towards her.

His eyes widened.

The ball made a bonk sound on the woman's head and fell down near her feet. Youichi only gave him an evil smirk.

He had no choice but to flash his infamous cheesy grin at her. At his back, he was sporting his fist at Youichi. "Sorry, Miss!" he called.

When the woman turned around, he gulped at the sight of her confused face. She had the look that every man would fall down on his knees. "I hope your head's fine. That little kid didn't mean it. At least, I hope he didn't," he said as he flashed a grin again.

But since that kid is the devil's spawn, he might be enjoying it even, he figured. When the woman turned to the kid, he gritted his teeth at Youichi. Don't you dare, he mouthed.

Thankfully, the kid turned his head away. He noted the faint blush on the kid's cheeks that the woman had probably noticed when she giggled. Looking down at her, he also noticed how enthralling her smiling face was.

"I'm fine. Well, he's so cute. How old is he?" the woman with the liveliest hazel eyes he had ever seen asked. He cringed at her query.

"I think Youichi's already six. He's my friend's little brother," he replied. Well, his brother's the devil's incarnate, so to sum that up, Youichi's the devil's little brother, he thought inwardly smirking.

For a second, he hesitated but he couldn't help but ask, "May I know your name?"

He held his breath for a second there, but then his heart jumped once he received her answer.

As the woman gave him her answer, he held up his hand. "Mikan Sakura."

His hand went tingly when he felt her hand in his own. "And yours?" the woman inquired.

He smiled at that.

"Kokoro Yome," he traded.

-Mikan-

She giggled in front of him. Leaning back on the bench, she turned away from him.

"What's so funny?" the man named Kokoro asked as he sat down beside her on the bench.

"Well Mr. Koko, I like your name. Sounded like my favorite cereal when I was a kid," she grinned. He looked at her weirdly.

"Glad to be of service," Koko offered. She groaned inwardly. She could not take this deeper, and yet she bet he would make a great friend.

"Why, thank you, kind sir," she said as she smiled at him. She was counting down how he would execute his charms at her. It's three, two, one…

"So, can I g-" he started to say, but she cut him off immediately.

"Oh! It's getting late. Thank you for the time, Koko. I'll be off now!" she hurriedly said, and then stood up and waved at him.

As she turned around, she didn't miss the way he flicked his fingers in disappointment. She shook her head at him. She walked away from the man.

"It's nice meeting you, Koko," she whispered while giggling a bit.

-Natsume-

He paced back and forth in his living room. Twice every twenty seconds, he would glare at his phone comfortably settled on the center table. He would sigh afterwards.

"What's your problem, bro?" Ruka asked as he went dizzy with all his pacing around. He watched as Ruka sat on the sofa with his feet propped up on the center table. He kicked his phone two inches away from its previous place. His glare turned to him.

"Don't you dare, Ruka," he hissed as he settled down opposite of Ruka. "That evil phone."

He was surprised when Ruka suddenly hurried to the phone. His friend looked at it all around, even went underneath the center table to inspect the phone. "I don't see any horns."

"The hell, Ruka," he gritted his teeth. Ruka only laughed at him.

"Seriously, why?" his friend's cerulean eyes turned to him.

"I need to buy another phone," he only said. "Something that could be trusted."

Snorting, Ruka continued, "Why don't you just call her? I know you did what I think you did."

"That's impossible," he muttered.

"Impossible? You got her number! Just press the call button and let her hear your annoying voice!" Ruka cheered.

He mumbled something that his friend didn't hear.

"What did you say, Natsume?" his friend said with furrowed eyebrows.

"Her number registered on my phone lacks a digit," he confessed. Ruka looked at him incredulously.

"You lost it, bro!" Ruka muttered. His friend started a laugh that continued long enough to get him irritated.

"You don't help. Get out of here," he snarled loudly at him.

"Well, instead of pacing there, why you don't just try your luck and call her?" the blonde suggested, ignoring his remark.

"How?" he muttered darkly.

"Well again, we only have ten digits; zero to nine," Ruka insinuated. He looked at his friend with interest.

"But we don't know what place it would be," he replied back defeated.

Ruka looked at him amused. "The Natsume I know would not let anything get in his way."

Natsume smirked at him darkly. "You know me too well."

-Mikan-

As she sat down on her bed that night, Mikan thought about all the things that happened to her lately. From breaking up with his now ex-boyfriend, discovering that something she already buried in her past came back (fainting out of nowhere) to meeting the jerk. She racked her brain for the jerk's name, but she didn't come up with anything.

She didn't know the man's name.

Snorting, she figured it was a good thing. At least she didn't have a name to accompany the ugly man in her head.

Her thoughts then went to the man she met that afternoon. His goofy face would forever be etched in her mind. He was so pleasant, she instantly liked the man.

Too bad, she couldn't dare let her feelings develop. Neither with the jerk.

She needed to take a break for now. At least until she recovered.

A phone call interrupted her musings.

-Natsume-

Ruka had brought him a pen and a paper before he even asked. Muttering thanks, he began to write the woman's phone number and numbers from zero to nine.

"What's her name again?" he loudly asked.

Ruka threw a pillow at him. "Mikan Sakura, remember? Why? Is her name on your phone Sugar Pumpkins?"

He gritted his teeth at his friend.

Taking a deep breath, he dialed the first number. Ruka watched him on the sidelines.

"Hello?" it said on the other side, and an eerie silence came.

Cursing inwardly, he replied, "Sorry, wrong number."

He purposely made his voice sound old to shoo away unwanted calls.

"Put every call on loud speaker, Natsume!" Ruka yelled.

Glaring at his friend, he proceeded to do just that. He went for the next call.

"Megan! I'm glad you called! My boyfriend and I had just done it! It was so amazing. He wen-"

Horrified, he cut off the line. He and Ruka gulped what seemed to be a big lump in the throat.

"What you suggested was so unnerving. I don't know if I can do it," he said as he gripped the phone tightly in his hands.

"Well, we have all night, Natsu-chan," Ruka grinned. Gritting his teeth at the nickname, he dialed the next number.

"Good evening, sir! Velvet Funeral Homes at your service. May we know who died?"

His eyes widened while Ruka burst out laughing. Without an apology, he ended the call immediately.

Boy, this was going to be a long night.

-Mikan-

She immediately pressed the answer button when she saw her mom's name. "Mom! I miss you."

"I miss you too, honey!" her mom replied back. She could imagine her mom smiling right now.

"What's up?" she asked.

"I just called to check you up. I heard what happened to you. I hope you're fine. Go check with a doctor," Mrs. Sakura said.

"I'm fine, mom. I did that already and…" she said then stopped. "The horrible news came. It came back, mom. I'm scared," she cried.

"Hush, baby. Everything's going to be fine. I'll go there this weekend, okay?" her mom replied.

Her mouth curved upwards. "Really? I'll wait for you, mom!"

A beep came. She looked at the screen and saw an unregistered number on the screen.

"Do it, honey. I need to go now. I'll see you Friday night. Love you!" her mom said.

"See you, mom! Love you, too." She waited for the call to end before staring at the number registered on the missed call list.

-Natsume-

"The number you're trying to reach is currently unavailable. Please try again later," the operator said and the call ended.

Shrugging, he went for the next call.

"Hello? Who's this?" a pleasant voice muttered. Hope filled him up as he turned to Ruka who leaned in to the conversation.

"Is this Mikan Sakura?" he asked.

"Sorry, wrong number," just that and the call ended. He took a deep breath and threatened to throw the phone out the window.

"Chill, bro." Ruka gave him a lazy smirk.

"No, that's it. I'm tired of your game," he dropped the phone down on the table and leaned back on the sofa.

"Well, we had fun! You have made a total of thirty forty-five phone calls and yet she still didn't come up," his friend mocked.

"I think I became a fool for a while there," he mumbled. "I looked so desperate"

Ruka gave him a you-just-realized-it-idiot look. He returned it with a glare.

"Hn."

Ruka was about to argue when his phone rang a message tune.

His eyebrows scrunched when he opened the message.

"What does it say?" Ruka asked.

He read it out loud, "Hi! You called a while ago, but I was in a call. Mind asking your name?"

His eyes met with Ruka's.

A/N: 4-18-2012

If you haven't read chapter 1, I'm going to repeat it. =) As you can see, I combined chapter 1 with 2 and chapter 3 with 4. Why? I really enjoyed writing this story, so I've decided to take this very seriously. I mean... to have a real plot. Not that I didn't take this seriously before. It's just that I loved writing humor ones. AND I felt like it's going nowhere.. I had kept adding chapters but it's nowhere still. Hope you understand.

So, beware from now on. I'm going to extend the genre and rating of this to drama and T respectively. If you would be so kind to tell me what's wrong and what's not. You can send me a message and be a friend. I would love that.

Thank you to those who supported this story. I would love to see you all until the end. Thank you so much.

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