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Revised some plot holes and some errors. I suggest you reread the past chapters.

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CHAPTER ONE:

"We strongly suggest that you marry the heir of Hyuuga Hotel so we can push through this deal and avoid bankruptcy." My mom said with a bit of hesitation.

"Why me? You're offering me like I'm some sort of food."

"The Hyuugas want a permanent bond, and this is one of their propositions if we want a merge."

"But isn't that too old school?"

"It's strategic actually, money doesn't go out of the family."

"And what about him, what sort of monster is willing to go through this?"

"I'm sure it's gonna be fine."

"No, it isn't. I want to be my own person, to be with whoever I want to be with."

"Please reason with her." She said as she looked to my dad.

My dad looked away from us. "I'm sure it's gonna be fine, this is all my fault. She shouldn't go through this mess." My dad said with his voice breaking. This was the first time in my life that I saw my father breakdown. I felt my heart breaking.

"Okay."

"Okay?" My mom asked.

"I will consider this."

"You will?"

"I'll try."

As I went back to my room I can't help but feel alone. I'm too young for this; I have a whole life ahead of me. And I know him, I know Natsume Hyuuga, we have a lot of common friends, and all I have to say is that he's an antisocial, spoiled, airhead, heir of a big company freak. And I can't believe he'd agree to something like this. Well, considering the fact that he's never going to find anyone anyway, why not just marry the one you can earn from. Looking back I remembered all the publicity stunts and interviews I had to go through for the hotel, this I guess was the worst one yet. The perfect Mikan Sakura; I'm a fucking hot mess. I really don't want to do this, but the economy might stay this way, and after all the things they did for me, I can't be this selfish. I know I can do something about it, and I'll blame myself forever if something bad happens to all their hardwork.

Life was never that easy for someone like me.

Many stories had already been made, many interviews had already been held but all they could say was one thing: "Mikan Sakura, how can your life be so perfect?"

How can my life be so perfect?

My life?

Perfect?

I don't think I can ever put those words in the same sentence. But then, our company always needed a good publicity or any kind of publicity. So it always involved me telling the media about everything I do, everything I wear, everyone I date. It sickens me and I am telling you, this life is NOT perfect. It is not even close.

I thought about this Natsume Hyuuga, my future husband, I remembered him as somewhat like me, in the sense that we are both followed by the public 24/7, but unlike me, from what I recall, this Hyuuga kid is not so much of a nice guy. He keeps shooing the paparazzi away, even threw a rock on one when he was asked who he was dating. He doesn't really care whether he is being watched or not. Yet, what makes me wonder is how much the media loves someone like him. Everyone loves a bad boy I guess. Nevertheless, I really don't. So hopefully, this Natsume comes to his senses and refuses to marry me, since I can never say no to my parents. Someone's calling me. It's an unknown number? Should I answer it?

"Hello? Who's this?"

"It's Hyuuga, dumb girl."

"Excuse me?"

"I said it's Hyuuga, dummy? Hyuuga, Natsume? I'm all over the news, so I don't think I need to introduce myself" I heard him smirk. What a conceited freak.

"I heard you the first time, and I must say, I have never met someone as conceited and as ugly as you."

"Now, what happened to the sweet innocent girl that everyone loves?"

"She happens to talk to the biggest ass in the whole world"

"I knew it. Your personality was all just a kiss-up for the media."

"Well, at least I try to be nice at some point, unlike you. How did you even manage to get my number? I don't need this crap. I'M HANGING UP"

"Wait. Wait. Wait!."

"What do you need then?"

"We have to talk. Lunch tomorrow. Okay. Bye."

"Wait. I have to do somethi-"

And he hung up. ARRRGGHHH! Why world? Why do you do this to me? Why do you hate me so much?

"I really don't like you, and I have no intentions of marrying you"

"Wow! That would've hurt if only, I didn't feel the same way. Cut the crap Hyuuga, what do you need?" I said while smiling, because you never know, the media people these days are very aggressive.

"I'm here to offer you a deal within our parents' deal"

"I'm listening."

"We would just marry each other for one or two years, until both company gets what they want, and after that, we're going to get divorced and go our separate ways"

"Good plan, but how do you suggest that we break it off, considering that the media will speculate on what happened to –as much as I hate saying this- our relationship? People we care about might get involved in this."

"We'll tell them what other couples tell them when they break up; you cheated on me, or whatever."

"I'M NOT LETTING YOU DECIDE ON THAT!" Whoops, too loud Mikan, ugh, I can't believe this guy.

"Why not? Don't you hate being that phony act you're putting up in front of the camera? Wouldn't it be nice to be free from what people would think of you?"

I have to be honest, I do hate being controlled by the camera all the time, but that would just disappoint my parents, and I don't want that.

"I do Hyuuga, but I can never be selfish, I don't want my parents to be disappointed in me."

"Psh. No wonder you are so stuck up. Well, we can tell them that we are just too different or whatever, a lot of couples do that nowadays. The question is, are you with me or not?"

"Of course I'm in Hyuuga. I wouldn't want to be stuck suffering for all eternity by being married to you. But what about our parents?"

"They'll get over it once they see us not getting along all the time. And also, I'll let that insult pass, because I can bet my life that you always had the hots for me and you can't wait to tie me down."

"Charming, I hope you die. I wonder what people see in you, because all I see is this spoiled eight-year old trapped in a man's body."

"For starters, that body, that the spoiled eight-year old is trapped in, is what the women all over the world is ogling about. Second, maybe because I'm not a bogus little miss nice girl who pretends that she loves the world and all that shit."

"So you really think that you're this man who is heaven's gift to mankind? I guess this conversation is over so I better go, I have a lot of things to do, and as much as I'd love to stay, I really don't want to, so good luck to your plan Hyuuga. Goodbye and good riddance."

As I was about to leave, he pulled me back to his seat, which made me sit on his lap, he then whispered in my ear.

"Wait honey, you're forgetting something."

"Let me go Hyuuga, I really don't want to make a scene here." I said quietly.

"Exactly, so we better get out of here together, acting like a real couple. Because if people get the wrong message, it might just ruin the whole plan, though if it's too hard for you to handle falling in love with me, I would understand if you leave now."

"Are you kidding me? You're such a terrible person, and I would bet anything that no one would ever fall in love with you." I said while trying to act as if we are a couple with all that face touching and stuff.

"I think I'm getting nauseous, shall we go now honey?"

We stood up and left the restaurant letting the cameras outside into thinking that we do not want them to see us together having our private time as a couple, when in fact we really want them to.

So Hyuuga drove me home, and the car ride was not entirely that entertaining considering that it was full of the strategies we will use for the scheme we are planning to do. I am pretty sure it involved a lot of screaming as well.

"Don't I get a good night kiss from my fiancée?" he told me, as I was about to leave his car

"Suck it up Hyuuga. You better run home now, while I'm still nice. You never know, I might just let all the dogs out here so they could eat you alive."

"Shush, honey, I don't want you to be widowed so early." He said as he touched my face

I was about to say many grim things to him when my mom showed up.

"Natsume, I wasn't aware that you two would meet up today? What a pleasant surprise! Come inside!"

"I really think that Natsume is tired already so he needs to go home now, right dear?" I said while trying to muster a faint cry, suggesting that he needs to go away, yet for some dark reason that Natsume Hyuuga really wants to ruin my life. He smiled at me.

"Nonsense, of course, I'll be right inside." My mom excitedly went inside the house and ordered the maids to prepare something

"Just what do you think you're doing Hyuuga?"

"Oh just getting my in laws' approval… And making you miserable"

"You will pay for this."

"I'd love to see you try."

So its Natsume's first dinner with us and like dad said, it was the first of many. They were so happy, I was so miserable, Natsume was so fake nice, telling them about being so eager to be 'in the business' at such a young age, I was still miserable and I really wanted to stab him with my fork.

But wait there's more.

"This man is what I'm talking about Mikan, unlike that guy you dated." Dad whispered.

"Excuse me, I'm tired, I'll just go upstairs." And just like that, I walked away and left them struck by my 'sudden actions'.

"Sorry Natsume, she's just a little tired. Maybe some other time?" I heard my mom said

"It's okay, it's a little late already, thanks anyways Mr. and Mrs. Sakura." Ugh, how fake. I really don't want to hear this.

So I'm here sitting inside my room now, thinking about why and how I ended up in this mess, when my dad came in.

"Mikan, I'm really sorry about dinner, I know that you're upset."

"It's okay dad. No worries."

"No, I really am. I shouldn't be mentioning about your previous relationship, I know you're just worried that he might hear it. But I'm really happy it ended up that way. Anyway, I better go. Good night honey."

I can't even say good night properly without my throat being dry and all that. He's happy with what? He's happy that Natsume and I are ending up together because of this merger that they put up, or because I'm not seeing him anymore.

I looked at the ring I kept in my bedside drawer. I'm so sorry. I really am. For the longest time since that day I called it off, I cried, I cried my eyes off. I stopped as I heard my phone ring when someone texted.

I hope you're happy, be prepared for more tortures soon

-N

KILL ME. Kill me now. Please.

END OF CHAPTER ONE