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Chapter 4

Recap:

In the middle of the dance floor was Natsume, roaming his hands around her body, and making out with Luna Koizumi, who was famous for having many play mates, just like him.

Oh hells no. I did not come here to see this crap.

The next words that came out of my mouth were,"What the fuck?"

Natsume must've heard me, because he stopped what he was doing and looked at me. The moment he laid eyes on me, the moment his eyes widened in surprise.

He's so dead tonight.

For a second, my face twisted in an ugly scowl. Then I realized who I was again, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. When I opened my eyes, I caught the figure of Tsubasa.

Smirking to myself, I started walking to Tsubasa, swaying my hips left and right. I completely ignored Natsume, and I don't want to see him or talk to him for the rest of the night. I promised myself I was going to have a good time, and thinking about Natsume will only have the opposite affect.

"Tsubasa."

He smoothly spun around, took in my figure, and smiled. "Mikan. How nice it is to see you here. Care to dance with me?"

"Of course."

He took my hands, and the next thing I knew, we were grinding against each other. The one thing I loved about The Alice Club was that the security there didn't allow you to bring in cameras, so other celebrities could enjoy their time and do what they wanted without worry.

I couldn't even think. Music was blasting, and sweat and hot bodies were all around me. Facing Tsubasa again, he put his hands on my waist, right above my ass.

"You're so beautiful Mikan."

I grinned, and I could smell the scent of alcohol in his breath. I don't think Tsubasa was drunk, was he was definitely slightly tipsy.

"Let's get a drink." I said. I needed to relieve the stress of my body even more.

Tsubasa led me to one of the many bars in Alice Club and we sat down on the stools.

"Passion Margarita." The bartender nodded at me.

"And I'll have a Tequila Sunrise." Tsubasa said.

"So what brings you here tonight?" I asked.

"Off time, relieving stress...the usual. And you?"

"I'd say the same...though for now it's more of getting rid of this stupid image inside my head."

"Hmmm..let me guess...Natsume?"

Before I could reply, our drinks were served.

I brought the glass to my lips, and swallowed the entire thing in one shot. The burn down my throat felt amazing.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Clear as day and night honey." He smirked and winked at me.

I rolled my eyes. "Hit me." Another glass was passed to me. Tsubasa did the same.

"Let's have a drinking contest. Whoever can drink the most glasses in 10 minutes wins."

"Sounds good. You're on Mikan."

I grinned, and looked at the bartender who nodded at us and was preparing the drinks.

In a matter of seconds, 2 full trays of our drinks were passed to us.

The bartender looked at the both of us. "Ready, set, go!"

Tsubasa and I downed shot after shot.

-9 minutes and 30 seconds later-

My vision was so blurry I could barely make out Tsubasa's figure. I could tell he was having the same effects as I was because we were swaying in our seats.

I still had one more glass to go.

"10, 9,8..."

Bringing the final glass to my lips, I drank the remaining content.

"3,2,1, STOP!" Empty glasses surrounded us.

I slammed the glass down and looked at Tsubasa. He still had one more glass on the tray. I win!

"You win Mikan. I always knew you were a heavy drinker."

I smirked, and felt hot all over. Wow the temperature sure went up.

"I'm done drinking. Let's dance."

He nodded, and we both stumbled towards the dance floor. Even more people came into the club and it was much more crowded.

Once lost somewhere in the middle of the dance floor, we were jumping around and swaying out bodies to the beat of the music.

Suddenly, I felt Tsubasa's hand on my ass. I turned and looked at him questionably. He gave me a lopsided grin and leaned towards me.

I knew what was going to happen in the next moment, but at the same time, I felt like I didn't.

When I felt soft and tender lips on mine, and I broke at that instant.

We started to make out passionately, his tongue stuck down my throat and mine stuck down his, battling for dominance. He tasted of tequila, and it was driving me insane.

He was grabbing my ass and squeezing it like as if his life depended on it. Meanwhile, my hands were tangled in his soft jet black hair and pushing him even closer to me.

When we broke apart for air, we were both breathing so heavily, our eyes watery. We smiled at each other, and Tsubasa leaned down to the crook of my neck. He breathed on it, before licking it and then biting on it. I didn't even wince at the pain-I couldn't feel pain. The effects of 10 shots of margarita were certainly getting to me. Sucking on the new bite, I knew I had another hickey. Which then brought my mind back to Natsume.

In that instant, my temper flared dangerously. I bit down on Tsubasa's neck and gave him a hickey as well. He moaned, which strangely turned me on.

After giving each other several hickeys, we were back to making out again.

I was pushing his head to be closer to me, and he had his hands on my breasts, groping me. Just as I was about to stick my tongue in his mouth, a familiar hand grabbed my wrist and roughly pulled me off from Tsubasa.

"No!" I shouted in horror, and I could see that Tsubasa was in a surprise as well. Before I could say or do anything else, the crowd got closer, and I could no longer see Tsubasa.

"Hey let me go!"

"Shut up and just follow me."

"Natsume! I said stop!"

He whipped around, his crimson eyes in fury.

I suddenly felt slightly scared and a chill.

"Do you have any idea what you were doing moments ago?"

The chill disappeared, and my fury came out.

"As a matter of fact, I do. I was having a great time until you came and ruined it all. What the hell is wrong with you? Why do you always do this to me? Why don't we both go back to our respective partners and enjoy the night. I'm even willing to forget this moment."

"No Mikan, it doesn't work that way. Not ever."

"I don't get it. Just go back to Luna. Weren't you having such a great time with her you were making out with her?"

"Mikan shut up. You weren't suppose to see that, and I didn't mean for that to happen."

"Sure, I'll believe you like always. Because you think your lies work on me?"

With all the strength I could muster up, I wore my wrist from Natsume's iron grip.

Breathing hard, I looked at him. His messy raven locks were sticking up in every direction, and there were lipstick marks on his neck and cheek, which made my blood boil even more.

I could tell he was checking me out as well because his eyes stayed at my neck, where I knew Tsubasa had given me several hickeys.

Before I could react and say anything else, Natsume got all up in front of me, and started kissing me.

Oh boy.

Natsume's POV:

I didn't like it one bit. After Mikan interrupted my makeout session with Luna, I instantly pushed her away, ignoring her protests.

"Natsume!~~ What are you doing? Let's continue!" Luna purred.

"Go away, and get out of my sight right now."

"Why? Is it because you saw Mikan Yukihara? Forget that bitch, she's worthless. I promise I'll give you a good time!"

My blood boiled at what I just heard. Did she just call Mikan worthless?

"Listen up you skank. Mikan is a jewel, loved and prized by everyone. You're the one that's nothing but fake. Go to hell and don't come back."

With that, I turned around, trying to find Mikan and sort things out with her.

God, I feel like I really messed up.

I took her car keys and drove off, then she catches me making out with someone else. I didn't even know how that was happening.

I turned my head wildly, trying to find her. I almost smiled when I saw a sexy brunette in all black. But a frown quickly came over when I noticed where she was heading. She was going to Tsubasa. What. The. Fucking. Hell.

Tsubasa? Are you fucking kidding me? Tsubasa? A photographer? You shitting me?

And the next hour that passed only made my mood even worse. I saw him grabbing her ass and making out with her. That's MY position, not his. Then after they both had swollen lips, they went to the bar and had a drinking contest. Of course Mikan won, but she was now completely wasted with Tsubasa. They headed back to the dance floor, and I watched as they made out even more, giving each other hickeys and groping each other everywhere.

Having watched enough, I headed to the dance floor myself.

I grabbed Mikan right before she could shove her tongue down his throat and roughly pulled her off him.

Her hazelnut eyes glared at me, and I glared back.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"Leave me alone and I'll forget this ever happened."

Now that really made my blood boil. I was downright furious.

And the numerous hickey marks from Tsubasa didn't help either. Who the hell did the guy think he was?! He had no right to do that. Mikan doesn't belong to him, she belongs to me!

After a few more seconds of bickering, I pulled her to me and crashed my lips on her to make her shut up for good.

Her eyes widened, and she melted into the kiss. She always does. And that's excellent.

I kissed Mikan skillfully like I always do, my lips mending hers perfectly, occasionally nibbling on it and sucking on it.

My tongue overlapped hers, and dominated her mouth.

After another minute, we had to break for air.

Her hands were on my chest, and I knew I had won this. This is how it was every time. We fight, we break up, we kiss, we make up.

But what happened next, I didn't see coming.

SLAP!

Mikan's eyes were furious. Woah. I didn't expect that or see it coming. What the hell?

"I can't believe you. You always do this. And what makes it worse is that every time you think its okay and that you'll get away with it. Perhaps it's because I've given you far too many chances. You're always making out with girls, left and right. And I'm just standing there, taking it all in. However when I'm trying to do the same, you tear me away and you put an end to everything. Then you think you'll fix our relationship again by making out with me. I don't want the taste of another slut's lipstick on me! I'm getting really fed up with you Natsume."

Her words stung. And they hurt. And I couldn't deny it. Because it was all true. I know Mikan's been really patient with me, but I screw up every time. I keep using the same method, thinking I'd be okay temporarily. But I guess I crossed the line. But I didn't want to see Mikan making out with other dude besides me. Is it jealously? Is that how she feels when she sees me making out with another girl?

She gave me another hard glare, and stumbled off into the club, once again.

Hotaru's POV:

I witnessed the entire thing. Mikan's makeout session with Tsubasa, their drinking contest, their hickey session, then Natsume's intervention, and Mikan snapping. Then I knew she was going to come to me for support.

That idiot Hyuuga, taking everything for granted. I sighed, knowing this was going to happen sooner or later.

Ruka was next to me, taking in the entire scene as well. We stopped making out just in time to see Mikan's fight with Hyuuga. I nodded at Ruka, and he nodded back. He got up to talk to Natsume and sort things out with him.

The moment Ruka left, the moment Mikan came running to my arms. She sat down on the couch with me, and practically poured her whole heart out, once again.

This was going to be a longer night then I expected.

Annnnnnnd that's chapter 4!

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