The Bad and the Conceited

Chapter One: Crazy, crazy, crazy

Written by: keaRy anCe

Mikan Sakura was frowning and kept rubbing her nose in such a manly manner. She was upset to discover the truth about herself. The truth that she was an outsider of the family she considered; a born Sakura that was a fruit of sin. She accidentally heard the whole conversation and the next thing she knew was that she was kicking a can of Coke while walking lazily in the streets carrying her bags. Mikan felt empty because suddenly she didn't know who she really was. Doubts filled her mind as she was unsure of everything. She had been living a life that was a lie. No wonder why. No wonder her relatives act to her that way. With all the problems crumbling down, Mikan couldn't help but shook her head.

It was already dark and yet Tokyo was very bright but she didn't care and was muttering the same word over and over again. That word was 'shit'. She indeed had a bad mouth. She grew up that way because all her life she felt the need to defend herself and only weapon she had were words. She was boyish that could be the first thing that was so obvious from her. If her sister was a super sassy, extremely girly, and pink-loving kind of girl, Mikan Sakura was almost the complete opposite. Fashion had never been her passion. No wonder she was a loser ever since she entered high school.

So, she was still walking while still kicking the can. Then suddenly stopped and sighed. She looked around and saw a few people who seemed like didn't see her and muttered to herself, "Shit. This is nonsense. Why am I carrying all this clothes when I have nowhere to go?" she growled and sat at the dirty sidewalk. "Stupid day," she said as she closed her eye and looked down in order to sleep but there was only one thing glued to her mind right now and that was the incident earlier.

Flashback

At the house of the Sakura's where her mother and father namely Narumi and Serina Sakura were fighting again because of an unknown reason that was soon revealed.

Mikan slumped herself in the couch and ate her popcorn while watching a horror movie. She looked like an ill-mannered girl eating popcorn in a classy and fancy mall located at the garage. Her hair was a mess and there were tidbits of the food on the floor and on the couch. When Sumire found her, she just gaped and thought that her sister was an absolute pig. That there was no hope left for Mikan to change.

Sumire stomped her feet as she approached Mikan and yelled, "Mikan! You should at least eat your popcorn with grace. Look at the floor and, oh my god, the couch! The whole family is using the couch. Be careful next time! What would my friends say if they see you? Total humiliation."

The brunette stopped her munching for a while to shout at her sister. Mikan glared at her and stood up on the couch. "Whatever, bitch!" she yelled at Sumire's face and after that continued her eating. No way in hell she would let Sumire interfere with her eating. Sumire always noticed things about her and it made her sick to death. Mikan was fed up with all the lectures she had been receiving from her sister who was younger than her. This time, she just showed her who was the boss.

After that short quarrel, Sumire walked out like a loser and Mikan watched intently with boredom visible in her eyes. She yawned and turned off the television and heard her mother and father screaming. Curious, she decided to eavesdrop and heard them talking about her.

"I want Mikan out of this house! She's not my real daughter so make her stay somewhere far from here and from Sumire!" her mother shouted. She was shocked and covered her mouth in surprise.

She saw her father was walking back and forth in the room. "But Serina you know that I can't do that! So what if Mikan is an illegitimate child? That doesn't mean that she is a hindrance!" Narumi shouted back to his wife. Mikan was disgusted, not shocked, but was disgusted to her father and herself.

She walked with her head down. "I must get out of this house." She looked up and was looking pretty determined in escaping from their home. She hurriedly went up to her room and packed all her things. She hadn't a lot of stuff so it just took her a few good minutes to seal all her things. Right after that, she went downstairs hurriedly. She did not even pay attention to Sumire because she just wanted to go away badly.

"Dad, Mikan is running away!" Sumire yelled.

"Mikan! Mikan! Come back here." Her father shouted so she stopped to her tracks and faced Narumi.

"I'm sorry but I need to do this. Please don't follow me." And then Mikan retreated while hearing her father's frantic voice, running after her but she was a faster runner.

End of Flashback

Mikan scratched her head and groaned. "I am so stupid. Now, I don't have any resources and all I can think about is that witchie's frantic voice." She grabbed her wallet and opened it. "I'm almost out of money. If things get worst, I have no choice but to go back without a dignity." She tried to find a shelter by looking around but found none.

She walked and walked until she noticed that something or someone was following her. She looked at her back only to find none and gave a curious expression. "Must be my freakin' imagination," she mumbled and shook her head. She was tired. Walking for several hours sure was tiring so she gasped for air. She was tired and her mind was getting a bit shady. Good thing she was wearing baggy pants and loose shirt, at least it was comfortable for her to move around than to be in skinny pants and fitted top.

All of a sudden a strong wind blew pushing her hair onto her face. She looked up in the sky only to found a helicopter. She was curious on why the hell was that flying object getting lower and seemed following her. Then came three men in black suits. Mikan took a good look on them first until she realized that they were manhandling her and being manhandled never meant that you were in a good situation. She saw her bags were on the road and that both of her feet were lifted.

"Hey! What are you freaks doing? If you're here to kidnap me well I'm so sorry I'm poor and was searching for a family so now go!" she yelled at them but when they didn't budge Mikan kicked their asses that made them winced in pain and with that go signal, she started to run.

She looked back at them and yelled, "Assholes! Losers!", then she faced the direction she was taking and muttered, "Oh God, why is this happening to me? Hell."

It was outrageously funny. It was hard to find a hiding place in the open area so all she could do right now was to do her best in running, she was athletic after all. While running, she remembered her luggage and cursed for forgetting those. But she also couldn't turn around because she might get killed. Clearly, she was stuck and was left with no choice but to run for her life. The chopper was still following her and she knew that even she was the best runner in her school, she couldn't escape the rotorcraft. She felt that distance between her and the helicopter shortened and when she looked back she saw that it was just a few feet above her.

She did not know what to do and so she screamed for her life but no one seemed to hear her. There were so many things that flashed through her mind when she saw a ladder from the chopper and right then she knew that it was the end of her. She had so many regrets in life. She had so many dream that she wanted to fulfill. She wanted to run a business someday, to gain some friends, go to a prestigious university, finally have her first dance, learn how to swim, and find her mother.

Mikan felt a tear escaped her left eye. This was it. She had nothing good to remember. What a life she had.

She almost forgot what the ladder was for until a boy with raven hair used it. The boy landed in front of her and he had crimson eyes which made her eye widened in awe. Mikan was tantalized by it. The boy, who seemed to be in almost the same age as her, walked toward her. Mikan couldn't move from her spot because she was star struck on how hot and gorgeous the person in front of her. For once, she felt like the girls she hated in her school. The bitches.

The boy stood a few meters away from her, placed his hands on the pocket of his pants, and smirked. His red eyes were full of amusement and a hint of irritation was also visible. "You," he said as he pointed at her.

Mikan glanced at her back and when she saw no one, she pointed at herself and lamely asked, "Me?"

"You're ugly." He continued with a cold voice.

The brunette's eyes widened. This boy was trampling her dignity. He was insulting her. Mikan remembered her father's words on never let other people insult her at any cause but this boy…they just met and yet he offended her already. She wanted to offend him also but as of now, she couldn't find anything wrong on his physical features but he had some rude manners.

Mikan composed herself and glared at the guy and said, "So? You're not as handsome as you think and besides I never presumed that I'm beautiful, you idiot." She smirked at herself. The next thing the boy did is held her both arms and gripped it tightly. The crimson-eyed boy glared at Mikan. "Let go you freak!" she shrieked. "If you don't let me go now, I'll also kick your ass like what I did to your weak men," she threatened, her confidence was boosting per second.

"No, not until you come with me and we discuss several things, ugly psychopath." he said and dragged Mikan all the way to a black car that just got by. Mikan did struggle but the man was stronger than her.

"Let go of me you molester! As I told your men, I'm not rich and I don't even have a home and you look like somewhat wealthy so let go of me! I said let go! Let go! Let go!" she desperately cried.

He looked seriously at her. "I swear if you make another complain or open your stupid mouth I will burn you into pieces." Mikan swallowed hard and zipped her mouth. Who knows what this man can do. She was never been this terrified in her entire life.

Afterwards, Mikan didn't talk when they were inside the car. She was too terrified to just separate her lips and it was bugging her to death. All kinds of bad luck came to her in just one day. How much could she take? She took a glance at the boy and examined his face. What a handsome kidnapper she had. He could hurt her anytime and anywhere and her family wouldn't know. Mikan realized that her life meant nothing for a moment. Dying wouldn't be so bad right now. So, she finally opened her mouth and didn't give a damn about his threat earlier of burning her.

"Where are we going? Hell? I just thought you could kill me then. Go on kill me now." She talked idly while gazing at the window. Since she was almost like an orphan now, it was better to die than to live. "I don't know what you want from me but whatever it is, I'm afraid you have gotten the wrong person. I am not involved in any gang or organization but yeah, kill me."

The boy turned his head to her, his eyes were frightening. "I needed something from you and after that just go kill yourself," he said roughly.

Her jaw dropped as she gaped in disbelief. "You need something from me? Are you deaf? I just said I have nothing," she yelled and when she noticed that the boy wasn't listening to her she continued her sentence. "Fine. Granted that I have it, why don't you just ask for it now? So we can end this as soon as possible. Come on. What is it?"

"None of your damn business," he answered.

Mikan raised her eyebrow. The boy had some issues.

This man, he really doesn't know what respect means well I don't care because in the end he will die for people, they should be killed.

The girl shrugged. "Can you discuss me the thing you needed and I will give it to you without any hesitation or future regrets." The kidnapper didn't answer. "To my observation you are rich, so I don't see anything that you needed badly from me," she said nicely but he stayed silent so Mikan hit the boy's arm. "Hey! Talk to me!"

The raven-haired boy finally answered Mikan. "Do you really want to know why you are here stupid and noisy girl?" he asked in an aggravated tone. Mikan nodded in a way she is opposed to do.

He looked at her in the eye as his lips curved up. "Well actually, I want you."

Mikan gasped and yelled, "Freak! Why you! You perverted bastard! I'm still a girl no matter what, so do not. I said, do not hurt nor touch me."

The boy groaned out of frustration and the car suddenly stopped. He went out and opened the door for Mikan and start dragging her to a huge white mansion. Its surroundings were landscaped the house was Italian-inspired. Mikan's head was looking left to right and right to left because it was the first time she had seen such big place as a home. She just let the boy dragged her even though the grip was hurting her a bit.

They entered the large house and as for the inside it was more beautiful than the outside. The boy was, in no doubt, rich. The interior design was glamorous. There were chandeliers for every room and each room had big spaces, more than enough to occupy the average number of people staying at a certain room. As they travel through the house, Mikan realized that they hadn't reached the living room yet and all she could see was a lot of doors.

The boy stopped walking and pushed her onto the couch making her yelp.

"Hey! What's with the big idea!" she yelled at him.

"Little girl you're here for some business that I am really contradicting," he started. "You see my stupid grandfather owe your grandfather big time. Your-" he was interrupted by the girl.

"How could that be possible? Are you dumb? Tsk. My grandfather is one lucky bastard for your information man with bloody eyes," she said in an annoyed tone. It seemed like she wasn't fond of telling stories regarding her old man. "And I'm not a lil' girl." She added.

"Whatever," he replied coarsely. "Do not ever interrupt me. Now just agree to the deal. Sign this goddamn paper that is stating that you will live in this house temporarily for a minimum of four months and after that if the conclusions and happenings meet my expectations you will live with me forever." He finished explaining like the whole thing didn't involve living with a person for eternity; like it was not a special thing.

Mikan gaped at him. She stood up and pushed him a little. "What are you talking about? I don't even know you, man! I don't care what your grandfather and my grandfather have talked and I don't give a damn to an arrogant jerk like you so get lost." She was about to stand up when the guy pushed her again back onto the couch. "Hey! What's up with all the pushing?" she commented irritably.

"You're not going anywhere, ugly idiot. Because without you I could not inherit the company and if by any chance I didn't get that fortune, then it will be my pleasure to make your life a living hell." He said darkly making Mikan trembled in fear.

She faked a cough and a chuckle. "You're crazy. You are just a teenager, you can't do that. But if you said that you will give me a place to live then I'll agree only if you explain properly about what this deal is really all about."

The boy didn't feel like explaining a thing to her because he knew what was going to happen. She was just an airhead he was forced to find. "You don't have any right to know."

"Why? I'm obviously involved here. You are telling me that if I meet your expectations I will live here forever, I do not agree on that part. Remember that just to be clear." Mikan protested.

"Just shut up and go to the third room in the left, second floor." He commanded.

Mikan just stood there and offered her hand. The boy looked at him in disgust. Mikan growled and grabbed the boy's hand. In the back of her mind, she was thinking if the boy was stupid for not knowing the most basic courtesy of all time. Shaking of hands meant the start of a friendship that in the end can either be good or unhealthy. She was lending her life to a perfect stranger. It might not be the safest way but right now, it was her only choice. Besides, the boy seemed to be close to her family.

She was taking the risks. There was nothing left to her aside from her will to survive so even if the boy was the rudest and most arrogant person she had ever met, she had no choice but to agree with him though she didn't understand a bit about the deal he was telling earlier. But that was not important for now because she can ask for it some other day. What was more important was for her to take a bath, wear clean clothes, and finally sleep to a comfortable bed.

"Mikan…Mikan Sakura."

The lad didn't budge and smirked. "Your name is ugly as you are."

"Whatever. Insult me as long as you want but I have decided that I won't care," she replied and carried her bags. She was walking towards the second floor while she heard the boy who had yet declare his name spole.

"Natsume."

"Huh?" she asked as she faced him.

"The name's Natsume Hyuuga, stupid girl." The boy snarled and went ahead of her in the stairs as he seemed like going to his bedroom.

Mikan just smiled.

End of Chapter

What can you say, folks?

I did not reread this. I will revise the other chapters later on.