disclaimer: i don't own GA When you harass the Big Boss
Chapter 3: The day I met Hell
"I'm sorry sir, but the last stock was already bought by that old lady right there." The cashier explained as she pointed at an old lady that was already leaving the store.
Damn. "Thank you anyway." Natsume left the convenience store bitterly and again, for the nth time, into the bustling streets of Tokyo, Japan.
Flashback
Shouts and cheers echoed in the bleachers seconds after the red Porsche rocketed past the white and black checkered flag that marked the finish line.
Mikan's car skidded beautifully to a stop while the black Ferrari slowly drove through after her.
Another curse was muttered as he stepped onto the breaks that halted his car.
His brows furrowed even more the moment he saw her gracefully getting out of the car to welcome the blinding lights that flashed from the media cameras.
Damn chick. Loves getting the attention. He murmured after seeing Mikan throw him a menacing sideways glance.
"You're Dead."
Those were the two words he read from her lips. And after that, she gave him a flying kiss—which caused uproar in the audience—signaling the TV cameras and media crews to revert his way.
Poor Natsume. Too late to realize it was his signal to run for his dear life. Now, he was left there—in the middle of the excited crowd—not knowing how to escape the barrage of questions that were slashed at him.
"Try looking in the third aisle." The shopkeeper told him.
"Thanks." Natsume replied. He left the counter and started his way towards the said direction. As he was turning left, a little boy crashed into him making them both lose balance. But since he got swift reflexes, he was able to hold on to the shelf and got hold of the child before it totally hit the ground.
"Next time watch where you're going okay?" he told the boy as he ruffled its silver hair.
He chuckled inwardly as he saw the trace of mischief in the boy's eyes. He remembered the days when was as young and he can see they were alike in so many ways. But what he didn't see was the evil glint just now and it never occurred to him that he will be the victim of such evility(I know there's no such term. But it best describes it.hehe).
"OW!! What the He—OW!" he was surprised—needless to say. The boy bit his arm and as if not contented and before he even recovered, it stomped on Natsume's foot—VERY hard.
"YOU!!" he called after the escaping little brat.
And our little rascal, before turning in on the corner, gave a big 'bleh' and called Natsume a loser—as his farewell.
Fuck. Once again, he cursed.
I hate it these days. He thought and let out a deep sigh to calm his nerves. He decided it would do him no good to chase the little boy.
"Okay, back to business. Hmm… aisle 10, 9, 8…" he looked at the aisle nos. as he passed by.
"Aisle 3. At last. Now where was it? Aah…there." He grinned as he found the root of all these hardships—the double layer strawberry and vanilla coated sugarless rice crackers with chocolate kisses and almond nut bits sprinkled on top.
As he was about to reach for the last box, he saw a small hand trying to reach for the same box. (it suddenly came from below)
"OH. Guess who it is…" he trailed off as he gave a scrutinizing look at the boy who just minutes ago, had been very naughty.
He got hold of the box and stooped down to the boy's height level and showed it to the brat.
"Let me guess…" he started, "you want this?"
The boy just nodded in reply.
"You know…you look kind and cute and all…but sorry kid, those puppy dog eyes will not do the trick." He finished and shrugged.
He stood up and left the rascal with arms crossed and a big scowl on his small face.
"Hn. Gotcha." He grinned as he paid the cashier.
Finally. He said at last, relieved to be able to breathe the first breeze of air as he stepped out of the grocery store.
"Tch. All these trouble just for little miss Mikan's antics. Wow. She can be a real Pain." He shook his head as he drove back to the studio.
Back at the studio:
"Where's Sakura?" Natsume asked one of the staff that was unpacking for their commercial shoot.
"She's at the dressing room sir." The lady staff said.
He left the swooning girl before it even made a scene. He even heard some more squealing seconds after he left.
Tch. He smirked.
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He stopped walking and stood in front of the dressing room door. He was about to knock when he heard giggles from the other side of the door. He was sure it was Mikan's but he can't recognize the other person's voice.
"Yo—kun…" he heard her say sweetly followed by another set of giggles.
Kun…? hmm…looks like flirting to me. He thought.
Thud. thud. thud.
He knocked on the door three times and heard the abrupt stopping of the giggles. He heard someone move a chair followed by a "ssshh" and finally heard Mikan say "no. stay right there."
She opened the door smiling but soon, that smile went into a frown.
"You're ten minutes late." She said crossing her arms and arching a brow.
"If you don't stop crossing your arms like that in front of you, your tee will display more than your cleavage…" he trailed off as he looked at her teasingly straight in the eyes.
He saw her hazel eyes widen and her small face turn tomato red at his remark. Quickly, she uncrossed her arms to her side and was about to slash another set of nagging words at him but caught her off-guard when he put the box of rice crackers on her head making her fall in silence.
"There. So stop complaining. Besides, it was hard finding those." He finished.
"Fine." He heard her murmur and saw delight flash through her eyes as she started to open the treat.
"Now, can I come in? I believe we share the same dressing room." He asked her and she moved from blocking the door.
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"YOU?!" Mikan heard them both say.
"You know him Youichi?" she asked the silver haired boy that clutched her pants and was staring at Natsume.
He saw her kneel down and Youichi whispered something to her and soon enough she threw him a very sharp glance.
"So…" she said standing up, "you were the one who made this little boy cry. You could have given him the food… can't you see?? He's just a boy. Don't you have any heart for the poor little thing??" Mikan's cold voice pierced through him.
"B-but…" he was about to protest when she cut him off.
"Stop. I won't hear anymore of your reasons." Then she turned to the boy, "here, you may have this...go now…this bad man here and I will have something to discuss…'ja" she smiled giving the food to Youichi and also gave him a little peck on his cheek bidding him to go.
She turned around to go back to her chair just in time for the rascal to flash Natsume an evil smirk before going out the room.
"That was my cousin." Mikan told him.
Natsume rolled his eyes. He had never seen such a mischievous kid. Now he knows where that kid got his wayward ways.
A/N: okay before anything else… here are the clarifications
In this fic, no one has an alice…so if anyone thought persona has a mind-reading alice…well actually no, it's like they were just together for so long that they got used to each others drama so it was not hard for them to read each other out. hehe
The suicide part: About the last part, when Natsume said it was suicide, well… from what I understand, it is very hard to re-acquire speed when you start to slow down and it makes the engine work extra hard to make it produce that full speed. I really don't know if that is right so please don't sue me... hehe, so it was like suicide bec. She had no guarantee that she'll be able to regain the speed that she will need to defeat natsume…I think it was either a make it or break it thing. Another reason why she did that was to tease natsume by letting him think he was able to catch up on her.
Its obvious… I made up the food part: the double layer strawberry and vanilla coated sugarless rice crackers with chocolate kisses and almond nut bits sprinkled on top. Hehe xp
Anyways, I added up some author's note in chap2 so you guys might want to read it… xp
And lastly, I will not upload any chapters yet after this…because I'm going to continue my other fic first and that'll give you the cliffhanger haha.. I know. I am so evil. But don't worry, I had the next chapters already ready so if a wind happens to pass by, it might cause me to upload earlier than what I think. Hehe XD
Sneak peek:
"Natsume. You're too close." Mikan tried putting some space between them.
"Hn." He replied nonchalantly. 'Great, nice timing.' He thought as the soft and mellow music started to drift in the air and the lights started to dim. Couples are already standing up to dance in this sweet music.
"E-eherm." A male voice interrupted and tapped Natsume's shoulder, "I believe this beautiful lady owes me this dance." A tall and handsome guy with hair dark as midnight blue said as he stared straight into Mikan's hazel eyes that were suddenly filled with amusement.
"Natsume." With that, Mikan just nodded and broke from his hold.