Painting

By: mixie-chan

Summary: She's the top actress in celebrity world. He's a world-known painter. But they still don't know each other. And it seems that ONLY Hotaru and an Unsaid business are all what they are waiting for. ;) NxM.

~ Painting ~

Chapter Seven: What the FUDGE? – The Thing Hotaru Forgot To Say

Mikan slowly opened her eyes, blinking away the bluriness. She turned her head to her to the right, just to see a Natsume Hyuuga shaking his head frantically.

Huh?

Natsume seemed to notice that she's awake now and almost blushed because of his embarrassment. Almost.

He covered everything by clearing his throat. "I came to tell you that our meal is already prepared."

"Ah… Hmmm," Mikan said as she nodded. "I'll just change my clothes."

"Hn," Natsume said as he walked to the door. "Just go to the kitchen after."

"Okay."

~ Painting ~

"Where are the others?" Mikan curiously asked.

"Who?"

"The others. As in others."

"Others who?"

"Well, obviously, there will be some maids in here, right? In this huge mansion of yours… I won't believe it if you say that there's no one."

"Then don't."

"What?"

Natsume irritatingly rolled his eyes. "Don't believe it. You just stated it. NO ONE, as in no one, lives in here because it's mine… AND mine ONLY. Two or three maids always come in here every Tuesdays and weekends to clean or something. Just that. NOW, shut up and just EAT your lunch. Are you always this noisy?"

Mikan gulped the food in her mouth before answering… "Are you always this grumpy?"

"Are you always this annoying?"

"Are you always a jerk?"

"Are you always this stupid?"

"WHA—TAKE THAT BACK YOU, JERK!"

Though, unfortunately, Natsume just smirked.

"I won."

"What?"

"Shut up."

"Oh."

After a minute… oopsies, I mean… 59 seconds.

"Ne, Natsume…"

Natsume's eye twitched.

"Can I call you Natsume, Natsume?"

The lad groaned in annoyance. "You just did. Now, shut up."

Mikan pouted. "Geez. You're no fun."

"God," he stood up. "For the last time, shut that fucking mouth of yours or I'll cut your tongue, got that? Now. I'm finished with my food. Just put your plate on the sink when you finished yours."

With that, he exited the dining room.

"Hemff. Grumpy," Mikan told to herself and giggled.

Unknown to her, Natsume's walking to his room with his bangs covering his bloody eyes. But… Oopsies. Was that a… Blush?

God. That pout was just too cute.

~ Painting ~

Mikan just finished with her dinner and since she don't have anything to do other than unpacking, she washed the plates (and so) that they just used. She'll be getting bored anyways.

After 3 hours and a half though… She's already/finally DONE. Well, with packing also. XD

She yawned and rubbed her eyes sleepily. Hmm. "I better get ready to bed," the lass muttered to herself.

And after few more minutes? She's off to sleep…

~ Painting ~

The next morning…

Natsume entered the kitchen as he heard someone singing.

arekore to fukuramu negai

watashi wa donna michi o aruite iku no

He stopped when he saw a certain girl – lady – cooking while… well, singing.

iroiro to kikasete nee guys

anata wa donna asu o egaku no

He watched her… and listened. He was amazed by her amazing voice, not that he will admit it to her.

te no todokanai yume wa nani hitotsu nai kara

anchuu mosaku de that's alright

nayan datte DON'T WANNA CRY

jibun no kimochi o shinji tsuzuketai

dakedo hitorikiri de wa tsurai

fuan de kakaekirenai yowane o koboshita ano hi

mune ni chotto nokoru MY REGRET

And she turned around.

~ Painting ~

Mikan woke up early. She's happy...

She just had a DREAMLESS sleep.

Weird? Maybe. But for her, it's one of her happiest moment in life.

She just slept without having a NIGHTMARE. A nightmare about that day.

That's why dreamless sleeps are better than having nightmares… right?

She hummed as she did her morning routine. Realizing that her…uhm, housemate is still sleeping, she decided that she'll cook their breakfast since last night, it was himm who did the cooking…of the dinner.

Her humming turned into singing.

arekore to fukuramu negai

watashi wa donna michi o aruite iku no

iroiro to kikasete nee guys

anata wa donna asu o egaku no

Mikan even closed her eyes as she continued.

te no todokanai yume wa nani hitotsu nai kara

anchuu mosaku de that's alright

nayan datte DON'T WANNA CRY

jibun no kimochi o shinji tsuzuketai

dakedo hitorikiri de wa tsurai

fuan de kakaekirenai yowane o koboshita ano hi

mune ni chotto nokoru MY REGRET

She just finished the cooking and she turned around to get the plates where she'll put the bacons… but her eyes met crimson ones.

!

The spatula that she's holding a second ago was dropped as the user blushed deeply.

Silence. Uncomfortable silence. Tensed air.

The girl gulped as she stammered. "U-u-uhmm, s-s-since when d-did y-y-y-y-you get h-here?"

Natsume just stared emotionlessly. "Two minutes ago."

Mikan's blush deepened, if it was possible that is. "Y-you heard?"

"Hn."

"O-oh. Uhmm… AH! The breakfast will be ready. You can sit down and I'll prepare it."

"Hm."

.:.:.

After the embarrassing scene and silent meal, the two are now in the living room, discussing about the work they will be doing.

"Uhmm, when will we do the job?" Mikan asked.

"When you're ready."

"Oh."

"…"

"Ah! Natsume, I wanna say that this will be my first to model… so you have to tell me everything that I need to do, ne?"

Natsume looked at her like she just got another head. "What?"

"Well, sorry. I'm not a model. I'm an actress, you know. Geez. Don't say that you do not know me… because everyone did," she boasted.

"Huh? Actress?"

"Geez. Actress. The one who acts… in movies, dramas – Wait a minute. You do not know me?" she asked, surprised.

"Well, isn't that obvious? Ah. Do you even know who I am?" he said.

"Hmm… Nooooooooooo."

"…"

"…"

"Well, then," Natsume sighed. "I guess we need to introduce ourselves to each other," he said, irritated. "God, in what era did you came from? Pre-historic? Tch."

"HEY! You're really rude. You SHOULD know who I am. Maybe, you're the one who came in that time."

He glared at her. Not that she was affected though, much to his surprise and… amusement.

Mikan even fought the glare… "Fine. I'll start."

"Hn."

"I'm Mikan Sakura. 22 years old. I'm the top actress in the celebrity world, you know. Geez. Everyone practically knows me, how come you don't?"

"That's my line, idiot."

"HEY!"

"Hyuuga Natsume. 23 years old. I'm a world-known, in fact the BEST painter. I'm also the heir of the Hyuuga Corporations. Damn. I didn't know that someone still do not know me these days."

"That's my line, jerk!"

"Shut up."

"Whatever."

"Tch. By the way, if you're an actress or something, why did you accept this job?" he asked. Since I'm curious as hell, not that I do NOT want you to. I'm glad, actually.

"Well, Hotaru said that I have to take a break from work, not that I'm tired though. She just suddenly announced that I'll have a vacation. End."

"Hn." Oh. That why… But still…

"Back to the topic. What should I do? Uhmm, I mean, like what should I wear or something."

The lad stared at her weirdly… again. As if she got another head. So, basically, in his eyes, at that time, she already have THREE heads. Rephrase that… THREE heads with pretty faces. (mind: insert Natsume who's frantically shaking his head…)

"What?"

"Geez. Just tell me. Give me some… tips or advices. I'm nervous you know! Like I said, modeling for your painting will be my first time to model."

"What do you mean wear?"

"WEAR! Natsume, what kind of vocabulary do you have? Don't you know the meaning of wear?"

"Don't be stupid. AND don't act innocent!"

"Huh?"

Natsume rolled his eyes. "You're such an idiot. It's nothing."

"Huh? Huh? Huh? What?"

"You'll wear NOTHING. Hotaru said to me that she already told you."

The lass blushed. "W-W-WHA—PERVERT!"

"What?"

"Why would I wear NOTHING?"

"Why? You'll be modeling for a nude painting," he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

It took Mikan a minute before her brain processed the seven words that came out from Natsume's mouth.

And the reaction?

What the fudge?

~ Painting ~

"Hotaru…" Ruka called.

"What?"

"Do you think that they're okay?" Ruka asked, concerned.

"Hn," Hotaru grunted.

"Wow, you're like Natsume now."

"Tch. Don't compare me with that idiot."

"See? You two were alike!"

"Ruka…"

"Hmm?"

"Shut up."

~ to be continue ~

A/N: Hahaha. Hello there! Sorry for the late update. Ohohoho.

This chapter is not edited or anything, so yeah. That explains the errors.

Anyways… I know. I know. I'm soooo STUPID! Hoho. Since JUNE, I already have this chapter. If you're asking why I updated just now? Well… I was thinking of editing it. So, I printed it. And I was, like, TOO lazy to do that. Hahaha. Then, I said, "NO! I won't update. I will edit it first to correct the mistakes!" And KABLOOM! Haha. Until now, it's not edited.

*shrugs*

So there! I updated without editing.

Oh-kay, just how many times did I said (more like typed) the words edit, edited? Haha.

Anyways. Until next time, ne? I still have NO chapter 8. Oh well. Your wonderful reviews will give me energy and POWER! Whoo.

Review please? *smiles* Thanks. Muahh. Miss ya, guys.

School and exams really takes my time. ;)

mixie

Reposted: 08:24PM, October 17, 2011

Reposted but not edited.. again: November 27, 2011 01:50AM HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NATTIE!