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Chapter 16

Head Over Heels

They say there will be a time in your life that when you wake up, the first blink will make you realize that today is a new beginning. And this morning is my fresh start. The moment I blinked my eyes open and the first thing I saw is the brunette sleeping peacefully, I know we finally have our fresh start. No lies. No secrets. There might still be problems but honesty is a great step for us.

Last night might have been the most unforgettable night of my life. I knew Mikan had secrets and knowing how she hid it, I knew it was scary but I never thought it sounded like a real nightmare. If I could have just fought harder on seeing her maybe those things never happened. Damn my father. Damn Anna. Damn every single thing that separated me from her. Who would have thought my Mikan has been waiting for me all these years? And I was being a coward following my father's orders before he allowed me to come home in Japan.

I gripped the frying pan as I could feel anger consuming me once again but I tried to shake the emotion. Today, there's no room for any negativity. I might still have questions of what happened after the accident but it can still wait. There's no need to push Mikan because seeing her break down last night, I couldn't help but feel frustrated. Feel the frustration of the fact that all I can do is hug her and wrap her around my arms.

"Natsume?" I turned my head to the direction where I heard my name. A small smirk was formed in my lips as I saw my brunette standing in our bedroom doorway looking sleepy yet sexy as hell. She was wearing my shirt that reached between her thighs since she changed her clothes last night before she finally slept. "What are you doing?"

"Good morning, polkadots." I teased as I smirked at her. "I'm cooking eggs for breakfast."

She approached me and I suck a breath as she wrapped her tiny arms around my waist and smiled. "I missed your eggs."

And I couldn't help but laugh how dirty it came out. "My eggs? Really, polka? First morning together and you're saying that you miss my eggs?"

Mikan let me go, much to my dismay and stood beside me. Her cheeks were blushing hard and I couldn't help but smirk as I look at her embarrassed face. "I meant your eggs like the eggs you cooked, pervert!" And she stuck her tongue on me.

"Go seat. My eggs are ready." And then I winked at her. She rolled her eyes and grabbed some plates from the kitchen counter and prepared the table. I, on the other hand, finished cooking and placed our breakfast on the table. Silently, I sat on the seat in front of Mikan.

But as I looked at her, I realized she was spacing out. Her brown eyes lost the little glow she had a while ago instead slowly she looked like she was drowned in her own thoughts. "Mikan, is everything okay?"

She looked up at me but I can see that the smile she flashed me was a fake one. "Yes." She answered. "Let's eat."

The whole time we were eating our breakfast, Mikan was silent. She never talked or started a conversation. I asked her again if she was okay but she simply nod. And it's starting to bother me. Today was supposed to be a day of positivity and early in the morning, Mikan's sulking and spacing out. I decided to let it go for now and allow her to eat breakfast silently if that's what she wanted. After eating, I offered to wash the plates which she agreed and she sat silently on the couch.

The whole time I was washing plates, I couldn't help but be bothered. I thought things are kind of okay between us. No more walls or hiding things but seeing her so distant with me felt like we were back on what we were before. After washing the plates, I approached her and sat beside her.

"Polka." Calling her Mikan seems like I'm jumping to a steady relationship and I don't know if we have arrived on that stage yet. "Is everything okay?"

She looked at me and it pained me seeing the hurt in her eyes. Her eyes were swollen and there were dark bags under it because of last night. At first she was trying to fake a smile but she stopped then shook her head. "I'm not okay… I…" she looked away. "Do you love me, Natsume?"

I didn't expect for her to ask that. Well, I already told her nights ago and… "Come here, Polka." I said as I grabbed her and she sat comfortably on my lap. I pushed her brunette hair on her back and nuzzled my face on her neck. "Why are you asking me that?"

"Because I'm grateful that you did not left me after hearing everything… But." She sighed and placed her hand on my arm. "I don't want you to stay because I look weak or you felt pity with what happened with me."

"Shh." I whispered. I caressed her face and said. "Look at me," And when she did, I smiled at her. Not my usual smirk but a genuine smile that I have always reserved for her. "You're strong. What ever happened with you on the past… You might think breaking down last night made you weak but admitting everything is the strongest thing you've ever done. And after all that happened to you, you're still here. Breathing. Living."

She closed her eyes as if absorbing everything that I said and then smiled a little. "I needed that."

A small chuckle escaped my lips and then I smiled. "M-Mikan…" She looked at me the moment she heard me say her name. "I'm not staying because I pity you, I'm staying because I need you. Like how Sumire needs her iPhone or Hotaru needs her laboratory or even how Ruka needs his goddamn animals that needs to be cured. Every single cell in my body screams your name. When you're far away from me, all I could think is how I can find a way to grab your hand and hug you and smell your sweet strawberry scent. I might not be good at words, Mikan. But maybe not even words… not even a single fucking letter in the alphabet could explain how much you mean to me, how much you complete me." Paused. "How much I love you."

I couldn't explain how Mikan felt when I said those words because she look like she stopped listening after I said her name and it starts to frustrates me. She just kept looking at me with those round brown eyes and damn I couldn't read her expression. "Please say something…" I whispered. "I think I'm going to die now."

She smiled.

Not the kind of smile that she tries to convince someone that she is happy. Or she is okay. Not the smile that she tries to have just to get through the day. It was real. It was genuine. It was pure happiness. Even her eyes were smiling. Her unreadable brown eyes looked so damn right happy.

"I love it when you say my name…" She said. "And I love you too. And since when did you get smart with words?"

We both laugh and then I carried her body and moved it to face me. Her legs wrapped around my waist and she was still smiling. Goddamn, that's smile is for me. "I love you." I said. "And I'll never get tired of loving you."

"Natsume…" she whispered. "I never get to tell you what happened after I got hit by the bus."

I couldn't help but groan on the subject she started. "Are we really going to talk that now? Can we not just simply make out for a while?"

She laughed and then leaned down to kiss me but before I could kiss back, she pulled away. "I don't want to bring this up later. I want to finish all of these secrets within me so I could just kiss you…" And then she kissed my forehead. "Your forehead." Kiss. "Your nose." Kiss. "Your cheeks." Kiss.

"Stop teasing me, Mikan." Grinning, I nodded. "Okay. Let's hear it."

She took a deep breathe. "After I ran away from my mother, I immediately searched for a phonebooth or any phone to contact Mochou. Then I saw a little bakery, the woman was kind to lend me her phone. I called Mochou. Twice I only reached his voicemail. And the third one, he answered."

"Mochou!" Mikan was crying as she called his name. "Mochou, where are you?"

"Mikan?" His voice sounded shock hearing Mikan's voice. "How come you can still contact me? Your mom was supposed to be with you…" He trailed off.

Her cries never stopped. "Please, don't do this. Please don't leave me. Please. I thought you loved me. Please."

There was silence on the other line and then she heard Mochou sighed. "I'm sorry…" he was stuttering. "I know but your mother threatened me, my uncle…"

"I helped you!" she shouted. The woman in the bakery looked at her like she was a crazy woman when she heard Mikan shout. "I helped your uncle! How could you do this—"

"But we got busted, Mikan! And she's angry…" He paused. "Just go with your mother. I'm really sorry. This is for your own good."

"Mochou, please." She begged as tears continued falling from her eyes. "Please… Don't leave me—"

And he hung up.

"I was crying so hard that the lady thought I was crazy so she shoo-ed me away and I can still remember how I was begging to let me have one last phone call… And then my mother's guards found me so I immediately ran away and then… and then…"

"Shh." I rubber the skin of her back softly as I calmed her down. Tears were already on the tip of her eyes and I can't handle seeing her break down again. "It's okay. Nothing's going to happen to you anymore."

She nodded and then I felt her arms wrapped around my body and she hugged me back. Tight. Like she was seeking for comfort and I started to feel her shiver, like she's remembering what happened on the day. "Do you want me to sing a song?"

I can sense she smiled as slowly the tension on her body eased. "You can sing now?"

"For you." I mumbled. She didn't respond so I took it as a cue for me to sing. "When you try your best but you don't succeed. When you get what you want, but not what you need. When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep. Stuck in reverse."

And she chuckled. "You're bad."

I gently pushed her body away from mine and smirked at her. "I thought you like bad boys, hm?" I teased.

She simply laughed and when she's done laughing, she caressed my cheek. And that simple gesture made me smile. I kissed her palm and smiled back at her. "When tears come streaming down your face. When you lose something, you can't replace. When you love some but it goes to waste. Could it be worse?" Maybe I looked like some high school boy who just had sex for the first time in his life but I couldn't stop having the goofy smile on my face. Mikan was no singer too but hearing her voice singing the song back to me. It feels so intimate. It feels like slowly her walls are crumbling down. It feels like she is welcoming me.

"Can we sing the chorus together? I really love this song." She said.

And I nodded. And we sang the chorus together. "Lights will guide you home. And ignite your bones. And I will try to fix you."

"Natsume…" she whispered my name like it's the only word she knows right now. And she leaned closer. Close enough that I could feel her breath on my lips and she smiled. The same genuine smile. The smile that tells me she's welcoming me to her life. To her world. "I love you." She whispered.

And I kissed her. Kissed for all the times we wasted. All the times that we were separated. For all the times that we wanted each other so much but we were stubborn to admit it. And because there's no other way to tell her how much I love her. Because kissing her is the best thing that I know I can do.

And she kissed me back. With the same amount of need, of love, of lust and of want. She made me feel her fear. She made me feel how she started to soften up for me. How she wanted me to see right through her walls.

And it felt like we belong. Through my kisses, I could tell here, she is now where she is supposed to be. With me. In my arms.

We were gasping for breaths when she pulled away. And the scared Mikan that I saw last night, vanished. I see the strong and hungry Mikan. Hungry for all the emotions she have been keeping herself to avoid more pain. She reached for my shirt and pulled it away from me. Her tiny arm pulled me back to her and her sweet little lips kissed me hard. Harder like she wanted to explore every inch of my mouth. And I did the same. Because I never want to forget. I never want to forget the soft lips. The intense kiss. The love.

She moaned. Goddamit. She moaned on my lips. And I lost it. I pulled her shirt away from her gorgeous body and I stopped. I looked at her and I saw beauty. I've seen Mikan naked before when we were on our unsure stage and I've known how beautiful she really was but right now she looks like an angel.

"You look so beautiful." I whispered as I caressed her skin. From her shoulder, to her collar and down to her chest. I looked up at her and she closed her eyes, savoring my touch. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked at me. Her hand slowly held mine, the one that was place above her chest. "Natsume…" There's that smile again. Gosh, I hope time would just fucking freeze. "I'm ready."

At first I thought, I heard her wrong but she started to look at me with one of her brow raised and I knew I heard her right. This is too much. I'm being a damn gay-tard here because everything… It's freaking me out. Less than 24 hours ago, I heard the truth. Minutes ago, I confessed my love for her. Seconds ago, we were being intimate. And now… "Are you sure?" Damn it, Hyuuga! "I-I mean. I don't want to rush you, Mikan. Of course, I want to make love with you but I want you not to be pressured with all this. I can wait. I-I… you're worth the wait of course but—"

She cut me off with a kiss and then a cute girly giggled escaped from her lips. "You're freaking out. A woman offered you sex and you're freaking out. You're cute. Are you a virgin, oh so sexy Hyuuga?" She teased with a playful smirk on her face.

"I-I…" I stuttered. And I couldn't be more like a stupid ass here. If Ruka will know this, he will fucking laugh at my face. "I was once a hormonal teenager back in high school, Mikan and I… I swear to God after I did it, I confessed! And I'm not Christian and I confessed because I felt like cheating and fuck, I am embarrassing myself, am I?

This time, it's not a cute giggle. It's a laugh. "Yes you are. And I find it really amusing. I'm naked and you are half naked and you're telling me about how you confessed to a church because you had sex with another girl? Hyuuga, I went second base with a guy. I think we're fair."

I let out a heavy sigh as if I just heard to most relief—"What the fuck? Someone touched your boobs?!"

Kisses were all over my face as she murmured. "Are we going to talk about having physical relationship with other people or are we going to get back on what we started?"

I cupped her face and looked at her, with pure seriousness on my face. "I might hurt you. I don't want to hurt you."

"I trust you." She assured.

"I want to make it special, Mikan."

"As long it's you, it's already special."

And we kissed. And it was blissful.

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"I think it's already noon now." I mumbled as I nuzzled my face back on Mikan's brunette hair. She cuddled back on my chest and I heard her sigh like a happy sigh. She was pleased of whatever we have right now and I couldn't be happier. "Aren't you hungry? I think my tummy's grumbling already."

She chuckled and looked up at me with a teasing grin on her face. "At first you're freaking out. And now you're hungry? How sweet of you."

I leveled my face to her and again slowly caressed her face. I will never get tired caressing her skin because I get to see her have this smile like she felt safe with my touch. "You're beautiful." I kissed her forehead. "You're beautiful."

"You keep saying that." She mumbled.

"Because you are. You will forever be." When a strand of hair fell from her face, I gently pushed it away and kissed her forehead. I could do this to Mikan every single day and I will never ever get tired. Years of being away from her, I've always dreamt of touching her and holding her. This might be a dream, I'm not sure, but I hope I'll never wake up.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

I didn't realize I was spacing out. "I'm just thinking everything feels surreal." To ease the mood, I smirked. "I can still remember you punching me in the face when you found out you were married to me. And I can't deny that was good acting. Are trying to be an actress in your next life?"

She shook her head. "That was not really acting. I was really shock seeing you. I hardly remembered you Natsume. My mom made sure I had an amnesia and living the life of a girl who had her amnesia made somehow everything a blur. But when everything slowly sink in to me, I got angry. I hated how life has been mocking me ever since and now you're now standing in front of me. The real Natsume."

I looked at her and I can see relief that somehow I'm talking about this which I don't understand why. So maybe it's time to ask something I've been dreading to ask. "I want to ask you something."

And the she sighed like some baggage was finally removed and I can't help buy raise my eyebrow to her, curious with the sudden reaction. "What? The whole time I was really hoping for a reaction. To you to freak out or I don't know. I was hoping for a shut up, Mikan I can't take it anymore speech."

I chuckled. Seeing this side of Mikan. Her goofy and reckless side like she doesn't care what she looks like or what she is saying. It makes me fall in love with her more. "I just want to know that the moment you woke up, what happened. How did you become the amnesia girl you've just said a while ago?"

She looked at me and then bam! The pain in her eyes are back and I immediately regretted my question. She looked away from me and her eyes were glued in the ceiling like all answers can be found there. There was a little shiver when she closed her eyes as if summoning all strength to answer my question. "The moment I woke up. It was almost one month. I was comatose. The first person I saw was my mother." She let out a bitter laugh like she was stopping tears to fall from her eyes. "And you know the first thing she said to me?"

I unconsciously shook my head which she glanced at my simple movement but she immediately look away and I can now see the tears on the tip of her eyes. "She told me finally I've woken up but she don't look relieve. Maybe happy because her daughter was alive but she doesn't look relieve. And she told me that I need to face whatever problems that I have caused to myself especially to her. I can still remember the exact words she said to me. Every fucking word. I was barely coping up with the fact that I just woke up with comatose and she took advantage of the moment I was unsure of everything."

"Do you want to say it?" I asked.

There was silence and then she nodded. "Listen to me, Mikan. You disappointed me. But I will forgive you because I always known you've been a sucker for relationships. But this time, you will not fail me." Hearing those first words, I couldn't believe what I just heard. What kind of mother would have that as opening conversation for a daughter who just got hit by a bus? "I'm the doctor in charge here so I told everyone that you had amnesia and you will act like you have one. And you better do it right. You forgot every goddamn thing. Everything."

My father was a cold bastard. An asshole. But Mikan's mother… Aunt Yuka was damn right heartless. Tears flow freely from Mikan's eyes and I reached for her face to wipe the tears but she shook her head, stopping me. "I was scared, Natsume. Because she threatened me that if I won't do what she want, she'll tell you and your father what happened and I was scared. You will hate me. I don't want you to hate me because you don't know the truth so I hid it. Though I tried to tell my father but every time I have the chance on telling him, my mother would be right there, stopping me."

I closed my eyes, absorbing everything. The woman beside me just sacrificed her damn life just to make sure I won't hate her and all those time, I'm busy being a bachelor in America. With all the frustration building inside me, I looked up at the ceiling like she did. "That's why you hid everything to me?"

"Yes." She cried and I could tell she was close on breaking down like last night. "Because I was scared." Slowly, she sat up and her sad brown eyes found my crimson. "I was never in a relationship with, Mochou. I swear. Tsubasa was just a fling. And the one guy… the one guy that I told you that was you. There's no other guy."

Opening my mouth, I was about tell her that I believed her. That there's no more need to be afraid because I will never leave but she kissed me. And I tasted the salty tears on my lips. "Mikan." I pulled away and I kissed her temple.

She closed her eyes, savoring the kiss as if she got my message that she doesn't need to be afraid because I am here. I will always be here. I captured her lips once again and we kissed but this time it was different. It was gentle like we are telling each other that we have all the time of the world for this but what bothers me is that she was slightly trembling like a fragile thing that is about to break. And I saw her lose it many times and I couldn't afford to allow it again. So I wrap my arms around her and pulled her above my body without breaking the contact.

"I love you." She murmured between the kisses.

Hearing her saying those words and feeling her kisses, I can still say everything feels surreal. But I am thankful for this moment. This moment were we silently promised each other the great love that we could offer always and forever.

"Natsume, I've been calling you, buddy and why aren't you—"

Mikan pulled away and her eyes widen as wide as dining plates because we realized three things: First, she was naked, scratch that we are both naked and she is on top of me. Second, there are no blanket that is covering us and third, we both knew who owns that voice: Ruka.

"What the fuck! That's my sister, Hyuuga!" He screamed and he shut his eyes and I could see the horror and disgust on his face. "My fucking sister! Mikan!"

And then another man's voice joined. "Ruka? Why are you shouting?" And I almost died when I saw Narumi trying to peek inside the room but Ruka pushed his father away and he immediately shut the door. We heard him shouted. "That was nothing, dad! Mikan and Natsume was just getting ready. They'll be out in a minute, right Natsume?"

"Yeah." I shouted back and then I laughed really hard. Mikan did too. She rolled her body beside me and then she laughed loudly. "I will never forget the look on Ruka's face."

But we immediately stopped laughing when we both realize something and the joy in Mikan's face a while ago turned in to horror. "Ruka's here. Dad's here... Mom might be here."

"It's okay." I assured her. "We'll both take a shower, go dress up and we'll both face your parents.

But the worried expression in her face was still there. "But Natsume, I have no spare clothes."

As if hearing our conversation, there was a knock on the door. "Are you still in your bed? Because I know my not so little sister anymore needs clothes."

"Go to shower. I'll get your clothes." Mikan nodded and then she stood up and ran towards the shower. I got up as well and wore my boxers and then I went to the door. Once I opened it, Ruka barged in holding a paper bag and with angry blue eyes. You rarely see those calm blue eyes lose it.

"Here are my sister's clothes!" He hissed as he dropped the paper bag loudly and then his eyes roamed from my head down to my body with a disgust look on my body. "Look, you're my buddy and I know you love my sister and maybe she loves you too and I want you together but you are not having sex with my sister!"

Who would have thought that deep inside, Ruka is an overprotective brother. "Relax, mate." I teased him with my usual smirk. "Mikan and I are… I don't know but I love her and I am not having sex with her—"

"Cut that crap, Hyuuga!" He cut me off. His brows were furrowed and his index finger pat me harshly on the chest. "She was naked and she was above you—"

"We were making love—"

"Jesus!" If he was a bomb, Ruka have exploded right now. His hand raked his hair in frustration and he took some deep breathes, calming himself. If this was some another big brother I would have looked scared right now because Ruka is on the verge of forgetting that I was his best friend even though I've seen him naked with Imai on his bedroom. Once. But when his blue eyes looked at me calmly, the same calmness he always possesses, I have secretly thank the gods above. "You love my sister? Whole heartedly?"

I nodded. "You already know the answer, Ruka."

"Don't get her pregnant." And he punched me… on my gut. "She got a company to take care of." And he was now grinning, feeling pleased to what he did. "Get yourself dress, mate."

Grunting, I managed to say. "Fuck you."

He turned around, his back facing me and he waved his hand. Then he went out of the door. Does all boyfriends receive a punch from brothers or fathers? Damn. After that little brother-boyfriend moment with Ruka, I picked up the paper bag and put in above the bed so Mikan would see it. Once she finished cleaning up herself, I went to the shower after and when we were both dress up, she gave me a look telling me that she is nervous.

"It's okay." I comforted her. "I'm here." I grabbed her hand and she intertwined her hand to mine. I squeezed it. "Let's go?" When she nodded, we both went out of the bedroom. Narumi and Yuka were on the living room, sitting at the sofa. Yuka had the anxious look on her face and wrinkles look very visible. I couldn't help but remember everything Mikan told me and it felt really different seeing Yuka here and I still couldn't believe she was an awful mother.

But Narumi looked calm. Narumi and Ruka always have this secret talent of controlling their emotions. They always look like they can handle everything. Like there's no need to overreact on everything. But once they lose it, they lose it. Just like how my best friend reacted a while ago. Ruka on the other hand was sitting beside with his father. It felt weird that they weren't sitting beside her but I shrugged at that thought. The calmness on his face wasn't their but he looked blank. And that look means he is in deep thought.

When he looked up, his back to his usual smiling Ruka face. "Mikan. Natsume." He greeted us like nothing happened. What an ass.

"Hi, Ruka." Mikan awkwardly said and I just gave him a curt nod.

Narumi and Yuka looked at us and then to our intertwined hands. And there was silence. Awkward silence. And Ruka gave me the look to do something so I cleared my throat and said. "Uncle Narumi, Aunt Yuka, you're here."

"Natsume." Aunt Yuka was the first one to speak. Her eyes first fell to Mikan but she immediately looked away. "Can we speak to Mikan? Privately?"

I was about to protest but Mikan did it first. "Whatever you're going to say to me, I'm going to listen but Natsume's not going anywhere, mother." She said the word like she was spitting a poison from her body. I've seen Mikan in many ways but I've never seen her this cold. Her face hardened and she was trying her best to look calm.

Yuka opened her mouth to say something but closed it. She glanced at Narumi and then looked back at us. "Very well." She said with a nod. "Sit down."

We did. We both sat on the sofa placed on the right side of the table. It was the seat facing Narumi and Ruka. Yuka sat on sofa in between Narumi's and ours. There was a silence once we sat down and all eyes were on ours. My father, Aoi and I never had any family confrontation, even after my idiot sister ran away to be with her true love. My father never dared to reach out to us or to ask us that if he could talk to us. And this time, being here with the Sakura family, it felt weird. I'm here. I'm part of this little family reunion and this might be a bad reunion but I felt like I'm part of the family.

"Mikan, I told your father. We told Ruka, too." Yuka broke the silence. The second she finished what she said, Mikan snapped her head towards her mother's direction and looked at her like she heard the last thing she ever thought she would. "About the truth in your amnesia and Mochou's story."

Her mouth opened and her face look like she was finding the right words to say. But all she said was. "Wh… Why?"

A sob escape on Yuka's lips. I've always seen this woman happy and strong and she was known for not being weak. "Because all my life I've regretted everything. I—I was just scared to lose you. I shouldn't have threatened you… Mikan." She stood up and what she did shocked everyone. She was on her knees, hugging Mikan's legs, crying. "I'm so sorry, Mikan. I was the worse mother. I know you hated me after everything and I'm so sorry." She cried.

Tears were now freely falling in Mikan's eyes but she only looked her mother. She didn't move. She just froze there and simply looking at her mother, crying. I want to do something but this is a mother-daughter situation. "Mikan. I'm so sorry." Her mother cried once again.

It was as if everything froze as everyone waited for Mikan's reaction. Minutes felt hours by just looking at them.

"M-mom." She chocked the words while trying to stop her sobs. Her mother looked up at her and she reached for her mother's face and gently wipe her tears away. "I might have hated you but you're still my mother." Slowly she knelt down in front of Yuka and she hugged her mother. "I still love you."

I couldn't help but smile. Mikan will always have the kindest heart even after everything she went through. It might made her cold but never heartless. They had their cries for a while but after saying sorry with each other and all their family hugs and kisses, we are now all in the dining table, eating lunch together.

It felt good seeing all of them act as the happy Sakura family like how everyone calls them. And all their smiles looked real. And Mikan was laughing while talking silly jokes with her parents and Ruka and once in a while she would reach for my hand and her thumb will just simply caress my skin and the she'll flash me a smile.

Today felt like a roller coaster ride. Mikan and I have finally confessed our love with each other. We had a blissful moment together. Ruka have finally knew between me and Mikan in a… er, interesting way and Yuka have finally apologized for everything. You know what they say that when something really good happens, sooner or later something terrible will happen too? That thing scares me.

After all the lunch and talk, they decided to leave but Mikan said she would rather stay here with me. "I'll bring your clothes tomorrow, Mikan." Ruka said then he looked at me. "Check your phone this time."

I chuckled. "Yes, sir."

"I'm happy to see the both of you. I'm happy for the both of you." Yuka said as she looked at us with the biggest smile she ever had today. She kissed Mikan on the cheek and then me and then they all said their goodbyes but before they have finally went out of the door, Mikan called her mother.

"I think…" She looked at me and she had a playful smile on her lips. "I think Natsume and I… we're ready to try some church wedding?"

And I swear to God, if I am not Natsume Hyuuga, I might have freakingly dance in happiness.

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