A/N: I had to make this right away! Why?
Well,
I dedicate this to my cousin who gave me this idea! You see, she was wondering what her "boyfriend" thinks of her and she wrote her question in her notebook and passed it to him... even if they're like a few feet away from each other!
Somehow, that made me think of Mikan and Natsume. Hope you'd like it! (^.^)
DISCLAIMER: I will never own something this big... if I did... *sniffle* my parents would love me. The plot is mine though.
~First Period~
Hey, Natsume?
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What?
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What am I to you?
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Polka, this can wait after class.
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But I REALLY want to know!
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Narumi will be against to students who are passing notes during classes. And I really don't want to see that sick cupid-face of his.
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It'll only be for a while! PLEASE? PLEEEAAAAASSSSSSEEE?!
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No.
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The black, raven-haired boy returned to the pleasure of reading his newly-bought manga while disregarding Narumi's so-called "words of wisdom". But someone has launched a small, flying object… And it landed right in front of him…
Aw, come on, Natsume! What's the harm of knowing what you think of me? Come on! Like, PLEEAAAASE? If you really love me, you would tell me!
He grunted and he wrote silently.
You're my girlfriend. There. Now spread your annoying-self to other people like Ice Princess or Four-Eyes right in front of you.
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Natsume, I already know that I'm your girlfriend. I'm just wondering… what if I'm a thing or an animal or something! What would I be to you?
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Guess.
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Well, that was the most expecting thing Natsume would write. Mikan observed her classmates for a while. None appeared to be noticing them both throwing each other a paper ball.
Sumire Shouda was walloping Kokoro in the head. Kitsuneme was teasing one of the Geeky sisters. The Class Rep was pressing his finger on his mouth, pleading Hotaru to be stop shooting one of her deadly weapons at Ruka (the boy was too busy arguing to her about the blackmail to notice Natsume and the piece of paper).
Overall, anyone could lose a star for having a loud state.
She glanced at Narumi-sensei vigilantly. He was humming to himself as he tapped on the board, getting everyone's attention again.
She turned the paper over and pretended that she was jotting down the lesson on the ripped off, crumpled paper.
Am I the blue "sky" to you, Natsume?
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No. You would be unreachable.
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Am I the "sun"?
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No. You'll be gone at night. It's always lonely at night.
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Am I the "air" you breathe in? I have to be right this time!
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Wrong. That's stupid. I'm going to die because I won't breathe you out.
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Oh… Then, am I the "little bird" that sings?
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More like squawk than sing. You would be extinct because of that.
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Am I your "phone"?
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I don't have a phone, you moron.
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Am I the "butterflies" you see outside?
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I don't think you would want me to keep you in a jar.
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Am I the "manga" you're reading? That has to be it!
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The manga I'm reading always changes. I don't want you to change.
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Am I your "phone"?
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Didn't you see what I wrote a while ago? It's there at the corner of the paper.
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What IF you had a phone which is 'ME'? Think about it Natsume!
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Are you kidding me? You're going to die THOUSANDS of times because I'm going to use you for the rest of my days and I don't want to sit around and wait for you to have all the energy before I can have my time with you.
Mikan peered over her shoulder to meet those red, crimson eyes. It made her cringed in shyness. She stared back at his last message. She rolled the paper into a ball and shoved it into her pocket.
She tore another paper in her notebook.
Natsume, can't you just tell me so we could end this quickly!?
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You know, if you really love me, you would know exactly what I think of you.
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HEY! I told you something like that, YOU JERK!
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That was in the 'other' paper. This is the 'new' paper.
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Grr…
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Is that a lion or a tiger or a dog or a handicapped? I think it's a handicapped animal.
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Oh! Wait! I get it! I'm your "lion", right?
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You would be kicked out of the pride for that lousy animal sound.
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THAT'S SOO MEAN! Grr! Can't you just tell me what I am to you?
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If you'd stop scribbling the 'grr' sounds and drawing those lion faces…
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There! I stopped! I even erased them all! So, what?
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So, what?
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You said, you would tell me if I stopped putting the… "***" and the lion faces!
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"***"?
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I'm smart enough to realize that you could be tricking me into saying-ERASE
Oops! That was nothing, okay?! I just… misspelled something…
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Lying is and will be your hidden talent. And it's best to keep it hidden.
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Why do I feel like there's something insulting between those lines…?
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It's my kind of insult.
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GAAAHHH! JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF ME!?
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Just keep guessing, idiot.
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Okay! This time, I'm sure of this: Am I a "sweet-smelling candle" to you? I mean, I'll be holding you the "fire"… right?
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Why would I think of you as a candle? I don't want you to melt and die because of me, you stupid-head!
Mikan pouted and muttered incomprehensibly. Must Natsume make things so difficult?! The school bell rung. Narumi-sensei has bowed slightly and the Class B of Alice Academy increased the whole ruckus. However, to their disappointment, their next teacher has arrived instantly.
Natsume watches as Mikan quickly jotted another message. He sighed.
This second period of class would be longer… and sweeter.
There you have it!
You may leave ideas like: "Oh, can Mikan ask Natsume insert something here?"
And maybe I would come up with something nice for that... :D
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