Tuesday, October 17, 2006

if only real life were like animes and animes were like fan fics

It took all her courage to finally make the decision of coming back to the academy. She somehow thought that he needed to know and feel how she really felt. Since she was fourteen, she couldn’t help but hide her feelings for him and act like everything was still okay. She ventured into a relationship, thinking that what she had with him was just an infatuation but… still, the feeling remained. She even knew she loved him now, not as someone superior or respected -but as a woman would love a man. Their memories made her blush like the schoolgirl she was.



The classes in the elementary division were probably over now, Mikan thought, as her head kept glancing back and forth to confirm the time from the wall clock. Looking around and saw that no one was really around, she sneaked her hand inside her purse and took a small round yellow orb and held it across her face. Giving it a firm squeeze, she said, "Check!"



The smiley ball's eyes blinked twice and announced: "Analyzing Mikan Sakura. Currently, there are: no blemishes, no left over food in teeth, no loose strand of hair. Physical appearances ninety-nine point nine percent good! Body system: Warning! Heart is severely palpitating! See doctor quickly!"



Mikan stuffed the ball back inside her bag and rolled her eyes. "Ninety-nine percent good? Gods, Hotaru…"



Mister Smiley Ball was Hotaru's latest invention specially made for Mikan. Mikan actually just asked her best friend how she looked one afternoon and knowing the genius mechanical inventor, Hotaru gave her the ball that assessed a person's condition inside and out. Surely, the ball was accurate but Mikan was smart enough to follow the smiley's advice to see a doctor.



She wasn’t dying, she knew it. She was just too nervous to see him.



"Mikan, is that you?" an effeminate but deepened voice she thought she remembered too well asked from behind.



Mikan whiffed her head to the side and grinned with delight. She hopped off the couch and turned to him. "Narumi-sensei…!" Before the man could reply, she flung herself on his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Narumi-sensei… I've missed you!"



Narumi was speechless. Not only was he surprised to see her, but he was too surprised to see her.



He put his hands on her back to accept her friendly hug, tangling his fingers against the long tresses of silky hair. As she pressed her close, for a second he forgot the student she had been and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of her sweet perfume.



Was this woman Mikan Sakura?





excerpt from Goshikku Seirei's Gakuen Alice fanfic, Foget Me Not



Seirei, Goshikku. Reunion with Butterflies. 2006. 17 Oct 2006. <http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2879052/1/>



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