A/N: You guys can kill me now for not updating for so long. I'm sorryyy! I dedicate this chapter to the readers who've read this story and waited for an update. You guys are the best.

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XX,

Alyx Hawthorne

If I'm Not In Love

Why in dreams do I surrender

Like a little baby?

Someone help explain this feeling,

Someone tell me

If I'm Not in Love with You

Chapter Two: Of Bouquets and Balled-Fists

"Please accept my gift for you, Sakura Mikan." Andou Tsubasa said, his eyes twinkling from merriment and admiration.

Hotaru felt her eye brows rose. Ruka felt his eyes wander and settle upon Natsume. Natsume felt his right hand clench into a ball of fist. Koko felt awkward sitting beside Mikan. And Mikan felt uncertain, doubtful.

"M–me?" She stuttered, pointing her index finger on her chest.

Andou smiled.

"As far as I know, there is only one Sakura Mikan in the whole Alice University. A very beautiful one, at that," He said sheepishly, pocketing his left hand.

"But–but how? I mean why?" Mikan asked in confusion, tilting her head sideways in a way that Andou found cute. And Natsume found it cute, too, plus charming.

Everyone are all ears to what was happening in front of them. They felt like they are watching a romantic scene in a movie!

Andou chuckled.

"Why else would a guy give a girl, whom is neither his friend nor classmate, a bouquet? Why would he waste his time visiting a different department just to visit and see the girl?" Andou explained, his warm smile melts other girls' hearts.

Mikan's hazel eyes wandered on Andou's face then looked from the bouquet and back to Andou again. And her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Unless I'm mistaken, are you really saying that you like me, Tsubasa-senapai?" Mikan asked, narrowing her eyes in confusion.

Andou shook his head, laughing quietly.

"You are so adorable, Sakura Mikan. I was really right," He said.

"Wh–what are you saying, senpai?"

Suddenly, Andou bent on his right knee and grasped Mikan's right hand.

"I like you, Sakura. I like you so much. You may not have noticed it but I was always there at your training at the Fencing Club, watching you parry. You're a good one, you know, and I think Sabre suits you more. We could work on that because I also fence. I was also watching all the plays and performances of the school you joined in. I also watched you teach the students from Elementary division, especially how you took a liking on that Youichi Hijiri," Andou said.

Mikan's eyes widen and thought.

'Oh my god! He's a creepy stalker!'

Andou understood the shocked expression on Mikan's face, and quickly explained himself.

"Hey, it may sound like I'm a stalker but don't worry, I don't know where you live nor your favorite food nor the wallpaper color in your room. I am not that kind of creepy stalker, okay? I liked you ever since I saw you in that Snow White play where you acted as the prince back in your senior year in high school. I've just been waiting for you to enter college so that it will not be awkward for me to court you. So, please don't be afraid, and accept my gift for you," He said, holding the bouquet on his left, Mikan's hand on his right.

Everyone gasped and murmured.

"Did you hear that? Tsubasa-sama likes Sakura Mikan!" A classmate mumbled.

"Aww, that's so sweet!"

"Don't you think they'll look like a cute couple? Mikan-san is really pretty and smart and Tsuabasa-sama is so hot and smart, too!" Another classmate said.

"But don't you think Mikan-san is better off with Hyuuga-sama?"

"Yeah, I think so too."

"But Hyuuga-san and Sakura-san do not like each other. So, I guess, Sakura-san and Tsubasa-senpai, it is!"

And the whispers and murmurs continued.

But some of them cheered and whistles.

"Go for it, Mikan-san!"

"Accept his gift!"

"Go on a date with him!"

They cheered continuously.

Natsume doesn't know why he was feeling some kind of a tug in his chest. That familiar tug he felt two years ago, when Sakura said affectionate words to him and he brushed her off. He does not understand either why he balled his fist. He also does not understand why he wants to break all the bones of the person who is holding Sakura's hand.

Natsume closed his eyes because of the sudden emotions rampaging inside him. He had never felt this way before! God, what's wrong with him?

He was really fine whenever he saw guys swarming around Sakura because he knew, deep down, Sakura doesn't like any of them. In fact, he had never seen Sakura hold hands with any other guys! So why is she now blushing like she has a high fever? Why is she biting her lower lip in confusion (and in a cute way)? And why is she letting him hold her hand?

Damn, he does not understand why he questions himself like this! Tch. As if he really cares.

But all he wants at the moment is for that guy to disappear and he would talk to Sakura.

'About what?' His annoying mind asked him.

And Natsume's irritation tripled.

Mikan, on the other hand, was blushing madly of shyness from the attention she's getting from Andou and from the class.

"Darn it," Natsume muttered.

"I–I don't know what to say. Thank you, senpai. Thank you for this," Mikan said, smiling at him, holding the large bouquet in her arm, not realizing that her seatmate's, Kokoroyome, face was buried on it because it was so large.

"I'm glad you accepted it. Thank you, Sakura," Before he got up, he whispered something to Mikan that made her blush even more. Then she noddedmeekly.

Everyone saw it.

"Double darn it," Natsume said in a low, ominous tone.

Andou stood up and smiled.

"Sorry for disturbing, Narumi-sensei. Thank you, too!" Andou said to Narumi.

"Oh no! No, no! It's really okay, Andou! I was really hoping for some kind of scenes like this for a long time to spice up the Valentine of these teenagers. Thank you," He said, clapping his hands together dreamily.

He turned to Mikan again.

"Thank you again, Sakura." Before he walked out, he kissed the back of Mikan's hand and looked at her solemnly, his beautiful midnight blue eyes shining in a way tha made everyone though he knew a secret they do not know.

He left, leaving a wide-eyed Mikan, a very irritated Natsume who does not understand why he suddenly questions himself about his relationship with Sakura, a Hotaru with her usual blank expression, a worried Ruka who kept glancing at Natsume, a still-awkward Koko whose face was buried on the large bouquet, and a gossip for the whole year.

To Be Continued

A/N: Chapter two's done, finally! I think it's short, ne? Too short for my own good. Oh gods, sorry! I promise I'll make it up on the following chapters! So how was it? Was it good or what? I was, you know, kind of out of ideas. Don't hesitate to tell me whatever is in your pretty little mind! Any suggestions or ideas are most liked! And yes, I appreciate Reviews more than I appreciate hot chocolate (with extra mallows) on cold days.

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Alyx Hawthorne