My Achilles' heel

I was crying.

I was crying my eyes out.

It didn't even occur to me how I reached my room so fast. But then again, when that word left Natsume's mouth, all I wanted was to get out of there. I didn't even care if someone saw me or if I touched a trigger that sent all the teachers swarming the hallways in seconds.

Get the hell out of here, you whore.

Those words just kept repeating in my head over and over again as if it wasn't enough that I heard it one time from the one man I least expect it from.

I should really stop crying. I told myself but it still fell on deaf ears.

My pillow was already wet and I was sure some hours had already passed since I started.

I won't even be coming to school tomorrow.

Who would? With my eyes surely swollen and beet red, Hotaru will surely know who caused this and won't be at all happy. Hotaru cares for me deep, deep down and even if she is very violent towards me, she wouldn't take it lightly if someone hurt me other than her. For Hotaru, love really does hurts but I would still gladly be the receiving end of it.

I breathed deeply at least Hotaru got me out of my current state even for only a moment.

But my tears started flowing nonstop once again as I heard the voice of the person that made me use much of my tears glands and I think even my saliva glands as well and called out to me with the least manners ever.

"Oi polka-dotted panty girl…"


I sighed heavily as I looked at the ceiling for the hundredth or was it thousandth times already? Well, it really doesn't matter because what matters most is my current predicament.

You see, I can't sleep.

No matter how hard I tried for the past couple of hours, I just couldn't.

I knew the reason.

It was because of one stupid girl who decided to quit my life only to come a day later and made me go through hell.

At least, even after all the killings I've done, I still can sleep very well at night; given a few nightmares here and there.

And yes, there maybe times I can't sleep but usually after an hour or so, I would since well, I was pretty used to it anyway.

But this is just ridiculous! I didn't even kill her or harm her in anyway possible.

Oh wait, I did hurt her heart but I was used to breaking hearts all the time.

Except hers, the very freaky voice said as it once again popped in my head.

I growled frustratingly.

What do you know?

A lot of things actually, the voice in my head paused for a moment before continuing. For one, you are not going to get any sleep until you apologize to her, and secondly, you're going to drag yourself to her room after less than five minutes of talking to me AKA the freaky voice in your head.

I honestly wanted to kill that freaky voice in my head.

You're damn lucky you don't have any physical form. I thought, infuriatingly.

I know. The freaky voice said smugly. So now go to her and make things less wrong.

Aren't you suppose to say make things right? I though, confused.

Well, The voice started. I have a feeling you can't make things right so I have to settle for the next best.

I swear in heaven or hell that when I die, I thought furiously even though it was next to impossible. I'm going to find and torture you to pieces.

Whatever you say, Natsume. The voice said and I could swear if he had eyes, he would be rolling them by now. Now get your sorry ass moving before it's too late! And don't forget her shirt and bra! The voice reminded.

I blushed hotly as I stared at my desk where her clothes were placed.

I walked towards my desk and gulping inwardly, placed her bra inside her shirt.

I began my dreaded walk to her room without any difficulties since I gave the freaky voice in my head the much deserved silent treatment. I was very careful in walking since if I ever set foot on any of the laser-like alarms, I would be in big trouble and I really didn't need to be in big trouble right now. I was already in one.

I finally reached Mikan's room and saw the door was partially open.

My guilt tripled as I heard her muffled cries.

I suddenly wanted to fight Anti-Alice organizations for the rest of my life which I probably would than deal with this right now.

But I finally found my courage as I heard her cries died down and so, as a guy, I was very uncomfortable when women cry and I did what any normal guy would do in a situation like this or so that's what I think.

"Oi polka-dotted panty girl…" I called out.

I cringe as I heard her cry once again.

That wasn't what I expected.

I wanted her to be angry.

It was so much easier to handle her if she was angry.

But even after a few moments, she was still crying and it was already annoying me to hell and fact, making me guiltier by the minute too.

I sat down next to her and reluctantly touched her but I regretted it the moment I did.

"DON'T TOUCH ME YOU INSOLENT, INSENSITIVE PIG HEADED JERK!" She shouted so loudly that I was sure I would be half-deaf or already deaf when I get out of her room.

I glared at her just as furiously.


"YOU JUST DID, MORON!" She pointed out angrily as she sat up, brushing the tears away and matched my glare.

Even if she was right about that one, my glare never wavered.

It was after a few moments of wanted silence when I decided to speak again.

"I don't even know why I even bothered coming here." I muttered crossly as I stood up. "This is a clear mistake."

I turned to leave but her voiced stopped me.

"Why?" she asked softly but then it got colder. "Did you grow a conscience?"

I turned around and look irately at her.

"For a person who's supposed to be nice, you have a good way of showing it." I shot back.

She ignored my insult as her eyes started to water again.

I was not to be blamed for murder if I ever saw the voice in my head.

"Why do you keep on playing with my feelings, Natsume?" her voice started to crack. "I can't stand this anymore. One minute you're cold and the next you're hot, make up your mind already!"

I stared at her, shocked.

"I-I never played with your feelings." I stuttered.

She looked at me with eyes still brimming with tears and then let out an almost cruel laugh.

"Really? Could've fooled me." She said sarcastically as she started brushing away the tears again.

My anger once again got the better of me.

Here I was apologizing, or trying to do it anyway and all she was doing was have some kind of crazy mood swings and laugh at me.

"I don't know what's up with you," I said harshly as my eyes turned cold. "But I take back what I said. (Translation: that's the closest thing you'll ever get to an apology)."

She seemed shocked but I didn't even want to care.

I just want get out of here.

And so that's what I did, or tried to anyway, when once again Mikan stopped me, turned me around and hugged me.

I was too stunned to speak.

"I knew hic you cahicred for me ehicven a little bit." She said, barely understandable through hiccups. "I'm so sohicrry for all the things I hic have done."

I was still not doing anything when I felt my shirt become wet.

I flinched.

"Oh for the love of God woman! Would you stop crying?" I asked, very irritated. "And get rid of your damn mood swings!"

I heard her laugh a little before she pulled me to the bed and we sat down there.

She laid her head on my shoulder which made me blush a good shade of red.

"You know Natsume, even though you're a cold, insolent, stupid, pig-"

I narrowed my eyes.

"Haven't we already established that before?" I cut her off.

She laugh lightly again.

"Err sorry about that, it's just that I have proven once again that you're still a good person, deep, deep, deep, down." She said, giving emphasis to the word 'deep'.

"You don't have to go that deep." I muttered in annoyance. "This was your entire fault anyway."

"What? This is so not my fault!" She said, with widened eyes as she looked at me. "It's your fault since you didn't even give us a hand on making the haunted house!"

I rolled my eyes.

"And so what? That still doesn't excuse your behavior these past few days."

She glared at me for a moment and then sighed.

"Well it all began…" she started and then told me the things she had done just to get revenge on me, the way she tried to find my seemingly nonexistent weakness, the way she used my best friend and Kokoroyomi-kun to read my mind and then how it all backfired and ended in a way she never wanted nor expected. When she had finished her story-telling, she fell asleep as soon as she was done. I wasn't even given a chance to be mad on how I was manipulated but then again it was partly my fault but then again there's always tomorrow.

I carefully laid her on the bed and then let myself look at her for a while. Her eyes seemed tired even if it was already closed but other than the streaks of dried tears in her face, she still looked beautiful to me. She was someone who somehow worked her way under my skin and managed to become one of the most important people in my life. This is also the reason why I always try to push her away, because I knew she had no place in the darkness I live in. I was so afraid that when she wants out, the last light in my darkness would be gone and I would be lost forever. But it was too late, she was still stubbornly here and for the first time in my life, I was glad she didn't leave.

I let a smile appear on my face and kissed her sleeping like a rock figure lightly on the forehead.

"Silly girl," I whispered, shaking my head when I remembered her plans in finding out my so-called weakness. "You should know that you're going to be the death of me someday."

I gaze at her sadly, knowing how true my words sounded.

Because sooner or later, they're going to find out and they would take you away from me…



EyesOnKay: Whew! Finally! My first real fic is FINISHED! I'm so happy you guys adored this story and hopefully I would be able to finish my other stories as well! Thanks yet again for all the support guys! Your reviews mean the world too me, one of the two reasons I write fics (: I love you guys so much and I really do hope you like this last chap even though it wasn't as intense as I assumed you expected it to be! I'm reserving the drama for Choices coz' trust me, that has many twist and turns so stay tuned for the next chapters while Picture Perfect even if it's plot seem cliché, you'll find it very diff from other stories (I hope)! Anyway, thanks again! Love ya guys! Take care always!