Soooo yeah, I'll keep this short because I know most people don't read these author's notes but this was going to be a one-shot but it got kinda long so it will be at least two. As of now it won't continue because I don't have a plot besides the dance scenario but REVIEW if you want me to continue and I'll whip something up! Updates should be every couple of weeks (weekly is not going to work now).

R&R

I Do NOT own Maid-sama or any of it's characters.

The day was finally here. It was the last dance for the seniors at Seika High and Ayuzawa Misaki was going with her boyfriend, the famous perverted-outer-space-alien, Usui Takumi.

Misaki was in her room putting the final touches on her look when Usui poked his head through the window. When his emerald-green eyes fell on the beauty before him he faltered, almost falling off the window seal, but caught himself in time. He stared at her for a long time, taking in every inch of her beauty.

She was wearing a strapless, red dress that came down to mid-thigh, slightly shorter than her maid dress. It had a black belt with silver sparkles that wrapped around her waist and the bottom half of the dress hugged her, accentuating her feminine body. The top was encrusted with silver jewels that glittered in the light. Her hair was curled, the bottom half and her bangs left loose and the top pulled back with a red rose pinned in the pony-tail. Her jewelry was made up of silver earrings, a black choker with silver jewels, and she had long red gloves that came up to her elbow. Her make-up was simple except for the fiery red lipstick that made her lips look luscious, and even though she wore a pair of black pumps, Usui could still tell she was shorter than him. He cleared his throat and spoke in his normal teasing tone, the effect she had on him completely covered as he entered the room.

"Wow, Misa-chan. You look incredible."

"GAAHH! Usui! What the hell? You scared the life out of me. What are you doing? And how did you get up here? And didn't I tell you to not to call me by that n-"

Usui cut her off with a sudden kiss. Startled, Misaki could only stand there and let the perverted alien do what he does best, but before she had time to kiss back, he pulled away with a smirk on his beautiful face.

"Baka" was the only thing Misaki could manage to say. She couldn't figure out how she had not heard him get into the room. It's true she had been distracted, thinking about how she would have to kill Sakura, Suzuna, and her mom for making her wear the dress she had on, but she still should have heard him. Sakura had somehow found out Usui had asked her to the prom and then told her sister and her mom. Then they (mostly Sakura) went on a rampage about having the perfect dress and spent the next few days dragging Misaki along to different stores looking for one before finally choosing this one. Misaki glanced up at Usui and blushed. He was even more gorgeous than normal, if that's possible. (Which we know it isn't)

He wore a simple black tux with a red shirt, black tie, and a black flower in his pocket, matching Misaki perfectly, but somehow he was even more alluring than normal. Usui, being the outer-space alien he is, could tell why she was staring at him and grinned.

"Misa-chan, if you keep staring like that we'll be late to the dance."

"Wahh! I was not staring!"

"Yes you were Misa-chan, you were even drooling a little."

Misaki's demon aura exploded. "NO I WASN'T BAKA USUI!"

He chuckled then smirked. "Hai-hai! I'm going downstairs to wait with the others. Don't keep me waiting my love, I can't wait to dance with my little maid."

"Pervert" Misaki mumbled and turned away so she could hide the blush that was glued to her face. She began thinking about when he first asked her to the dance and her face started heating up even more.

Flashback

*At Maid Latte, one week earlier*

It was closing time at Maid Latte and Misaki was tired. It had been a long day for her as she had worked on finishing up the preparations for the upcoming dance and then to make it worse there was a huge crowd at the café (another cat ears day). Misaki walked into the kitchen and sat down at a table and sighed heavily, placing her arm on the table and resting her head on her hand. Usui, who was at the stove, turned around and looked at his tired little maid.

"Ayuzawa, you didn't overwork yourself did you?" He asked in a mock-grave tone.

" Of course not Baka Usui! Mmmm that smells delicious. What is it?" Misaki asked, letting her eyes close for a moment.

"It's a secret surprise cake I made for a special reason." He was teasing her and she could tell...

"What's the secret and the special reason?"

"Those are both a secret."

"Just tell me." She said, opening one eye.

"Nope." He dragged out the word and smirked.

"Tell me!" Misaki was starting to get a little annoyed.

"No." He said, ignoring the demon aura that was slowly engulfing her.

"Why not?"

Usui paused and grinned. "Because I want Misa-chan to beg me for the answer."

Misaki shot up from the table and slammed her hands on it. "Never you pervert!"

"Oh come on, I bet Misaki can't get me to show her what I made." He said in a mocking tone that made her demon flames grow, just as he planned.

"Is that a challenge Usui?" She said stepping toward him.

"Can you handle it if it is?" He said, also advancing to her.

Now they were face to face and Misaki grabbed his shirt. "You're on!"

*At Usui's Appartment, later that evening*

Usui was standing by the window looking out at the city, seemingly deep in thought, when Misaki walked in the living room. She cleared her throat to get his attention but when that didn't work she walked up to him and put her arms around him from behind and spoke.

"T-Ta-Taku...mi" She silently cursed herself for stuttering. She had developed a plan to get him to show her the secret behind the cake and stuttering was not going to help her. Or so she thought.

Startled by hearing his first name, and even more surprised at her sudden act of affection, Usui turned around in her arms and set his eyes on an even bigger shock. Right there in front of him stood Misaki, dressed in her Kitty costume from earlier that day, head to toe, even the cat ears. He would have said she won right then just for wearing her outfit, but he wanted to see just how far his little maid would go.

"Yes?" He spoke calmly as if she hadn't just given him a huge shock.

Misaki blushed under his intense gaze, his emerald orbs burning into her amber ones. She timidly placed a hand on his cheek and smiled.

"Tonight I will be your personal maid." She said. Usui's eyes widened for a split second and then he smirked.

"Oh really? Well then. My first order as you master, is for you to give me a kiss." He couldn't help himself. She was just too cute, and he wasn't trying to make this hard for her.

Misaki had to use all her self-control not to scream at him. She hid her anger with a smile while she decided on what to do and then suddenly she reached for his shirt and tugged him toward her. She stood on her tip-toes and their lips crashed into each other. Misaki put all her energy and love into the kiss while Usui just relaxed and let her lead the kiss. Her hands tangled themselves in his blonde locks and Usui wrapped his arms around her waist. Slowly He was losing his cool and eventually he broke down and a fierce battle for dominance commenced as Misaki tried to stay in control. She bit his lower lip softly and entered his mouth, and at the same time pressed herself against him. A low groan escaped his mouth and after a few minutes he pulled back, afraid he would get too carried away. They were both panting slightly but he caught his breath first.

"You are so sly Prez, but you win." was all he could say.

Misaki jumped in the air and pumped her fist in the air with joy. She had beat him! Usui just chuckled and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed the cake out of the refrigerator and set it on the table, then when she walked in he slid the cake over to her. She looked down eager to finally see what it said and when she read it, her jaw dropped. On it was written, "Will you go to the dance with me Misaki? Yes or no"

At first, Misaki was shocked, not expecting this to be the big secret, but when she looked up at Usui's face she noticed he had his head turned to the side trying to hide his nervousness and faint blush, she smiled. She walked over to a drawer and took out a knife. Then she walked back to the cake, but intentionally stood in between Usui and the cake so that he couldn't see what answer she was cutting. Even though he was pretty sure of her answer this still somehow managed to make him fidget in anticipation.

After she cut her slice she moved out the way to let him see but when he looked down both the yes and the no were cut out of the cake. Usui turned to Misaki to ask but before he could, she threw the piece of cake she cut at his face and then said, "Of course I will Baka!"

Usui smiled, wiped the cake off his face, then grabbed a handful and launched it at her. What following was an all out cake war between the outer-space-alien and the demon prez.

End of flashback

Usui had stared at Misaki's face with an amused smirk while she was having her flashback instead of going down stairs like he originally said. Deciding to wake her from her daze, he spoke:

"Hey Misa-chan, whatcha thinkin' about?"

Misaki jumped and then bushed, "N-no-nothing."

"Hmmm.. I think Prez is lying to me. But why would she lie to me unless.." Usui leans down and whispers the next part in her ear, his warm breath tickling her as he spoke, "unless Ayuzawa wants me to punish her."

Misaki's face blossomed into a red curtain. She pushed him off her and screamed.

"PERVERTED BAKA USUI!"

He smirked and then walked out the door and down to the living room, leaving her to her thoughts. Misaki took a few minutes to collect herself and calm her flushed face. The effect that alien has on me... She thought. She finally calmed down and grabbed her purse and walked downstairs to greet the others. When she walked into the living room, only Usui was there grinning from ear to ear.

Misaki chose to ignore his look and go with the safer question. "Where is everyone?"

"In the limo," he said stepping towards her. She backed up as he advanced until her back hit the wall. She looks up at him with a fiery glare. He gives her the most seductive look he has and starts to play with a piece of her hair. He kisses the strands in his hand and says, "Misaki is the most beautiful girl in the world."

Once again Misaki's blush returns and she's forced to look away from his intense gaze before she bursts into flames. He pulls away and chuckles.

"Are you ready?" He asks, as if he didn't almost give her a heart attack.

"Y-yes." She whispered. Usui's grin returned.

" Oh yeah I almost forgot! It looks like Prez is going to have to sit on my lap in the limo."

"Baka Usui, stop spewing nonsense." Misaki said, finally looking up at him only to see his smirk plastered on his face.

"But Prez, I'm not joking." He said in a slightly more serious tone-laced with something extra that she couldn't put her finger on- but the smirk on his lips stayed the same.

Misaki looked at Usui with a face of confusion, a slight fear rising in her stomach, and he continued; making smooth steps towards her, his eyes never leaving hers. He rested his hand on her cheek.

"It looks like they sent us the wrong size limo so there is not enough space for everyone to have their own seat. And because I don't mind having Ayazawa close to me, I offered to let you sit on my lap so we all can go together."

Misaki's face lit up in a fiery red blush as she listened to the words of her perverted alien, panic setting in. She opened her mouth to speak out in protest but then thought better of it. First of all if she wasn't the one to sit on someone's lap that means one of the innocent girls going with her might have to, and there was no way she was risking the boy taking that opportunity to do something perverted. She was pretty sure Usui wouldn't do anything…right? And besides, she knew that there would be no debating Usui on the matter and she would only be wasting time so she simply muttered under her breath and walked towards the hall. But of course being the outer-space- alien, Usui heard her say "Damn that pervert" and he smiled to himself as he headed for the door.

"Misa-chaan! Hurry up or we'll be late." Usui smirked as she shot him a death glare from where she stood. Misaki turned and stared at herself one last time in the mirror in the hall, trying to calm her flushed face. She knew she would have to stay strong and hope for the best. She took a deep sigh and walked to the door.

Here we go. She thought to herself as Usui closed the door behind her, smiling to himself at his girlfriend's cute determined face. Tonight is going to be great, he thought.