Chapter 1: In the Beginning

Ayuzawa Misaki vigorously attended to twenty stacks (mountain stacks; approx. 36 inches each) of paperwork laid on the student council room. She had sent Yukimura Souchiro, the student council vice president home since it was already getting late. The clock was marked 6:42pm. She sighed. There was still an hour and 48 minutes left before her shift at the Maid Latté starts. So, with inhuman speed, the stack of papers were all piled, grouped, signed and checked in a neat pile in less than an hour. "Alright! Done and done," she gave a sigh of relief. After packing her things, she left the school grounds, unaware of a pair of emerald eyes watching her every move. "Unhh," she put her hand on her forehead. Her head felt like it was being compressed. The throbbing ache on her head was increasing by the second. "Kuso," she muttered.

In a flash, a pair of hands went around her waist, she felt herself being carried, in bridal style, of all things! She glanced up, her vision blurring, until all she could see was golden hair and mesmerizing emerald… Then the world went black.

Murmurs. Faint, distant murmurs, where were they coming from? Misaki struggled to wake herself. No use. She felt a bright light above her, but she couldn't open her eyes. Abruptly, the pain on her head returned. It hurts like blue blazes; she cursed and clutched her head. She knew she was screaming and cursing, but why can't she hear anything? The deafening silence only worsened the excruciating pain. Suddenly, out of the blue, she heard a voice… The only sound in the world that could make her heart skip, stop, fly and break. "MISAKI! Misaki, hold on!"

Usui quickly rushed outside the hospital room to find the doctor. "Doctor! Nurse! Hurry, please," everything seem blank to him, he felt numb."Sir, I'm sorry but you'll have to stay outside," a nurse halted him. A part of him wanted to force himself in, it took every ounce of his willpower to repel the thought. "Misaki, please…" he murmured. He sat on one of the benches lying outside Misaki's room. 'If only he had tried harder to get her to rest, especially when she had just met with an accident' he thought. "Damn, damn!" he cursed. "Not her, please," he stared off into vast emptiness.

Two Days Ago…

"Let me go!" Misaki yelled angrily. Usui chuckled. "Nope," he answered back. "Usui, someone might see us," she flushed crimson red. "So, my Kaichou wants privacy, huh?" he teased. If possible, she flushed redder. "That's not what I meant hentai uchuujin, and you know that!" she screeched. "Hai, hai, I understand…" he said as he put her down. After few minutes of recomposing herself, Misaki was back to normal. "Pervert," she muttered. Usui chuckled silently. Honestly, that girl surprises him all the time. They walked silently together, amongst couples holding hands, smiling. Misaki looked at Usui, who attracted a lot of attention, who still wasn't paying attention to the stares focused on him. Suddenly a thought crosses Misaki's mind. 'I wonder why he never gets bored of me,' she inched slowly beside him and slipped her hand into his, where they fitted perfectly. Usui was caught unprepared and surprised. A blush managed its ways into his cheeks. He turned to look at her. Her head was bowed, and he knew right away that she was blushing. He tightened his hold on her hand. Not too tight, not too loose, just right. Perfect. 'My foxy Prez,' he thought smiling. Misaki turned her head to look at him when something caught her eye. On the other side of the street, a little girl was trying to get the ball in the middle of the road. A truck is passing by, a whirl of moment, all too fast. "Misaki?! Oi, Ayuzawa," Usui cradled an unconscious Misaki in his arms. "Wake up, Ayuzawa, hang on…" Darkness.

"She's fine and stable now, but she has got to refrain from heavy and strenuous activities for the moment. She bumped her head pretty hard against the wall, I'm afraid. So far we haven't found anything yet, but sometimes, rare cases are undetected in the beginning, so to be on the safe side…" Misaki slowly opened her eyes. "Ayuzawa?" "Misaki?" "Nee-chan?" three voices cried in unison. "Mom, Suzuna," Minako and Suzuna quickly hugged her. "We worried so much, Misaki," Minako's voice wavered. "Nee-chan, please be careful," Suzuna sniffed. Misaki smiled and hugged them back. "I'm sorry, I won't do it again I promise," Usui turned to wait outside. "Usui," he stopped in his tracks. "Arigatou," He turned back to stare back at amber eyes and red cheeks.

End of flashback.

He can't imagine life without her. Before she came, his life was dull, he wasn't even sure if it was a life. 'I'll do anything, let her live…' He buried his face in his hands. He'd rather carry the world on his back and be beside her, rather than live with ease but to never see her again. The door to her room opened. The doctor and three nurses emerged, shaking their heads. "Usui-san," the doctor addressed him. He stood even though he felt like his feet could not support him; he walked though his legs were shaking. "Please, please, please, please…" he kept murmuring inside his head. "Usui-san, well… we did the best we could but she's- she's in a coma." Usui staggered. "I'm sorry…" the doctor said. 'Sorry?' Usui thought. Clenching his fists, he lifted his head, tears overflowed. The man in front of him bowed his head and walked away. "Doctor," he called, his head still staring at the ceiling, tears still flowed freely from his emerald eyes. The man turned back. "Yes?" Usui turned to face him. "Please, do everything to save her; I don't care how, just do it,"