A note for the readers: This is technically my second fanfic pivoting around Kaichou wa maid sama. I hope you like it =) please review. The more reviews I get, the more compelled will I be to continue working on this fanfic ! ;)
*waiting keenly for your feedbacks
~LeaaM96 ;)
Prologue
Usui takumi sat, in the airport waiting lounge, fidgeting; he was sweating bullets. He had fallen victim to an anguishing pain that refused to leave, and with every passing second it increased. His heart was breaking; he could feel it shattering into pieces, no bits… How easily had the words flown out of his mouth, yet what ever their pace had been, they had stabbed him deeply, and had caused him unreserved pain, a pain which can not be put into words. After the passing of seventeen years had he finally found his other half; someone who completed him so perfectly; someone who he thought about every single minute, no second of his eternally doomed life.
What had he done?
What had he done to deserve such torment… to be liable of such suffering? What prodigal blunder had he made to be worthy of such distress? He couldn't stop reminiscing over what had happened. He hated himself, he hated himself for what he had done, and what fresh wounds had he cast on the girl he so irrevocably loved… she'll move on he thought to himself, she's young, adamant, and beautiful, she'll definitely find someone else; someone better, someone loyal, and unlike me, someone who'll actually protect her, watch over her, and be there for her; someone who won't make false promises… someone who isn't me, no definitely not me... and I won't stop her. I wouldn't be able to anyway. Not after what I have done... I'll never forgive myself…
Tears welled up in his emerald green eyes; he had never felt so ashamed of himself, so utterly guilty, so helpless and most importantly … so weak. He fought back the tears, and seized them from falling, he was Usui Takumi, and he was about to own a business, he couldn't portray signs of weakness, he couldn't let the tears fall, and he didn't let them fall…
He had been offered a private jet to return to England, yet he had refused. He feared that being alone, and devoid of any company, he may not be able to hold himself, and might eventually give in to the feeling that was killing him internally. He felt so shallow, the emptiness that had paved its way through was wrecking him inside, he was falling into shambles, and nobody but her, that certain someone on whom he had unwittingly inflicted such agony, only she could make him feel better, only she was meant to fill in that hollow, and nobody else, nobody else in the entire world…
When I hurt you, I'm actually hurting myself; when ever I cause you pain, I die inside … I'm sorry Ayuzawa, I'm so sorry …