Disclaimer: The characters of this fic are owned by Hiro Fujiwara. I do not own any of Maid Sama's characters.
..Marry Me Misa..
Plan (One)
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Misaki entered the air port and made her way towards the screening area. She had no luggage except for her small bag so she didn't have to go through checking any baggage.
After going through security and showing her boarding pass, she boarded the plane. She walked straight to her seat. After travelling time and time again, she could guess the locations of each row of seats. All airplanes were similar. 10-B would probably be in the first cabin on the right side.
She stowed her small bag in the overhead compartment and then sat and fastened her seatbelt. She sighed; being a diplomat required travelling all over the world in order to represent and protect the interests of Japan, as well as the promotion of information and friendly relations.
Travelling every now and then was exhausting, but she loves her work. She is always offered a first class travel, but she always refuses; being the simple girl she is, she didn't mind it being a regular cabin.
When the flight is long, she would watch something on the medium seatback flat monitors.
This time, she was travelling to Sydney, Australia.
* Dear passengers, you are leaving Osaka 2 degree C, and travellong to Sydney that has a temperature of 21 degree C. please turn off your mobile devices in order not to disturb the air navigation. Please fasten your seatbelts. The lights will temporarily be switched off in preparation to take off.
For reading, switch on the reading lights above you seats
The estimated time for this flight from Osaka to Sydney is eleven hours and forty minutes. We wish you a safe flight
Thank you*
Misaki sighed again at hearing the announcement. She was tired. There is no way she would last awake for eleven hours. The passenger besides her immediately began to watch a movie on the backseat monitor after the safety instructions were done.
"Excuse me, do you intend to watch this movie 'till it ends?" Misaki asked the passenger besides her.
"Yes! And another two movies on the 'romance' list too!" the passenger answered eagerly. She seamed no more than an eighteen years old girl. She had a straight brown hair and cute eyes, so much like a cat's eyes.
Misaki smiled; three movies would take six hours to watch, which means enough time for her to sleep.
"Then can you please wake me after you finish watching the movies? Six hours are good"
"eeh… sure! What's your name? I'm Yamashita Yuriko, call me Yuri" the girl said in excitement. There was nothing exciting about knowing someone's name. Yuri was just so enthusiastic about going to Australia.
"Ayuzawa Misaki"
"Good night miss Ayuzawa!"
And so, Misaki drifted into sleep.
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"Miss Ayuzawa…. Miss Ayuzawa" Yuri wakened Misaki. She felt a bit guilty; she was lost in watching and forgot to wake Misaki. Now seven hours had elapsed.
Misaki opened her eyes slowly. She woke up with a stiff neck, but she was relieved she regained her energy; she slept well.
"I'm sorry. Lunch was served four hours ago, you seemed tired so I didn't wake you, but you must have dinner" Yuri said, carrying a tray. "I choose from the list for you, is that okay or should I call for the flight attendant?"
"It's totally fine" misaki smiled as she extended her seat's tray table. Braised minced chicken in soy sauce on steamed rice along with fresh salad were laid in front of her.
'Itadakimas!' the eighteen year old said as she dug into her food.
"Ayuzawa-san, are you in a relationship?"
The question cought Misaki off guard. She almost choked with her food.
"Eh?"
"You are wearing a scarf that doesn't match your suit. I thought it is a gift or something" Yuri said innocently.
Misaki would've considered it a rude way to criticize her style if it wasn't true. The scarf was a gift Usui gave her on her birthday. She rarely took it off. She felt lonely on her travels and it somehow made her feel Usui's presence.
"Yes, I have a lover" a sincere smile appeared on Misaki's face. having Usui in her life is the most thing she was grateful for.
"Eh? Really… really… really? Tell me about him!" Yuri exclaimed, she almost jumped if her seatbelt didn't obstruct her.
Misaki blinked twice, surprised by the sudden action.
Yuri suddenly calmed and said:"I'm sorry. Watching all that romance must have affected me. I didn't mean to intrude"
"It's okay. I'll tell you. Let's finish our meals first"
"Okay!" Yuri bucked up. Waiting eagerly for the meal to end, but she couldn't stay silent so she said:" My dream guy is blonde, and has green eyes"
Misaki listened attentively; the description matched her Takumi.
"I want him to treat me gently, a good cooker and an athlete. I want him to be daring. The shy type is okay, but the confident attracts me more" the girl continued talking, daydreaming.
She turned to misaki and spoke with fervor:" you know? This description is not pure fantasy. Well, maybe a good cooker is my imagination, but everything else is the attributes of a guy I saw in the airport!"
Misaki was amazed at how Yuri's description of the ideal guy matched Usui. Did Usui board this airplane?
Misaki dismissed the idea. Takumi is in Britain currently. Yuri must have seen someone else. Misaki listened to every word the girl said. She reminded her of her high school days and how her friend Sakura would rave endlessly about Kuga; her ideal guy.
The flight attendant began pouring tea and coffee for the passengers, indicating the end of the meal.
Yuri looked at Misaki expectantly. Misaki got the hint and began to talk.
'We met back in high school, he is a very confident, yet gentle guy" a genuine smile appeared on Misaki's face.
"Eehh! You knew him for that long?! He must be very thoughtful" Yuri commented, completely drawn to the chat.
"Hmm… yeah, but not always; he's a perverted outer space alien" Misaki said, giggling at the name she gave him years ago.
Although what Misaki said seemed like an insult, Yuri discerned from Misaki's smile that it wasn't a bad thing.
"How did he confess to you? Or did you confess to him? And when?"
Misake reminisced as she said:"In one of the school festivals. Ironically we were cosplaying Romeo and Juliet. Hmm… he's the one who confessed to me"
"And what was your answer?"
Misaki laughed and said:"I hate you"
"Eeeeh!" Yuri shouted, attracting the attention of the passengers.
Yuri felt awkward due to the glances that were directed at her and his her face by a news paper, and then asked:"what kind of response is that?!"
"I don't know…" misaki answered shortly. Back then, her teenager's ego was taking control.
"So should I deduct that he kept trying?" Yuri asked, engrossed in the story.
"He was stalking me. Is that considered trying?" Misaki asked. The memories warmed her heart. Every word she said seemed so special to her.
"Yes! By all means! "
"Does that mean you want a stalker?"
"Eh? No! But you said it happily so I figured his stalking was the good type of stalking" Yuri answered sheepishly.
"How does he look like?"
"He's half Japanese so he has emerald eyes. I don't mean to steal your dream guy's imagination but he's blonde too, and an athlete"
"Eeeh? You're joking, right?" Yuri uttered in disbelief.
"I'm not" Misaki didn't know why or how, but she was talking proudly as if she won an unexpected prize. Having Usui is so much confident to her.
"Then he must have been popular in school! Does that mean you were the cruel girl that snatched the most popular guy and all the girls hated you?"
Misaki's pride shattered. She said, defeated:" Now that you phrase it that way….. Yeah"
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to say you are cruel, but that's the name that sticks to the girl who gets the most popular guy"
"It's okay; I knew you meant no harm"
Yuri continued questioning Misaki, and the more Misaki answered, the more she felt how lucky she was. Eleven hours had elapsed, only forty minutes were left for landing. That's when Misaki decided to end her talk about Usui
"Takumi teased me all the time. I always rejected him. I felt bad for that. I never meant to reject him. He is always there for me, appearing on the right time to save me and help me when I need him. He is a reckless guy till this very day, but he is very cautious and caring for me. I believe he is the happiest thing ever happened to me. I wouldn't replace him for the world"
Yuri nearly melted on her seat. All these romance movies and hearing someone's actual romance was too much for her. More than anything, she wanted to see this Takumi and cheer for him.
"I cheer for you two from the deepest of my heart"
"Thank you. I wish you find your right guy soon. You're a nice girl"
The lights were turned off, indicating it was the time for landing.
*Dear passenger of the seat number 10-B. please stand up between the rows. If the passenger of the seat number 10-B is sleeping, we need the passengers around him to cooperate with us and wake him.
We also need you to open the reading lights above your seats in order for the passenger to see where he stands. I repeat. Passenger of the seat 10-B, please stand up between the rows. Thank you*
Misaki, the one sitting on the seat 10-B was puzzled. What was that about?
She stood and complied with the announced orders. There wasn't enough light to see any further than the seat and the floor; no one could see Misaki's face obviously as she stood.
The big flat screen on the cabin was operated. A text was showed at it.
'There's a severe turbulence ahead of us.
Please fasten your seatbelts
In fact, it might be a storm
Do not panic
We took the necessary precautions
Only the passenger of the seat 10-B can help calm the storm
Yes, a human can calm a storm
Because it's not a weather storm
It's a love storm
Misaki blinked twice, what was happening? Why her? What would she do? Did they mistake her seat number for another one? A love storm?
Everyone started to gossip. No one panicked. 'Love storm' phrase reassured them all.
A familiar voice began to talk through the announcement.
*You rocked my world and held it still.
You froze my heart and made it warm.
You broke my cool and kept it safe
You made me love your recklessness, you made me love your clumsiness, you made me love your food, and you made me an alien.
I look back at all what you made me do. 'I am' what you made me do.
You made me a lover when I thought loving was a dream. You made me a stalker when I thought stalking was a crime. You made me a psycho when I thought I am sane.
I look at what I am. I look at the storm in my heart.
Only you can calm it, because only you I can love.
10-B… no, Ayuzawa Misaki, will you marry me?*
The lights were turned on, and a certain blonde guy emerged from the 1st class cabin, holding an opened ring box and making his way towards Misaki.
Misaki's legs wobbled, and she collapsed. Usui rushed to her.
"Are you okay?"
Usui cupped his hands round her cheeks worriedly. Misaki looked at him with tearful eyes, and said:
"You can't attack me with a storm and expect me to be able to stand" she smiled as she was confident the whole cabin could hear her heartbeats.
Usui chuckled, embraced her, and said: "You are the happiest thing ever happened to me. I wouldn't replace you to the world"
Breaking the embrace, he looked at her eyes, and said: "cruel as usual, are you going to make me say it twice? Will you marry me?"
Misaki chuckled happily and said:" yes! Yes I will!"
Usui's blush became obvious. They were in the air but he thought he was flying higher due to the happiness he felt. He her hand and got a ring on her finger.
Everyone started clapping and cheering. Misaki's face turned into a ripened tomato; she utterly forgot people's presence when she heard Usui's voice through the announcement.
Misaki's head was tilted down. She grasped Usui's shirt tight, squeezing it, and said:"I… love you and all… but… but…"
Usui was amused by her cuteness. He said:"yes yes I know. You can't move due to embarrassment. Well, in that case…"
He picked her up swiftly.
"put me down!" she resisted, embarrassed even further.
"hai hai , you better hide your face in my shirt, and your representation will have to wait" usui said as he continued making his way towards the first class cabin, with Misaki between his arms.
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"Miss! Are you okay? Miss!" the flight attendant tried to wake a brown haired, eighteen years old girl who seemed unconscious. The young girl just witnessed a proposal of her dreams guy, which was too sweet to handle.
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A/N: Okay I hope reading this was as fun as I felt while writing it.
You can suggest any location or condition and I'll try to write a proposal about it. The proposals will vary from simple to fancy according to the location.
Thank you for reading and reviews are appreciated.
