This story is dedicated to my amazing friend Karena, we have our problems, we have our differences, but I love her more than anything. So, to the girl who has stuck by me all these years, I give you the best gift I can, a story. I love you Kare xx

England Baby

Let's Go To England

Finishing up her shift at Maid Latte, Misaki dusted her hands off on her apron and stole a look out at the floor. There weren't many customers at the moment, and where there was, they were few and far between and scattered around the room, eating at separate tables. With an eyebrow arched, Misaki shook her head and disappeared behind the curtain, going into the locker room. She slipped out of her maid uniform and into her frayed denim shorts, a light blue blouse and a black cardigan, letting her hair down; even though it was night it was warm out and a pair of shorts worked no trouble. She poked her head around the kitchen door on the way out and smiled at Usui who was flipping an omelette.

"Hey," She said, making her way to stand beside him, peering over his shoulder as he cooked, her hands gripping both shoulders lightly. "You're off now right? Why are you still cooking?"

"I thought you would be hungry, you worked a double shift all day today," He smiled back, turning his head to kiss her cheek. A splash of pink danced across her cheeks, not like the bright red that used to appear anytime he got near her but still there all same. She moved away to grab the kitchen stool, returning to place it on the ground below where he'd cleared a space on the bench and placed a plain white square plate. She watched as he slid the omelette onto the plate and handed her a knife and fork. "Dig in," He gestured towards the plate and leaned back against the kitchen bench, watching as she cut into a slice of omelette and bit into it. A grin split across her face and she bit into another slice.

"How on earth is this better than it was yesterday?" She asked, swallowing what she had in her mouth and starting for another chunk.

"Maybe it's because you were watching me finish it," He mused, biting off her fork a sliver of omelette that had been aimed at her mouth, not his. She whacked his arm lightly and held back a smile. "Don't be greedy," He teased as she finished off the last of the omelette. She grabbed the plate and stood up, going over to wash it and her utensils. After she dried them, she put them away and turned back to Usui.

"Shall we head home?" She suggested as he took off his apron and hung it on one of the hooks in the corner of the room. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and gave her arm a little squeeze.

"Yeah, let's go home."

~o~

Sticking the key in the lock, Usui opened the door and let Misaki in before him, holding open the door for her.

"Thanks," She smiled, heading into their house. She flicked the lights on, lighting up parts of the house that the darkness just could not illuminate, and headed into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. As she passed the oven, she read the glowing numbers and took a sip of her water. 7:30pm. "There's fried rice from last night in the fridge right?" Misaki called out to Usui who was off somewhere down the hall.

"Yup," He called back, and she raised her eyebrows, wondering where he was. It sounded like he was upstairs. She left the fried rice and made her way down the hall and up the staircase, heading down the hall to Usui's study. He was typing away on his computer, his glasses on, his screen getting overrun by codes and messages from business people. She walked over to him, her arms wrapping around his neck, her chin resting on his head, narrowing her eyes at everything he wrote.

"Are you working for the Walker compay again?" She asked, an undercurrent of irritation in her tone. She'd never much liked anything about his family and their work.

"You sound annoyed," He guessed, hitting the nail on the head as Misaki shrugged.

"I just think you're overworking yourself somewhat. I mean, you worked the double shifts with me and then came right back and started working for a company that isn't your responsibility," She took her arms away from his neck and rubbed her face tiredly as he closed his laptop and turned in his black office chair. He stood and wrapped his arms around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. She hugged him back without a second thought and sighed into his shoulder. "I know I can't stop you from doing what you need to do, but at least come down for dinner. I need you for myself sometimes too y'know,"

"I know. And I'm sorry I get so caught up in the company sometimes, I just worry what my Grandfather and Gerald will do to me if I don't do my part,"

"It's okay. I'm just a little jealous, that's all," She smiled softly, pulling back to give him a passionate little kiss. He grabbed her hand and rubbed circles into her palm with his thumb.

"It's great to know that nowadays, you accept you're jealous when people take me away," He teased light heartedly. She rolled her eyes.

"Don't get too used to it." The two left the office and headed back downstairs, Misaki heading to the fridge to grab the leftover fried rice from the night before so that she could heat it up. As she waited patietly in front of the microwave, Usui set the table with two bowls and two spoons, one each. As the microwave beeped in protest, Misaki popped the door open and took out the plate of rice, setting the small mound of rice and its plate in the middle of the table. They sat down on the wooden seats facing each other and one by one took turns at scraping their desired amount of rice into their bowls. "So- what were you working on up there?" Misaki asked, taking a spoon full of rice into her mouth, watching him intently.

"The administrative expenses. It was something Gerald was meant to do, but apparently wooing any lady that walked by was more important." He rolled his eyes at the thought of his older half-brother and Misaki laughed.

"Isn't that what you do with me? Don't go blaming Gerald now,"

"I thought you hated him," Usui raised his eyebrows at her as she grinned.

"More than anything."

"That's my girl," He smile over his spoon as his pocket started vibrating. Or rather, his phone started to vibrate. He looked over at Misaki and dug his phone out of his pocket, a frown knitting over his features as he flicked the screen up. He walked over to Misaki and kissed her forehead. "I'll be right back." She listened closely as he started to talk but his voice was cut off by the walls. She pondered who he was talking too, what they were talking about, what consequences could occur. She finished her share of rice and looked over at his empty bowl, rinsing them both in the sink before drying them and putting them away in the cupboards, starting on the few other dishes that had piled up from last night. By the time she was on the last plate, Usui had returned and was sitting at the table, his head in his hands, his fingers fanning over his eyes. She put away the plate hurriedly and brought her chair as close to his as she could, sitting beside him and grabbing one of his hands in her own, squeezing it lightly.

"Takumi?" She breathed quietly. She knew he was distressed, she knew something was wrong. He suddenly brought her close and wrapped his arms around her again, his forehead pressed into her shoulder, his eyes watching the floor. "Takumi, what's wrong?" She mumbled into his golden hair.

"I don't want to tell you," He whispered. This was very out of his character, and he was starting to scare her a little. Not that she'd ever let that show. She pressed her hands against each of his cheeks and raised his face so that he had no choice but to look into her eyes.

"Tell me," She said sternly, her eyes set hard and blazing. He couldn't bear to keep secrets from her and with that look, he knew he had to tell her.

"That was my Grandfather. Gerald he- he got in an accident and he's in the hospital," Misaki let out a little gasp. "He won't be able to work for the next four years because of the extent of the injuries which means that they need another Walker to take his place while he's recovering,"

"B-but you're the only Walker...," She trailed off and then stood up suddenly, storming up the stairs before he could say anything.

"Misaki!" He chased after her and caught her arm as she passed the last step on the staircase.

"Just leave me alone!" She cried, twisting out of his grasp and slamming their bedroom door shut behind her. He stood in shock as the locked clicked over and then reality settled in him. He walked calmly over to the door and rapped his knuckles softly on the piece of painted wood that separated them.

"Misa," He called pleadingly through the door. "Can we just talk about it? Please baby." He heard her sniffle and he could just imagine the tears streaming down her face. Oh how badly he wanted to go in there and comfort her. But she'd pushed him away, blocked him out. Mentally, he cursed Gerald for being so reckless.

"Just go away, go to England. Go!" She sounded hoarse and the anger was burning up in both of them. He didn't want to fight with her.

"Come with me,"

"As if they'd accept me there! I'm not enough of a lady for you and your people!"

"That is not true," He hissed, trying uselessly to control his temper. But in all honesty, it wasn't meant to be aimed at her, it was meant to be aimed at his Grandfather and Gerald, the ones who didn't know beauty when it slapped them in the face. And that was something Misaki had actually done the last time they'd been in England.

"Isn't it? Because that's certainly what I got when your Grandfather lectured me for three hours just on my appearance. And don't even get me started on how he reacted when I slapped him last time!"

"Well, did you have to slap him?"

"He deserved it and you know it!" She went silent and he heard as she flopped down on their bed.

"Misa, let me in," He said quietly. She didn't answer. "I will break this door down if I have to," He waited a moment and finally she unlocked the door and let it hang open between them. For a moment, they just stared at each other and then he held his arms out. Tears spilled from her eyes in a constant stream and she ran toward him, her arms pushing his frame against her's lightly.

"I don't want you to go," She whispered, her voice cracking. It was a rare sight to see her cry and he hated to be the reason she was crying in the present moment. "I-I want to come with you." She murmured. Suddenly, a pang of regret rushed through him. She wasn't the kind of girl that put up with the people that hated her, nor was she the kind of girl that would let herself live in a world that gave her everything and no oppourtunity to live for herself, but she'd do it all for him in a heartbeat. He didn't want her to feel pressured.

"You're sure that you can leave everything in an instant and come with me? You hate that place more than I do and it's very blatant. " She didn't hesitate in her reply, her eyes meeting his. She nodded firmly.

"I'm coming with you, whether you like it or not," He gave her a soft smile and pecked her lips gently.

"I'm sorry for scaring you,"

"And I'm sorry for yelling." She wiped her eyes and gave him a smile. A broken smile with those tear stained cheeks and frozen eyes, a smile that shattered his entirety.

"Let's sleep, yeah?" He slipped his tee-shirt over his head as Misaki changed into her nightgown and the two hopped into their bed. She went to turn away from him and sleep on her side with her back to him but instead he slipped his hands around her waist and turned her towards him, nuzzling his nose into the crook of her neck. "Are you sure you're going to be happy in England?" He asked her softly. She kissed his forehead.

"I'll be fine anywhere as long as you're with me," She stroked his bangs back and forth and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her hands dangling down his back. "I love you,"

"I love you too," With the vanished sun and the high risen moon spilling light down on the house, the two fell asleep, getting ready for the long day ahead.

Hey guys! So, welcome to my new story England Baby and my first chapter fanfic. I have a few plans for this fanfic and I hope they all come together nicely, but the main point here is that I hope you enjoyed reading this and please R&R, as always, it means the world to me. Thanks a bunch!

Xx SweetsPrincess-Sama