So this is my first crossover! Please review. The idea hit me and I was like "I NEED TO WRITE THIS! BUT HOW?"
So here it is and it might not be good.
Usagi is a normal 2nd year student about 17 years of age? As well as Takumi *swoon*
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Maid-Sama only this plot.
Usagi Tsukino was an average 17 year old, who was already in her second year of high school.
She had moved to this neighborhood after her first year of high school, which was very far from her home. It was her awful stepmother's idea. When Usagi was very young, her real mother had died. Her father was always away, working. It paid off because he was now the head of a magazine company called SO!
He never really had time for her. Her half-brother Shingo was okay, but they weren't close. The evil witch decided to move to France with her son and husband, leaving Usagi here in Japan.
'So you can learn to be independent in life.' Was her excuse and her dim father agreed.
It had happened a year ago but she was comfortable with her withdrawn life.
Usagi woke up to sunshine. She hear a truck park in front of her house. Usagi's room was looking to the streets, and she decided to see. It was a moving truck. The house in front of hers was vacant and it was as big as hers (2bath, 3bed, kitchen, dining, living, and backyard.). She got up. It was a Sunday. She pulled on dark gray tights and a black pullover sweater. She went to the bathroom and washed her face and put on black eyeliner. She brushed her long golden hair. She pulled on high cuffed boots that went to her knee walked and walked out the door.
She checked her mail. There was an envelope addressed from her father.
'This month's expenses' it simply said. It was enough money for half a year. She didn't pay rent or anything cause her father owned the house and paid the bills. The money was for food.
Tucking the envelope into her pocket, she walked out of the gate.
"Excuse me, miss!"
She turned around and saw the most amazing guy ever. He was about 6 feet tall and had emerald eyes with golden blonde hair.
"Could you please tell me what days are the trash days?" He asked with his honey voice.
Usagi simply answered and turned to make her way to the convenience store.
Takumi Usui had the life of a rich man and such. He never really cared about money though. He was an outcast to his family. He was just trying to get by the days.
He was tall, slender, yet muscular. His golden blonde hair was spiky and slighty covered his emerald eyes. He is very secretive due to being an outcast in his family.
He recently moved to a neighborhood in Japan. It was calm. The house in front of him was just as big. The nameplate read Tsukino.
He wondered what his neighbor was like. Then the gate opened. There was a girl his age. She had long golden blonde hair and sapphire like eyes. She was shorter than him. She had cream skin and plump lips. He walked up asking what days the trash was picked up and she answered. She then turned and left.
Usagi was walking home from school. She arrived home and looked into her bag to see if she had her wallet, since she needed to go to the convenience store. To her dismay, the wallet and her cellphone was gone. Since her phone was attached to her wallet, of course it would disappear with it.
Suddenly she heard a knock on her door. She opened it to reveal her new neighbor.
"Hello, I'm Usui Takumi. I wanted to stop by since this seems to belong to you." He said, revealing the wallet and phone. Inside the wallet was her student I.D., money and library card.
"Thank you very much. Please come in so I can treat you with a drink." She said. He walked in to the home and saw that it was pretty much empty. She led him to the living room. A couch, sitting chair, coffee table and fireplace was in view.
"I'm sorry but I only have tea and carbonated drinks." She said, apologetic.
"Ah, I'll take the carbonated drink please." He said.
She came back with two red cans with silver writing. Coca-Cola, a very popular drink it was, but what caught his eye was that it was in English.
"I'm Usagi Tsukino, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too. Are you from America?"
"Ah, I'm half American."
"Oh, really? Tell me about yourself.
"Hm, well I'm 17, and I like black."
"I'm also 17. I like gray." He said, chuckling.
With that, they just sat there in silence, drinking the soda.
Horrible end, I know! Please bear with me!