Title: Festival of Lights
Author: Shushiedchicken
(A sequel to Protecting my Bodyguard- a Maid-Sama fanfiction)
Genres: Romance
Rating: T
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Word - thoughts
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Hello, since some of my fellow Protecting My Bodyguard readers were disappointed and discontented by the final chapter of the said fic, I'm here to present to you the sequel that takes places in India, four years later after the ending. I hope this makes up for all of the discontentment the readers has. XD
(Hey Tini and Rini-neechan, here's my Christmas gift :D)
Please enjoy and review afterwards!
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Disclaimer: I still don't own the anime.
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14:28 p.m., India
It has been already four years since Usui and Misaki went abroad to do their responsibilities; Usui now manages the newly opened Walker Corp. Branch in India, where Misaki currently works as his full-time assistant and secretary.
"Ayuzawa," Usui muttered as he kept on signing the papers in his enormous office desk, Misaki immediately stood up from her desk beside his'.
"What can I help you with, Mr. Usui?" Misaki asked seriously with a record book in her grasp.
"Come here," Usui demanded and dropped his pen in the desk lazily then leaned his back on his chair.
Misaki sighed and placed the record book in Usui's desk. She went to sit on Usui's lap where Usui tightly hugged her from behind, smelling her watermelon flavoured perfume from her office uniform.
"Tired already?" Misaki asked softly and made herself comfortable in Usui's front.
He smiled, "A little, but if you stay here for a while I might gain my energy back."
Misaki smiled and gave him a weak 'hnn' in agreement before closing her eyes and feel the warm Indian breeze caressing their exhausted bodies.
"Do... You want to go back?" Usui asked and started playing with Misaki's fingers with his own.
"Where? At the apartment? You still have a lot of work to do," Misaki replied and yawned.
"Oh," Usui muttered, but that's not what I mean.
"And after this, I have to go back to the university, I have to make up for the absences I have made last week," Misaki added.
Usui frowned and tightened his grip on his girlfriend, feeling a dash of guilt digging in the deepest part of his stomach.
"I'm sorry, Misa," he muttered softly and exhaled a big amount of oxygen.
"For what?" Misaki asked and tilted her head sidewards to take a look at her boyfriend.
Usui smiled at her and decided not to talk about serious things in times like these.
"Nothing," he muttered, "I'll drive you to school, can I?"
"Tch," Misaki smirked and began chuckling, "You'll probably look like my uncle."
"That's not gonna happen," Usui smiled back, "We'll act like a true couple then, we'll hug, kiss, share ice creams..."
And now Misaki really laughed.
"In your dreams, idiot," Misaki teased and kissed the tip of his nose, "What if they found out that my boyfriend is actually the CEO of the famous Walker company? That'll be bad, fangirls will bug and send me death threat letters everyday."
"It's not like I'll care, I know that my girlfriend can easily take care of them, I bet my company on the line," he retorted.
Misaki shouldered him and stood up, leaving Usui pouting like a lost puppy on his seat in disappointment.
"Awww, you're going now?"
"Yeah, the early bird gets the worm," she replied laughingly and took out her sling bag from her desk drawer.
"I'll drive you there," Usui also stood up. "Please?"
Misaki sighed, "Okay, I guess it wouldn't be that bad for you to visit the university for a while."
Usui took off his top and looked around the big office for his favourite green polo.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"Duh, the school is celebrating Diwali, the festival of lights," Misaki stated and threw a green polo to Usui's direction.
Yeah, Diwali is one of the most bonggacious festivals in India, the festival of lights. This event is so wonderful that foreigners from all over the world visit India to join the locals to commemorate it.
"Then why do you have to study?"
"I want to make up for the classes I missed last week," Misaki replied and crossed her arms in her chest, waiting for Usui to get done changing.
"Oh, figures," Usui smiled and continued buttoning his polo up.
"You can leave work for a couple of minutes, right?"
"Of course, I'm the CEO, I can do anything," he smirked.
Minutes later, they finally arrived in the university Misaki attends. The campus was full of booths and game stations, and it was definitely noisy and crowded.
"Welcome," Misaki said and held Usui's hand.
"What about with the 'don't let the fangirls know about our relationship'?" Usui smiled back.
Misaki looked up at him with a frown, "I take back my words, it'll be out soon anyway."
"Clever," Usui grinned devilishly, "the wisest decision you have ever done."
Misaki yanked his head and started dragging him inside the school.
"Here's my room, get me up later at eight," Misaki introduced her classroom to Usui.
"Eight? Why so late?" Usui pouted angrily but teasingly.
"I'm making up a week worth of lessons so shoot, go back to work," Misaki explained.
"Okay," Usui just replied that un agreement, even if it saddened him a little. "Bye," he kissed her and ruffled her hair.
"Bye, take care," Misaki waves at him as he walked away.
She turned around and stared at the label of the room, after a minute of sighing, she finally went inside the room where a mad professor is waiting.
"Where the hell have you been last week you ungrateful scoundrel?!" The mad professor yelled at Misaki as soon as she saw her.
She is Dr. Lisha Remeo, a half Indian- American young teacher. Beautiful, tall, tan and smart.
"I'm sorry professor, I was just busy last week," Misaki explained nervously.
"Busy in what?! Flirting?!" Lisha slammed her book loudly in the metal desk which made Misaki startle a little.
"No, I was in work," Misaki replied.
"Work? Work of flirting?!"
"No..."
"Then what!? I need answers! You have been chosen as a candidate that will represent this university dammit! Yet you dare on making absences?! You should have rejected the offer if you're not gonna take this seriously, Miss Ayuzawa!"
"Uhm, I was... " Misaki stammered. Well, it's better not to lie, I hate this woman anyway, it's like she owns the whole world that she can just sermon me like this.
...
Usui was standing beside the doorstep of Misaki's classroom, listening to the discussion inside.
"Where the hell have you been last week you ungrateful scoundrel?!"
Hell, how can that ugly teacher shout at my Misa like that?
"Work? Work of flirting?!"
Flirting? God, send this person to hell. Misa doesn't know how to flirt for God's sake!
"... You have been chosen as a candidate that will represent this university dammit! Yet you dare on making absences?! You should..."
She has been chosen as what? She didn't tell me anything about this. Well, maa-i, I'll ask her later, later when I give my Diwali present to her.
Sorry Misa-chan, as much as I want to help you get rid of that stingy professor, I can't, you'll just push and torture me away. Sigh. I know you can handle that, you're my Misa anyway.
He smiled to himself and started walking away.
...
"I was in the Walker Corporation's India Branch grand opening," Misaki replied bravely.
The professor was a bit shocked to hear that and just scoffed to hide it.
"What were you doing there? Fangirling?!"
"No, actually... Ugh.."
"Spill,"
"I'm the CEO's secretary, and... He wanted me to attend... And cut the ribbon... In the opening..," Misaki explained stammeringly.
"HUWAAT?!" Was all the young teacher could say. "You? With the CEO?! Cut the ribbon in the opening?! Ridiculous!" She yelled.
Damn, I shouldn't have added the ribbon thing.
"It's on you if you believe, Ms. Remeo," Misaki defended and sat at one of the desks.
"Of course! What do you expect?!" She shouted at her then approached her with a wicked look in her face. "You know Mr. Usui Takumi?"
"Uhm, yes, as I said, I'm his secretary," Misaki replied nervously.
"How?"
"Uhh, professor, I think we should go on with the lessons," Misaki tried to divert the topic.
"Answer me first!"
"Please, professor, I don't want to talk about personal stuff, we're in school,"
"Personal!? What do you mean by that Ms. Ayuzawa?!" She asked angrily, "answer me if you still want to continue on being the school's candidate!"
Heeeck! This is bad, the witch is really digging deep into my life, I really hate her.
She even involved my candidacy in the line! Dammit what should I do? I can't possibly tell her the truth, or, can I?
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No worries, this sequel has only two parts, I'm posting the next part if I earn ten or more reviews from the readers, so please review! I just wanna know what you think about this :'(