"Of course, I'm not jealous!"
By: Miss_Kirei
Okay,
I'm literally sick of the future verse fics right now,
So here comes this one shot that takes place during high school.
I do not plan to make this more than a one shot.
Enjoy~!
P.s: I haven't given this a read yet, so I apologize for the typos in advance!
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How can this fucking pervert always get under my skin?
I don't know. All I know is that he's constantly irritating the hell out of me by not even being here! I realize that my hands are in my hair and I'm freaking frustrated and my friends are looking at me as if I have grown fifty heads!
"Misaki-Chi! You're not listening to me!" Sakura pouted and complained, and Shizuko nodded, "Are you alright, Misaki-san?"
"I am perfectly fin—"
"Oh look!" and there went Sakura's focus as she pulled Misaki behind a tree and stared with wide eyes. Misaki was thrown off guard and struggled to maintain her balance, Shizuko was quite discreet about it and didn't even bat an eyelash as she pulled out binoculars and looked at the scene in it.
"What are we looking at?" Misaki inquired as she tried to adjust herself behind the tree, "And why are we hiding!?" she yelled and Sakura placed her palm on top of Misaki's mouth, in attempts of calming down the ever so hyperactive president.
"Shh! Look! There's Usui-kun and some girl is hanging on to him like glue!" Sakura squeaked in her whispery voice and Misaki whipped her head to the side as she tried to see better.
Sakura was right.
The girl was surely clinging on to Usui a bit too much. True that it wasn't the first time when Misaki had spotted girls swooning over the perverted outer space alien but this was definitely different—he had never allowed any girl to be as close as that girl was currently being. Hell, even Misaki had never been so…close to him. Well! Not like Misaki and Takumi were dating! But they weren't exactly friends as well…
Misaki's face heated up at the thought, why should she be bothered by some girl clinging on to Usui Takumi? He was a nuisance to her, and it was better if he found some entertainment, as long as he didn't try to piss her off!
With the said thought in mind, Misaki shifted away and walked in the opposite direction, lunch break was almost over. Sakura and Shizuko followed her soon afterwards as Misaki bent down on the ground to pick up her lunch box.
"Misaki-Chi?" Sakura inquired in her usual child-like voice and Misaki looked up, "What is it, Sakura?"
"Are you angry?" She inquired in a small voice and Misaki laughed, "Why would I be angry with you?" She patted her head, something which had become a habit.
Shizuko probably decided that this was the right time to jump in on the conversation and signal that she was present as well, "No, no, Misaki-san. She meant, are you angry because you got jealous looking at Usui Takumi-san with some other girl, who is a transfer student in Seika as I've heard?"
This caused Misaki to widen her eyes like saucers, "Wh-wh-what!? Of course I'm not jealous! Hahah!" She laughed loudly as her sweat dropped. Shizuko maintained a stoic face and walked towards their classroom as if nothing actually happened.
Misaki had been silent the entire day after that. She didn't know why Sakura and Shizuko were so hyper about the entire thing. So what? It wasn't like she had feelings for the pervert or anything. And after what she saw, she was sure that Usui didn't have feelings for her as well! She was only a source of entertainment to him, since he was always bored. Somehow, this thought made her angry.
"Oi! Look even the Kaichou is lost in thoughts today!" one guy in the student council room giggled like a gossip girl and the others soon followed.
"Trouble in paradise maybe?"
"Pfft, not paradise but hell! She's the queen of hell!"
"What if she's having a couple's fight?"
"Hah! Who would date someone like her in the first place? Only someone who wants to be slaughtered will!"
"Do I hear someone talk!?" Misaki whipped her head up and glared at fifteen students sitting in front of her, the room temperature dropped to zero degrees with her glare and everyone was dead silent. Misaki began to look into her document again but a sound of a laugh snapped her.
"This is it!" she stood up, slapping her hands on the table, the demonic aura she gave off froze everyone, "I wonder if you'll enjoy staying till 6pm in the school" she gave them all a piercing look and many jaws dropped in horror. She sighed as she picked up the document again.
"See! It's all your fault! Now we have to stay here till six!" The boys glared at the guy who started all this and Misaki raised an eyebrow, "Should I make it to 8pm instead?!" she yelled and the boys bowed in horror "No Ma'am!" Misaki nodded, "Then get back to work!" She snarled and the members of the student council felt a chill down their spines.
Just when she thought that her day was going to better, it didn't. Misaki held back a scowl as she spotted the same girl as before in Maid Latte, of course she had almost had a heart attack, but the manager assured her that the girl wasn't going to tell anyone at school about Misaki's secret part time job.
"Hello! My name is Sara!" she bowed to Misaki in the staff room and everyone clapped, "She's so sweet! Isn't she, Misa?"
"Yes" Misaki nodded with a tight smile as she went to her lockers to fetch her maid uniform, after ten hours of school, she had finally arrived at Maid latte. She found it odd that her maid uniform wasn't in her lockers. She turned around and her eyes searched for Manager Satsuki. "Tencho? Have you given my uniform in the laundry?"
"Oh I'm sorry, Misa!" A voice cooed from somewhere, "Sara-Chan wore your uniform since she was very excited and couldn't wait to try on the maid uniform! Her uniform wasn't ready and I thought that you weren't coming today so I gave it to her. I hope it's okay with you!" Satsuki spoke as she rummaged through the costumes and handed her a black dress, "Just put this on instead!"
Misaki's jaw almost dropped, but she regained her composure moments later. she came out of the locker rooms only to see Sara looking at her with puppy dog eyes, "I'm sorry Kaichou—I, I meant! Misaki-san! I'm sorry, I will return you the uniform tomorrow" She bowed and Misaki smiled, "It's alright, I'll just put this dress on." She mumbled and went back to the changing rooms.
Sara's face revolved in Misaki's mind as she put on the dress without looking, she was certainly beautiful—with brown hair and a slender figure, much like her own. But her chest was well developed and she was cuter. More girly. More beautiful.
Misaki frowned, she shouldn't think this way about a co-worker and a colleague. She smiled. Yes.
"You're so cute!"
Misaki looked at herself in the mirror, the black dress reached her knees and was definitely not made for her. The back of the dress had a deep cut and it showed more skin than she wanted to show. Oh well, it was only for one day, so she might as well suck it up.
"You're so cute, Sara-Chan!" Honoka patted Sara happily and Misaki looked at the two strangely. Honoka was never this sweet. Hell, Misaki had been working for a long time and this was the first time she had seen Honoka patting someone.
"I agree! Sara-Chan's definitely very cute!" Erika and Subaru joined in as Misaki picked up a tray of orders and went outside, ignoring her surroundings.
The order belonged to the idiot trio.
Misaki sighed as she placed the order on their tables, "Enjoy your meal, masters" she added the last word with pure malice as she turned around to leave.
"Oh my!" The three idiots yelled as soon as Misaki's bare back came to their view. Rainbows flowed out of their mouths and they were clearly smitten. Misaki looked at them with a raised eyebrow.
"Y-You! Misa-Chan! You look so sexy!" They complimented her and Misaki stilled, "I agree! She's like a sultry goddess!" Ikkun remarked.
"A femme fatale!" Shiroyan sparkled.
"A sex queen!" Kurotatsu sighed as he praised her in awe. The idiots gawked at Misaki's beauty and she glared at them when she bowed. "Thank you, Master,"
Misaki headed back to the staff area after that, ever since the idiot trio's remark, she was getting more and more compliments, each more perverted than the previous one.
But back in the kitchen was another story.
She poured herself a glass of water as she looked at everyone swooning over the newbie. Sure, she liked Sara-Chan too, but that was no reason to just leave all the work and gossip.
The welcome doorbell rang and Sara headed straight to Misaki, gave her a hug—pushing her breasts against her in the process and embarrassing Misaki to no end. "Wish me luck!" she spoke as she ran out. Misaki went to the door and peeked out along with the others.
It was Usui Takumi.
Sara had sported a large blush on her face as she bowed down and greeted him with a usual "Welcome back, Master~!" and unlike all the other times, Takumi had actually smiled! Misaki whipped her head away and went in the kitchen. Everyone was silent after that.
As Misaki arranged shortcakes on a platter, Satsuki had come inside. "Misa! Someone has specially requested your service!" She smiled, and Misaki nodded with a heavy heart. "It's just this dress."
With the platter of shortcakes in hand, Misaki walked out and placed them on the table. She bowed and stilled when she felt a hand on her bare back.
Misaki had turned around in the fraction of a second. Her heart was beating loudly and she was surprised to see that the hand didn't belong to Takumi. She looked at another perverted customer and cracked a smile as she jotted down his order. Her eyes had searched for Takumi in a panicked attempt and she had looked away when she saw Sara attending to Usui. He hadn't even looked in her direction.
The evening had been slow for Misaki after that, she felt angry and hurt that he would ignore her like that. Well, she hadn't tried to approach him while he was in the café. What could she have told him anyway? And especially not when Sara didn't leave him for a single moment.
But her day got only worse.
It was when Sara had dragged her into a corner that she knew this wasn't going to be good.
"Misaki-san! I need your help" she had said. Misaki had merely nodded as she listened.
"I know this will sound strange coming from a stranger. But I think I really like Usui Takumi-kun. I found out that you are friends with him and I was wondering if you could help me!"
"H-How can I help you!?" Misaki smiled awkwardly, "I don't even know him that much."
"Do you have feelings for Takumi-kun, Misaki-san?"
"Of course I don't" she spoke, a bit too fast.
"Okay, then can you tell me how to get his attention? I just" she bit her lip, "I've really fallen for him, Misaki-san. Since you don't have any feelings for him, I think it's easier for me to ask you to help me! What does he like? What does he do? Please!" she bowed in front of Misaki with a puppy dog eyed face and Misaki bit her lip, well she was right. She didn't have any feelings for that perverted jerk after all!
"Okay." She spoke as her heart hammered in her chest.
Sara had left moments later, and like many times before—she was left alone to lock up and leave. For some reason, Misaki felt like crying. She had had a very strange day today, and she didn't even know why simple things were bothering her a bit too much today. The last pinch she had felt was when Takumi had left without a single word.
She went inside the staff area after locking up the front doors and the second floor. Her lips quivered as she looked at herself in the mirror. Well, Sara was definitely better than Misaki in every aspect. She was sweet, girly, and beautiful…
"I shouldn't be bothered by this! I shouldn't even think like this!" she chanted in her mind.
She didn't like Takumi like that, (yes, this was the first time she had addressed Usui-the-pervert with his actual name in her thoughts), then helping Sara shouldn't affect her. Yes. She smiled. It wouldn't affect her.
After all, if that pervert finally got a girlfriend. He would probably leave her alone and get on with his own life instead of pestering her.
Somehow, this thought made her want to punch him.
She looked up in the mirror again, and stilled when she saw Takumi's figure standing right behind her. Their gaze met in the reflection of the mirror, and Misaki was the one to break eye contact. She hid her blush, hell she shouldn't even be looking at a friend's crush like that.
Is that all he was to her now? A friend's crush?
"What are you doing here?" She inquired as she managed to hide the shiver she felt up her spine.
"What do you think you were wearing today?" He asked her—hands in pockets as always, he wore a deep brown formal shirt tucked neatly in the trousers. He looked very intimidating and mature to her. His glare sent her aching in weird places. She glared back, "That is none of your business!"
"Is it not?" he murmured into her neck as he pulled her close and traced his hand on her back causing Misa to shiver. She felt as if she was slipping into oblivion more and more as he planted a kiss on her bare shoulder, she backed off immediately as her eyes widened in realization. "Stay away from me! You freaking pervert!" She yelled as she backed off—finding her back hitting the mirror in the process.
"I'm a pervert?" he asked her innocently as he turned her by the shoulder, Misaki's cheek was pressed on the mirror and she felt him grip her waist as he planted a kiss on her bare neck, "You should think twice before you put on something, Ayuzawa. Do you know how people were looking at you?" he asked her—his voice plain, laced with anger, possessiveness, and concern.
"Shut up! Don't act all concerned for me! I don't care!" she yelled as her body heated up with anger and something else.
"Always lying, you never learn, do you?" He spoke as he turned around and looked at her in the eyes. He lifted the hem of her dress and traced his fingers on her thigh, beginning from her knee, going up in a slow agonizing pace. Misaki's face heated up at the gesture, and her heart pounded. Part of her wanted him to continue this sweet torture, another part yelled that this was wrong.
And then a voice within echoed her—"Sara loves him."
Guilt arose and washed away arousal, Misaki pushed him back using the both of her hands. "Get away from me," she snarled and pointed towards the exit gate, "Get out. I don't want you to be here."
Takumi chuckled, how long was she going to make him endure all this? How long would he have to contain himself? How long will she continue to bottle up her feelings? He ruffled her hair and waved his hand lazily. With that, he was out.
The next day, Misaki was mentally prepared.
After having the first ever emotional breakdown of her life last night, she was calmed down. She walked towards Seika High with her head held high. The matters of Sara and Usui did not concern her. And she was going to get through the day with the same thought.
She spotted Sara on the metro towards the school, she had waved the girl and both of the girls went to the school together.
As they walked towards the entry gates of Seika High, Sara had spotted Takumi walking from the opposite direction. Misaki had looked at him for a brief moment and their eyes met. She had felt the spark she always did, but ignored it and looked at Sara with a bright smile, "Go get him! All the best!" She smiled and Sara nodded with a huge smile as she walked towards Takumi. Misaki had looked at the two, Sara held Takumi's arm and chatted happily while Takumi's eyes were on Misaki. She looked away with a heavy heart—she was going to get used to all this soon.
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Hahaha! Kidding! I'll post the other half of this one shot tomorrow or a few hours later. Bet you all were ready to kill me right now! Don't worry, I won't disappoint. (: