Hi faithful fanfic readers! I'm a new author, so don't expect much...
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Maid-sama or anything related to it at all. All I own is this storyline. I hope I did this disclaimer correctly...
Chapter one: Opportunity
When you picture the big city of Tokyo, what do you automatically think of? You would think of big city lights, good food, and for some people, manga and anime. But sometimes you associate big cities with posh lifestyles. This is not always necessarily true.
A hardworking, determined, and rules Seika High with an iron fist with the gorgeous school prince as her side-kick. Ayuzawa Misaki, a seemingly normal teenager.
Despite living in the so called wealthy town of Tokyo, her family, consisting of her frail mother and younger sister, was devastated when her father suddenly left, leaving the family with a humongous amount of debt.
To protect her family, Misaki took on a job not befitting of a demonic student body president, a job that only her boyfriend Usui (the said school prince and perverted alien from planet pheromones), her family, her childhood friend, and loyal customers know about, a waitress at a maid café. But all of a sudden, the family's money problems were solved.
"Usui! A Café latte and a berry parfait! Make it quick!" Misaki yelled to the chef of Maid Latte, clad in a black and white maid outfit as her uniform.
"What's the magic word, Misa-chan. You shouldn't be talking that way to your boyfriend," he replied with a smirk. Even though she couldn't see him through the curtain blocking the kitchen from the floor, she knew what kind of disgusting face he was wearing.
"JUST MAKE IT QUICK PERVERT!" she could feel her face burning up as all of the customers turned to see what the commotion was. She stomped into the kitchen, with her face still red.
"Order up, Misa-chan," he leaned across the counter with his hand on his cheek and elbow supporting his head, to see what kind of expressions she would make.
"Don't call me that," she quickly grabbed the food off the counter while not missing the chance to karate-chop his head. She spun around and sauntered out the kitchen, but still close enough to hear him chuckle.
"Here is your café latte and berry parfait, master. Will there be anything else?" she smiled awkwardly as the rare businessman customer studied her figure.
"Have you ever thought about becoming a model?" he nonchalantly asked while sipping his latte.
Misaki sat at her desk with a towel around her neck and pulled out a business card out of her coat pocket.
"Hideyoshi Reader Models…Hideyoshi Yuuto…Hideyoshi? Suzuna! Do you know a Hideyoshi Yuuto?" she called to her younger sister.
"Oh, isn't he that guy from my magazine? Reader models from his agency usually become professionals and earn a lot of money," she replied with her monotone voice, "Why do you have his card, onee-chan?"
"Oh…it's nothing," she said nervously and quickly stuffed the card into her school uniform pocket.
At the end of school the next day, as usual, Misaki's desk was embedded in mountains of paperwork, of course, as the infamous president of Seika High, she worked at an inhuman rate.
"Still working Prez?" A familiar voice whispered into her ear.
"AHHH! Usui! What are you still doing here!?" she screamed with her back against the desk. Somehow the business card fell out of her pocket and landed onto her lap. Being a perverted alien, Usui spotted it immediately and picked it up.
"What is this Prez," his eyes carefully scanned the paper.
"Oh, the other day, one of the customers at the café gave me that, I think he was recruiting me…but I think I'll decline his offer, I think it's too much to be a reader model…and I still have to go home and take care of mom and Suzuna…plus I have school. Wouldn't it be weird if the school president was always absent? Don't you think?" she laughed nervously as she felt Usui's serious mode on.
"Ayuzawa," he called as his attention switched from the card to her.
"Y-yes," her face burned up once again as his face was inches away from her.
"Ayuzawa, Ayuzawa, Ayuzawa.." she heard him call her name over and over again as the scene faded away…
"USUI!" she woke up with a start. Why is there a blanket around my shoulders? She reached across her desk and picked up her alarm clock
4:30…I've been studying all night again. She thought to herself, while walking to her bed from her desk.
Why is there a big bump on my bed…
She lifted up the covers and had to cover her mouth in order to not wake up her sleeping family.
USUI!? WHAT IS THIS ALIEN DOING IN MY HOUSE!? She suddenly felt the strong urge to rip her hair out.
"Oh, Ayuzawa, you're finally awake." He said groggily while rubbing his eyes.
"The question is, why are you in my house?" she tried her best to yell-whisper.
"You're window was open," he said pointing to the open window. She smacked her forehead.
"But why did you come into my house in the first place,"
"While I was taking a walk around the neighborhood this piece of paper flew out of your window. I went in to give it back," she snatched the business card out of his hand, hoping he didn't read it.
"Now that you gave it back, can you get out, please?" she sighed while wondering why in the world he was taking a walk in the middle of the night, and in a neighborhood far away from his apartment complex.
"LALALALALALA! MINAKO! SUZUNA! WAKE U-"he was cut off by Misaki's hand on his mouth.
"Fine, fine, you can stay. Just get out in the morning. I'll sleep on the floor." She went to get a futon but was stopped when a pair of hands snuck around her waist and pulled her onto the bed, facing the person.
"What are you doing pervert?" she yell-whispered, squirming around trying to get out of his hold, but was stopped when his lips captured hers. It was a chaste kiss, but enough to get Misaki to stop. She turned around, her back facing him with her hands on his.
Thank you for reading my first fic! I'm really grateful to the one person that will probably fav my fanfic, and the people that even thought about reading this. I'm sorry about all the grammar errors if you spot any, because I was in quite a rush to finish this. I usually don't have the motivation to write, and this one day I had an exceptionally strong one. And sorry about the small kiss…I really can't write those kinds of things...OH and the sections...sorry if they don't show up, if it gets confusing, or if they're too short. Thank you again! If this goes well I'll write more.
