Disclaimer: I do not own Kaichou wa maid sama nor any of the characters in it. All credits go to Hiro Fujiwara.

"Usui-sama, we will be arriving in Seika Kingdom soon. Would you please let us get you ready for the grand announcement?"

"Announcement... announcement... announcement..." The endless echoes bouncing off the empty halls of the majestic Walker castle, seemingly mocked the solitary resident.

"What's the point in making all these announcements anyway? No one has ever managed to complete the rose pétales," he silently thought.

Sighing, the lone blond arose from his pristine throne and glided into the dressing room. It was a feast for the eyes: in there laid rows and rows of royal garment made from the finest silk in the country. Yet, the peculiar blond paid no heed.

A little blue teapot hopped in after him and started combing through the large mountain of clothes that could probably clothe multiple Kingdoms.

"Shall we go with this suit Usui-sama? It would compliment your dazzling emerald eyes perfectly!" chimed the little teapot.

"Whatever you deem fit Satsuki-san, it will not matter anyway."

The little teapot let out a sharp indignant whistle. "Usui-sama! You cannot give up hope! There must be someone right for you out there!" she lectured. Usui, knowing full well that he couldn't win against Satsuki-san, gave her a reassuring smile that did not quite reach his eyes.

-Meanwhile-

"Misaki-chan! Won't you go out with us today? The weather's perfect for the festival." squealed a delighted pink-haired lady.

"I... I think I would like to stay indoors today Sakura-chan," Misaki guiltily confessed.

"Please Misaki-chi? It'll be so much more fun with you!" she pleaded.

"I'm really sorry Sakura-chan, but a new batch of books just came in today and I'm really excited to see them!" Misaki said sheepishly.

"Ah, that's alright. We'll head over first and you can join us when if feel like it," Shizuko nodded sympathetically.

And that was the end of the conversation as Shizuko pulled the ever-insistent Sakura towards the festival.

Misaki smiled to herself as she headed to her favourite bookstore: Licht Stories.

"Good morning Erika-san!" Misaki beamed.

"Ah, Misaki! Good morning!" Erika replied.

"Are the new books here yet?" Misaki asked as she scanned the room searching for the books like a child in a candy store searching for her favourite candy.

Erika couldn't help but smile at the sight. "Yup! They're right there in th...

Before Erika could finish her words, she was interrupted by the (unwelcomed) arrival of a certain blond.

"Misaki dear, where were you?" Tora purred, "I was looking everywhere for you."

A shiver went down Misaki's spine. "Oh god, not Tora again" she thought grimly to herself.

"Well, I was looking forward to some alone time, if you get what I mean," Misaki sassed.

"Alone time? With me? I know you miss me dearie, no one can resist this handsome face," Tora smirked, flashing her his killer smile.

Misaki was reaching her limits, "Doesn't he have the slightest bit of shame? I can't believe someone like that actually exists!"

Misaki made a desperate attempt to divert Tora's attention, "Aren't you supposed to be at the festival? Seeing as you are the star and all."

"Well that I am my little bunny. And that's why you're coming with me to the festival!" Tora sang as he carried Misaki, bridal-style, out of the bookstore.

"Also, you should really stop being such a bookworm! It's really unbefitting of your pretty little face." he remarked.

Now that pissed Misaki off. "What's wrong with liking books?!"

"What do you mean by that? I can do whatever I want!" she fumed, "Let go of me this instance!"

Misaki fought tooth and nail to get out of the suffocating "embrace" but he merely tightened his grip on her.

Tora leaned in and whispered, his breath tickling her ear, "So feisty my dear Misaki. But no matter, I love feisty ones. They're better in bed." With that, he gave her a wink and carried on with his (more like their since Misaki could not escape) merry way to the festival.

Misaki could feel her blood boiling with every word he said, her demon aura slowly seeping out as she was about to explode.

"TORA YOU ASS..." she started screaming.

But fate wouldn't let Misaki finish her conversations; her angry rant was drowned out halfway by the sound of blaring trumpets.

"We're already here at the festival?" she thought to herself in panic, "Oh no! Everyone must be looking at Tora! I've got to get out!"

Lucky for Misaki, contrary to her fears, all eyes had turned to the source of the commotion; a blue-haired lad with misty glasses. Seeing that Tora was also distracted, she managed to slip out of his hold.

"Hear ye hear ye, Prince Usui Takumi, the second prince of the Walker Kingdom, has decided to look for a bride in the Kingdom of Seika. All maidens between the ages of 17-21 are welcomed to attend the royal ball 3 days from now."

Loud gasps could be heard from the growing crowd. There was a buzz in the air as many wondered about the mysterious prince.

"Do you think he'll be handsome?"
"Who cares? He's definitely rich!"
"I'll be crowned a princess! A queen even!"

The messenger silenced the crowd and continued, "Prince Takumi will also be looking for bodyguards to protect the maidens taking part in the selection. As such, able-bodied fighters above the age of 18 are invited to the try-outs 3 days from now. If you are selected, you will be paid handsomely for your service."

Misaki, whom had zoned out a few moments ago, snapped back to reality.

"Paid handsomely?" she smiled to herself, "It would be great to have some extra cash on hand... Suzuna would be able to spend on herself and mum wouldn't have to work so hard!"

All this while, Tora was seething in the background.

"How dare this alien prince try to steal my fans? I will not live this down! He's even got Misaki smiling over him!" he grimly thought as he glanced at his love, reaching over instinctively to stake his claim.

Just as Tora attempted to wrap Misaki in his arms, a mysterious figure dashed towards them, sending Tora sailing through the air and Misaki all over the floor.

"Misaki-chi! Will you be going to be ball?" Sakura asked excitedly. The mysterious figure turned out to be just an overexcited Sakura running at speeds of 40km/hour. Behind her was a panting Shizuko, still trying to catch up.

Misaki was still seeing stars as slowly got up. "Ah Sakura-chan! It's dangerous to run around like that!" she reprimanded.

Sakura looked down at her feet and apologised, "Sorry Misaki-chi!"

"But I was really just too excited!" she exclaimed as she looked at Misaki with gleeful eyes.

"Well, I wasn't thinking of attending the ball per se. It's just not something that would interest me." Misaki explained.

"Oh please go with us Misaki! Shizuko promised that she would go with me but only if you went along too! I don't want to end up there alone!" Sakura cried.

Misaki relented and reassured Sakura with a smile, "Alright, alright. I'll go with you guys to the castle."

"Yay! Misaki, you're the best!" Sakura proclaimed and gave her a tight hug. "Shizuko! We're going to the ball!" she shouted to the clueless and still-breathless Shizuko that had finally managed to catch up.

Misaki smiled at scene unravelling in front of her. "Well, I am technically going to the castle. Just to the try-outs and not the ball. It wouldn't hurt for them not to know." she thought mischeviously to herself.

Author's remarks:

Hello readers! :) Just wanted to apologise in advance for my writing style. I'm not exactly good with my words nor do I have a flair in writing. I'm writing this story only because the idea popped into my head and I thought it was really cute. I'm still not sure about the details but will iron it out as I go along. I will be seeking feedback and suggestions on how to continue the story from time to time so please do participate actively so that you get to read something that you enjoy! Hope that you guys have fun reading the story!