Hey, everyone. This is my first Maid-sama fanfic and if i say I'm excited then that is an understatement. Its set in the end of the academic session. Everything is same as the first season of Maid-sama except for the last episode i,e..Usui and Misaki haven't confessed their love for each other.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Though I wouldn't mind having Usui to myself...

Misaki has finally admitted her love for Usui to herself and Usui is fighting against his emotions. He has a dark past, filled with secrets that he does not want to remember. And now, it is happening again with Misaki involved. But how much can Usui take before he snaps? After all, every mountain has cracks and every wound leaves its scar...

The morning breeze scattered his honey blond hair as he stared into the sky. The roof of the Seika High School was deserted except for his six feet two inches tall frame that sat idly on the edge of the school's main entrance wall. Everyone was gathered in the main hall, cheering as the session ended and dreading the one that was soon to begin. Away from it all, he just waited on the empty roof. His deep green eyes bore into the sky, as if challenging it to crash down on him and relieve his head of its painful memories. But that was unlikely to happen and the rational part of him knew that.

Usui sighed as he shut his eyes and lay back, half of his body dangling dangerously from the wall. But apparently, falling almost 35 feet and breaking quite a few bones wasn't that big a concern for him at the moment. No, he had better things to worry about, like the urgent voices calling out his name repeatedly, trying to find the student of the year as his award waited in the hall. Usui did not want to be found. He had no intention of running down and apologizing as he collected the award that every student craved for. All he wanted was for the dumb academic evaluation to end. And until it didn't, he would stay right there on the roof.

"Usui, you pervert, you better come out already or I'm gonna kill you when I find you!" A small smile formed on Usui's lips as he heard the irritated but sweet voice threaten his life – Misaki. From the faint sound, he surmised that she was searching for him in the classrooms. Good.

He loved the over-bearing and acutely short tempered prez. Despite his dark mood and the fear in his heart, she had the power to make him smile. Nothing else could amuse him now. And nothing amused him like his heart's reaction to her. Every time she stood in front of him, scolding him for things he couldn't help or declaring him to be a 'stupid perverted alien', his heart relaxed, warmed somehow. Her innocence made him happy and whenever he was with her, the weight of the world seemed to fade away from his shoulders.

Even now, he felt his tension ease and he had only heard her voice! Amusing, indeed!

Usui vaguely wondered what the reason for his absence was, according to her. That he was shy maybe? Nah! She'd probably think that his 'perverted alien friends' had taken him away! Lost in his own assumptions, Usui was oblivious to both the big stupid smile on his face and the fuming girl who had just barged in through the roof door!

Finding Usui lying on the roof without a care in the world after she'd scoured the whole school for him like a mad woman did not leave Misaki in a good mood. And the tentative smile on his relaxed face but fueled her frustration. Clenching her fists on her sides, she snapped at him, determined to give him a piece of her mind.

"TAKUMI USUI!" she roared. Jumping up in surprise, Usui almost fell off the roof. He had barely steadied himself as two petite hands grabbed the collar of his shirt in a strong grip, forcing him to look into a pair of molten golden eyes glaring back at him. Usui felt his heart race at the sight of Misaki's face, flushed with rage and just inches from his. As he looked at her face with her brows squished together over her huge almond eyes and her supple lips drawn into a grim line, Usui realized two things at the same time – first that if looks could kill, he would have dropped dead on the spot and second that he had never seen anything more beautiful than an enraged Misaki.

"Who the hell do you think you are, you stupid stupid pervert! You know that you are wanted at the ceremony and what do you do? You rest on the roof, enjoying the breeze as I go around searching for you like an idiot! How dare you, you….you idiot! You're most horrible, irresponsible pervert that its ever been my misfortune to know! Now you hurry up and come with me before I have to drag you down or break your nose or…."

Misaki rambled on, oblivious to Usui's discomfort. He was leaning away from her, trying his best not to lose control. The soft, full lips that were shouting at him, just a breath away from his own were inviting the latter. He fought against force of his emotions with all his might but kissing her was seeming to be too tempting and he felt his rational side losing. Maybe just a small little kiss...No! He wouldn't take advantage of her. The fact that she was subconsciously leaning towards him in her rage, was definetly not helping his case. What made it even worse was that she did it all unintentionally. Damn.

Misaki's temper seemed to be growing like wild fire as she kept on tormenting Usui like a poor lamb in the hands of a butcher. No, not a butcher but the devil himself! As she came dangerously close, it took everything that he had for Usui to break free. He stumbled back a few paces, his heartbeat ringing in his ears as he felt her lingering breath on his face, the feel of her fingers on his neck and her smell, her beautiful evil intoxicating smell….and almost fell off the roof again!

Misaki was still roaring at Usui as she saw him lose his footing on the edge of the roof. Her heart clenched as if someone had squished it into a ball and her breath caught – Usui was going to fall off the roof! And instantly all her anger vanished into thin air.

"Usui!" she cried as she grabbed him by the arm and pulled as hard as she could, crashing both of them onto the floor. As Usui lay on top of Misaki, the world seemed to stop for the two, the deathly silence broken only by their wheezy breathing. The scary episode had left both of them too shocked to react. And they just lay their, subconsciously holding each other in a death hold, lost in their own thoughts.

A moment later Usui, realizing where he was, sprang off Misaki like he had woken up from a trance, the shock of almost plunging 35 feet down replaced by the force of his love. He wanted nothing more than to spend his life with her, right there on the roof, on top of her. But he couldn't let his emotions rule him - this wasn't about what he wanted to do but what should be done. And for her sake and his own, he could never love her. As he fought to keep standing, Usui felt dazed. His eyes were so wide that it hurt. His heart was pounding so fast that he could feel it in every nerve ending. She was just so innocent and breath taking that he couldn't seem to be his rational self in her presence. A small smile on her heart shaped face and he felt like a five year old kid who was seeing his first rainbow. Damn. Damn, damn, damn. Shaking his head to clear it, he tried to focus on the situation but the throbbing of blood in his head was impossible to ignore. She drove him mad and he would be lying if he said he didn't like it.

"Mis-saki! Are y-you all ri-ight?" Usui's voice was as unsteady as his feet as he forced the words out. Misaki was still lying on the cold floor, her eyes as wide as his as she stared at him blankly, paralysed by shock and yet so beautiful.

When she didn't react in any way, Usui started to worry. Had she hit her head? A small doubt started eating his heart as ecstasy was replaced by fear. He dropped next to her in a flash and placing her hand in one of his while stroking her forehead with the other, he spoke in the most soothing voice he could muster at the moment, "Misaki, can you hear me? Are you fine? Come on, answer me. Misaki?"

As her eyes focused on his worried ones she nodded once. Usui let out the breath he didn't know he had been holding. She was responding and that was a start. He felt her eyes go over his frame to make sure that nothing was broken and couldn't help feeling a little self-conscious.

Usui smiled at his own discomfort. His own childishness surprised and as always, amused him. Here he was, a sensible, practical man with more experience of life than anyone should ever have, being driven nuts by a high-school beauty. He was a man of much suffering, that too in silence. He had always vowed to himself to never let anything hurt him again; he wouldn't love. He knew what it felt like to have your heart torn to pieces and thrown on the ground and also how to put it back together again. But the scars remained, they never left….

Forcing his dark thoughts away, Usui gently helped Misaki into a sitting position. Hastily running a hand through her hair, he inspected her head for damage. No blood, no lumps. Good. Now for a concussion..

"Three" Misaki called in a disgusted voice and Usui smiled as he withdrew his hand. No concussion. Ignoring the glares thrown in his direction – apparently, Misaki did not like to be tested for a concussion by having to count the number of fingers in front of her eyes – Usui helped her stand. She was wobbly and breathing a little harder than normal but not much worse for wear.

"Does anything hurt or feel broken?" he asked, trying to keep the concern out of his voice. Misaki looked up at him but he refused to meet her gaze. He was concerned but he wasn't going to let it show. Now it was her turn to smile. "I'm fine Usui, really. Just had the breath knocked out of me. Stop worrying so much, okay?"

"Why should I worry?" Usui mumbled, trying to sound nonchalant and looking everywhere but at her. He hated to be caught and of course she would taunt him.

Neither of them spoke for a moment. Misaki was waiting for him to say something and though she would never admit it, she was content to just stand there with his arms holding her up. As for Usui, he was just as happy as her. Well, except for the small voice in the back of his head that was warning him against his actions but he ignored it. He would punish himself later but for now, he couldn't let her go, not even if his life had depended on it. And then there was this tiny worry in his heart - she could be hiding her pain.

"Lets get you to the infirmary. I'm not as light as cotton candy after all." He finally said, with a wink in her direction. He was rewarded too, as she blushed tomato red, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

"I told you I'm fine. I'm not going to….holy shit, the ceremony! Oh God, I forgot! Usui, we need to get there, your name will be announced any minute now. You need to be there for your award. Come on, we gotta hurry up and…Usui?"

Misaki's outburst faltered as she noticed Usui stiffen and walk away from her. What was wrong with him? Exasperated, she walked over to him and tugged at his arm. "Come on now Usui, we need to go. People are waiting for –"

"I'm not coming."

"What?"

"You heard me, I'm not coming."

"What's wrong with you? Its your award. Hell, it's the award I wanted! You have to collect it, you're the highest scorer of the year."

"I don't want it, now leave me alone."

Misaki frowned. Something was bothering Usui and she could see that he was avoiding her. But he just had to come and collect an award! What was so complicated about the whole thing? She didn't know, but she was determined to find out.

"What is it, Usui? Why don't you want to come? The truth please."

Usui eyed the angelic prez standing in front of him, with her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes locked on his. He sighed. She wasn't going to make this easier for him. Well, he wasn't giving in either. He couldn't go to the function. Not when he knew that it meant having to relive his past. No, he would rather die than live through his life again.

"Its none of your business, Ayuzawa. Now I would appreciate it if you would stop pushing yourself at me and get your ass out of here." Usui's voice was ice cold as he spoke, meeting her glares with his own cold ones. Misaki's eyes widened at his words and her anger flared up. Usui met her gaze with just as much ferocity.

"Why you unmindful dog! I should have just let you fall off the dammed roof!" her anger was flowing unrestricted now. He thought that she was pushing herself at him? She? She loved him and he thought it was lust? How could Usui say that!

Usui laughed scornfully at her words. That laughter chilled Misaki to the bone – it was scary, dark. He caught her by the arm, towering over her. Her arm ached in his hold and his demeanour scared her but she refused to show it. Instead, she glared right back at him. "You think I'll lick the dirt off your dammed feet just because you saved me a few cracks, do you? Well let me tell you something prez, you are dead wrong! I never asked you to pull me on top of you right now. That was the bloody whore that lives inside of you. And you know what, I think I should just give you what you've been asking me for since the day I saw your bloody face."

"No! Us-sui, stop please, you're hurting me!" Misaki stared back at him in horror. Her arm was really hurting now and it was sure to retain the marks of his hand. But the physical pain wasn't the only one. Colour drained from her face as his words ate at her heart. She was very scared now, hell, she was terrified of him! She did not know this stranger who was holding her prisoner in his arms and tearing her heart apart. Where did the cool, collected, charming man she loved go? She only knew one thing - this wasn't her Usui.

"Scared of me, aren't you? You should be." Usui smiled at her, tightening his hold as his voice turned into a husky whisper and his eyes burnt into hers till she cringed away. "I won't let you win, Misa-chan. I'll fight you, I'll fight till my last breath. I won't let you hurt me. It will be different, this time. I won't die. Not again." Usui let go of Misaki as he said the last words. His anger had dissipated completely and he was trembling, a haunted look in his eyes.

Misaki did not know what to do. She was afraid but not of him anymore. She was afraid for him. She didn't know what Usui had meant, didn't know how he had been hurt but she knew one thing – she was going to help him. He needed her and she would be there for him like he had always been for her.

"I'll never hurt you, Usui. I love you."

Usui's eyes flashed up to meet hers. Caught by surprise, he stopped trembling in anger and fear and focused on her, searching for signs of betrayal. She was standing in front of him, one hand outstretched in his direction and two molten eyes fixed on his with a solemn promise in them. She said she loved him, she wouldn't hurt him…maybe she meant it. He felt his heart warm. Maybe he could love her. Maybe it would all stop. Maybe he could be happy. Maybe he could smile. Maybe he wouldn't be hurt…

But what if she is lying?a small voice spoke up inside of him. He had been lied to before. He had been 'loved' and then ripped apart. He had been tormented after being told that he wouldn't be hurt. He had been burnt, he had been cut, he had been sold and then….then he had been 'loved'! He had been loved more than he ever wanted to.

"I hate to be loved." Usui whispered before he jumped off the roof. He felt numb as the air flew past him and he plunged towards the ground. That was all he wanted – to be numb forever. He hated to hurt, to remember. He hated the sound of his screams. He hated the light, he hated the dark. He hated Misaki. He hated love and he hated himself.

The last thing he remembered before losing consciousness was never wanting to wake up again….

Something has been taken from deep inside of me
A secret I've kept locked away, no one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show, they never go away
Like moving pictures in my head, for years and years they've played
Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so there would never be a past

- 'Easier to run' by Linkin Park

So what do you think? What happened to Usui? Its happening again? Whats wrong with an award? What does Misaki do know? And most importantly, does Usui's wish come true?

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