No one ever knew of this talent she possessed. It was a secret and hers only. She would do it in the car, while she was tanning, in the shower, but never in front of a single soul. Misaki didn't know if her voice was any good or if it was beautiful, but she sang because she loved the way the vibrations fanned into the air ceasing the silence of her lonely home.
The nineteen year old girl had officially moved into her new apartment about a year ago when she moved to Nagasaki for college. The most prestigious school had offered her a free ride for four complete years. She didn't mind leaving everyone behind for a few years knowing that her family could finally support themselves without her and that her friends had left to go to other colleges across Japan. At first, the only thing keeping her from accepting the invitation was no other than Usui Takumi. However, that changed when he broke up with her and left for England.
Misaki sighed at the memory of the day he left her standing outside of his apartment mouth hanging open in shock.
'I don't like you anymore. I'm sorry Misaki.'
'What do you mean? We've been together for two years now and you suddenly don't like me anymore?'
Foreign tears had welled up in Misaki's eyes as the memory played in her mind.
'I know it's been two years Ayuzawa, but I don't have the same feelings for you as I did back then. I have them for someone else now.'
'Wait...you love someone else?! Fine, you Idiot! I don't need you in my life anyway. Enjoy having her beside you instead!'
Misaki was not kneeling over her counter trying to suppress her tears from falling, but it was too late as one traced the delicate skin of her right cheek.
"Why do I even care anymore? It's been a year already. I should be over this," she said aloud hoping to stabilize her emotions.
But any attempts to stop the flood pouring from her eyes was useless. Misaki crossed the room to her single bed and curled up into a ball underneath the creamy, white sheets and began to sing.
"Nee, kimi wa ima dare o omotte iru no?"
Watashi wa kmi o omotte iru no"
"mado o akeru to kanjita
Ah yoru no nioi
ima dare no kao ga
kokoro no naka ni ukanda?"
"tsumetai ame zubunure ni
natte'ta watashi ni
kimi dake ga sono te o
sashinobete kureta'n da"
"naze itsumo kimi na'n darou
sasaete kureru hito wa
sono tabi
mata suki ni natte yuku"
"nee nani shite mo kimi ni aitaku naru yo
suki ni naru tte kurushii'n da ne
ureshiku naru no mo setsunaku saseru no mo
itsu de mo riyuu wa kimi dake da yo"
Her voice angelically rang throughout her apartment. Unknowingly to her, her neighbors had glued their heads against the walls in hopes of hearing the soft, warm voice dance into their ears. They did this every time they heard her sing because the loved her voice. Her voice was pure and sweet like honey, and it hypnotized anyone who had the pleasure of hearing it's graceful tone. Misaki's neighbors reluctantly pulled their heads from the walls when a sound could no longer be heard from the other side. Laying down on her bed, Misaki had fallen into a deep sleep.
It was a magnificent Saturday morning when the petite girl awoke from her dreams. Misaki walked over towards her apartment window next to the kitchen and stared out at the street filled with numerous people. She gazed out of her window watching the people as the walked. Couples, families, brothers, sisters, all walked and laughed together merrily.
"Why can't I have that?" she thought out loud as she slowly turned her body away from the window.
She didn't know what to do on days that she had off except for watch television or study. Misaki decided to watch the t.v because she had already studied the past week and had nothing more to study. Grabbing the remote and sitting on the lone couch that was placed beside the window, she clicked the on button. She lethargically flipped through the channels until she accidentally dropped the remote when a loud crash from next door made her body jump.
"Those stupid men banging on their drums all day," she thought as she got up to pick up the remote.
She was about to pick up the remote from the white carpeted floor when a voice from the t.v made her almost choke on the air she didn't breathe. Misaki hesitantly looked up to the screen to see Usui Takumi talking with what looked like the host of the show. She watched them intently without moving a muscle as if they could see her.
"So Mr. Walker, how do you feel after bringing the Walker Corp. up to the highest industry in the world after being bankrupt?" the host questioned.
She must have landed on one of the English channels, however, being the highest in her grade level Misaki could understand every word they said.
"I'm not too sure. It was hard work, but I'm proud of what it has become," Usui's voice boomed through the television.
"Yes, Sir. You must be very proud of yourself. Not only being the most successful business man, but having great looks and a beautiful wife, deshou?" the host complimented.
Just then the camera shot over to a women who looked to be about nineteen. She had silky, blonde hair that came down to her waist and her figure could make any guy stare for days. Every curve of her body was smooth, and her skin was flawless. The lady stood up blew a kiss to Takumi in which he responded with one back. The crowd cheered and awed over the married couple.
Misaki forced herself to turn off the t.v so that she would stop looking at how perfect they were for each other.
"That must have been the girl he fell in love with..." she thought.
A sudden knock on her door brought her out of her trance and she hastily got up to answer it.
Her neighbors that had mad a racket earlier stood in front of her door awkwardly holding a crying baby. The two men helplessly looked at her.
"What do you need?" Misaki politely asked but with a menacing glare.
"Can you please help us? We've tried everything to stop her from crying but nothing works. We figured since you were a female you might know something?" the one with dark brown hair holding the baby hopefully asked.
Misaki looked down at the crying child and knew exactly what to do. She welcomed them into her apartment and took the baby into her hands.
"You must promise not to laugh when I do this, ok?" she said as she glared at them a demonic aura surrounding her.
"O-Ok..."
Misaki began to sing a very familiar tune used to lure babies to sleep.
"Nen nin cororiyo, ocororiyo
Boya wa yoiko da, nen ne shina"
The two men instantaneously recognized the song and began to sing along with her forming a beautiful, majestic three-part harmony. Their voices connected as one into nothing but beauty.
"Boya no Omori wa, doko e itta
Ano yama koete, sato e itta"
"Sato no miyage ni nani morata
Den den daikon ni, sho no fue"
They continued to repeat the song together until the baby girl was snoring in Misaki's arms.
"Hey, I have an idea!" The brown haired man whispered excitedly once they were finished.
Not waiting for anyone guess what it was he quickly blurted that the three of them should go around singing for money.
Misaki almost screamed at how dumb the idea was until she thought about it. They were pretty good and it wouldn't hurt to get a few extra bucks to help pay off her college fees.
The one with shaggy black hair had already agreed to his friend's idea and they were now waiting on Misaki's.
"Alright."
Hey! This is my second fan-fic. I've always loved reading the ones about Misaki have a beautiful voice, so I wanted to create my own. There will be more chapters and sorry if it's a little ooc. Please review! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Kaichou wa maid sama!