Note: This is a two shot. The second chapter will be posted asap

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Chapter 1:

I walked briskly into the school council's office, stopping dead in my tracks when I saw what was posted on the door.

Attention all students of Seika High: The first annual school dance will be held this Friday from 6-8; for more information, contact the school council members.

I balled my fists by my sides and growled. Who approved this? It obviously wasn't me, I hadn't even heard of the idea. And this was by far one of the dumbest ideas the boys on the council had come up with yet! What if a numerous amount of the girls got their hopes up and then one of these careless boys squashed their hopes? Or if someone was to get hurt while dancing, or possibly if someone spiked the punch…

The list grew in my head as I stomped over to my desk, looking around for the other council members. When I noticed Yukimaru, I sat down in my chair and glared at him for a moment.

"Yukimaru," I said, a bit more harshly then I'd intended. Oh well.

He looked up from the paper he was fiddling with on his desk and cringed when he saw my face.

"Yes, Kaichou?"

"I have something I want to talk with you about," I informed him, standing up to snag the paper off of the door. I slapped it down on the desk and he scurried over to me as I sat back down in my chair. He looked at me with nervous eyes, his hands clasped together as he fiddled his thumbs. It seemed like a rather feminine act, but it was Yukimaru…

"The dance this flyer mentions, who approved it?" I asked suddenly. His gaze dropped to the sad looking blue piece of paper and back up to me.

"Are you mad about it, Kaichou?" he asked, worry thick on his face.

"I'm pissed that it was approved without my knowing," I stated simply. I tried not to be too harsh with Yukimaru, but my patience had its limits.

"We all agreed on it, Usui included," he said, suddenly becoming very interested in the tiling on the floor. Speaking of which, I needed to remind the janitors to gloss them…

"And why did you decide a dance of all things? And why didn't you ask me about this?" I asked with a raised voice. Yukimaru raised his hands up defensively.

"We thought it would be a way to show you that we're trying!" He said, his voice wavering.

"Trying to piss me off?"

"Geez, calm down, Kaichou."

I turned my attention to the newly arrived person and narrowed my eyes.

"Baka Usui, this is none of your business!" I said, annoyed that he was trying to interfere yet again.

"It is my business since I helped organize it and everything," he said coolly, coming to stand beside Yukimaru.

"Why didn't any of you bring this to me?" I asked, not holding back the bite in my words now that Usui was here.

"Because we all knew you'd deny it."

"Then why bother in the first place?"

"The boys wanted to show you that they can pick something suitable on their own."

"And how is a dance suitable?"

"It's a way for the boys and girls to mingle."

"One of these bakas could hurt them, how is that suitable?" I asked, standing up with my hands planted firmly on the desk.

"They can't get along if they never have a real chance to know each other," Yukimaru piped up in a small voice. I glanced over at him and sighed in frustration.

"Fine," I growled, biting back my annoyance some. "You all can have this stupid dance. But I swear to you, if even one of the girls get hurt, it won't turn out well. For any of you."

"Thanks, Kaichou!" Yukimaru said before dashing out of the room before anything else could be said.

I scoffed and laid my head down on my desk, suddenly feeling very exhausted.

"Oh and prez," Usui said. I peeped up at him from my crossed arms. "If it makes you feel better, I'll be security for the night."

"Baka, what good will that do?"

"It'll keep the girls from asking me to go with them if I'm supposed to be on duty. Fewer broken hearts," he replied simply.

"You're too confusing, you hentai of an outer space alien."

With that, I stood from my desk and made my way to the door, Usui trailing behind me. It wasn't surprising, he followed me every day. It was very annoying, but I guess I was semi- used to it.

Once we were out of the school and making our way down the sidewalk, I looked over my shoulder at him. He was walking a few paces behind me, his hands in his pockets, a faraway look in his eyes.

"Baka, why are you following me?" I called over my shoulder. He looked at me and shrugged. I was surprised when he didn't say anything. Usually he would have some alien comment, but today it seemed he wasn't himself.

Once we finished the walk to Maid Latte, I walked through the door in the back alley, slipping into the changing room. Usui had left me to go through the front entrance.

I sighed and set my school stuff on the bench, leaning over the wooden seat to dig out my outfit.

Once I was dressed in the black and white uniform, I made my way to the sitting area, ready to get my shift over with.

I walked into the room where all the tables were and wasn't surprised to see my four favorite customers at their respective tables. The idiot trio was sitting at their table, squabbling about who would take me to the dance, and Usui was sitting at his table in the corner, reading the menu with a disinterested look.

I walked up to the idiot trio and put on my best smile.

"What would you like, Masters?" I asked. They stopped dead in their pointless bickering and looked up at me, instantly shooting me orders, flirtatious smiles on each of their faces. I nodded before scurrying off to fill their orders.

After their orders had been given to them, I made my way up to Usui's table, standing semi-patiently as I waited for him to look up from the menu.

When his eyes flickered to look at me from over his menu, I asked my uniform question.

"What would you like, master?"

"I want you to go to the dance with me."

"E-excuse me?"

He was quiet for a moment before setting the menu down and staring up at me with his emerald green eyes.

"I want you to go to the dance with me."

"Baka!" I hissed, though not loud enough for the other customers to hear. I tried to be patient and plow through his stupid antics, but I didn't even want the dance to happen, let alone participate.

"I won't go to the dance, let alone with you, you perverted uchu-jin."

"A dance?"

At hearing that voice behind me, I almost groaned, but I bit my lip before turning around to face my manager.

"Yes, Manager," I told her. "There's a dance at school Friday and Usui was asking me to go with him."

"Oh!" she squealed. "And what did you say?"

"No."

"No?" she asked. "Why?"

"I don't want to go, and even if I did I have nothing to wear."

"Oh, that's nothing!" she bubbled, smiling happily. "I'm sure Aoi would have something for you. It would be so kawaii if you went!"

"But manager-" I began. I really didn't want to go. I really didn't want to dress up, especially in front over everyone. I really didn't want to be there for Usui to see.

"Shush," she said. "You need a break, Misa-chan. This is the perfect thing!"

I watched helplessly as Manager trotted off to arrange for me to have my dress, not wanting to turn at look at Usui's face, one that would surely be smug.

"So seems like you're going, Kaichou," Usui said. I looked at him, an annoyed expression on my face.

"Hai, but I am not going because of you. I'm going because Manager wanted me to."

With that, I turned on my heel and walked away. Not noticing the way Usui looked up at me, or the way he watched as I made my way away from him

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For those of you that wanted to know :)

Japanese word bank:

Baka – Idiot; fool

Kaichou – President

Hentai– Pervert

Uchu-Jin – Outer space person (sorry if this one's incorrect, Google could have possibly lied to me XD)

Hai– Yes

Kawaii– Cute