Hello guys! I'm back! I know I said I won't write anymore but I just had this crazy idea. I can't help it! Hahahaha. :)) Anyway, I hope you'll like this second story as well as my first one. I love you my awesome readers!
Chapter 1
They say having an older brother is better than having a boyfriend. Now, I don't agree with the idea of a relationship but I think I would rather have a boyfriend than have him for a brother.
"Misaki! I need you here!" mom called from downstairs. I snapped out of my trance and immediately jogged to the kitchen. The house was buzzing and everything was in total chaos. All the maids were running around the preparing for the arrival of a certain perverted alien.
"Is this really necessary mom? I mean, I'm sure Usui wouldn't care about the preparations. He probably won't appreciate it." I said as I grabbed a bowl of salad.
"Misaki, how many times have I told you to never call your brother by his last name? He might feel out of place and offended." She scolded while cooking. I scoffed.
"Oh please. The mighty Usui Takumi, offended? That's very unsettling."
"Just try to be nice. He's been gone for what—9 years already? You must miss him." she said. I just rolled my eyes.
"Even if he's been away for 10— 20 years, I still wouldn't miss him." I smelled cinnamon bread and took one from the oven. "Ow hot!" I said as I dropped it on the table.
"Misaki I sent you here to help me. Not help yourself with the food." She took the bread before I could take a bite.
"Oh fine. By the way, Sakura and Shizuko invited me to dinner later. Can I go?" I asked.
"What? Your brother is coming home tonight and you're having dinner with friends? Are you doing this on purpose?" she eyed me with her hands across her chest.
"No!" I exclaimed. "Actually yeah but it was unexpected. They really did invite me." I shrugged.
"No." she said firmly. I whined. "Misaki you can have dinner with your friends anytime. Just not tonight. That's final."
"Well, can't say I didn't try. So, what do you want me to do?"
"Just watch this for me. Don't let it overcook. I'm going to check the desserts. Satsuki-san!" she said as she headed to the door. I just sighed. Has it really been nine years? I tried to recall two years before that.
Flashback
"Misaki, remember when you said you wanted to have an older brother? Well, this is Usui Takumi. He's going to part of our family now." my mom said to me. I was five years old that time and I was standing in front of a blonde child with green orbs. He had a stoic expression and he never wandered off his eyes from mine.
"Minako, thank you for doing this." A pretty blonde lady said to my mother.
"It's no problem Patricia. We will take good care of him." Mom assured her. The blonde lass waked towards her son and crouched down.
"Honey, I'm going away for a while. I'll go look for daddy but I'll be back. I promise." She sniffed as if to suppress a sob then hugged him tightly. She stood up then turned to my mother who nodded and escorted Patricia to the door. That was the last time I ever saw her.
Two years later…
"Mom! Takumi's being mean again!" I ran to the garden and hugged my mother who was having tea with my father.
"What is it now?" she said as she put the tea cup on the table.
"He put salt in my milk!" I whined.
"Takumi, why did you do that?" I looked behind me and saw my brother walking nonchalantly towards us. He raised his hands and feigned innocence.
"I really thought it was sugar." He shrugged.
"You liar! You did that on purpose!" I screamed. He just looked at me smugly and walked away. I got so angry that I spouted out words that weren't supposed to be said.
"I wish you'd just go away!" he stopped on his tracks for a few seconds then continued walking.
"Misaki! That's not nice!" mom scolded me and I cried. After two weeks, my wish came true. Takumi went to England to live with his grandparents for a while. And I mean nine-years-for-a-while.
"Misaki!" my mom pushed me aside and turned the stove off. "I told you to watch over it! Oh look, it's burnt. I'll have to start over again." She sighed and flicked a finger on my forehead.
"Ow! Mom that hurt!" I said as I rubbed the stinging part.
"Where's your head at Misaki?" she said then ushered for me to go help set the table.
"Real mature mom." I muttered. I walked to the garden and disregarded my mom's order. I watched the birds chase each other and fly away to the roof of the house.
Nine years is a very long time. Since Usui was away, I've had a peaceful life. It's true though, I miss him. But I don't think about him that much. We've only spent two years together until he was sent to England. Was I sad? Hmm, a little bit. But then again, we weren't that close. He just constantly annoys me and everything. I didn't have much contact with him within those years. Well, he would sometimes call during the holidays but I would just nod or say hi.
I decided to skip the night and have dinner with Sakura and Shizuko. I'll be quick as a bunny. They won't even know I'm gone. I jumped over our stone-walled fence and sprinted to the street. I looked back and saw my house (more like a mansion) starting to fade as I ran.
So you must be dying to know about the story of my brother's family. Actually, Usui was obviously adopted because Yuu-san, his father, went missing. Threats were thrown at their family because of something his father did so Patricia decided to keep Usui hidden while she chase after her idiotic husband and beat the living daylights out of him. My family was kind enough to accept Usui. I was five years old then so I had no say about it. My mom and Patricia have been friends since high school so no wonder she asked mom for help. My family is living in luxury so Usui will no doubt have a good future.
I turned left and stopped in front of an old diner. I glanced through the foggy window and saw Sakura and Shizuko sitting across each other chatting casually. I went inside and waved at them.
"I thought you couldn't make it?" Sakura said as she scooted near the window to give me a seat.
"Yeah well, change of plans." I said still panting. A waiter came and took our orders. We talked and chatted for a few hours and ate our food.
"Misaki? Are you supposed to be somewhere? You keep glancing at your watch." Shizuko asked.
"No." I shrugged forking my food. They both looked at me suspiciously and I sighed. "Well, my brother is coming home tonight and I was supposed to be at home when he arrives."
"What? Misaki! You should go! Family comes first." Sakura said.
"Relax, I asked my mom if I could go."
"Did she actually say yes?" I paused then looked at the window.
"It's really cold outside." I said hoping the subject would change.
"Misaki we know what you're doing. Also, how come you never told us you had a brother?"
"Well, you never asked. Besides, he's been away for like nine years now. I barely know him." I said swallowing a broccoli.
"Okay, now you really have to go home." Sakura said pushing me to stand up but my butt was forcing me down.
"No I don't." I said.
"Yes you do." A voice from behind me emerged. I turned my head around and gulped. Oh dear lord help me.
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