… Just Saying…

I do NOT own Maid-sama! … Oh, but if I did… Well, let's just say that Hinata wouldn't be seeing the light of day any time soon. ;) BTW, ever chapter in this series is a one-shot so expects a BUNCH of chaps. Enjoy!

Marshmallows Beat Chocolate… Just Saying…

Ten minutes… I stood in the middle of the sweets isle for ten minutes, trying to decide: marshmallows or chocolate? Usui's birthday was tomorrow, and so I had decided to buy him some sweets. Problem was, I did not know if he liked marshmallows or chocolate better. Shame on me for not knowing, I thought. But then again, I never cared about him before… Wait, was I admitting, even in my mind, that I needed to care about and know him? No! Just because we kissed once…or twice…does not mean that I needed to get all up in his business. What was I, some type of stalker like he was? Oh, what has this world come to?

Another five minutes passed, and I still had not come to a conclusion. No, I was too busy worrying about my feelings for me to decide. When I realized this, I let out a muffled scream of frustration and threw both treats into my shopping basket.

"There! He can just have both!" I said triumphantly. Just as I started to walk away, a thought crossed my mind, bringing with it the familiar burn in my back pocket whenever I was about to make a bad money decision. I took out my wallet and evaluated its contents. Nada. Zip. Zilch. I had exactly enough money to buy milk and bread for my sister and a gift for Usui. Both the marshmallows and the chocolate were priced the same, so I could buy one, but not both. I could not afford it.

A mournful shadow passed over me, and I dropped my head in shame. What should I choose? I asked myself.

Then, as if God were trying to bless me, a presence appeared behind me.

"Marshmallows have less fat… Just saying…" a low, husky voice whispered in my ear.

I whipped around, my signature glare in place. Although I was thrilled to see him, my mind was now clouded with his statement.

"Are you suggesting that I'm fat?" I growled.

Usui grinned, making my heart jump. "No, but most girls worry constantly about that kind of stuff. Even thought they aren't fat, they still diet and starve themselves to death."

I stuck my chin in the air. For some reason, my ego grew a little with the knowledge that I was different. I may like girls, but that did not mean that I wanted to act like them. "I couldn't really care less about how much I weigh unless it puts a handicap on my movements. As long as I can still kick butt, I don't care what I look like."

"And that's why I love you, Ayazawa," he said quietly, backing me onto the wall. He reached up and gripped the concrete on either side of my head. His cool breath washed over me, filling my senses with peppermint and cinnamon.

"Hey, wh-what do you think you're doing, you pervert?" I stuttered, praying that he couldn't hear how fast my heart was beating.

He ignored me. "Did you know that tomorrow's my birthday?" Usui asked.

I decided that playing tough was not going to get me anywhere anytime soon, so I decided to play along. "Yes, I did know that. Why?"

He smirked. "Well, I was wondering if you'd want to come over to my place tomorrow."

A light flicked on in my head and screamed, "perverted alien alert!" I did not listen though. I was realizing lately that I wanted to spend time with him and that I was lonely when he was not near. Coming over and spending time with him was actually a very good idea in my twisted head.

"Sure, I'd love to."

His eyes widened for a moment before turning into slits. "What are you planning, Prez?"

"Nothing at all. But I did come to the store to buy you a gift. Do you have anything in mind that you'd like?"

He smirked for a moment before pressing his lips on mine and whispered, "Marshmallows beat chocolate… Just saying…"

My hands suddenly dropped the shopping basket and wound their way around Usui's neck. Surprised, he chuckled lightly between kisses and gripped my waist tightly. The warm air that barely slipped through his lips taunted me, daring me to forget all my morals and just loose myself in him. If I wasn't careful, I would. But then again, maybe I wanted to get closer to him. Only time could…would tell…