Author's Note:

Hey guys! So, here is my first multi-chaptered story, I'm trying to make it not-rushed. I really cross my fingers in this one. Because I hope this story will have no holes or lose knots.

So, please go easy on me.

I don't have any beta readers, so I try to search for reviews that benifit me. And I would like to remind you that the characters might be a little OOC so be prepared.

And I rated it M, but I don't know for sure if my story would fit in that category. I will change it after I complete the story.

Sadly, only few people review. Anyway, I can't say for sure how long will this story be, but I hope you will stay with me till the end.

And rest of it, I leave it up to you!

Enjoy!

Ayuzawa Misaki was more than terrified in her life the moment they reached home. She was a newly graduate student from Harvard and she couldn't say her life couldn't get any better, being the topper of the university.

Wrong.

Her life will always be miserable as long as she had her parents, Sakuya and Minako having full control over it.

She had always been terrified of what would happen next, even though she wasn't a victim to those abuses, she could feel it across the room as she silently heard her father yet again fight with her mother.

She closed her eyes, sighing deeply to control the emotions that rose in her chest. She only opened them to give a dry laugh. Since when did she become so void of expressing her pain?

She was always cheerful around her friends, not a trace of emotion betrayed her real pain. But she always kept to herself. Soon, her friends were distanced, exactly what she wanted fearing that they might get tangled in her tortures and paying for the mistakes she did.

Her sister didn't need to know that Misaki was now taking the responsibilities of her mother, as soon as her father lost trust in her. And she couldn't even complain, because she never knew a way out because he was the one paying for her education.

And if she applied for jobs, he would know.

And she didn't want that.

Suddenly, the door of her room burst open, and he came in, having a determined look.

"Misaki." he stated.

She stood, looking at him without any emotions. It seems she has healed all those years of enduring.

"Yes, dad." she replied quietly.

"You...are getting married to a rich noble in Britain so pack your bags and get ready to leave." he declared.

Her mouth fell open as she heard those words flying out of his mouth. What was he thinking? She is not going to be a puppet to his desires. She was done with him controlling her emotionally.

"No." she said, holding her head high.

He turned his heels, his eyes dangerously narrowed, "What did you just say?"

"I said, I will not marry anyone. I don't want to be an example like mom. Bye."

Before he could reply, she snatched the envolope from his hand and grabbed her bags, running like her life depended on it. She hurriedly smacked the heavy padded envelope in her mother's hand, reaching to her pocket and placing it on top of the envelope.

"Goodbye, I hope we meet again...mom." she said as she heard his voice calling her name, climbing down the stairs of the two-story building.

She breathed in the fresh air of freedom and used her car to reach the airport. And she made sure she was driving as full speed.

She didn't need another problem.

xxx

As soon as she reached, she sighed in relief and soon started rushing towards the baggage counter.

Then she passed the immigration and sat near the gate of her flight with a thump.

It was almost evening from all the ruckus.

"Hello, are you..."

Her head snapped in the direction of a man not older than her holding her wallet which he opened for her. His emerald eyes gazing at her questioningly. She almost snatched it from him out of embarrassment that her childhood picture was out in the open. Flushed, she mumbled an apology.

"Aren't you supposed to say 'Thank you'?" the person asked, clearly amused.

She scowled and glared at him, at which he seemed taken aback. "Well, you can't expect me to say 'Thank you' when you let my picture in the open for everyone to see."

"You look so adorable in that picture, Miss." he said, getting more intriguied by her every word that she said.

She glared at him even deeply, crossing her arms hotly. "Stop teasing me for your own benefit."

He clearly knew now that she had never been complicated in her life, and he felt the need to clarify to this amber eyed beauty who wore no make up unlike many women these day and was clearly turned on by his charm. Her charcoal hair was tied in a tight ponytail and he could see stress lines on her forehead.

He sat next her, extedning his hand in an attempt to shake hers. "Hello, my name is Usui Takumi. And I apologize if I have offended you. But I meant what I had said."

She stared at his hand like it was something she had never cautiously shook it."How am I supposed to know that you were genuine?"

"What if I told you I can help you around Britain? You clearly are boarding this plane, and so am I. I have been there for quite alot of time. So I can help you around." he said, ignoring the fact that he was going to have a big day tomorrow. And he had already planned to not go for that meeting anyway.

She stared at him suspiciously for a few moments until she heard the announcement.

"Fine, but I won't give you my name. So don't expect me to be friendly. For your information, I hate men. And I am giving in frankly because I don't know England and this is my first time."

"So what should I call you?" he felt disappointed for some reason, but he hid it well behind his facade.

"Don't be so disappointed! Er...you can call me Minako." she unwillingly gave her mother's name.

"Alright...Minako." he said as she strode inside the gate without a second glance.

xxx

She searched for that guy with the over grown blond hair that seemed to hide his eyes when she caught that look in his eyes. But her frustration got the better of her as she quietly uttered his name. "Usui..."

"Called me?"

She jumped as his breath blew over her bare neck.

"Don't do that!"

"Do what?"

"Th-th-that!" she pointed at her neck embarrassed.

"What?"

"Urgh, never mind. Can you tell of any place where I can get jobs?" she asked.

He thought for a while as he offered to help carry her suitcase but she politely declined and strode ahead of him.

"Well, yes I know of quite some places where you could...wait are you a newly graduate student from Harvard?" he asked, staring somewhere.

She looked at him with confusion and fear in her eyes. "Umm...yes?"

"Look over there, your name and photo is on that board." he said.

She widened her eyes as she snapped in the direction he pointed which was the bilboard. On it was her photo stating her postion and name. She gasped, colour draining off her face.

"Misaki Ayuzawa...so that's your name." he said. Her name was like a melody on his tongue.

"I...shouldn't have come here. What should I do. What should I do. What should I-"

"Calm down, Ayuzawa." he said, grabbing her arm and being as confused as ever. Wasn't anyone supposed to be proud that their name was flashed as the topper?

"You don't understand! Leave my arm." she shrieked as panick was written across her face.

He dragged her nonchlantly to his car, which was parked in the parking lot and made her sit inside calmly. Then drove to a hotel which screamed money. Even though her appearance told him she wasn't rich, he payed for her stay anyway.

"Hey! Where are you leaving me? I...can't stay in this place!" she said uncomfortably, looking inside her wallet.

"Don't worry, I have already paid. Meet me tomorrow near the park, just opposite this hotel at 2 in the afternoon. I will help you find a job." he said before leaving her in daze, speechless and before she could thank him.

xxx

A ring was heard from the telephone on the table loud enough to disturb the man sitting on his chair deep in thought. "Hello?"

"Mr. Igarashi, did you meet my daughter at the airport?" a worried voice said.

"I had sent my secretary to pick her up. He was holding the board with her name written in bold, but she never came. " He claimed as he sipped his brandy.

The other man sighed and tiredly looked at his wife with contempt.

"Have you seen her yet? She topped Harvard..." He said in a questioning tone with a hint of pride.

"We can find her photo on the billboards, nothing to worry about. I hope you have a nice time. And I will make sure my son meets her. " The Igarashi named man said as he hung the phone up.

The father sighed defeated as guilt ate him. He knew he was doing it against her choice, but it was the only way to save him and his family out of this whole mess.

And he can't show his wife that he hated the fact that he had to hide things. But if he didn't do it, then he wouldn't be able to hide the fact that they are drowning with debts.

And that's why he thought he needed to conceal his emotions and pretend to hate her. And he wished Suzuna can just be as oblivious as his wife and Midaki. But she saw right through his facade and confronted him when he tried to threaten her just so she could be terrified of him. At least he can trust someone.

"I hope you are fine...Misaki..." He said to himself.

Little did he know that someone heard him loud and clear.

And it happened to be his wife who smiled wistfully.

xxx

Misaki sighed as she thought about this Usui. He was so generous, it almost felt she was a charity case. That made her clench her hand.

"You think I am a poor case you would feed with one, huh. I won't give in to you, Usui!"

She shouted in her hotel room, checking out and going to another hotel that matched her budget.

Later, at around two in the noon she returned near the hotel and stood in front of the light in the park where he told her to.

Absently, he went to the hotel he checked her in and asked for her name. "Ayuzawa Misaki."

The clerk looked at him then replied, " She checked out a few hours ago."

He frowned and thanked the clerk, wandering out of the hotel.

Then his eyes fell on a woman who was extremely beautiful in her shirt and jeans as he took in her face, he realized its her. And she looked even more beautiful to him with her hair tied up. He wondered how she would look with her hair down.

He walked near her, her back facing him yet again, his heart beating wildly as he thought of complementing her. He felt this...this need to tell her how breathtaking she was. And how he would kill anyone who would stare at her like he did.

But even he should be killed when he thought about it like that. He slowly crept near her and put breath in her scent. Then whispered, "You are stunning, Ayuzawa."

She gasped and glared at him defiantly. She crossed her arms, not before pushing him away and blushing madly. He loved to see those reactions, they were clearly interesting.

"Don't you dare come near me. And stop saying idiotic things. It's embarrassing."

" You don't believe me?" He asked in a disappointed tone.

Her eyes fluttered and she fell off guard and started stuttering, "We-well I-I..."

"It's ok, Ayuzawa, I can shout out loud to the world to make you believe me. AYUZAWA MISAK-"

"Alright alright I believe you, now get down the bench before I start hitting you."

Almost half the park was looking at them and she was blushing madly, glaring at him.

"Now. Would you tell me why are you helping me?" She asked.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at how guarded she was. He chuckled slightly and sat on the beach, patting the seat beside him. "You don't have to be so weary about me. I don't bite. And I was clearly trying to help a new person. Why did you check out of the hotel?"

She huffed and sat beside him, grumbling under her breath before saying, "Because I thought you were throwing your money just to show your riches."

He smiled at her, clearly she wasnt any ordinary woman. In fact, he never met a woman like her. " I can buy a whole building for you, you should've have told me you wanted to stay in a more lavish hotel. Oh wait." He swiped his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number, "Hello, Marco? I want you to book a room in the elite -"

She snatched the phone from him and disconnected the call, with panicked written across her face as she shoved the phone back in his hand. " Alright, I will stay there until I get a job. But you won't be doing anymore paying." She threatened. He laughed and she started yelling at him.

Somewhere far a man with yellow hair stood with an amused look. Although he hadn't seen the face of his fiance, he was sure he would want this woman.

He was strolling when he got a call from someone, he pressed the phone ti his ear and said, "Hello?"

"Tora, I want you to meet your fiancee this Wednesday. The one you were going to marry ran away. If we find her, you will marry her if it's not too late. But right now, I want you to be here."

" What's her name?"

" The one who ran away?"

"Yes."

" Ayuzawa Misaki."

His eyes widened and he laughed. He looked over to that girl but before he could approach her, he bumped into someone. Immediately, he got irritated. Because his coffee was spilled across his shirt. "Hey!"

He glared at the timid looking woman who stood innocently and looked over at his shirt.

"Only one person would have yellow eyes, and that's you. Hi, Tora Igarashi. I am your fiancee. "

He was shocked but managed to show his question. "Oh, I'm Chiyo Sakurai."

She led him away from the park and into a cafe. He was clearly confused, but also disappointed that he missed her.

Author's Note:

So how was it, hm? I really love creating love triangles, they make the story more interesting. But I really need more ideas. Even though I had already planned my plots, i really love to read what you guys have to say.

So, I have always loved fun facts so here's a question to you,

'What would you do if you were Ayuzawa Misaki?'

I mean in my story of course.

So, I leave you to answer my question.

Bye, (Faithful Friend signing off)