(Yet another evil plot-bunny that's made a dent in my already fragile mind... where's my racoon mafia when I need it? Oh yeah, they keep trying to steal cars when they're racing down interstates and high-ways. Heaven forbid they take to heart that they should try "jacking a ride" with STOPPED VEHICLES!

But I digress... this idea has been with me for some time and will not leave me alone. So I'm putting it out there. I hope you all like it! I don't own any characters from Maid-Sama! I only claim my OC in all her glory!)

Chapter 1: Usui's Sick?!

History had been made- Takumi Usui was home sick from school! His perfect attendance was shattered, he was not there to annoy/flirt with Misaki Ayuzawa and she was thrilled. The Prez was practically walking on Cloud 9, a happy blush on her cheeks as she went about her day scolding boys and coddling girls while she ran the student body with an iron fist.

'And the best part of today...' she thought with a content sigh, '... is that bastard will be nowhere near work!'

That was the most important thing to her as she gathered her stuff and headed to Maid Latte. She worked as a maid at a maid cafe. The pay was decent and the staff and manager were all so nice to her. But the work drove her crazy. As a man-hating young lady, waiting on men while dressed as a glorified servant was anything but her favorite pasttime. However, when Usui found out her secret, her life went from difficult to her own personal Hell- complete with a blond sadistic Satan in the form of her nemesis. Regardless of how many times he's helped her, she always had the most embarrassing moments with him. And he sexually harrassed her on a daily basis with no intent to stop or at least pretend that he was sorry. Instead, he had to smile that cocky smile and drown the rest of humanity with his overwhelming self-confidence while doing whatever he damn-well pleased!

As she entered the back of the cafe, Misaki realized that she had riled herself up just thinking of how infuriating Usui was. 'Just like him... not even here and he's causing me grief...' she thought as she forced her anger down and smiled at some of her fellow staff.

Honoka smiled sweetly at the girl, her short blond hair perfect as always. It framed her face charmingly and looked great with the black and white maid uniform that they all wore. It wasn't like most skimpy costumes. It had a corset on the outside of the dress but that was only to emphasize the tiny waist and not to push up the breasts and look trashy. It was a fashion statement, albeit a time-consuming one to lace up and lace down every time she got in or out of the damn thing.

But it did look good with Misaki's black hair and honey-brown eyes so it wasn't like she had to do anything but be herself and make sure her hair was brushed. When she needed a particular hair style, Honoka or the Manager, Satsuki, would take care of that for her. To be honest, the high school girl didn't bother much with her hair unless she was tying it up to practice Aikido or when doing sporting activities.

As she got into the uniform, she heard the Manager chatting with someone who sounded distinctly female. But what worried her was what Satsuki had said.

"So you're covering for Takumi-kun, huh? Well, as unfortunate as it is for him to be sick, I'm glad that he at least got a replacement ahead of time."

Misaki was worried as she placed the headband on her head. A replacement sent there by Usui? What would they be like? Hopefully the exact opposite of him but most likely a perverted alien from his mothership. She shook her head, striking that comment. If it was a girl, there was no way she could be anything like that jerk. It was best for her to just see for herself. So she left the dressing room and saw a young woman about her age talking with Manager.

Her long blond hair had a familiar high-light affect to it, the girl's green eyes almost the exact shade of emerald. She was a few inches shorter but the way she held herself... it was just like HIM! The new girl looked over her shoulder and gave a smirk with those dusk-rose lips of hers before turning to face her completely. "I'm the replacement cook until Takumi gets better. Don't worry, I made sure to constantly wash my hands when I was around him and even changed my clothes before coming here."

The Prez growled, trying to push down her fury at this unnamed girl. "I'm Misaki... and you are?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"He doesn't talk about me? That's weird... he doesn't shut up about you. Well, not like it matters anyway. I would have found my way here eventually. I'm Izra Usui. Nice to meet you." She bowed gracefully, looking more refined and balanced than everyone in their grade combined. Except her brother.

That bow just got in Misaki's nerves and she gritted her teeth together in irritation as the other maids greeted the replacement cook. They all seemed to love her, commenting on her hair and skin. Honoka wanted to make Izra into a maid like the rest of them but Satsuki just couldn't have that- they needed a cook.

"How about when Takumi-kun gets better, you come here and work as a maid?" Erika suggested as she pulled her wavy hair back into a stylish ponytail. Out of all of the maids, Erika was the only one who had a fabulous body type. Not that everyone else didn't, she just liked to show it off a bit more.

And Satsuki absolutely loved that idea. "Yes, you must, you simply must! Oh! But you won't be serving your brother, Izra-chan! I don't believe in mixing work with home life! Besides, Misa-chan's the only maid for Takumi-kun! Aren't they just a delicious-looking couple?!"

"Whoa! We're not a couple of anything! That perverted alien's obviously messed with your mind, Satsuki-san!" Misaki's face was so red as she shook her head and waved her arms in a negative fashion.

Izra watched the scene play out before smirking. "But of course... I wouldn't dream of separating the 'love birds'..."

"Whaaaaaat?!"

"But you must understand my position in this." Her green eyes glittered mischievously. "As Takumi's sister, I have to tease you. I also need to find out the reason as to why he likes you so much."

The other maids slowly dispersed. Honoka and Satsuki slinked away to a place where they could eavesdrop on the duo. Misaki didn't notice as she stared at the blond beauty and only saw evil. "He doesn't like me! He's a freaky robotic alien who's always trying to sexually harass me!"

Izra tilted her head to the side. "But that does sound like he likes you... Who would sexually harass someone if they don't like them?"

"I- but he- NO!" Misaki stormed off, more flustered than when she walked in. Izra Usui was just like him! So now her Usui-free day was ruined by a perverted FEMALE alien! Could this day get any worse? Not really but she did have to count her blessings- Izra was stuck in the kitchen. How much trouble could she cause from there?

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