This story will be dark and angst filled. It will be during the last year of high school life in the series. There will be dark portions where in rape and other abuse will be mentioned. If any of this is not of your taste it is advised you do not read further.

Authour's note: except for the OCs no other characters in this story belong to me.

Prior to this story all the problems in Usui and Misaki's life have been solved. Before the last chapter where they both get married in this story Usui decides to get engaged to Misaki prior to their graduation year from seika. Misaki agrees and they get engaged.

Present: engagement party.

The entire castle was lit with candles. But the guest were dumbstruck not by the decorations, instead by the couple getting engaged. All through the ceremony no one could take their eyes off the couple. Takumi Usui was as usual handsome. But with the white suit on he looked more than classy. He looked novelty itself. Everyone had apprehensions about the woman he was to get engaged to but one look at her as she came down the stairs and no one could question her again. Ayuzawa was elegantly dressed in a golden ballroom gown with her hair tied up into a crown. If anyone could stand up next to Usui and not look out of place it was her today. She was the epitome of beauty this day. No one could miss the adoration in Takumi's eyes as he looked at her mesmerized at first and then admiringly.

Tora smirked as he saw the impact his efforts had on Takumi. He was satisfied with the reaction. He admired Misaki and loved her selfless nature. He even admitted that he liked her. She was everything he wanted in his partner and more. But she belonged to Takumi. He knew that from the day he saw them together in his office. There were like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle which fit together perfectly. So he had brought her here as he thought that was the only thing he could do for her. And now as they stood there together he smiled at the remembrance of how much trouble he went through from training her to getting her in the dress she was wearing today. His smile widened when he saw how she had gone into a fit of anger in front of all the guest at something Takumi had whispered in her ear. And as Takumi wanted she was thoroughly embarrassed and the red hue coloured her face which like always made her look cute.

Tora lifted his champagne glass to his lips and determined to be his old self again now that he had accomplished what he had decided. Now he would again go back to his miserable life as Misaki was to start her own. So the first step would be to of course sweep one of the girls so prettily dressed in the party off her feet. He smirked, returning his glass back to its place on the table and started to scan through the crowd. And suddenly he stopped and turned his attention back to the girl he had just passed over. He narrowed his eyes in thinking.

This was impossible. This girl could not be here. He remembered her face. She had been a debut model when he met here at one of the parties. She was beautiful and he was bored. So he had walked up to her to gain her affections or rather her consent to sleep with him. Lucky enough she had been heartbroken from her break up just hours ago and was totally ready to believe anyone. And when a man who has done Ph.D. in women tried his skills it was a piece of cake to get her a bit tipsy and bring her to the room upstairs.

He smiled as he recalled how childish she had been when she was drunk. He had carried her to his room. She had all the way smiled at him. He put her on the bed and was about to turn around when he felt her grip around his waist as he stood there his back facing her. He could feel the side of her face against his back as she clung to him like a child. Her actions no matter how childish were not exactly helping his manliness. But flow of thoughts had been abruptly put to a halt when he felt the wetness on his skin. He realised that she was crying and her tears were soaking his shirt wet. He caught hold of her arms and loosened them so that he could turn around to face her. Her head was bowed down but her shoulders were shaking. Tora did not know why but suddenly he was overwhelmed by the feeling of protectiveness. He wanted to sooth the girl. He out of all the evil devils wanted to relieve someone of their grief was a surprise to his own conscious. But he gave in the feeling and leaned down to kiss her. And soon he was having the most amazing night of his life till then. He asked her and she gave in. and so the night got over.

Next day he woke up as the sun burned his eyes. He sat up in his bed and looked up to find her standing near the table waiting for him to recall something. At first he did not recognise her and then everything of the previous night came to him except for whatever he had felt. He remembered the details but not his feelings which were mildly influenced by alcohol. He now only felt irritated because he knew what was to come. Every woman he slept with would say to him that they loved him and wanted to start a relationship. Of course these were lies and they all wanted nothing but his body and status. But usually girls would stay in bed naked lying next to him and demand this with full use of the advantage their bodies would give them. Instead this girl was standing away fully clothes and not in any seductive position. Weird.

He got out of the bed and walked to her not minding the fact that he was naked. But she did and immediately she looked away. He smirked at her attempt to show modesty and said, "There is nothing here which you haven't seen last night."

"I was drunk the night of which you speak. "

"So that's your excuse for sleeping with me?"

He was offended by her statement that what happened last night was not a conscious decision. He saw her head snap back and her eyes meet his.

"I don't need to make any excuse for last night."

He smiled. Good. His ego wasn't hurt.

"So what are you doing here?"

She looked at him confused.

"I came here with you last night remember?"

He laughed at her answer. Clearly she had misunderstood him.

"Okay. Let me rephrase my question. What are you still doing here?"

Then the meaning sunk in and he could her eyes terrify.

"You don't mean that."

"I mean what I asked. Why are you still here?"

"Because I like you."

He had expected this but he had expected 'love' instead of 'like'. Second time weird.

"So what am I supposed to do?"

Her eyes were filled with unshed tears.

"Please don't say that. Doesn't what happened last night count for anything?"

"No because if I were to count all such 'last nights' by now I would have more girlfriends that the total population of Tokyo."

"Last night was just a one night stand."

It was not a question but a statement given in the most dejected and dead voice. This tugged on Tora's conscious but he put it aside.

"You know you are not that bad. If you want we could continue to have such nights again…"

"I should leave."

At first Tora thought he did not hear her properly. No girl asked to leave Tora Igarashi's room.

"What?"

"I said I wish to leave so please move aside."

Tora didn't move. The girl sighed and walked past him, her arm brushing his and walked out of the door. He heard the lift and that's when his shock wore off. The girl had walked out on him. As the shock subsided came the anger. And the anger made him blind to any other feeling.

Now as he stood here he realised that he had never asked her name. He did not know what she was called. He moved towards her.

"Excuse me."

She turned and froze.

"From your reaction I assume that you do remember me." Tora said with a smirk.

But before she could answer a hand grabbed her waist and she was pulled in to a sideways embrace. Tora looked at the guy who held her so possessively.

"Mr Tora Igarashi."

"Mr Ichiro Fuwa"

Tora again returned his gaze to the girl and could not help but notice that she was not at all comfortable in the position she was in but was not trying to resist.

Ichiro followed Tora's gaze and said, "So I gather you have met my fiancé, Mizuki Ayame."

Tora'e eyes flew to Ichirou's face at his declaration.

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