The England Diaries

By- MissKireiUchiha

A.N: As promised, I've posted the short story first. Others may soon be updated and posted too. *wink* Thank you all for the support. Tell me what you think about this chapter, according to the response, the chapter update will soon follow. I love you guys.

Chapter One: Those fancy English trains with private coaches

"Are you serious, Usui?!" Misaki exclaimed in happiness as she closed her suitcase after putting all of her clothes inside. The blond man standing in front of her merely smiled at her childish face, and then he decided to tease her "I didn't know Misa Chan liked trains so much"

"I don't!" she protested "The trains here are different than the ones I've been on, so I'm just curious!" she sent him a distasteful look sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Yes, Yes, Anything for you" he nodded his head like a puppet, with a sheepish smile and Misaki smiled discreetly which failed to go unnoticed by the blond.

The conversation between the young –recently—married couple came to a halt as soon as there was a knock on the large mahogany door that belonged to their bedroom on the second floor on the eastern part of the large Raven Castle. Yes, the young couple had come to visit the Duke, Takumi's grandfather. Misaki had a week off from her work and Takumi was more than happy, since they didn't get much time to spend with each other. They were married six months now and Misaki still turned red when Takumi kissed her in public.

Misaki got up and opened the door for her visitor, it was their maid. "Mrs. Walker, you should have just told me to come inside" She said as she placed a small basket of chocolates on the table "A gift from Sir Gerard" She spoke with a smile, another maid followed and kept a tray of fruits on the table "The car is ready downstairs"

"Thank you" Misaki said with a smile and the maids left soon after.

"Usui, we're going to be LATE!" Misaki shrieked as she paced the bedroom with a phone in hand. The luggage was sent downstairs ten minutes ago. She glared at her annoying husband, who was slumped on his sofa chair by the large window overlooking the gardens, eating grapes. Said man replied in a small "Mhm" lazily.

"The train is right on time! We have thirty minutes to reach the station!" Misaki panicked, which managed to amuse Takumi, who chuckled. She stomped her way towards Takumi, and stood between him and the window with a hand on her hip, she glared at him—still clad in yoga pants and a grey T-shirt, he smiled as he popped another grape in his mouth.

"It's FIVE THIRTY PM ALREADY" She scowled when her yelling probably alerted the entire Castle except her stupid and annoying husband. She face palmed in defeat "When will you get ready?"

"Just in a few minutes" He mumbled and pulled her towards him, Misaki ended up in his lap, he cradled her head as if she was some sort of puppy and caressed her short hair soothingly "Hush little Misa, don't you fret now"

Misaki's face reddened as she looked at him angrily, that pervert, "You have five minutes to get ready or I'll leave you right here where you can start getting reacquainted with the couch AND your hands" she threatened and it seemed to work.

"Ouch" Takumi said with a flinch as he shoved a few grapes in her mouth and stood up "As cruel as ever, you'd really do that to me?" He pouted with a sad puppy smile.

Misaki coughed and patted her chest, she sat up breathing heavily "Try me, your jerk!" she narrowed her eyes and started yelling again "What if I choked!? You asshole!"

"Then I would have used CPR on my lovely wife, being the reliable doctor than I am" he said as he walked inside the bathroom "And you shouldn't abuse your husband like that, Misa Chan" he chuckled as he closed the door behind him.

Misaki drank a glass of water and ran a hand through her pixie cut hair "What am I gonna do with you, Perverted Alien?" she mumbled, unaware of the smile that crept up her face.

"Takumi I swear if you take ONE MORE MINUTE dolling up like a pretty girl I'm gonna—" Misaki turned red as soon as she opened the closet door, the scent of him and his expensive cologne mixed with the soap invaded her senses, Takumi looked at her sinfully with a dangerous smile.

"My name sounds so good coming from your mouth" he said dreamily, "and I just took a shower" he smiled.

Misaki blushed red, he was clad in only pants and was currently searching for a shirt, his hair—messy and dripping with cold water, seemed to be pushed back by his fingers when they must have cascaded down and messed up his eyesight. She grabbed a crisp white shirt which Takumi just couldn't seem to find and threw it in his face.

"Thanks" he gave her a boyish grin. He lifted up his arm which flew straight into the sleeve of the shirt; the flex of his hard earned muscles always distracted Misaki, she blushed red and stepped right out of the dammed stuffy closet "Wh-Whatever!" and she ran out.

A chuckle was heard and Misaki turned purple from red. Her sight went to her wrist watch and she gasped in horror, they had wasted another ten minutes. She grabbed her sling bag and her iPhone.

"Leaving without me?" A voice made her turn around, Takumi looked at her with a smile. He wore a charcoal-grey sleeveless suit vest over the white button down shirt Misaki had tossed towards him, and matching pants. His tie was around his neck—untied, left carelessly. His hair were combed to the side—neatly, but he ruined them by running his hand through them and messing them. He looked at Misaki with a dazzling supermodel smile as if he was in a photo-shoot. Misaki froze, obviously affected by the display of pheromones by her husband. The way she scrunched up her nose at his (yummy) scent and her fake anger did little to hide her fascination and blush.

"Come on, we are going to be late" he winked at her as he twirled his sunglasses around his finger, he took Misaki's hand and led her downstairs. She walked awkwardly, as she happily stared at his broad muscular back (since there was nobody to see her ogling him!).

"We'll be going now" Takumi said to Gerard, who was standing at the porch, although he wasn't ill anymore, he was still weak. A maid was by his side as he gave them a happy smile and a wave. Misaki smiled back and Takumi drove the black Mercedes away.

"Finally away from them" Takumi sighed as he drove in full speed, the windows were down and the wind made his un-knotted tie fly relentlessly. Misaki was silent, almost freaked out, awed and intimidated by the skill, speed and precision with which he drove at the same time. She pressed the button and the glass windows were now up. She ran fingers through her hair, which were now messed up by the wind, in hopes of smoothening them to the soft straight tresses they originally were.

"You shouldn't say that about your family" She chided him, Takumi smiled in her direction, "I don't care, besides, I get to have you for an entire week all to myself" He said with a dark seductive smile and looked in her eyes. True—True, they were going for a small holiday in the country side of England for a week, and Misaki was more than excited, but the way Takumi bluntly put it made her turn red, butterflies invaded her body and chirped happily in her stomach.

"LOOK IN FRONT!" Misaki yelled nervously and looked away, Takumi chuckled "You shouldn't doubt my driving skills" He said cockily as he stepped on the gas and sped forward.

"I'm going to kill you if we lose our train, and I'm also going to kill you if we get a fine ticket!" Misaki growled as she looked at Takumi as if he had grown two heads. He happily dodged the traffic and sped fast without a care in the world. His tie flew happily with the wind.

Now, if this was a typical scene in a romantic comedy movie, Misaki would have laughed at the scene, but as she sat next to her freakishly hot and sexy husband who drove so well it was almost a sin, she prayed silently to all the Gods that they reach the railway station safely.

"WAIT" She yelled again, "Where is our luggage?!" She yelled as she looked back at the empty back seats of their car. Fuck, the trip is completely ruined now! She panicked, "What do we do now?!"

"TAKUMI WALKER! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?!" she looked at the blond head angrily as the man happily hummed a nursery rhyme as he drove inside the railway station. We reached, at last, Misaki pouted, but all for nothing, she added mentally—sadly.

"Good to know that you still remember my real name" Takumi smiled as he unclasped her seat belt "It's already in the coach, in our private coach, in the train? The luggage?" he laughed when she saw her spacing out.

Misaki visibly calmed down as she grabbed the collar of his shirt violently, "WHY didn't you tell me before! I almost had a panic attack!"

"Cedric took it beforehand" Takumi said dryly, a smile came up on his face with a hint of teasing "I wouldn't let my own wife have a panic attack, would I?"

Misaki got out of the car and slammed the door shut. She walked towards the station in a hurry, not waiting for Takumi to come out of the car "Save the sappiness, we're late! The train departs in one minute!" Misaki yelled back as she turned to see Takumi.

The said man sure took his time as he got out of his car, tie dangling down from his neck. He popped the sunglasses on, to save his eyes from the last of the sunset rays. He ran a hand through his hair and strolled out of the car like a model. The flowers in the gardens bloomed, butterflies roamed around, the sunflowers faced him, a few women died out of awe and appreciation, and some whistled suggestively.

Misaki, clearly disgusted by how he oozed of sex, yelled at him "Move those legs!"

"Sure" Takumi said as he jogged next to her smoothly without breaking a sweat.

They walked hurriedly towards the platform. The train was easily spotted, since it had started moving. Misaki didn't have the time to appreciate the beautiful mahogany, expensive and classy, comfortable and cozy looking train. She freaked out as she started running "I told you so!" she yelled at Usui.

"No sweat" Takumi said as he ran and grabbed onto the entry gate, he took Misaki's hand and ushered her inside as the luxurious train sped up.

Misaki fell on Takumi's chest as they both panted, after so much running. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked at Takumi, who still looked beautiful in his state.

"See, we caught the train" He gave her a toothy grin as he pulled Misaki close by the waist.

Misaki huffed and pushed him back "You are the reason why we got late in the first place!" she opened her sling and rummaged through it "Found it" she held up their tickets and walked inside the corridor "Let's find our place"

"Sure" Takumi pouted, feeling abandoned. She didn't even mention how good he drove!

"Wow" Misaki gasped as she walked inside the corridors of the English train. The windows and the carpets were all in shades of maroon, mahogany and crème that complimented the luxurious color theme of the train. She walked until she found the coach number 69, which was reserved for them. Takumi smirked as they stood in front of the door to the private compartment "What a suggestive and fitting number" he snickered. Misaki looked at him quizzically, she didn't know whatever the hell he was talking about "What? The number seems fine to me" she opened the doors.

"I'd love to explain it to you" Takumi winked with a promise seductively. Misaki ignored him and saw a man sitting inside on their seat, "But later" he sighed.

"Cedric" Takumi said with a stoic face, all hints of amusement gone.

"Master, your luggage has been kept in the luggage compartment, the small bag that you requested for is here. I shall take my leave now" He said with a bow. Misaki raised an eyebrow, how was he going to get off from here? She looked at him skeptically, Well, he is a ninja butler. She sighed.

Takumi tossed him a set of keys that belonged to their car "Parked in the station" Cedric caught it expertly.

"Have a good trip, Master, Milady" he bowed and left. Misaki opened the compartment door to thank him, but he just disappeared from the corridor. Some things never change. "Ninja Butler indeed" she mused.

"Everything you will need is in there" Takumi pointed to a small bag sitting on the attached table. Misaki's eyes widened "So you had prepared everything already"

"Of course" Takumi smiled as he patted her head.

"You're an alien" she sighed in defeat.

"Only for you" he promised.

Misaki looked inside the bag and found everything that she had forgotten to pack, she smiled and placed the bag on the table. The compartment was pretty cozy and cute, with velvet red curtains and two berths with standing space between them. There was a mirror on the wall, large windows which showed the beauty of England and its landscapes. She sighed happily as she sat on the window seat, looking out of the window.

England was beautiful.

She looked out happily like a child does, her eyes lighted up whenever she saw some beautiful flowers, or a small lake. The path travelled in between the forests so the view was pretty splendid. They passed various grasslands, lakes, forests, farmlands, and small towns. Misaki was happy and at peace. She had lifted up the windows and sighed in content as wind caressed her face happily. She folded her legs and brought her knees to her chest, after taking off her sandals. She wore a simple top with jeans.

Comfortable.

She looked out lazily and blinked a few times, sleep was taking over her senses and the wind was sending her in dreamland. She didn't even notice or flinch when Takumi took her in his lap and caressed her back with soothing pats on the back. He kissed her forehead as she closed her eyes.

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Misaki was awoken by soft lips on her own, she blinked lazily as she opened her eyes. Takumi smiled as he ran his fingers through her hair "Hi there" he said—his tone soft. The train hummed as it paced forward, and Misaki sat up "Where are we" she asked in her sleepy state.

"We're in the train Misa Chan" he said with a teasing voice. She pouted "Okay"

"Its dinner time for Misa Chan now" Takumi stood up.

"Why did you bring that tie if you didn't want to wear it?" she asked, pointing to a tie lying carelessly on another berth, Takumi chuckled "Because you like it"

"What? I don't" She rubbed her eyes.

"You do, you like it. A. lot." He told her as they exited the compartment and headed towards the dining area.

"I don't know what you're talking about" Misaki said as she hid her blush by walking faster.

"Sure" Takumi smirked as he walked behind her, with his hands in his pants.

"This train is huge" Misaki reveled in the sight as she sat down on a bench. Takumi sat opposite to her as he read the menu card "I agree".

They sat in the dining area which was like a small restaurant. She noticed that the passengers mostly consisted of couples. A few families sat some tables away from them. The duo ate their food in silence, and enjoyed the music the butlers played by the violin.

Misaki walked slowly in the corridor as she looked out of the glass windows at the walls opposite to the compartment doors, the stars twinkled. "It's so beautiful" she murmured.

"Indeed" You, are. Takumi smiled.

"Ohh!"

Misaki stilled. She looked at Takumi quizzically, who raised an eyebrow.

"Right there! Yess!" another moan

Misaki's face turned red, Takumi smirked.

"Oh my god! Ahh!"

Misaki turned around, and stared at the compartment door in horror. The curtains were pulled and hid pretty much whatever was going on at the other side of the door, but it didn't matter. Because, they had a pretty good idea about what was going on.

"Oh god Oh god Oh god!" another moan of ecstasy.

With a red face from embarrassment, she gripped Takumi's wrist and walked fast, she almost ran to their compartment with a look of horror plastered on her face. She closed the door and pulled the curtains and closed the lights and heaved a sigh. Takumi enjoyed the show and finally decided to break the silence with a chuckle.

"Are you scared, Misa?" He was so amused at her frightened face, she was so cute.

"No! I'm just afraid that anyone saw us! It was so weird and who does that in public!?" She said frantically. In a dark compartment, the spark in Takumi's eyes could be seen "Aw, you're so cute" he said cheerily like a girl.

"Aren't you bothered by what you heard?" Misaki's question echoed in the silent compartment. Takumi smirked "Nope, I only enjoy the sounds Misaki makes, they are louder and more beautiful, like music to my ears" he said, and Misaki stilled. She was glad the lights were off and the room was entirely dark which covered her embarrassment well.

"S-Shut up"

"But I'm not lying, you are a screamer" he said with a victorious grin on his face "Makes me so happy"

"…"

"Misa-Chan?"

"…"

"Misa?"

"…"

"Misaki?"

"…"

"You're blushing" He stated as he easily found her in the dark and hugged her "Which is why I love you so much" He murmured in her ear. Misaki calmed down after some time, listening to his steady heartbeat.

"I hate you" she finally spoke as she turned the dimmed lights on. The room was now better lit but not as bright as before.

"Which is why you scream my name so loud every time we—"

BAM! And she punched him. "Good Night, Dear Husband" she said sweetly with a voice laced with poison and laid down on her berth, the lights were off, and so were Takumi's perverted plans.

"This is not how I imagined we'd spend the night" Takumi murmured as he took the other berth and buried his face in the pillow out of frustration.

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NEXT UPDATE: Chapter TWO "Those small beautiful lively towns"

"I know, in fact, you like it. You like it very much." He told her, as if informing her about her own deepest secrets. He hummed softly as his hand reached the hem of her shirt. She trembled as his hand reached her stomach, exploring the soft skin, with expert fingers that knew exactly where she liked to be touched.