"WHAT THE HELL?!"
This was the sound that could be heard from the Student Council room.
"B-but K-kaichou," Yukimura stuttered, "Th-this was wh-what the m-majority v-voted for." He immediately ducked, along with the other student council members, as the demonic aura of the president went immediately rising.
"Tell me one more time," Misaki Ayuzawa snarled, "Why is class 2-2's game booth titled, 'Play and Strip'?!" she screamed, swiping a chair across the room, destroying a lot of objects. More people cowered this time. At this moment, Takumi Usui entered. He went behind the president unnoticed.
"TELL THEM THAT IT IS UNAPPROVED, UNAPPROPRIATE AND REJECTED!" Misaki yelled angrily, "TELL THEM IF THEY DON'T AGREE, THEY'LL SUFFER MY WRATH! NOW GO!!"
Yukimura and the others fled, scared for their miserable lives. Usui, however, remained. He waited until Misaki was sitting behind her desk. Silently, Usui approached her.
"Hey, Prez." He whispered in her ear.
"Crap!" Misaki exclaimed, moving away from Usui. The chair wobbled, then Misaki toppled over to the floor, showing her undergarments to the world, which, she is unaware of. Meanwhile, the poor chair was broken into three pieces.
"Uh, Prez," Usui said, "Nice shorts." He grinned slyly.
"Shut up, you stupid perverted alien!" Misaki retorted, blushing seven shades of red. She got up and brushed her skirt. She glared at Usui, "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked.
Usui sighed. He leaned on the desk. Then he turned to Misaki, bringing his face closer to his."How many times do I have to tell you? I like staying with Ayuzawa."He grinned again. "Even If her shorts are color white."
Misaki, meanwhile, did not notice that her chair was broken, just blushed, then glared at Usui and lowered herself to her chair, which is, as you know, broken. So, you probably know what happens.
"Oof!" she exclaimed, falling to the floor again.
Usui chuckled and then offered his hand to help her get up. "Hey, Prez," he said nonchalantly, "Do you like so much that you keep flashing your white shorts to me?" he asked.
"Shut up, stupid, Usui!" She yelled. She stared at the broken remains of her chair and slapped a hand to her forehead and sighed. "Oh crap. Now, I have no where to sit and I have to pay for this." She sighed again. She glared at Usui (again).
"It's all your fault, you stupid, perverted alien!" She yelled, pummeling Usui with a thick sheet of test papers, sending papers everywhere. "Your fault!" she repeated angrily. "Now where am I supposed to sit? I can't possibly stand all day!"Grumbling, she went to clear the mess of papers.
"How about you sit in another chair?" Usui suggested.
Misaki just scowled and pointed to the destroyed chairs from the ruckus she caused earlier, at the end of the room.
"Okay," Usui mused, "If it's my fault that I broke your chair….." He trailed off, glancing at Misaki.
"Yeah?" Misaki grunted.
"How about…….if I'll be your chair?" Usui asked.
"Hmmm…"Misaki said, tapping her chin, looking at Usui, "No, Pervert. I'll just sit on the floor"
"Please? The floor is dirty." Usui pleaded, using chibi cuteness style." I won't do anything you don't like!"He exclaimed.
"Fine," Misaki muttered, "As long as you keep your promise." She scooted over next to him. He does have a point ,she mused, The floor IS dirty. Usui sat on the floor, then, gingerly, Misaki sat on his lap.
"There," he whispered, "Not so hard, right?"
Misaki had to agree.
A few minutes, silence reigned and while shifting through her papers, Misaki thought of something.
Who would have though that Usui has a warm lap and is a very comfortable chair?
With that, Misaki blushed and leaned on his shoulder.
Feeling this gesture, Usui smiled to himself
My first maid-sama fic, my second favorite anime now.....
Hope ya like it! Sorry if it's so OC....