WISH UPON A STAR

A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first ever fan fiction on my favorite couple Takumi and Misaki. So before I begin I would like to tell that this is an AU story which is loosely based on an Indian daily soap opera "Na Bole Tum Na Maine Kuch Kaha." I have tried to keep the characters like the same way they were in the anime/ manga but still if you find them a bit OOC then they are written according to the requirement of the story. So please enjoy and do tell me if I should continue.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kaichou wa Maid Sama and Na Bole Tum Na Maine Kuch Kaha. However I own this story.

CHAPTER 1

"What did the teacher said, Misaki?"

My mother-in-law gave me a piercing gaze and continued to fold the dried clothes. Ayumi Shintani is my ever strict mother-in-law who never liked me from the beginning itself. She believed that it was always me who snatched her son, Hinata away from her by making him go against his family to marry me and now they lost their only son as I am a bad omen for their family. In the beginning it was difficult to cope up with her but now when I have lost the only reason of my living, my husband, I hardly take any offence.

"Misaki I am talking to you not the walls." Exclaimed my mother-in-law as she snapped her fingers in front of me.

"Oh I am sorry Shintani-kun." I replied with a small smile "Ruri has again beaten few boys of her class as they were teasing her. I requested the teacher to give her a last warning which she eventually obliged."

"You didn't scold her for once. Did you?" She raised a brow at me.

"No I didn't." I sighed and looked in her eyes "My daughter can never raise her hand for anything wrong. They were challenging her for a race and when she beats them in it, they got angry for losing from a girl so they tried to hit her and it was only self-defense which she did."

Shintani-kun frowned and went to resume her work but not before taunting me.

"Yeah she can't be any better than her mother who always thinks herself equal to men"

I smirked bitterly but said nothing.

"Ma, I am home." Screamed my 6 years old daughter Ruri as I hugged back her with all my love.

"So how was your day, Ruri?" I took her bag and bottle and gestured her to sit on the dining table.

"It was awesome. Those bullies got a beating of their life from me. Now they dare underestimate any girl." Exclaimed Ruri proudly as she puffed her mouth with my badly shaped rice balls.

"I understand child but now, no more fighting." I patted her head slightly.

"Why Ma? Did I do anything wrong?" She gave me a puppy dog look.

"Don't give me that look." I tried to look as stern as possible although my heart was already melting seeing those chocolate brown eyes. They always remind me of Hinata.

We were childhood friends. Hinata has always loved me from the beginning itself but it was me who realized this feeling when we reached high school. We began dating soon after and got married just after we completed our graduation much to his mother's dislikes. Though my father-in law, Satoshi Shintani was always supportive and tried to defend me in front of his wife.

Life was beautiful with Hinata and soon we realized that I was pregnant. We were bestowed with a beautiful daughter whom we named as Ruri. Our life was moving smoothly and even my relations with my mother-in-law were starting to turn better only to turn for the worse. Hinata got involved in a severe car accident when he was going for a meeting by road. His car breaks have failed leading it to fall from the cliff. We never found Hinata's body. It's been 2 years since then and it felt like yesterday when I used to find Hinata sitting beside Ruri and making fun of my badly shaped rice balls.

A small smile curved my lips as a lone tear escaped my eyes.

Ruri noticed this and was quick to hug me. She knows me better than anyone else and like that I find solace in my daughter's arms

"Usui kun."Aoi pestered me for the 5th time. I shot him an it-must-be-meaningful-or-I-am-hitting-you-badly kind of look from above my laptop.

We were sitting at our newly rented apartment in the living room.

Aoi sweat dropped a bit and slowly walked towards me. I closed my laptop and sighed.

"What is it Aoi? Can't you see I am working?" I asked with a bored look.

"I am sure you were not working but thinking about something" He smirked at me.

"So?"

"Mind sharing with me?" His eyes gleamed with excitement. Seriously this guy pisses me off upto no limit.

"No." I straightaway declined and resumed my work.

"Is it a girl?" He nudged me with his elbow. Okay this is the limit I feel.

"So what if it is?" I snapped back.

"Seriously Usui, when was the last time you looked so worked up because of a girl?"

"I am more than amused right now." A smirk escaped my lips as I recalled that unusual encounter with that weird girl.

"Hey you stop right there!" Misaki shouted as she ran with a demonic speed behind a thief. She ran past Takumi who was casually walking on the pavement only to be stopped by this commotion and looked at the direction of that girl and soon after he saw an old lady walking as fast as she could towards the same direction.

Takumi was quick to join the dots and ran at a much faster pace but only reached to find that same girl beating the hell out of that thief with the help of that same huge purse which that thief was running away with.

He gave a puzzled look and turned towards that old lady who is calling him now.

"Son, please stop this girl. My purse is empty so it's enough beating I guess" She told Takumi and continued to stop Misaki.

Takumi sweat dropped a little and went to that girl.

"Hey that's enough I think." He tried to hold Misaki's hand only to get a blow from the purse.

"Ow!" Exclaimed Takumi holding his head

"You idiot! Why the hell are you coming in between? Misaki frowned at him "This thief deserved to be punished."

"But child listen to..." The old lady tried to intervene.

"No Obasan, you don't feel scared."

"But child..."

"Obasan leave it to me."

"Child my purse…"

"Obasan's purse is empty." Takumi butted in a loud voice which was enough for Misaki to stop right there.

"Your purse is what?" Misaki's eyes widened at the old lady.

"Yes child, my whole purse is empty. I just got it as a gift from my granddaughter but thank you for saving it. God bless you my child." She took the purse from her hand, ruffled her hair softly and went on her way.

The thief also ran for his life while the little crowd also dispersed leaving the two alone.

Misaki felt a strong gaze upon her as she quickly turned to find those emerald orbs locking with her amber ones.

"What are you looking at?" She asked getting irritated.

"Nope, just wondering."Takumi smirked "If you are normally this weird or today is a special day."

Misaki's face flushed with embarrassment as she charged back "Stop spouting nonsense you idiot!" She stormed her feet and went to the other direction.

"Hey!" Takumi called back.

She stopped and turned back raising a brow at him. Her eyes widened as she saw him coming towards her direction.

"What do you..?" She took a step back but Takumi was quick to hold her arm stopping her from moving any further.

"Do you want to die? How dare you hold my arm?" She tried to jerk her arm away only to be pulled a little closer to him as he hold her hand, squeezing it a bit to make her realize about her own wound. Misaki didn't realize when she caught the thief and snatched the purse, her hand bruised from its sharp zip.

"Ow.. ow.." She whimpered in an unladylike way which was the cue for Takumi to leave her hand. He pulled a fresh white handkerchief out of his blue jeans pocket and tied it around her hand.

"You don't need to do this. I need to return this back to you" Misaki pointed at the kerchief.

"You can keep it if you want" Takumi chuckled softly as he knotted it. He bowed a bit and started walking.

"But…"

"Or..." Takumi stopped and turned a little towards her "We might meet again"

With this he started walking in his direction leaving a confused Misaki behind only to be getting back to her senses and screaming "Who would like to meet an idiot like you again?"

I chuckled at that memory making that purple hair-colored boy more confused. I am a journalist by profession who is living with my all time caretaker cum friend cum brother Aoi Hyodo. We have known each other from past 8 years. His parents used to serve my parents in our Britain mansion until they died in an accident and it was then my mother decided to send Aoi with me in Japan to take care of me. I never wanted to join my father's business and was always passionate about journalism so I left my native home in order to be free from my father's hold as I got a job in Japan and since then we are living here. Mother comes to see me sometimes with more than her intention of taking me back and joining my father's business but my reply never changes and eventually she agreed for my happiness. However this has created a sort of rift between my father and me which I don't see like going down anytime soon and am honestly fine with that as he is the one who doesn't understand my passion.

"Earth to Usui kun" Aoi dramatically gestured at me. "Care to share your amusement with me?" He continued

I sighed and went to fetch a glass of water for myself "I met a weird pretty girl today." I gulped a bit and answered him.

"Pretty huh?" Aoi gestured a brow suggestively making me roll my eyes at him.

"I said weird as well. Now go make some food for me. I'm famished." I went to resume my work in my room taking my laptop from the table.

"But I want to know the rest of the story." Aoi whined.

"No." I closed the door at his face.

"Ma what is wrong with your hand?" Ruri gestured towards my hand which was knotted with a kerchief as I was untangling her braids. We were sitting on the bed in my room.

Suddenly memories of the morning returned back to me. It all happened when I was returning back from Ruri's school. This kerchief reminded me of that guy. He was an idiot who was sticking his nose in other's matters. I huffed and opened it.

"Nothing much child. I met an idiot today."

Okay so this was the first chapter. Do tell me if you liked it and whether I should continue it in the review section. Constructive criticisms are more than welcome. :)

-234myname