Disclaimers: Me don't own anything. Haha. Kidding! But I was serious, I don't really own anything. :D

Dedication: I wanted to dedicate this three-shot to Guileene—known here as LyricsandGuitar—since she was a huge fan of that animé known as Fairy Tail. Yeah, I like that one, too. :D. Anyway, the situation is greatly altered to keep things interesting. And mind you, I was currently experimenting on a certain yet absurd level of OOCness so; please bear with me, okay? And please, the characters here are still those of KWMS. I wanted to try changeable characters so, please, bear with my ludicrousness. I just really like experimenting on personalities. Kiss and Tell is not on HIATUS, okay? I was merely taking a break since I was still gathering my thoughts together for the twelfth chapter so, please, be patient—that is what I terribly needed. :D. Off with the story!

Rate: I don't want this to be a rated M but still, since there would be a small number of sweltering panoramas—and incongruous verbal communication—I'm going to place this under Rated M. I anticipate for your kind discernment. And this isn't just a rated M thing-y, okay? I wanted this under rated T, too. And also, this story is comedy—stop thinking of green thoughts just because I've placed this under M rating. Haha. Pervs.

Master Seducer

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See, there's this place within me where your fingertips still rests, your lips still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's a place where a part of you will forever be a part of me

— Gretchen Kemp —

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Every long lost dream, led me to where you are. Others who broke my heart, they were like Northern Stars. They are pointing me on my way and into your loving arms, this much I know is true. God bless the broken road that led me straight to you.

— Rascal Flatts —

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Master Seducer

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Master Seducer

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Master Seducer

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One:

If there was one thing Misaki Ayuzawa ostracized the most that one sweltering day—which happened to be the second week ever since the summer season entered—it would be the display of that jerk Usui Takumi scattering his discreditable pheromones by the café. People—females in particular were obviously staring—and she couldn't help but feel extra vexed since he was taking too much attention and she hated it.

It was driving her crazy, the sight of him, she meant because the despicable man doesn't really know how to play fair! She knew that he knew that he was damned handsome and that he could have all the females in the world wrapped around his skilled little fingers and yet, he was still continuing to turn the charm on as though the attention he was receiving isn't enough for him. Well, who would be idiotic enough to not dart a second—and third and fourth and even the fifth!—glance at him? The man was named sexiest man that ever walked the Earth!

And already, she regretted the fact that she agreed on having him help around Maid Café when the serving thing was supposedly only done by females. Well, this one day is special since Maid Café was temporarily opened for females and now, their day is currently set as Butler Café wherein all servers are to dressed as males—and Satsuki, the absurd manager of the shop, decided to hire a few males to serve as bona fide males. And of course, Usui Takumi had to be involved because it would be a great lost for the café if he weren't able to participate. The maid waitresses were required to dress something as audacious and ingenious as ever and Aoi had the gratification of playing dress up again since he just started basting something outlandish for her that she didn't even wanted to wear in the first place. Come on, in this damned sweltering heat, who in the world would want to wear something akin to a Prince's outfit?

She could really kill Aoi for this.

But what annoyed her most is the fact that although he was wearing nothing but some casual black half-sleeve polo and his usual dark washed jeans; Usui Takumi was able to stand out like some goddamned blooming flower on the wrong season!

She rolled her eyes when some female customers behind her shrieked under their breaths—however they've done that, she had no idea at all—as they asked for that guy in black's service. She couldn't help but clenched her fist tightly as Takumi walked past her, his gaze on her was smoldering it almost made her breathless before he purposefully bumped his huge and well toned shoulder against hers and walked towards the guests behind her.

She seethed with anger. "I said wear something normal!" she hissed irritably as she proceeded near the counter to calm her raging thoughts. She pulled out orders into her tray and took in deep breathes, rolling her eyes again when she heard someone call for Takumi's service again.

Aoi jumped next to her, he, too, was working in their café since manpower is needed before he grinned. Unlike Takumi's abnormal clothing, Aoi was wearing nothing but simply a pair of white shirt and his school slacks—now that is what you consider as normal clothing. "Well, he is wearing something normal."

"How could you call that normal?!" she hissed again. "He was practically spreading his disgusting pheromones by wearing something as… as absurd and disgusting as that!"

Aoi dumped one look at Takumi again, grinning inwardly since he was certain Takumi was doing everything on purpose just to get Misaki's attention—as usual. "You know the difference between normal and absurd, Misaki-chi. And besides, look at the guy! He was simply trying to show you that even though he wasn't doing anything—more especially if he does something—he'd be able to get anyone's attention."

"So, what's your point?"

Aoi smiled. "Why don't you two just make up already; right here, right now—"

"I am not going to make out with him here!" blood crept up Misaki's cheeks while Aoi simply rolled his eyes and started gathering orders. "Do whatever you want." He called over his shoulders before he proceeded towards some tables.

Misaki seethed as she continued to watch Usui Takumi entranced the entire crowd of Maid Café—Butler Café—and she rolled her eyes once again when another group of females shrieked after the perverted outer space alien served them—with matching smiles—with their orders. She was about to ignore them but Kurotatsu—one of the annoying idiot trio—came running around while carrying a tray of fruit juices since he was being chased around by Shiro-yan and ended up colliding against Takumi. The result was flabbergasting because the glasses with the juices all fell down and ended up drenching Takumi from head halfway to his hips.

She couldn't help but laugh. "That should cool you down, jerk."

Erika merely shakes her head upon hearing Misaki's nasty remark. "Hmm, poor Usui-kun. He was only trying to please you."

Misaki grinned. "Well, I guess I'm very pleased now since he looks utterly ridiculous." But the smile on her lips vanished immediately when, instead of pulverizing the two idiots who were running around the café when it was obviously forbidden, Takumi, instead, reached out for the hem of the polo he was wearing before yanking it off over his head. All the female customers gasped while some fell down like dead flies from their chair at the sight of his magnificent body fit enough to be a model being displayed for many spectators to see.

Misaki gasped while Erika merely whistled, she was trying her best to hide her laughter because she was certain Misaki was going to explode any minute now. "Wow, that would cause a heat wave."

Misaki was still flabbergasted, stunned even, even if the loud and ridiculous screams coming from fan girls who were all able to get a view of Usui Takumi's hot body echoed all throughout her ears she was nearly deafened.

Satsuki came running out of the kitchen upon hearing the startling screams and gasped when she saw that Takumi was displaying his body while slowly wiping all traces of juice off his glistening and well toned skin, his muscles rippling on every stroke it was almost as if he was making love with himself. And to quote Erika, damn, he had definitely caused a massive heat wave!

"Misa-chan…" Misaki heard Satsuki say as they all watched her in extreme alarmity.

And to add up to her anger, Takumi started looking around with obvious and irritating innocence in his playful emerald green eyes. "Can anybody hand me a towel?"

A lot of towels were offered to him, even those from distant tables started rushing towards him as they volunteered to wipe away the juice off his skin. Misaki didn't know what hit her either as she grabbed a spare shirt—she didn't even know where she got that—and a towel before she started walking towards Usui Takumi, a determined and obviously annoyed look on her face. She even ignored both Satsuki and Erika when they hissed an alarmed Misaki, stop! at her because they obviously guessed correctly that she was ready to charged against a war. The crowd parted, and she could hear Aoi and Honoka's amused giggles on some corner as she made her way towards Takumi.

Takumi caught her eyes and his innocent eyes suddenly turned wicked and cruelly playful as he focused his gaze only to her. Misaki gulped hugely, she couldn't take her eyes away from his really delicious—disgusting!—yes, disgusting hard earned muscles that were all displayed out for her to see.

Damn the man for making her act like a pervert!

She tried to look mad before she shove the spare shirt and towel against his chest—she blushed at the contact of his skin underneath the soft pad of her hand—before she glared up at him. His eyes were grinning and she was well aware that he was well aware that she knew he was enjoying this more than necessary.

"Get dressed back at the lockers." Misaki hissed at Takumi—her stupid boyfriend who likes to play pranks on her. "And don't get out lest I say so."

Takumi was still grinning as he slung his wet polo over his shoulders and started to walk seductively to the employees' quarters.

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"You think I still get affected whenever you're showcasing your disgusting maleness in front of the entire female population?" Misaki asked Takumi out of a whim due to sudden irritation.

Takumi gazed at her, his eyes held a glint of pure surprise and amusement. "Pardon me?"

"Yes! I don't care anymore if you start seducing the entire female populace, okay? Just come to that Butler special of Maid Café, all right? Satsuki-sama expects your presence!"

If there was one thing Misaki regretted ever saying, that would be the fact that she doesn't care anymore whether Usui Takumi—her stupid boyfriend—is making love with the entire crowd. But God forbid, she knew everything he was doing is nothing but a bluff to make sure she'd eat her words—it was a bet, after all. But although she secretly regretted that, she would never admit to anyone—not especially to that guy—that she wanted out of their bet. She stared at Takumi, his hair on its usual messy hairdo, but there wasn't just anything usual with the way he carries himself. In order to get her attention—yes, she was confident to say that he was only doing that to get her attention—he was all smiles today and acknowledges the presence of his fan girls who, by the way, looked like terrible idiots following after him since they worship the perverted alien as though he was some sex God.

She frowned at the adjective but couldn't deny it anyway since what others were saying about her boyfriend is true anyway—and in every quintessence of the word!

The bet started a day before the Butler special of Maid Café.

"Misaki-chan, you don't mind inviting Takumi to our Butler special, right? Since he was extremely good looking, I think he'd be able to attract more customers—along with you—once we placed him on the service crew."

That was what Satsuki had told her that night while they were packing up by the kitchen. And just in time, the said perverted alien came barging in from the quarters, his uniform already on but he carried it with a force of an impending storm as though he was advertising school uniforms for pedo girls to ogle about. Misaki couldn't help but swallow heavily, because indeed, that uniform hogged his body as though it had a mind of its own—emphasizing the hard earned physique of his taut shoulders and well-muscled arms. She thought she wanted to throw herself at him but swiftly look away when he caught her gaze and started wearing that familiar maliciously mischievous watch.

"I don't think I'd be able to attend your Butler special, Manager. As you can see, I've got a very jealous girlfriend."

Misaki turned a deep and dark shade of angry red as she glared at Takumi. "What? You think I still get affected whenever you're showcasing your disgusting maleness in front of the female population?"

Takumi obviously looked amused. "Pardon me?"

"We've been dating for half a year now and I could very much say that I've gotten fairly used over your stupid tricks already. I don't get affected by you at all. Not at all. If you want to come, then come. I don't care anymore."

Takumi's eyes turned wickedly mischievous as he crossed his muscled arms over his muscled chest, his thumb came rubbing the lower part of his lips as he eyed Misaki with such obvious seduction. "Hmm, I'm giving you the chance to take that back."

"No way in hell I'd do that! Just come already!"

Takumi laughed. "Care to repeat what you've told me again?"

Misaki's forehead creased. "I don't care anymore?"

"Not that, stupid. The other one."

"Just come already?"

The intensity inside his eyes turned a few more shades higher as his green gaze turned even more afire. And with only his gaze, he was able to root Misaki on her spot. "The one about getting used of me…"

Realization dawned on her face as Misaki nodded. "Oh, that one. I said, I could very much say that I've gotten fairly used over your stupid tricks already. I don't get affected by you at all."

"And you won't take it back?"

Misaki started to get annoyed because Takumi had successfully placed them in a loop conversation. "Yes! I don't care anymore if you start seducing the entire female populace, okay? Just come to that Butler special of Maid Café, all right? Satsuki-sama expects your presence!"

"A hundred bucks says you don't really mean that."

Aoi, who appeared out of nowhere, came prancing inside the kitchen and grinned in amusement over what's transpiring between the Idiot Couple. "Misaki, I know that you know that you weren't an idiot for accepting a bet against your boyfriend when we all know who's about to win."

She'd snorted. "Your lack of faith in me hurts."

"Well, it isn't like I have much faith in you. I just know that you'd get lost on that and you're about to lost a hundred bucks against Takumi."

She gasped. "No, I won't!" Takumi's dark chuckle snapped her out of her conversation against Aoi. She frowned at him. "Make it two hundred! And you won't be laughing anymore once you lost on this! You'll be as sorry as your ass! And if I win, you'll lead Maid Café's Kissing booth next week."

Takumi had that sinful grin on his lips as he stared at his daring girlfriend in amusement. Misaki could only gulped since what she hated most are sinfully handsome men. With just his seductive and sensual grin—and the way he licks his lower lips, damn the guy!—he could make the Botticelli angel look like a friggin' gargoyle! "You're on—oh, and if I win, you'd kiss me here in the kitchen and in front of the entire staff of Maid Café."

"What—you pervert!"

"You had your conditions. I'm going to set mine as well."

She was about to retort but Satsuki-sama started shrieking loudly as though she was some crazed teenager who had her first orgasm. "Deal's on!" she screeched. "And since this is the first time you two are going PDA, I obtain the right to video your first torrid kiss!"

Misaki frowned. "Satsuki-sama," she groaned. "—you make it sound like I'm going to lost here."

The self-effacing Manager of Maid Café smiled apologetically at Misaki. "Well, honey, let's just say I know how things like this ends, okay?"

She groaned and frowns again when she saw Takumi offering his hand to her for a handshake, his expression saying Game. Match. On. She accepted his deal. "You're going down."

Takumi sniggered darkly—and she was instantly enamored by his also sinful chuckle. This guy could definitely become a Master Seducer! "You'd regret this so much you would never dare bet against me again."

"Hah! We'll see."

"We will really see, Ayuzawa."

Aoi, Satsuki and the other employees who are present inside the staff room groaned—and squealed—because things are getting exciting for Maid Café again.

So, it was her stupid statement at the heat of the moment that set things spinning, but she never thought that jerk Takumi would take things this serious! And not only that, two hundred bucks are on the line! God knows she needed as much money as she could earn for this week's daily expenses and now, once she lost, she'd be handing over her food money to that jerk Takumi!

Damn him for being a money-whore when he's friggin' rich already!

"Don't you think you two are getting way too serious with this bet?"

Misaki sniffed, obviously unimpressed as she continued eating her lunch, trying her best to look unaffected in front of her best friend, Sakura, who bet against Takumi since she was present in Maid Café, too. "I think things are going just fine. And besides, it is high time someone teach that jerk a lesson."

"Nobody teaches Usui Takumi a lesson." It was Shizuko and Misaki frowned when even her supposedly stoic best friend was unable to suppressed a sigh after Takumi started rolling up the sleeves of his long sleeve uniform to his elbows—showing an expanse of pale and smooth flesh—since he will be joining their classmates on playing basketball. "Ah, your lover boy is playing basketball."

Sakura sighed, too. "And he stands out the most. What a sight. I know I shouldn't have retired from his fan club."

Misaki was flabbergasted. "You were a member of that?!"

"Aren't we all—"

"Kyaa! Go, Usui-sama!" some girls started screaming.

"I love you, Usui-sama!"

"Go for it, Takumi-sama!"

"Make love with me already, Takumi-sama!"

Misaki rolled her eyes as she started wrapping her lunch. "This is really getting ridiculous?"

Sakura laughed. "Now, you say that?"

"No—not the bet. I mean, his fan girls. They are starting to look really exaggerated." She dusted grass off her skirt and dumped her lunch box inside her bag before shrugging. She was already and really in a bad mood. "I'm going off to the Student Council room." She darted one last glance at Takumi and gulped again when she noticed that three of his uniform's button were left undone—not leaving much for one's imagination. And she couldn't help but blushed beet red because even his slightly exposed chest seemed to be seducing her into submission. She remembered feeling his chest under the soft pads of her fingertips, and his lips seductively brushing against her jaw down to the base of her throat as he tried to enamor her senseless—and she was instantly captivated because she suddenly turns all squiggly once he turns the charm on.

Takumi darted one seductive glance her way, and her face turned a hundred shades redder before she bid farewell to Sakura and Shizuko and dashed away from the open field.

Shizuko could only pity Misaki. "Hmm, I didn't know she was that dense when it comes to love. Isn't it obvious that Takumi's doing all these absurd things to make sure he keeps her under his control?"

Sakura casually laughed. "Well, I still think he had turned the charm on at full throttle."

"And she's doomed." Shizuko waved at Takumi when he abandoned the game halfway and approached them. She smiled good-naturedly. "Don't you think you should pity her? She was practically melting with just one gaze from you."

Takumi slumped down on the floor and joined them and both women thought Misaki was so goddamned lucky to have a boyfriend who would even bother to do absurd things like this just to keep their girlfriends leashed to their charms. "That's the whole point. I want to make her see that even if I am already her boyfriend, she still wouldn't be able to get used to me."

Sakura snickered. "And your point?"

"She's mine." He says, his eyes were glinting with obvious wickedness again. Sakura and Shizuko notice the girls around them melt because he was just so seductive it was almost ridiculous. "And whatever's mine, it won't get away from me easily. And besides, I was after the kiss."

"You really live up to your reputation."

"Where's Ayuzawa off to?"

"SC room." He nodded at the two before he began to walked out of the field too and entered the building where the SC room was located. Shizuko shakes her head again before she resumed eating. "Let's just hope Misaki wouldn't hang herself in the SC room once Takumi is done seducing her again."

Sakura giggled. "Actually, I bet against Misaki. It was obvious she'd lost this."

Shizuko paused momentarily, before she started laughing. "I did the same, too."

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Yey, what do you think? Was it nice? Was it dripping with sensuality and seduction? I was trying to accept a certain level of OOCness here so please, bear with me while I test, okay? I really wanted to see a side of Takumi openly seducing Misaki in front of other people. I like the idea of them PDA-ing. :D

Give me some review, okay?

Two more chapters left and then, it'll be Kiss and Tell.

AndyBunny