A/N: Hello there! :D Thank you to everyone who viewed and read this story, and those who have left their reviews. Sorry for being a crappy fanfic author, I'm really just new to this shit. Hihi. Anyways, I need to tell you people that I DO NOT OWN KAICHOU WA MAID SAMA and I'd like to thank HIRO FUJIWARA-sensei for bringing them to life.

*I feel exceptionaly generous and happy today because of a very very very good news I received yesterday. I passed the Licensure Exam for my profession. Yahoo! And because I am very happpppyyyyyy, I bring you the next chapter of Six-Twelfths. ENJOY LOVES!*

FLASHBACK:

8:30 AM. Our honeymoon place. Wear my favorite lacy underwear.

XOXO, Your personal sex offender.

Her face dimmed after she read it.

"THAT PERVERTTTTTT!"

"Let me beat your ass to a pulp, you little git!" Misaki yelled as she crumpled the card so hard that it turned to dust.

She grabbed her towel and proceeded to shower and brush her teeth, finishing in two minutes tops, a new record for the usually composed and reserved "demon" president of Seika High.

"Now, now. What to wear? Favorite undies, you say? Aha! Grandma panties and bra. Perfect!" She chuckled at her own dry, wicked humor as she put on clothes at random.

She then went to the drawer and combed her hair and examine her face but the roses on the drawer top were far too distracting. She finished brushing her hair, sighed and examined the rich, deep red flowers.

"If he brought it here last night, why does it seem to be so fresh, fresh like him? Fresh and crisp and yummy and hot."

Ugh! She slapped her forehead, scolding herself for those weird thoughts that popped in her brain.

She then noticed a tiny white paper, folded and concealed among the flowers.

She hastily opened the note and read it.

"Misaki, we're halfway there. Thank you. Happy 6th. Yours always and forever, Takumi."

Oh no! How can I forget it?! Damn!

Biting her lip, Misaki quickly shed off the sloppy clothes and granny undies and wore "his favorites". Those "favorites" were the silk and lace ones Takumi brought back from Great Britain.

Donning a sleeveless babydoll dress, she hastily smoothed her hair, grabbed a never-opened perfume bottle on the drawer and spritzed the alluringly sweet scent. Grabbing her phone, the note and her purse, she dashed off to his unit, leaving Suzuna and Taku at their house.

She arrived soon afterward on the condominium lobby and glanced at her phone only to see that she's 5 minutes late. She ran towards the elevator and punched the button that would open the doors.

"Why does this goddamned thing take too long to go down?!" She muttered under her breath, exasperated. She pressed the button again and again until an audible 'ping' announced the arrival of the lift and the doors opened.

She was surprised when she saw a freshly-showered Usui Takumi alone inside, leaning casually against one side of the elevator.

A faint blush crept on her face and she gasped when he quickly tugged her hand, pulling her inside the elevator space, her body crashing into his as the doors closed.

"Well, well. Someone's late." Takumi murmured on Misaki's ear, his hot breath fanning her neck causing her to tremble.

"I... Er, hi." Misaki said as she looked up to him.

She became aware of how intimate their position was, and as if on cue, snippets of the dream flashbacked in her mind which caused her to blush beet-red.

In a flash, Takumi's warm lips covered hers, setting her senses on fire. As his seeking mouth ravaged hers, her arms snaked up to his nape, her hands fisting his soft, blond hair, coaxing him to deepen the kiss. Moments later, Misaki broke their kiss, grasping for air and trembling as a sweet sensation spread through her body.

"Good morning, Misaki. You taste so good." Takumi spoke in a husky voice and placed a chaste kiss on the tip of her nose.

"You pervert! What possessed you to molest me right here in this elevator?!" She hissed as she broke away from him, amber eyes shooting imaginary darts in his direction.

"Molest? Hmm. It was more of a rape with consent, Misa-chan." He said with a chuckle as his arms encircled his cute girlfriend's waist.

Her annoyance dissipated and she gently snuggled against Takumi. One of her arms reached out behind his back and she tucked her hand at his jeans' back pocket.

"I'm cold." She answered simply, when Takumi gazed at her, puzzled.

"Wow. Kaichou is extra sly today. You can squeeze it, if you want." He smirked and wiggled one blond eyebrow at her.

"Oh God, how I hate you." She pursed her mouth and rolled her eyes.

Takumi chuckled in response and tightened his arms around his girlfriend, his most favorite person in the world.

"You know how I love you Misa-chan. Do you want me to show you?" He whispered silkily in her ear, making Misaki gulp.

The elevator door opened and they slowly walked towards Takumi's unit, still in their awkward hugging position.

Yaaay, and that was chapter two. Please please please drop reviews on this chapter please? And if you have suggestions or you have anything to say to moi, don't hesitate to send PMs to me. I don't bite and I swear we can be great friends! ;) Thanks for reading! Mwah!