A/N: Thanks for all your reviews and +alerts. Here is the next installment, enjoy.

Unexpected Circumstances

Chapter 2


Misaki stood at the door and knocked once but before she could knock again the door opened suddenly to reveal the smiling face of Takumi. He pulled her toward him and suddenly their lips met each other with a passion they'd never had before.

It was needy. They needed each other's touch.

Before they knew it he'd slammed the door closed behind them, her shoes discarded at the door and found themselves in his bedroom. He couldn't hold out any longer. He was moving away and so he needed her; he needed to be close to her in an intimate way before he left.

Misaki's cheeks were turning red as she allowed him to deepen the kiss. The next minute they were shedding clothes, first his shirt, then her skirt and socks, then his pants and finally he lifted up her shirt and threw it to the ground.

Misaki pulled out of the kiss for a moment to gasp in shock. Was she really about to go the next step with Takumi? He looked down at her, a serious look upon his face.

"You don't-" he began but she pushed through her embarrassment of him seeing her so intimately and smiled.

"Yes, I do." She reached behind to unclasp her bra and pulled it off her chest, dropping it to the ground.

Usui's eyes widened for a moment, drinking in her beautiful form before closing the gap between them again to kiss her. He wrapped an arm around her slender naked back and placed a hand into her hair as they again kissed passionately.

They found themselves on the bed and Misaki looked up at him, her cheeks hot from the kissing and the prospect of her virtue about to be taken away. As he lay above her, his arms holding him upright either side her arms, he looked down at her wondering if this is what she really wanted. When she smiled back, he knew it was right.

OOO-OOO

It was an experience she'd never had before and she hoped that it was just the beginning. Her head rested on Takumi's bare chest, their bare legs entwined, his toned arm holding her bare form close to him. He could feel her breasts against his side and it almost made him feel like taking her again. But to be honest, he was actually tired now and his chest was glistening with a small amount of sweat.

Green orbs stared down at her and he smiled in content. Misaki looked up at him, her cheeks still slightly rosy from their previous events.

"What?" she asked with a growing amused smile.

"Oh nothing. Just thinking about how lucky I am."

Misaki laughed and leaned up to place a small chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth. "And to think I just did the deed with a perverted alien."

This made Takumi laugh too. "I did say you turned me on, didn't I? I wasn't lying."

Misaki's cheeks burned hot with embarrassment at his crude words. "No you weren't..." she said with fake annoyance.

"Misaki, are you really okay with me leaving?" he asked quietly as their pillow talk turned serious.

She again rested her head against his chest and placed her hand on the other side of his chest. Her eyes focused on something on the other side of the room as she thought about her feelings about his migration to England.

"I'll be okay," she finally said.

Takumi sighed. "You don't sound like it-"

"Well I am. You need to do this, right? For your family and I'm sure this is what you want, right?" she asked, deep down hoping that he said he didn't.

He paused as he thought of his answer. The truth was, he did want to go. But he didn't want to leave Misaki. After everything they'd been through, he really didn't want to leave her.

"I want to go. I want to do as my brother asks...to see my family. I want to see what they're like. After living in the shadows of them, living in secret, I just want to see what its like to live in their light," he explained.

Misaki nodded. "I understand. And so I'm behind you. I want...I want you to be happy, Takumi," she said, looking up at him with a reassuring smile.

Takumi smiled and leaned down to place a soft kiss on top of her head. "I'm only happy with you. With Ayuzawa. But, this is something I have to do."

Misaki began to trace circles around his chest when he grabbed her hand to stop her.

"But before I go..."

His lips met hers as he rolled her around so she again had her back against the bed and they made love again and again until it was time for her to leave.

Misaki gasped as she awoke with a start. Her face sweaty from the memory or dream of what happened with Takumi before he'd left for England.

She shook her head, trying to forget it all. But how could she forget the only man she's ever loved?

Misaki felt angry now, angry at herself for not forgetting him. She also couldn't forget the cold way he'd spoken to her the day she went to see him. Royalty had changed him.

It was over now, she had to forget.

OOO-OOO

"Welcome back, Master-sama!" Misaki said, her voice cute and polite as she'd been trained to do.

Hiroki was with her mother and Suzuna today while she did some shifts on the weekend. Once the girls at Maid Latte were told about her pregnancy, the shock of it stunned them all.

But the manager, Satsuki, was very understanding. After everything Misaki had done for her and the girls, the only thing she could give her was her understanding and reassurance that she still had a job there, when ever she could manage it.

And now since Misaki was at a law school and had Hiroki to take care of, Misaki could only manage shifts on the weekend and some shifts after her lectures and classes during the week.

Satsuki admired Misaki. Even after finding out from Misaki herself that Usui had abandoned her for a better life and even after looking after a child, she still managed to both work and go on to do a law degree.

"Would you like some water to start, Master-sama?" Satsuki heard Misa-chan say in her bright, polite voice.

Satsuki stared at Misaki from the curtain which lead to the kitchen and her eyes glistened with admiration. It wasn't until Misaki walked toward her that Satsuki realised how long she had been staring at her staff member.

"Manager?" asked Misaki, puzzled at why she was staring at her.

"Oh nothing Misaki. Good job today, you can have an early minute. Its almost 6pm," smiled Satsuki.

Misaki nodded and went through the curtain.

"How is little Hiroki? I haven't seen him for ages!" exclaimed Satsuki as she followed Misaki to the locker room.

Misaki turned and rolled her eyes. "You saw him last week. We went to the park, remember?"

Satsuki pouted. "Yes but-"

"Yes but Manager loves children, so good luck on getting rid of her," said Dark Honoka from behind them.

Both Misaki and Satsuki's expressions turned dark since Dark Honoka was here.

"Isn't the little tyke turning 5 tomorrow?" asked Honoka, back to her 'normal' self.

Satsuki breathed out, thanking god that Dark Honoka had left.

Misaki awkwardly smiled. "Ha ha, yes. You are coming to his birthday, aren't you Honoka? Satsuki?"

"Of course we all are!" exclaimed Honoka and Satsuki and also Erika and Subaru were suddenly there.

"It will probably be the last time to see all of us together since Subaru has gotten a full time job and Honoka and Erika are opening a business in a few months," said Satsuki cheerfully, although, deep down she quite sad at the fact that her girls were leaving her.

It was always on the cards, it wasn't the life she wanted for her favourite maids. And so she was proud.

OOO-OOO

Misaki went out the back door and for some reason, nostalgically looked at the wall opposite.

"You're back to normal," said Usui casually as he leaned against the wall, staring at Misaki now in her plain clothes, and not the provocative maid uniform she'd been wearing earlier.

"W-what is it? What do you want?" asked Misaki in a fluster.

"Nothing really," he replied nonchalantly. "Just wanted to make sure the maid just now was indeed the President."

Misaki closed her eyes and breathed for a moment. He wasn't here, he never would be here again. But that moment, all those years ago, was the start of their intermittent relationship. The start of her misery.

Tomorrow was Hiroki's birthday and nothing would stop her from not doing her best to make sure that he had a great birthday, despite not having a father to also wish him a happy birthday.

But was that really all Takumi's fault? She'd like to think she hated him and that everything that happened that day was his fault, but it wasn't. Should she have fought more? Should she have at least gone back to find out more from his brother?

It was too late for that now.

OOO-OOO

Takumi walked into his old apartment. He glanced to his bedroom, remembering the last time he'd truly been with Misaki there. He'd been so happy and regretted ever leaving Japan the next day.

He sat in an arm chair that sat next to the large open windows that looked out over the town. He wondered what Misaki was doing, how she was going...who she was with.

"So you are back then," said Tora Igarashi. He leaned against a black car with tinted windows with a smug look on his face. How did Tora even know he was going to be here today?

Tora wore a white suit with a black shirt and white tie. He was smart looking and he'd filled out a bit more than the last time Takumi had seen him. He looked almost as lean as himself now.

"Takumi, wait for me!" said a female voice from behind him as the clicking of heeled shoes was heard coming toward them. Takumi inwardly loathed Reika for taking it upon herself to follow him to Japan.

Tora's face lit up like a Christmas Tree. "Who's this?"

Takumi narrowed his eyes at his loathsome rival and was about to say a friend when Reika walked forward and smiled dashingly at Tora, holding out her hand.

"Reika Yashitoro, Takumi-kun's fiance," she smiled brightly.

Tora shook her hand, which was surprising on her part since she was expecting him to kiss it, but again, his eyes didn't linger on her as much as she liked. What was with these two men?

Tora looked at Takumi with a victory smirk.

"Your fiance-" said Tora but was interrupted as Takumi shoved Tora out of the way to open the back door. He looked to Reika pointedly.

She got in with confusion written on her face and as she was about to say something he shut the door and banged on the top of the car. The car drove off. It was his driver so he would take Reika to her own hotel.

He'd been adamant with Reika on the plane about how they were not staying in the same room, not even the same hotel. Takumi then turned to face his nemesis.

"That was rude," said the lime blonde haired man. "She'll be pissed at you, women always are."

"I don't care. Why are you here?" asked Takumi his eyes like fire at the sudden urge to beat Tora up for a number of things.

The former President of Miyabigaoka High School pursed his lips, wondering how he could really upset Takumi.

"To greet the great Doctor Usui," smiled Tora. His golden orbs looked playful.

He was enjoying the way Takumi was clearly holding back his anger. He enjoyed knowing that he had something that Takumi once had.

"Tch. Don't fuck with me," said Takumi in low tones as he took a step toward Tora.

"Okay you got me. By the way, Misa-chan is doing well," he said, his eyes watching Takumi's reaction.

Usui hid it well, but the tightening of his jaw gave him away.

"I do love the way you really hurt her because I couldn't have done it any better, to be honest," Tora said playfully. "Anyway, I've gotta go. I'm a CEO now and I have a party to prepare for tomorrow."

Takumi narrowed his eyes but the guilt is what him him the hardest. He reached forward and grabbed one of Tora's arms and yanked him back to face him.

"How would you know if she was doing well or not?" It was a stupid thing to do and ask, on his part, especially because he was supposed to show that he didn't care about Misaki anymore, but his anger outweighed his brain.

Suddenly golden eyes met green and they stared each other down. Tora yanked his arm out of Takumi's reach and put a hand into his inner jacket pocket to take out of his phone.

He unlocked it and shoved it in Takumi's face.

Takumi' eyes widened. It was a photo. The setting was at some classy restaurant, he couldn't tell which one. The thing that really shocked him was that Misaki was in the photo, dressed in a form fitting black cocktail dress...and Tora had his lecherous arm around her, his smug idiot face truly ruining what could have been a nice photo. Misaki's face was red with embarrassment but she didn't seem to recoil from his touch anymore, despite there being some distance away from Tora which indicated to him that the relationship she had with Tora was simply platonic. Misaki had her arm around someone else as well but their body was cut out of the photo. They were certainly shorter than herself though.

Takumi was seething on the inside with jealousy, annoyance and utter fury but he had to control himself. After all, Misaki was the type of woman to hold a grudge, there was no way she would see him in the same light as before so there was no use beating the crap out of Tora when she already hated him.

Tora put his phone back in his jacket pocket and smiled.

"Interesting, isn't it? And I have you to thank."

Starting tomorrow, Takumi knew he had to see her. In what capacity he didn't know. He'd start out small to see just how much she loathes him.

Things were in motion back in England. His grandfather was dying and so was his brother, apparently. He felt sad for them, he did, but he didn't know them. He'd been in England for five years and yet, he knew next to nothing about his brother and his grandfather. What he did know is that now was the time to finally go back to the woman he loved.

He would try to tell her why he did what he did, but he had to wait for the right moment.

OOO-OOO

The next few days passed without a hitch. Hiroki's birthday came and went like a breeze. It was a small closed celebration at Maid Latte, courtesy of Satsuki. Many of her invited friends turned up, including Yukimura, Kanou, the three stalker idiots (Shirakawa, Sarashina and Kurosaki), the Maid Latte girls, her mother and Suzuna, Hinata, Sakura, Shizuko and Tora. As well as several other children from his play group. Her friends were quite distant toward Tora, not really knowing him other than that he used to be the former President of Miyabigaoka High School.

All of them had helped her throughout the last few years. The three boys who always followed her around and visited Maid Latte all the time had full time jobs but they ended up becoming good friends of hers and had even baby sat a few times. They all had girlfriends now but still maintained that Misaki would always be their first 'love'. Yukimura and Kanou, whom are still the best of friends, would get her out of a pinch by baby sitting from time to time. Kanou would also sometimes help her with her studies, by pretending to be witnesses in her with mock cases.

Hinata was always there when he could, but he got a scholarship to a University a few towns away through basketball and so wasn't always around. He'd been supportive throughout her whole pregnancy - even after knowing that Usui was the father of her child. When he was able, he'd run to the shop for her or cook her and Hiroki meals. He was dating Suzuna now, which Misaki thought was really sweet since they were so cute together.

Sakura visited and helped out when she could, even though she traveled quite a bit with UxMishi as she was Kuuga's fiance and his band now had several top chart hits. Shizuko was working with the government in some manner. Shizuko never revealed how, but Misaki suspected she was an agent of some sort. She was always traveling for her job as well but popped around when she could.

And Tora. Tora for some reason was always helping her. She'd always pegged him as a plague to the human race, a rich womanizer whom did anything to get what he wanted. However, he was always there for her. He helped her financially in the beginning and then he started baby sitting sometimes, taking them out for dinner (despite her refusing many times before finally giving in) and even stayed on the couch some nights after helping her with chores.

Misaki didn't understand it but she wasn't going to discourage the changes he'd made about himself either. Everyone could change and Tora had made the biggest step to being a better human being that she'd ever seen in anyone else and so they slowly but surely became friends.

And for her, he would never be more than a friend. She knew that wasn't how Tora felt, you could tell by the way he looked at her. It made her feel uneasy but he knew about her feelings on the matter.

On Hiroki's birthday, he got lots of presents. He had always been an indifferent sort of boy. He was very smart, a little too smart and hardly talked, well, not like normal boys his age. He was often always on his notebook or reading a book. At the party, she asked him not to be so anti-social and tried to encourage him to interact with the other kids from his playgroup. He slowly began to talk to them but when Misaki observed him for a while, she realised that Hiroki was in a whole different league to the other kids.

"Did you have fun, 'Roki?" she asked, placing a soft kiss on his forehead.

Hiroki shrugged.

Misaki sighed. "Its not that I didn't have fun, okaa-chan, I just don't like them."

Misaki thought back to that moment and realised that she certainly did not have a normal child, but she loved him all the same.

She sat at her lecture just thinking about her friends and how they'd all changed and some of them, not so much. And about Hiroki, wondering if Usui had been like that when he was younger.

Her lecture ended and she walked out into the hall. It was bustling with students but someone caught her eye whom seemed to be talking to the Dean of the school. It was a tall man with blonde spikey hair.

The man turned to reveal familiar green eyes whom caught her own for a second.

Misaki gasped in surprise. It was him. It was Usui, there was no mistake. She began to panic, gripped her books tightly and ran the oppposite way down the hall.

She ran around the corner, hoping to reach the exit when she ran into someone random and fell to the ground. Her notebook and text book fell to the ground.

Misaki got to her feet and took a deep breath. As she looked to the ground, she realised that her notebooks and text books weren't on the ground anymore and were being held in front of her to take.

She frowned and looked up at Takumi Usui.

"U-sui?" she said in shock, not caring that she was receiving some looks in the hall.

She noticed he was wearing a nice suit with a blue tie. And a scarf. It reminded her of a gift she knitted him all those years ago at Christmas, in fact, it looked very similar. Oh, but he was so smart looking, so refined, like he was now in his element.

"Hi," he said softly as she took the books from his hands.

Finally Misaki came to her senses, remembering how much she loathed the man in front of her. "Usui...or should I say Walker-sama."

He pursed his lips, his eyes displaying something she couldn't put her finger on. "Stop, I just-"

"Just what? I don't have time for this. I have to go-" she began to walk off.

Luckily it was her last lecture for the day. She had her assignments and handed a few in, so she could leave straight away.

As she walked down the stairs, she found that Usui was walking next to her.

Misaki grumbled. "What are you doing?"

"Just walking, why?" he said with a shrug, causing her to stop.

Once upon a time she used to love this annoying banter, but too much had changed and they were both very different now. They were older and were from totally different worlds.

"Why are you in Japan? Why are you here?" she asked, her eyes searching his own for answers.

Takumi had seen her in the hall. He knew that she would be here for that lecture because the Dean provided him with the information. When his eyes caught hers in the hall, it made his heart race.

He noticed that her hair was slightly longer and that she wore her usual plain clothing. A pair of tight jeans and a tank top with a button up shirt over the top. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen her in so long in person but, she looked absolutely stunning to him.

It wasn't the right time to tell her the real reason he was here.

"I'm visiting a former tutor who now works here and I'm in Japan as I'm checking on our companies here," he lied easily. It wasn't really a lie, he did have to check the companies as he said he would, only to keep up appearances.

Misaki narrowed her eyes. "Well I'm sure this will be easy then. Stay away from me, after all, I was just a game for you, remember?"

She walked off quickly, leaving Takumi to his thoughts, which were becoming darker by the second.

OOO-OOO

Misaki raced to Hiroki's playgroup to pick him up, excusing her rash behaviour to the carers but she was afraid that Usui would somehow find out about him. She travelled back to her apartment - hoping against hope that Usui hadn't followed her, like he was prone to do all those years ago. He'd always stalked her and always seemed to know everything that was going on with her.

She knew that if he was back that he would eventually find out about Hiroki.

And so she found herself outside of Tora's apartment with Hiroki.

Tora opened the door and a look of surprise was on his face and weirdly enough he didn't open the door straight away and glanced behind him.

"M-Misaki, ah. Hold on a minute," he said, closing the door suddenly.

Misaki heard him close a door and some muffled words were heard before he raced back to the front door and opened it, looking slightly flustered which was odd for Tora Igarashi.

She stepped in, not really caring for now what just happened since the fear of Usui finding out about a child he'd fathered was on the foremost of her mind.

Hiroki smiled at Tora. "Hi Toto."

Tora smiled at the young boy and realised that his appearance did look slightly disheveled. He'd hastily buttoned up his dress shirt and threw on his trousers when he heard the door knock and then as he moved toward it, he knew it was Misaki and Hiroki.

Noticing that she obviously wanted to chat with him, Tora took Hiroki from Misaki's arms and sat him on the couch.

"I need to talk to you, urgently," said Misaki, looking up at Tora before walking over to the couch and placing a small kiss on top of her son's head. "Hiroki, honey, I'm going to talk to Tora for a minute." Misaki smiled down at her son, to which Hiroki nodded and began to play with ipad that he'd been holding since they left play group. He would busy himself with times tables and seek and find games for hours on end.

She walked over to his bedroom but suddenly Tora was in front of her, holding the door shut. He stood above her with an awkward smile. "Sorry, its a mess. Lets go into the bathroom down the hall," he said quickly.

Misaki frowned, still not really caring about what was really going on and so nodded in agreement.

"I'm sorry, Tora, to barge in like this. Are you sure its okay to talk?" she asked, as Tora shut the door behind them.

He smiled and nodded, rubbing the back of his neck, his golden eyes searching her own for the reason she was here.

"I saw Usui today," she began, noticing how Tora's eyes widened.

She mistakenly mistook his expression to be of 'surprise', but in reality, it was slight fear and shock. He didn't expect Usui to boldly talk to her so soon.

He'd met him at the airport to try and scare him off since he had a feeling that his visit was planned and not to visit his family's companies in Japan.

"And?" asked Tora a little more urgent than he'd intended.

"Well, he didn't say much but I'm scared," said Misaki, her eyes beginning to water from just thinking of the ramifications of not telling Usui the truth. "He always knows everything, he'll find out-"

"No he won't," Tora said as he stepped forward and placed his hands either side of her face delicately. He looked deep into her soul with a reassuring half smile, leaned in and hugged her.

Misaki wanted to smile but she just couldn't, not when Usui was in town and clearly was happily able to come up to her even after everything that happened five years ago. She hugged Tora back and sighed.

"But he so easily came up to me at Law School today. Maybe I should just tell him-"

"No!" exclaimed Tora, pulling out of the hug but took a breath to calm himself, noticing that Misaki was taken aback. Her eyes had widened in shock at his reaction.

"I just mean, it would be pointless. Don't worry. I have the power and the means to keep him away from you," he said as he reached for the door handle behind him.

Misaki pursed her lips, not liking the idea of Tora Igarashi helping her once again.

"No. I don't need more of your help, Tora," she said snappily. "I already owe you money I can't-"

"Yes you can. Tell you what, you allow me to do this for you and in return, you come with me to a little office party," said Tora with a wink and a smirk.

Misaki pulled some hair behind her ear, narrowing her eyes at him. Finally she leaned in to study his face, causing his heart to race, was she-

"What is your game, Tora?" she asked out of the blue, her expression thoughtful. "You have a fiance, I don't think that Chiyo would appreciate me going to a company party with you."

She shook her head and opened the door, disappointed that Tora would try hitting on her again when she had explained to him several times that she wasn't interested.

"Misaki, wait," he said, walking after her and pulled on her arm allowing her to face him.

Misaki looked up in confusion as he had a smirk on his face.

"Not as a lover. A friend. I'll keep Usui away from you if you come to the company's quarterly party as a friend. Chiyo can't make it," explained Tora, scratching a spot near his hair line with a sheepish smile.

Misaki's stern expression softened and she smiled. "Oh! I-I'm sorry I just thought-"

"I know but all is forgiven," he smiled but then his line of sight averted from Misaki to Hiroki whom was happily playing a seek and find game on the couch.

She turned to looked at her son and couldn't help but smile at how cute he was. His medium length spiky blonde locks were covering his face from her angle, but she could tell that his green orbs were scanning the screen carefully. He was already on the top level of his game and she wondered how on earth he managed that and be recommended to be placed in school already, amongst other odd occurances that had followed since his birth.

Tora watched the exchange and instantly knew what she was thinking.

"He looks like him, doesn't he?" he said bitterly, although, Misaki didn't notice.

OOO-OOO

When Misaki left his apartment, he waltzed over to his bedroom and opened the door to reveal a long legged woman laying provocatively at the end of the bed. She was lying on her side with only her underwear on and leaned her head against her hand which was propped up by her elbow.

Her eyes were a honey colour and her hair long, straight and black. She had lust in her eyes but the look on Tora's face was utter rage.

"What the hell are you doing?" he snapped.

Suddenly the lust was gone and was replaced with annoyance. "What? Trying to keep me from your girlfriend?" she asked naively.

Tora narrowed his eyes and pointed to the doorway.

"Excuse me? Its not like I forced myself here-" as she sat up quickly, incredulous at his treatment of her.

"No, you didn't. But I'm sure if everyone knew how easy you were, your father's company would get a rather nasty reputation," said Tora coldly as he walked toward his en-suite, uncaring of how hurt the girl was.

She rushed over to find her clothes and as she raced to the door she stopped.

"You're cruel, Tora Igarashi. But you weren't cruel to her," she spat, her honey coloured orbs full of unshed tears.

Himiko was a pretty girl, oh yes, she was. But no woman could really satisfy him, it was all physical.

"The way you treated her...I could hear it you know-"

"Then you shouldn't eavesdrop," he said, snapping his head toward her in annoyance.

"She doesn't know what a cold hearted person you really are or that you were hiding another woman you'd just slept with in here. I feel sorry for her."

"Are you done? Then leave," Tora said as his eyes glazed over for a moment deep in thought, but then sneered at the girl before disappearing into the en-suite completely.

As the water poured over his body, all he could think of was Misaki's brown eyes staring up at him. He was close, he could feel it. But Usui showing up put a spanner in the works.

He was going to nip the problem in the bud once and for all.

OOO-OOO

Weeks passed and there was no sign of Usui at all. Perhaps he told the truth in that he was only in Japan to visit his family's company branches here. Or maybe Tora just kept his word.

She'd seen the odd news article on the television of how the great Dr Takumi Usui was in town. It puzzled her why his grandfather hadn't fully accepted him and why Takumi kept his 'false' last name.

Not that she cared.

"Misa-chan!" exclaimed Satsuki, bringing Misaki out of her reverie.

"Ano Satsuki-chan. I'll be right out," smiled Misaki apologetically.

Satsuki smiled and nodded. "Its okay, my dear, your shift is just about over anyway."

Misaki nodded and began to clean up a bit in the kitchen. Her thoughts wandered and before she knew it, five o clock had arrived and she was walking out the back door.

She walked toward the street and thought she heard something from behind her. Misaki turned to look but the beep of a horn in front of her stopped her from fully investigating the matter.

Her expression changed to annoyance as the black tinted window was lowered to reveal Maki.

"Misaki-chan, Mr Igarashi has requested that I give you a lift every day that you work here for safety reasons. Since its on the way to my now popular Butler cafe in town, its not a bother," the man smiled but behind the smile was a loathing that Misaki never really fully understood.

Misaki was not amused by him showing up here, even if it was on Tora's orders. "I can take care of myself, thank you very much! Who does that man think he is?!" she exclaimed angrily.

In the distance, in the alleyway just ahead of the Maid Latte back entrance, Usui stood watching the exchange. It was nostalgic to see Misaki ranting on angrily about things, but this time, it wasn't about him. It was about Tora.

Did Tora make her heart beat out of her chest like it did when he was around? Did she blush when he said something meaningful?

All that aside, this was going to be a problem. Tora Igarashi was making it very hard for him to have an exchange with Misaki.

"I brought your...child with me, as also requested by Mr Igarashi," said Maki quietly as he leaned back to reveal a patiently waiting Hiroki.

It often troubled her how quiet Hiroki could be. So stoic at times. Just like he was, apparently. And he never seemed to share his feelings, well, not openly like any other child would.

Misaki smiled and raced around the other side, opened the door and as she did so, Hiroki smiled and jumped up into her arms. She gasped in surprise and laughed, not noticing the curious yet confused green eyes observing in the distance.

Perhaps it was Tora Igarashi's young cousin or some other young relation, surmised Takumi.

Fortune looked down on Misaki as Hiroki didn't say anything much, but clung to Misaki as if he were anxious about being in the car with Maki on his own. He didn't voice his unrest about it verbally, but instead, his actions told her a lot. Maybe it was the nervous situation of being picked up by Maki, but either way, it was a blessing that Misaki did not realise she had. Instead, she felt happy since it was the first time he had openly jumped up to hug her like that and so she started placing soft kisses on his face until he started to laugh - which was also a rare occurance.

As Misaki placed her son back in the limousine, buckled him up and then sat beside him, she thought about her son's demeanor. He always said "I love you okaa-chan" when she tucked him in, since she drilled it into him at a young age. Other than this, she didn't really know what he was thinking.

She kissed her son on the head with a smile. "Have you been good for Maki?" she asked as the limousine began to take off.

Meanwhile in the alleyway, Takumi watched them drive off.

"Tch," he huffed, disappointed yet curious, his eyes narrowed at how intimate Misaki had been with that blonde haired boy.

"So this is where you've been coming. Who do you know that works at this weird underclass cos-play coffee shop?" asked Reika, pushing off from the wall elegantly.

Takumi didn't answer her and instead walked away with his hands in his pockets with the intention of walking home.

"You can't ignore me forever!" she exclaimed, running after him and stopping in front of him. "I am your fiance and you will accept that!"

"I don't think so Reika, I-"

"Are you insane?! Look at me, just look at me!" she snapped, using her hands to point to herself.

Takumi looked at her blankly.

"I'm hot! Why is it every other man will look at me with hearts in their eyes except for you...and Tora Igarashi? Are you gay?" she huffed, crossing her arms over her well abundant chest.

Takumi sighed. "Your family is distinguished and you may think that you're attractive, but you're not to me. Not that I would care," he said before walking around her to leave her in the cold as angry tears ran down her face.

He could hear Misaki yelling at him at Seika High School, going off at him for making a girl cry.

"Didn't I tell you to be careful with your words?! I won't let you off the hook if you make another girl cry again!" exclaimed President Ayuzawa, her demonic power at full level.

That was the day he found out she was working as a maid at Maid Latte. He'd often wondered why she cared so much that he made girls cry; wasn't it better to tell them the truth straight up than to let them believe they had a chance?

When she'd scolded him in the hallway, he watched her walk all the way down the hall. He'd never really, truly observed her. Although she acted manly, beat people up and was generally scary, she was actually quite beautiful. Actually, she was the most interesting person in his life. The fact that he actually took the time to get to know her was a testament to how much he cared.

But Misaki wasn't here to tell him off. And he was glad. He'd gotten quite cold and detached these past few years, he didn't want her to see that side of him.

He wondered absently on the cold brisk walk back to his hotel, who was there to tell him off when he'd made her cry all those years ago?

OOO-OOO

Gerald sat up in his bed, noticing that Cedric had been sitting there the whole day.

"You're not a very useful butler, Ceddy," said Gerald with a laugh which suddenly turned into a cough.

Cedric's eyes widened as he grabbed for the tissues, got up and wiped the corners of Gerald's mouth.

"Ceddy, I need you to do something for me. Grab me the file that I have hidden in the drawer over there," asked Gerald, his blue eyes moving to the chest of drawers.

Cedric sighed in annoyance and did as he was told.

Cedric imagined that his master's tombstone would read something like: Gerald Walker - scheming till the very end.

He opened the bottom drawer, moved some clothes around and pulled out a yellow manilla folder. He handed it to Gerald as instructed.

Gerald opened it to reveal photos and some notes - all of the one person his brother never stopped loving.

Pitiful, thought Gerald.

"Do you know what's in here?" he asked, his eyes looking up at Cedric. The person that always came through for him, no matter what. Cedric was his only friend and that was because he was the only person that truly understood him and understood the inner workings of his family.

The butler nodded.

"You know, if she had at least some status I wouldn't care. If her stars sat her on the other side where the grass is greener, maybe I wouldn't have done what I did-" he explained but a coughing fit took over him.

Blood spilt onto a photo of Misaki Ayuzawa, her face smiling as she was talking to some girls in the hall of Seika High School. Unaware of the people he'd had follow her and track her every move, even after his brother turned her away for good.

He held his hand up to stop Cedric fussing, grabbed a tissue and wiped his mouth and then delicately wiped the photo as well.

His hand lingered on a photo of an ultrasound and then more photos of a young boy with blonde hair and green eyes. He was walking beside his mother with a hand in hers, keeping close by her side.

Gerald allowed his finger tips to linger on the young boy's face. It was so indifferent, much like Takumi had been when he was but a boy. A boy who was a hindrance to the Walker family.

"He looks like Takumi. Too much," spat Gerald, shaking his head at how much a pain in the ass his little half brother was.

Cedric nodded. "It was unexpected. An unexpected circumstance," began the butler, watching his master's expression change to a calculative gaze.

"We have to go ahead with my original plan. This is too much for our family, too much shame. Although grandfather is dying, I will not have our family ripped apart by this-" explained Gerald as he shoved a photo of a very pregnant Misaki Ayuzawa into Cedric's face. "-gold digging pauper! I want her gone. I promised Takumi I would leave her alone, but look at him, Ceddy! He is a splitting image of his father and I can't have it. I won't."

Cedric nodded again, understanding completely what Gerald was saying. "What do you want me to do?"

"I want her gone, get it? The threats I made to Takumi...I want them to become a reality. When she's six feet under, then we'll take the boy. He will live in secret, just like Takumi did."

Cedric frowned, realising one more complication. "And what about Tora Igarashi?"

"Tch. Yes. A good point. I'll think of something. I don't understand his intentions and although he is following my directives to keep the information away from Takumi, he's too invested in her. Only a fool could not see it. Just what is it about this girl that causes these men to give up all rhyme and reason?"

She watched in secret through a crack in the door, her world crumbling before her.

Maria Miyazono was shell shocked. She had a deep fascination with Misaki a while ago and had in fact even confessed her love to her in front of everyone at Seiki High School.

Partly, it was all to get Takumi to come back here. Could she really stand idly by while they plotted Misaki's death over a child that was made out of love? She had to though, what could she really do?


A/N: Thanks for reading, please don't forget to review to let me know what you think. I have now finished reading the manga and it was just perfect! Such a good ending :) It was really nice to see an anime portray such undying love. Anyway, thanks,

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