M A N Y F L O W E R S O F L O V E
A Maid-Sama! Fic
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I N F O R M A T I O N [Whole Story]
Summary: Surprises, surprises, surprises! What type of story would be Usui and Misaki be if there aren't any surprises in them? Bunch of surprises combined into one amazing story!
Warning: Throughout the story, the summaries, the genres, the rating, and the type of story will be different. I will not tell you what they sum up to be, but you will get it as you read on towards until you get towards the end. So, if you read this story or not, it is not my fault if you don't get the end to find out what it means (:
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that is related to Maid-Sama!
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I N F O R M A T I O N [One-Shot]
Summary: Right after chapter 32. Misaki felt awkward when she is with Usui, and after the confession, she is now even more awkward. Usui, however, wanted to know what they are now, but the only thing that Misaki would tell him is that she would never tell him.
Disclaimer: Definition belongs to . The characters belong to the rightful owners. The plot, however, belongs to me.
D A I S Y //
I Will Never Tell.
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(n) noun.
A small low-growing European plant, Bellis perennis, having a rosette of leaves and flower heads of yellow central disc flowers and pinkish-white outer ray flowers: family Asteraceae (composites).
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Misaki lay on her bed, her eyes wide open. She replayed the moments that happened a few hours ago, between her and Usui. She slowly raised her finger to touch her lips, feeling a soft tingle lingering from the kiss Usui gave her when the fireworks shot up into the sky. She looked towards her window, towards where the full moon in the sky without a care about anything in the world. She closed her eyes as she pretended to become the moon. She felt carefree; she didn't have to worry about trying to become someone else or try to work so hard for something.
She opened her eyes again as the memory came across her once again. She had confessed her confused feelings to Usui and in return, Usui returned her feelings as the same. She had never to learn to love anyone, except her mother and her younger sister. She kept her bottled feelings together, not wanting to be hurt like how her dad betrayed her mom. She wanted to protect herself from all around her.
All that changed when Usui came into her life and found about her secret of being a maid at Café Latte. Deep down, that heartbreaker for other girls, the perverted alien as she thought him to be, was a soft and caring person that is trying to find the way out like herself. Even though she had no clue about what happened with him and his family, or why he ran away and is now living alone in an apartment, she desperately wanted to find out and help him about his past that he is trying to hide.
She grabbed her pillows and snuggled herself deeper inside her warm covers, closing her eyes towards the darkness of her own dreams about a certain emerald eyed guy.
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The morning sunlight shined down onto Misaki's closed eye lids. She flicker her eyes open and closed, stretching his arms to get rid of the aching muscles. She blinked her eyes a couple of times to get the sleep out of the them, pulled the covers off of her body, and went into her bathroom to get ready for school.
When she got to school, the first thing she saw was Usui with another girl asking him out or somewhere between the lines. She looked towards him, rolled her eyes, and looked away before he could caught her staring at him and his motions. Usui, however, looked up in time to see Misaki turned her head around, not facing him anymore. He smirked, knowing that she was watching his every move.
"Would you like to go out to dinner with me?" A girl with blonde hair with brown highlights said with her face all red from blushing.
Usui turned his head back towards the girl and smirked. The girl gasped and thought that he was going to agree, but was disappointed again. "I'm busy that day." Usui said, walking away from the girl. When he walked away, he looked back to see the girl run back to her friends, crying her eyes out.
"Rejecting another confession, Usui?" A voice said from down the hall.
Usui turned towards the voice and saw that it was none other than the president of the student council. He smirked and said, "Why? Do you care about whom I rejected and who I agreed to?"
"No, I just care about those girls that you have broken their hearts. Even though, it irate me that they even bother, I still care about them." Misaki said with a matter-in-fact tone.
Usui, who still had his usual smirk on his face, walked up to her and backed her towards the wall. "It irate you that they are asking me out, huh? Maybe I should irate you more often, Pres." His smirk grew bigger as he saw her whole face start to burn up from all the blushing. He raised a finger and moved it softly across her cheek and her face, which was already red, now looked like a sweet and ripe tomato that is waiting to be eaten.
"Shut up, Usui." Misaki whispered, turning her head away and keeping it down, not wanting to do something that she knows that she would regret later on. She raised her hands to push him out of the way, but still couldn't find her strength back just yet. Usui grabbed one of her hand and intertwined his hands with hers. "I like you, Misa-chan. I just want you to know that… I also want you to confess to me."
She looked up at him and stared right into his emerald eyes. As she stared into them long enough, she could see the warmth and happiness that shines through as he stared right down into hers. She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it, not finding the guts to say the three words. She, then, took a deep breath and said, "I'm not going to say those three words. It just doesn't feel right coming out from my mouth, but don't worry, "she leaned up towards his ear, "I have the same exact feelings."
She leaned away from him and found a place for her to exit. She turned back around and gave him a quick wink, which ended with a soft smile that she had never given anyone before, not even her mother or her sister. Staring at Usui's shocked face, though he doesn't show it, she turned back around and walked away, satisfied at her work.
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It was almost night time and Usui came home late again. He had his book bag hanging from his shoulder and took out his keys to his apartment. He remembered what happened a few moments again and smirked as he imagined Pres' blushing face and that soft smile that was meant for him and for him only.
He walked towards his table to throw his book bag wherever on the floor, when he noticed a single flower with a letter attached to it. He brought the flower up towards his nose and sniffed it, remembering the hinted scent of perfume that was left. He carefully put down the flower on the table and opened the letter that was tied together with a decorative ribbon. He opened the letter, looking curious at what may contain inside. It read:
Dear Usui,
Don't ask me how I got into your apartment, but I'm not good at writing letters, but here is my first attempt to write a letter, though I think this might suck. Great, I'm wasting my time, just talking about how suck I am about writing a letter. As you are wondering, the flower is called a "Daisy". You should have guessed what it stands for already, but it means that I will never tell you my true feelings (; Torturing sounds like how you were trying to irate me. So, that's it. ILY.
Yours truly,
Your Misa-chan.
After finished reading the letter, Usui smirked again, but this time, it was a kind smirk, not one of those smirks that you are feeling cocky about something. "So, she will never tell me, huh? I guess that Pres is pretty dumb for putting the abbreviations at the last part." Usui said to himself. He closed the letter and sealed it back inside the envelope. He grabbed the flower and stared at it for a few seconds. He grinned as he took the flower and the letter towards the table, where everyone could see it.
ILY too, Misa-chan, ILY too.
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DONE! I didn't even know what encourage me to write this. I was just typing at what I was thinking inside my head and out came this summary and one-shot! Mwhaha! I hope that I was too off character at the letter part. I can totally imagine Misaki writing the letter, but I don't know if you can imagine it. So, you understand my pattern yet or do you want more one-shots to really get it? Review and you will get them faster! I totally love the last sentence. Does it make you smile?
FACT: I am desperately in love with Usui's smirks! It makes him even more handsome as an anime character. *sigh* I wish there was a guy like him in real life… Actually; my crush is almost like that, but yea… SORRY! I'm getting off topic here XDDD.
Reviews makes me happy (:
Michelle.