Sorry I've taken such a long time to upload this.

And just a heads up that I'm going on a school trip this weekend and I don't think I'll have Internet access so I'll try and upload another chapter by Friday.

I don't own Maid Sama.

"Okay, you've kind of abused me enough to probably kill a cat,"Usui said as he stood up from taking my previous blow. "But is it possible to stay here for a few days?"

"Can't you stay at a hotel or something!?"

"I would if they would allow me. They said something about not wanting paparazzi swarming there or something."

"Oh, I almost forgot. When you left for England, you kind of became a celebrity for some reason."

"That must have been Gerald."

"Fine, fine. You can sleep in the guest room. It's the room on the right."

"But why can't I sleep with you!?" he whined.

"So much as enter my bedroom and I can't guarantee you will see tomorrow."

"Don't worry, it was just a joke," he chuckled as he left the room.

RING RING! RING RING!

"Hello?" I asked as I picked up the phone.

"MISAKI~"Sakura sang. "What happened?~"

"Huh?"

"Something good happened, didn't it? I felt it."

"If you really want to know, that idiot arrived.

She suddenly started cheering and squealing. "I have so many ideas for the party! Meet me at my house tomorrow at 10:30."

BEEEEP!

What. Was that.

•••••

"DING!DONG!" I heard my doorbell ring.

"I'll get it," Usui said as he got up.

"Hello?" I heard him ask a he opened the door.

"WELCOME BACK!" everyone shouted as they flowed into my house.

"Welcome back, Usui~" Sakura sang. "Oh, I almost forgot. We have a special suprise for you and Misaki has to get ready for it. So for now it's cake time!"

By then I was already patiently waiting underneath the cake in a cart, covered by some kind of cloth covering the sides.

Hinata came in and asked "Are you ready?"

I simply replied with a "Yes," before he drove the cart to the living room.

"And here it is!" he cheered.

"So can I cut it?" he asked.

" Sure, as long as you need to read the poem on the cake first."

"Okay, I'll try but I just took my contacts out."

(A/N- Yeah, he actually wears glasses)

"'It has been long since we last met,

And in the time you were away

My heart was full of anger and regret.

To celebrate your return

We have decide to throw a par-' ha,ha,ha!" he started laughing. "This is the worst poem I have read in my entire life!"

"Just as planned," I thought happily.

"Just finish the poem."

"Fine. ' as you are fond of sweet things

There is a surprise in your cake.

The special surprise that I speak of is

Me throwing it into you face-'"

SPLAT!

"Bingo!" I said as I got out of the cart and examined my handiwork.

"How long had you been scheming this for?" he asked as he attempted to wipe the smothered cake off his face.

"If I actually knew, I'd tell you,"

I replied, licking some of the icing off his cheek. "I knew about this since this morning. How long Sakura's been thinking about it is another question.

"Do you realise that this now means that I can put a whole of cake in your face at our wedding to get even."

" I'll be looking forward to it."

"Welcome back, bud!" Kuuga suddenly said, materialising from nowhere, as he slapped Usui on the back.

"...

WHERE THE HELL DID YOU COME FROM?!"