Chapter3- Jealousy

Misaki stood there; rage and jealousy clear on her face. Her best dish, the moe moe omelet rice lay amidst a cluster of broken china at her feet. The next moment she was gone, stomping around the kitchen and cursing angrily.

Akari sat there dumbfounded. Wasn't that the kaichou? What was she doing in a place like this? Why was she dressed that way?

As soon as Misaki had stomped inside Usui chased in after her. When he finally got her alone (because Satsuki would get everyone busy with something else whenever Usui went into the kitchen unless he asked her not to) Misaki was completely ignoring him and doing the dishes. It was obvious from her expression though that she was burning with jealous inside.

Meanwhile, Akari had also let herself inside (sneakily, mind you). She stood at the doorway and peeped at the couple inside.

"Misa-chan…" Usui started to say when Misaki walked right past him to place the clean dishes on the rack. Then she came back to do the rest of the dishes. He had had enough.

He went up behind her and jerked her around, holding her firmly in place with her back against the sink. She couldn't move but she had her eyes averted.

"Misaki, listen to me," Usui started, "you're getting me wrong. The situation isn't how it looks. I can explain…"

"Explain what?" she snapped. "Please, I don't need any explanation from the likes of you. I already know what kind of a person you are. All you need is some pretty girl giving you all her attention." She looked away again. "Huh! What else could I have expected from you!" she said, snickering.

Usui couldn't bear it anymore. But in order to comfort her he placed a hand on her cheek.

"Misa-chan, please hear me out. That girl proposed being my girlfriend a few weeks ago…"

"And you accepted," she cut in again. "Just admit it Usui Takumi, she's your girlfriend!" She tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he held her more firmly.

"Let go you perverted alien…" she said.

"Not until you hear me out, demon girl," he teased, leaning in ever closer.

"Fine!"

Every passing moment made Akari turn a deeper shade of red and she knew it was probably the same with Misaki.

"That girl," Usui continued, withdrawing from his lean just a little so she ha space to breathe, "has been stalking me for God knows how long ever since I rejected her. Misaki, it wouldn't have been a problem if it was any other girl but," he stopped looking for the right words.

"But what?" Misaki asked anger still etched all over her face.

"But that girl," Usui continued, seeing that he had no choice but to be blunt, "is from our school."

Misaki stared at Usui in disbelief, suddenly scared. This could not be.

"That is exactly why I asked Subaru-san to keep you inside while I dealt with her, but you're as stubborn as ever, aren't you?" it was Usui's turn to be angry now. But even so his expression softened and he pulled her into a tight embrace, pressing his lips against hers. Misaki, scared as she was, did not resist.

This action made Akari turn beet red and she felt like she would burst any moment, firstly because of all the jealousy she felt and secondly because of the embarrassment watching such a scene was causing her.

Pulling back from the kiss Usui saw that Misaki was still recovering from the shock of having been seen in her maid outfit by some girl from her school. Usui then pulled her into a comforting hug.

"It's okay, kaichou. I'll handle this, I promise," he assured her.

"It's still your fault pervert," she scolded. "If you had made sure she understood the first time then this wouldn't have happened."

"I know," he replied chuckling a little, "I'm sorry for that."

Just then Akari tripped on something and Usui was forced to release Misaki who at once became her old self though a deep blush covered her face.

"S-sorry I interrupted," Akari stammered.

It was when she heard the voice that Misaki understood who it really was.

"Akari!?" she said, shocked.

"Just how far are you going to fallow me, Akari?" asked clearly more irritated than before.

Akari was about to reply when Misaki stomped over and pulled away her black wig to reveal her real brown hair underneath. All three of them had shocked expressions on their faces. Neither Usui nor Akari had expected Misaki to do what she just did and Misaki hadn't expected Akari, of all people, to be there.

"Akari?! Why on earth were you stalking that perverted alien?!" Misaki asked, bewildered. She had known Akari to be a headstrong, honest girl not much different from herself, resnting the arrogant activities of the boys and doing her best to protect all the other girls. But seeing her in a fit to get Usui really didn't quite make sense. But even then that was how things stood.

"How could you, kaichou," Akari said, "be working at a place like this? Moreover," she continued, flushed with rage and jealousy, "what were you doing kissing Usui-kun?"

This made Misaki turn the deepest shade of red.

"I was not kissing him!" she retorted.

"But you were, I saw it with my own eyes." Jealousy tinged inside her even more.

Usui had a feeling this would turn into a cat fight. But he couldn't let that happen.

"Now ladies, calm down." Turning to Akari he said, "I've told you before and I'm saying it again. No matter what you do, it won't work."

I can see a lot of people get confused here. Let me explain. Misaki stomps over to Akari and pulls of Akari's black wig.