I guess it isnt much of a late update but I did took a while compare to the last ones.

So I went ahead and think it through, should I continue with my original plan or make it an usuixmisaki. And guess which won? Yeah, the original plan, because I wouldnt know how to turn it around without doing large changes or making it into a "You had me now im gone", or "oh I just discover its Misaki who i like". I really wouldnt want that. So is this going to be a romantic usuixmisaki? No. However, I am planning on doing a sequel of this fic in which it will probably be a usuixmisaki. If you want it, tell me. Im gonna be honest and tell you, I am afraid of loosing readers because this didnt turn out to be a romantic fic, however, if you like hurt/confort fics and like an angsty Usui then continue. Just give it a try even if you dont.

By the way, this fic is about 3-4 chapters away from ending.

Enjoy!

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday.

Usui would arrive to school just in time for his last period, leave his shoes in his assigned locker, glance once at Misaki and then leave to his room. No one would say a word as they walked together until they had to part to their room. Misaki would look at his tired face, wrinkled uniform and wild hair while walking, Usui would simple look ahead and pretend Misaki wasn't even there.

As the week went on, Misaki grew more and more impatience throughout the day until Usui finally arrived to school. Every time she assured herself that today she will yell at him and tell him to at least try to keep a decent image when arriving to school but when the time came, when he walked up to his locker and glance at her, she would loose all her courage and end up just walking quietly behind him.

Everyday was the same routine until Thursday arrived and he didn't go to school at all. And she was pissed off, how dare he skip on school, but actually she was deeply worry. This was not him, this was not the Usui Takumi that she knew and loved. Even after hurting her, she could not bring herself to leave him like that. He needed someone to count on and she was going to be that someone, for all the times he had saved her now it was her time to save him.

So when school ended, she went up to the roof, took out her cell phone, a deep breath and then dialed his number. It went to the voicemail after what seemed forever. Taking another breath, she dialed again to be instantly sent to the voicemail, furious, she dialed almost instantly. She was not going to be ignored; she would kick the living hell out of him if he dared to ignore her calls just like that. Oh, he was in so much trouble!

"Yeah?"

Misaki's breath stopped as he heard his whispering voice, she was so distracted and so sure that he would not answer again that he had taken her aback.

"Hello?"

"Eh, yeah. Usui?" she whispered back, speaking slowly as her heart beat faster and she felt hot.

"Pres? Why are you calling me?"

Swallowing the knot in her throat, and trying to sound the less anxious possible, because of course she was not anxious, she whispered, "Yeah, well. I was worried, you just disappeared. Again."

"Misaki was worried, that's something new." He was no longer whispering but one could hear loud voices in the background.

"Shut up, I have the right to be worried," she spat, her voice no longer a whisper either. "Anyways, where are you? It better be a good excuse given that you skipped school."

There was a silence, and Misaki could very well imagine him smirking through the phone as he slowly told her. "In the hospital of course."

Usui would arrive only for the last period of the day. He would enter school, leave his shoes in his assigned locker, exchange a look with the waiting Misaki and then leave to his room. No word was spoken. Misaki would then follow after; they never see each other again until the next day at the same time and place.

But she was tired of the same routine.

Friday arrived and he was entering school, she now waited near his locker and when he opened it, Misaki slammed the door before he could put his shoes and leave. She stared at him right into the eyes. "What's up with you? You can't just arrive late to school and expect nothing to happen!"

Usui simply looked at her for mere seconds, drop his shoes on the floor and keep on walking to his room like if nothing had happen and completely ignoring Misaki.

"Stupid Usui!" she yelled, grabbing one of his shoes and throwing it at him. She did not miss but she failed to grab his attention as he continued walking away.

As Misaki was sitting in her room the following week, and thinking about everything that had happened, she realized something that perhaps connected Usui's absents. Hayden too, was absent. She turned to look at the empty space that was her sit and made a mental note to go visit her shop and ask her if she was okay.

Time passed by very slowly but when school was done, she grabbed her things and then walked to Hayden's shop. All day, she tried to somehow sketch everything up and try to think what would make Hayden absent all this time, but she could not come up with something logical.

When she arrived to the shop, she smiled and slowly walked in. "Hello?"

A grown up woman appeared from the back door when she heard Misaki, a gentle smile on her lips. "Yes, how can I help you today?" she asked very sweetly.

Misaki smiled at her and looked around, "eh, is Hayden here? We go to the same school and she's been absent for a while now. I was worried."

The woman smiled at her sweetly, "oh, you must be one of her friends!" she chirped. Her face turned into one of worried as she continued talking, "I'm afraid that she is very sick, she even had to drop out of school!"

"Really? Where is she?" Misaki asked, worried.

The other woman raised her hand and placed it in her chin while trying to remember the name of the hospital. "Well, I'm sure she's in the Hyogo Hospital. You can go visit her there."

Misaki smiled and nodded, "Thank you for everything!" and then left, running now.

When Misaki arrived to the hospital, she noticed Usui walking out. He was deep in thought, looking at the white cup that he was holding. Decided to talk to him and know why he was there, she walked up to him.

"So you weren't lying" she grinned at him.

Usui looked up from his cup of coffee as he recognized that voice. He instantly smiled when he saw her face, the smile turned into a smirked soon after. "When have I ever lied to you?"

Misaki frowned a little and tried to think of a time when he had but found none. Of course, if you didn't counted that one time he said he loved her. "I'm sure you have. I just can't think of one specific time, okay" she said, pointing an accusing finger at him.

"So pres also has very bad memory," he smirked, which made her blush ever so slightly. He sighted as his expression changed and he looked at her; his expression was no longer one of joy. "What are you doing here? Are you hurt?" Worry reflected on his eyes, true simple worry of her well-being.

Misaki shook her head. "No, I'm fine. I just heard that Hayden was here and I wanted to visit her."

His hands tensed around the cup he was holding, he could no longer look at her. "She's sleeping right now."

"Ah," Misaki breathed, feeling awkward. "Usui what about you?"

Frowning he looked up at Misaki, completely lost of what she was talking about. "What about me," he asked.

"Are you okay?" she frowned. "I no longer know about you so I worry."

Usui smiled at her and hugged her. "Thank you for worrying Misaki-chan," he whispered into her ear.

Misaki blushed as she breathed, "I will protect you Usui."

This was difficult to write, I am not sure what is happening to me but I can no longer write and make sense. At least I cant make sense of what I myself wrote, so if you catch something that is awkward, confusing, tell me. If you catch wrong tenses, grammar, punctuation or any other mistakes tell me. Honestly, for me, this is one of the worst chapters so far so please tell me too if I am dragging it out or either Usui or Misaki are OCC. Any to every mistake will be gladly , any to every review is very well taken.

Thanks for reading!