Author(s): Another piece to the puzzle is added, and now we shall begin...but to clarify, we do not and unfortunately probably never will own Kaichou wa Maid-sama and its characters and plot recalls. The original cast of Maid-sama is purely the works of the creator. Be notified that the people inside the castle in England are people I have made up [exception of: Gerard, Cedric, Usui, Duke of Ranchester, or that widowed husband of Patricia (Usui's mother)] But then again those characters were made in spite of this awesome creation..so whatever I guess :p CH.5=USUI P.O.V.

Chapter 4: A Foreign Land Where We Barely Reach

"Miss, Miss, wake up," a voice said shaking my arm gently, "Your lunch meal is here, I'll leave it on your table, if that's alright." The voice sounded like the flight attendant from earlier. I slowly open my eyes, and adjust to the light, little by little, piece by piece. I groan and mutter loudly in Japanese, "Ugh, okay yeah, thank you," I switch to English, realizing my mistake saying, "You may leave it there, thanks so much." She nods and leaves the tray of porridge and slightly greased chicken on my table. Right after she sets the tray down, she whips around and grabs Pocari Sweat water from her cart. "Here," she says smiling, and handing it to me. "Thank you…Sierra" I reply in English. Apparently, before I could say the last syllable in her name, she was hurrying away to attend the groaning Igarashi's needs. What a wimp.

A familiar voice blares over the intercom. My senses suddenly went vigilant, waiting for the voice to say, "Ayuzawa Misaki, Tora Igarashi and myself, we are to arrive in a few short minutes without a hitch. Please remain in your seat for the course of the few minutes. Thank you." I sighed. Ah, it was Maki, no surprise there. I fastened my loosely strapped seat belt by pulling the black strip of cloth with all my might and all my channeled anger towards that idiot Usui in order for the stupid thing to budge. I grit my teeth rather harshly that it almost fazed me and loosened my tight grip. When it finally tightened so that it almost made an outline of my lower waist, I rubbed my hands together and whisper, "Finally." I felt my body then lurch forward and I realized we were going to land anytime soon. I decide to glance over at where Igarashi had sat and see that he's no longer there. I hope he freaking moved, not go into the lavatory to go take a piss or something. Actually, I hope he did, as he would be all over the place.

"We have successfully alighted," echoed a pilot over the intercom in English, "You may leave now." Gosh, the pilot sounded almost irritated, then again flying for about twelve hours is a long way without any rest. However, the least the guy could've said was saying that politely, but I doubt that the pilot would've been successful.

I grab my bags from the backroom, and I walk down the rolling stair case that led to England. The first thing I spot was a giant clock tower that seemed pretty significant in English history. I tried to remember what the clock was called from Li's 101 English history and culture, but all I could come up with was, 'Big something'. I sighed in exasperation and Igarashi turned in response. He spoke in English, which makes sense since we're in England. "It's Big Ben," he paused and added, "Didn't Li teach you that?" I roll my eyes and glare at President Igarashi. I almost didn't catch his last phrase.

I reply, "Sure, but having been trained for two weeks or so in the language, grammar, and culture of this cursed land!" I made sure to say it in Japanese, so that these Englishwomen and men wouldn't curse me out or something. President Igarashi just shrugged and beckoned for Maki. Maki rushed over and just waited patiently. "At any rate, we're at the Castle or something. You best better behave yourself, if you want Usui back. You need to make a good impression on the people, and it's a good way to test your new little controlled personality, yes?" He said that once again in English.

" That's true, I heard they-" Maki started to say, but Igarashi cut him off. "Wait a sec, where's your temporary hair dye and gray eye contacts?" "What the hell are you talking about? President Igarashi slightly laughed and said, " Usui and Gerard would recognize you immediately, but I reckon Usui would find you out, unless you seriously take a personality check. Maki." Maki immediately turned around to a piece of luggage, not mine, and fished out three boxes with some blonde lady on the front whipping her hair around. He also held a small sky blue with a mixture of light pink case. " Uh, what the heck is that?" I said pointing at the case. " As President Igarashi had said, gray colored eye-contacts." He lifted up the case and threw it at me. I caught it and then he chucked all three boxes of the blonde girl at me. "WHAT THE HECK!" I yell. " And now, hair dye. Oh, here's some blush makeup..." Igarashi said, trying to keep his cool. He tossed it underhanded at me and I caught it. " Okay, I understand the eye contacts and dye," I say setting the three boxes on the ground, but holding the cosmetics bag as high as my lower chest, " but why makeup?" " Your skin tone. Now go into the bathroom on the plane and change. You have…" Igarashi said trailing off. "About fifteen minutes. Use only one bag from one of the boxes. The other ones keep into your room at the castle." Maki said almost on cue. I nod and pick up the boxes rather gingerly. I huffed, "Fine, fine."

I arose from the plane bathroom as a gray eyed, blonde and a shade lighter skinned woman. " Awesome, " Igarashi said, " You look like a real English girl, but except here's some flats. Change them." "Really" I said scowling at the earth toned red flats with a silver buckle. I took it anyway, and kicked off my sneakers and place on the flats. I looked myself up and down and raised my thumb. "I think I'm ready," I say with my thumb lifted up. "Yep. Now, I don't need to baby you, I'll just text you some tips randomly, oh and from the rest of the crew." "Great" I say really sarcastically.

"Wow," I murmur as I stepped into the castle. " this is one bad-ass castle" I say that last part in Japanese. Igarashi probably would've glared at me, but I was on my own. Surprisingly, the flats seemed more comfortable than I thought, but not as comfy as sneakers. There was a person who told me to wait for one of the maids or butlers and so I waited in armoire chair. I silently tapped my foot into I saw a maid with dirty blonde hair bounce up towards me. " Hey, hi, Miss…" she looked at her clipboard and frantically tapped her finger on which was my name. Hey, what name did Igarashi even use anyway? " You are, Miss Angela? Angela Harmen? What a nice name, suits your blonde hair," she went on, " You're that girl Mister Igarashi sent, let's see if you're real good and all. Angela, you are applying for…head maid of group AC." I hesitated, and kicked my leg at my luggage to take my mind off things. Really? What name? "Uh, yes. What do I have to do to apply? I believe I already sent over my application but are there any things you need to tell me a-about?" I say, stumbling upon the last word. " Ah, sweetie you're probably older than me, so don't worry. Yeah, just follow me. I'll show you our little group AC. We deal with that Takumi Walker guy all the way up the tower. We're a special group put together just to handle him and chores too, but he's a bit of a hassle at times. Between you and me, he's a real charmer and cutie!" I nod and follow her. If you think I'm jealous then you're effing wrong. Of course all girls love the guy!

We come to the kitchen…or one of the kitchens on floor four. A girl wiping a final dish, saw the door swing open and immediately asks, "Who's the chick?" "Angela Harmen, and Mari would you care to explain some things to her about being a maid?" Mari scoffed and replied, " Just don't get caught by the duke and you'll get to keep your head." She walked away and went by the table to read. At the table there was another girl, but her hair was pulled back into a pony tail and she was eating piece of bread. " Hi, Carie. What's up-oh." She said looking at me. " New girl..Harmen right?" "I'm Ailsa, welcome head maid. Oh and sorry about Mari." She said extending out her hand. I grabbed it. " Oh, well I'm flattered, thanks! I say, trying out my personality. I make a show of lifting up one of my shoulders as if shrugging off kindness. " Anything I need to know about this place?" Carie left, and Ailsa, her flaming orange red hair flipping against the side of her face. I'm surprised they allowed such a hair color. " Just do as you're told, don't listen to Takumi Walker no matter how hot he is, have a good amount of stamina stored, make friends, if you see the Takumi guy wandering around the mansion place tell him to go back and work to your fullest." Ailsa adjusted her hair band of black and white frills and her hands then neatly folded onto her lap. She was real mature, especially in that long maid dress.

"You need a maid outfit," Carie announced walking in with a neatly folded maid outfit and said, "here, Angela." I almost didn't turn around, but after a split second I spun around and said, " Oh of course. I'll be back." I say taking the outfit and walking towards the bathroom that was all the way at the other side of the banister. I heard Carie call, " You can roam and explore the place afterwards if you want!" I call back a "yes" and look at the distance I've to travel. "Well.. Shit." I mutter in Japanese. I walk around the whole perimeter until I reached the bathroom. I shut and lock the door and change into the long maid outfit. It made me feel like I was back at Maid Latte, working with Manager…then again I realized that the people I met back at the kitchen seemed like my co-workers at Maid-latte.

After I had changed, I emerged from the bathroom, with a black ribbon in my hair, and a headband of white and black. Since I already had some advice and an easy acceptance for the job and by my new co-workers-except for Mari, I decided to roam around the place. Surely, I wouldn't get in trouble after all Carie said I could, so why the heck not? I walked up a to a certain extent long flight of stairs, except going up. Along my little adventure, I ran into fairly amount of maids and butlers, to which I smiled and greeted them in a friendly matter. I ran into another group of maids…group DA in another kitchen and they asked me to send a basket of fruits Gerard told for group, my group AC to deliver, but was accidently brought to the wrong maid group. I nodded and replied, " No hassle…" It was a relatively faltering tone, but they gave me the basket anyway to deliver. Now I have to face that perverted stalker for sure. I looked at the tag and saw that the basket was from this wealthy noble family or whatever and climbed up another flight of stairs.

It wasn't until I reached about the seventh or eighth floor when I saw a pretty lonely hallway. I decided to venture in the hallway and at a right turn, by the end of the interminable corridor, I saw a door. I mused over what would be behind that door, and decided that it probably was a noble's office or something…or perhaps a backroom. I thought that Usui would perhaps be in a room with more populated rooms, not alone. I knocked on the door knowing that it was invariable that I was going to do so anyway. I knocked on it twice and said, " Hello?" But I said it in a lighter and obviously in a different tone than I would when I would speak Japanese. I waited for almost certainly a minute and thirty seconds and took it upon myself to slowly open the door. I had a feeling something was behind this door and that no matter what I had to open the door.

I opened the door and peered in. I saw a neatly fixed twin bed, a night table, a coffee table and fireplace and when I craned my head towards the left, I saw the outline of a lean, well-built man reading a reasonably thick and bulky brown book. It seemed to be a journal. The only source of light was radiant light from the curtained windows that were shut tightly and a small reading light to read, while it was sunny outside. What an idiot this person is. The guy looked so engrossed into the book that he was enough to be deaf. Well, I can't blame him, I've experienced it before. I didn't want to break the silence and the tension I sensed, but when my eyes adjusted through the gray eye contacts and when the reading light accidently was shone on the guy's face I almost fainted. I swore I saw a locks and strands of that spiky-looking-but-soft blonde hair and a glimpse of those emerald bejeweled, but hard to figure out eyes. " Usui." I whisper so low that no one but I could hear, not even Cedric I bet.

I pushed open the door wider so that the bright lights of the place shone into the very dim lighting of the room. I knocked on the door, this time louder, now pissed that the idiot wouldn't answer me twice. Twice! I cleared my throat and placed the basket in font of me, so that it seemed like I was coming in just to transport the basket. " Excuse me, Tak-kumi" The sound of his first name sounded truly odd and singularity on my tongue. Stupid Usui strikes again, the little ass.

"Oh, yes?" he says incredibly annoyed not looking up from his journal book. Don't tell me he keeps a diary but I highly am having an uncertainty about that. "Just a delivery from Withrow Dawes." I say. "Set it there, on that table. Dismissed. Send him my regards." He says distastefully. I roll my eyes. "Whatever you say, master." I say that last part real sarcastic and this makes Usui raise his head up. Oh...I'm screwed I really shouldn't said that… He isn't supposed to find out…until he's allowed to roam the place freely. "Are you new?" He asks suddenly curiously, and getting up to switch on the lights. "Um, yes." I say through gritted teeth but flawless English. I guess my anger suddenly arisen in me pushed my English to become flawless. He's now about a yard away, from switching on the lights. "Mr. Takumi, please excuse me, as I have other businesses to attend to, "I say turning my heel to leave. Usui switches on the lights and catches my arm.

"No harassing the maids, Sir Takumi Walker," I said as he turned me to face him. I silently prayed hysterically in my head that he wouldn't suspect too much. Gosh, now that I see him up close, a flood of memories, minor and major comes rushing to my head. It really is Usui. He's well, and idiotic as ever. I'm glad he's well and doing fine, but apparently he's cooped up in this room- what a perverted alien deserves. Heh, I almost smirk competitively at that.

I sigh silently out of relief. When it truly dawned on me that it was the legit Usui, I felt my whole body go numb. This feeling, this sensation of worry but happiness hits me with full force, but I try my best to push it away. I can also feel the rush of my blush creeping into my skin, leaving me looking like I wore a light shade of pink blush makeup on my skin. I tried my best to also push that away and my results were an almost translucent pink…I think.

"If you're new, then why are you here." Usui said piercing my eyes as if he saw right through my contacts. He said it as a sentence. I spoke up, but my mouth almost dry, " I merely have a friend to recommend me. However, that is none of your concern. Terribly sorry to rain on your parade. As usual, Usui's face remained expressionless. " Prez," he continued, " Ayuzawa or maid."

I had to tear my eyes away in order for me to continue with my silly masquerade I put on myself. His question was indirect but clear. I then promptly rolled my shoulders- not too visible to see that I was, pulled away from Usui and brushed off the specks of dirt off of it. I really wanted to tackle him, as I said before, but I couldn't let that lech that brought me here, down.

Then, I looked straight into his eyes with the paltry confidence I was able to squeeze out of my meager brain. I said, "I am none, whoever this Ayuzawa gal is. What I do know is that I am part of Group AC, who is the group to deliver or whatever do things for you. I do not know a girl with a Chinese girl," I made sure to use 'Chinese' to show my stupidity and my carelessness about which was which, "So therefore, you must conclude to call me by my proper name, Angela Harmen. If you please, get it right"

"No." Oh gosh.

"Why?"

"I don't want to." Same old in Japan, same old in England…Stupid Usui.

"Well, then why not?"

"Because," Answer it you pervert! I don't have all day. Make it short and something un-suspicious is all I ask of somebody reminiscent of you.

"Because…?"

"It's because Ayuzawa is standing right in front of me." Shit.

"Who the heck is this Ayuzawa young woman? I do not know her or am her" Stubborn as always.

"I insist, she is," Just stop talking idiot Usui!

I throw my hands up in irritation. He's making things so hard. I really wanted to spill things out, but regrettably I could not. I sucked in a lungful of air, and kept unrelenting on.

"Don't be a big baby, I'm Angela Harmen." I stressed my 'name' for effect, "Not the Chinese girl. Understand that we are two different people Mr. Takumi"

It seriously made me annoyed at myself for referring to myself as the "Chinese girl" but I guess it was enough to make me look like a delinquent or something. Well, since foreigners decided to stereotype all Asians as Chinese most of the time, why not try it? I realized now that I said his first name with ease. Wow… I'm stupid aren't I?

All of a sudden, it struck me that I didn't hear a rejoinder from Usui as swiftly. I looked up at him and his eyes were came across straight down, but still were the equivalent poker faced look he had on back in Japan and all those other memories we had before becoming..."close". Well, the first part was more peculiar rather than the impassive look.

"I apologize I mistook you for someone else. Dismissed." You can tell his stubbornness behind the tone, but I shrugged it off. He waved his hand at the door, but didn't pay attention, as he began to saunter back to his seat and read the broad and wide journal that still rested on the desk's center, still open to a random page. I observed that he was nearing the end of the journal. Wow, I was surprised he gave in, but something told me he wasn't done suspecting me just yet. "My pleasure, Mister Walker. Good to meet you." I went into the doorway and bowed my head slightly before turning away from the room Usui was in. My heart pounded brutally against my chest once my back turned, but then again over the course of these weeks and so when has it not?

And as soon as I was out of his room and his sights…

I ran.

(c) OtakuPilots

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