Victorian Times
Chapter 7: Expressions and Equations
Disclaimer ! Don't own KWMS.
I'm back with a little New Year spirit. I apologize if there is some OOC in this chapter, but I could care less. Sorry.
"Neh, neh, Takumi-kun," Aoi cooed, trying to attract Usui with a girly smile and a wink. Usui ignored it and continued cooking. Aoi fumed and proceeded to try again. "Mmmm, that food you're making looks delicious," Aoi commented. Usui ignored her once again, and Aoi was determined to get him to, at the least, listen to her. "Hey," she tried again, "Will you let me taste some of you food again?" This time she use the puppy dog eyes approach; it didn't seem to faze him at all.
"Sure," Usui finally said. Aoi's eyes lit up and she put on a devilish grin. She had broken the "Prince Charming.' Or so she thought. Usui continued, "Buy some; as a customer." Aoi was stunned. Her charms di not work on him one bit. She left in utter defeat. Suddenly, Misaki entered the kitchen.
"Oi, Usui, 5 orders of Spaghetti Al Vongole," she said, reading off of a slip of paper.
"Eh? Ayuzawa...if you eat too much, you're going to become fat, you know~" Usui teased.
"...You-!" Misaki yelled bitterly, "They are not for me, stupid Usui! The dishes are for the customer."
"Customer? Only one customer?" Usui asked, raising an eyebrow without looking up.
"Hmm? Uh, yeah, I don't really remember who ordered it, but it was probably for a party," Misaki replied. Usui handed her the plates and she walked out. He sighed to himself, as he had a hunch who ordered the plates.
"Here's your order," Misaki said, smiling with her eyes closed.
"Thank you," the customer said unpleasantly. Misaki thought that the voice had sounded familiar, but she was still shocked when she opened her eyes.
"A-Aoi-chan?" Misaki asked, baffled.
"Yes. What about it?" Aoi replied.
"W-well, it's just-I-erhh," Misaki stuttered, "uh, nevermind." And with that, Misaki dashed towards the kitchen.
"Wait!" Aoi yelled.
"So?" Usui asked nonchalantly.
"So what?" Misaki replied monotonously, raising an eye-brow. She was waiting for Usui to complete the order.
"Who was the customer?"
Misaki froze. A sweat drop fell down her cheek. "Uh..."
Usui smirked, "Here's the order."
"Heh? Ah, oh, uh, sorry, Usui, it's just that the customer is, well, Aoi-chan, and well, it just seems like she is doing this to only get your attention."
Usui shrugged. "I could care less. Besides, if I do give 'her' my attention, 'she' might get too cocky." Misaki gave him a look that showed pity and confusion mixed together. She shook her head as she grabbed the order and left.
A few minutes later, she dashed into the kitchen at full speed again. Misaki hurriedly shoved an order into Usui's face, crumpling it.
"..." Usui seemed unfazed. "You know, Ayuzawa, if you drop that paper, a fire will start."
"Ugh," Misaki scoffed, taking the paper away from Usui's face, "ten more orders of Spaghetti Al Vongole."
Usui raised his eyebrow, "This could be a problem."
"Of course, stupid Usui!" Misaki scolded, "You have to tell her to stop, otherwise she will drown herself in your food!"
Usui shrugged yet again and stated, "Not my problem."
"It is your problem," Misaki rebutted, "she is only doing this to get you to notice her! Tell her to stop!"
"Here," Usui said, ignoring her. He arranged the ten plates of Spaghetti Al Vongole onto a large tray. Misaki sighed wearily and walked out of the kitchen, holding the tray with two hands. Usui sighed after she left. This was going to be a long day.
Aoi was fuming with anger. She no longer had any patience. It was almost closing time and Usui hadn't even said a single word to her! She had eaten about 54 plates of the Spaghetti Al Vongole, and she was now sick of the thing. He didn't even raise an eyebrow when she, as gracefully as she could, vomited all over the diner floor after her 35th plate. She stormed into the kitchen, trying to see where the hell the 'Prince Charming' was. Since he wasn't getting it, she would just have to come face-to-face with him. She finally found him leaning against the wall, yawning. "Hey you," Aoi said. Usui looked up.
"What?" he asked, showing no interes in whatever Aoi had to say.
"Obviously, being subtle does not work with you, so I will just tell you straight to your face," Aoi bluntly said, "I. Want. You." (A/N Look. It's so small. O3o I'll be writing author notes like this now...)
Usui smirked, "Do you know what it means to be mine?" Aoi gave a confused look, as she tried to figure out what he meant. When she finally did, her face turned 7 shades of red.
"Wha-" she began. Suddenly, Usui was on top of her. Aoi gave a terrified expression as Usui pulled down her dress, revealing her chest. (=_=)
"Neh, Usui, did you talk to-" Misaki stopped mid-sentence as she saw Usui's position (A/N Yeah. Ignore Aoi. Way to go, Misa. .-.). "...WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, PERVERTED OUTER SPACE ALIEN?" Misaki screamed at the top of her lungs, enraged. She grabbed Usui by his head, almost wanting to juice it, but instead, she threw him out the window and onto the street, where cars zoomed past, unaware.
-SLAP- Aoi sat there with a stunned and bruised face. Her shocked expression quickly turned into anger. "Why did you hit me for? I am the victim!" Aoi raged. Misaki lowered her hand and clenched it, to prevent herself from hitting Aoi again.
"Why are you going to such extent?" Misaki cried, "What are you going to accomplish by doing this?" Aoi's brows furrowed furiously. She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself. Her eyes looked away from Misaki's. Misaki furrowed her brow as well. "You know," she continued, loosening her facial expression, "you are already beautiful Aoi, you don't have to prove yourself by doing these ridiculously things, I mean, you are already prettier than many other people, trust me..." Aoi bowed down her head, hiding her eyes, as she did, her blonde hair fell down, revealing short, smooth, dark blue hair. "...even if you are a guy."
Some of the employees gathered around Aoi gasped in disbelief.
"I'm so sorry," Satsuki apologized, " but Aoi would be really mad if I had told."
Everyone nodded understandingly.
"So you knew?" Aoi asked, "Tcheh, you probably told that guy too, hmph! No wonder he didn't show any interest in me at all."
"Actually, Usui is the one who told me, I didn't know right away, but this guy kept dropping hints," Misaki said, smiling at Aoi, while pointing to Usui.
"...You know, Ayuzawa, pointing is rude," Usui calmly stated.
"Shut up, you pedophile of an alien!" Misaki scolded. Usui gave her a rebuttal and the two started to bicker like a married couple.
"...I can't believe you guys!" Aoi yelled abruptly. Misaki, Usui, Satsuki, and the others turned to him(Aoi). Are you seriously more interested in quarreling than finding out that I am a boy? Isn't that weird?"
"...What do you mean?" Misaki asked, with a surprised look on her face, "I think it's pretty normal." Aoi sighed. These people were lunatics. Still, Aoi felt somehow relieved to be around them.
"So then," Usui interrupted,'' You've yet to tell us your reason for doing this."
Aoi sighed. "I am doing this because of my dad," he said.
"Your dad?" everyone except for Satsuki questioned.
Aoi took a deep breath as he began to tell his story.
Alright, next chapter will probably be very short, as most of it will be Aoi's 'story.' I am hoping to wrap everything up in nine or ten chapters because, initially, I planned to follow the Maid Sama! Storyline, but I am running out of ideas, and it is getting kind of boring, isn't it? Since you know how it's going to end. So, after I introduce the stalker, I will end it with a random event, like a birthday party, or Usui doing some heroic act. If you have any ideas for the event, please tell me in your review. Thanks. I appreciate all the people who have supported my first fanfiction ever. :)
