A/N: Meow~

To whoever's reading this, I would just like to announce that I started a new KWMS multi-chapter fic called Kismet. It's one of my favorite words which means fate/destiny. The story revolves around dance and fluff. I will be updating both stories alternately, so it will definitely be a challenge for me. I would appreciate it if you'd give my other story a shot!

Thank you for reading x


CHAPTER 9: ASSUMPTIONS

~ Misaki's POV ~

My mother sent me a letter this morning. Its contents were somehow relieving, to say the least.

Dear Misaki-chan,

I hope you're doing well. Suzuna told me about the incidents regarding the Kappa and Quidditch. I am so very indebted to this Usui Takumi. I'm glad nothing too bad happened.

Speaking of Suzuna, I feel terrible for what happened. I feel responsible. But this morning, something odd happened. She accidently set the chair on fire with magic. She didn't use any spells, nor did she try to use magic, but it happened. And so she tried to use her magic. But again, her powers are out of her control. She couldn't cast a spell.

I'll talk to you soon. Stay safe. I love you.

The letter assured me of something: Suzuna's magic is still within her. It's just dormant.

x x x x x x x x

Satsuki and I just left our History class, which was the last class of the day, and headed to the library to accomplish a homework given to us.

"I really couldn't care less about this Belinda lady who invented this-and-that." Satsuki complained, grumpily walking to the library.

"Nobody really does," I said, evading the people passing by us. "But it helps to know more, whatever it may be. It always does."

Satsuki scoffed. "But sometimes knowing hurts."

"I'd rather get hurt than be kept in the dark, Satsuki-san."

"Not me..." She said just before we entered the wooden doors of Mahoutokoro's library.

The library was on the second floor of the second building of the whole school. It took up the whole floor. There were seemingly infinite mahogany shelves in it, arranged in neat rows at the center of the room. Tables were arranged around the shelves to accomodate the visitors.

There was an unusually high number of students in the library. They were in groups, huddled together over a book, probably doing their homeworks together.

Satsuki and I sat on a vacant table beside the window. I took my seat and immediately pulled out some sheets from my satchel for my History of Magic homework regarding Belinda Graywell. Satsuki did the same.

"I'll get some references. I know I read about her once." I told my friend, stood up, and headed to the History section.

"Great Witches in History..." I muttered to myself as I looked for the book with that title while passing my finger through the covers. I love the feel of old books, and even their scents. They are filled with wisdom and wonder, two qualities I wish I had.

I finally found the book sitting on the bottom row of the shelf. I pulled it out and almost shrieked when I saw a face in the space of the book.

"Good afternoon, Ayuzawa." Usui said. Even though I could only see a part of his face, I knew how arrogant it looked. I could picture it so easily in my head.

"Merlin-" I exclaimed. "What is wrong with you?" I asked rhetorically, not even waiting for any response. He'd probably just say something that doesn't make sense. I stormed away from the spot and sat back down across Satsuki.

I breathed out heavily. "I got the book." I said, setting the book down on the table. I flipped it open, knowing just the page we needed. I was stunned to see a folded paper with my name tucked in between the pages. I took it immediately hoping that no one would see it, but Satsuki had already caught sight of it.

"What's that?" She asked innocently, her large indigo eyes watching my hands.

"Just a random paper I found. Nothing interesting." I lied.

She frowned a little bit. I know she didn't believe me, but thankfully she let it go. "Alright. Let's see this Belinda chick."

While Satsuki was taking notes, I opened the note quietly on my lap with my head bowed. In an unfamiliar, neat script, the note read:

Doing research on Graywell for History of Magic class?

I can tell you something interesting about her. She invented the Salvio Hexia spell. That's really all you need.

Now that you're homework's done... Would you like to go on a date with me?

Your Prince Charming

I crumpled the paper angrily in my hands. That Usui.

"Excuse me." I told Satsuki and stood up to look for the perverted alien.

He was sitting on a lounge chair at the corner of the library with a notebook in hand. He hadn't noticed my demonic presence until I grabbed the notebook from his hands.

"Nice to see you, too." He said, barely shocked at my actions.

"Just... stop being a creep, okay?" I hissed.

"You'll get kicked out of the library again." Usui said with his infamous smirk.

"You are a crazy stalker!" I yelled in a whisper. It's scary how he knew when to time the letter. He's definitely stalking me.

"What do you mean?"

I angrily shoved the letter right in front of his green eyes then let it go. He caught the letter and read it.

"You think I'm 'Your Prince Charming'?" He chuckled. "Because it mentioned 'charming'? You're too obvious, Misaki." He stood up and stayed close to me.

"It is you, crazy stalker!" I said, walking backwards to avoid him. I started to suddenly doubt it... Why did I jump to assumptions...

"Firstly, this letter is pathetic. If I had written it, you'd have loved it." He grinned. "Secondly, if I were to ask you, I wouldn't write it down like a cowardly wimp."

"Who can it be then?" I asked angrily, even though I didn't have any reason to be mad at him right now. At the back of my mind, I wish it were him though.

Maybe it could be from the idiot trio. But the letter sounds too smart for them.

That sounded incredibly mean.

He merely shrugged. "What's your answer?"

"Most definitely not!" I screamed quietly. I learned from my mistake.

"What if I asked you?" He teased. "Would you say yes?"

"Not in a million years, idiot." I rolled my eyes and decided to go back to Satsuki.

"I'll wait." I heard him say.

x x x x x x x x

As I sat back down, Satsuki watched me with wide eyes.

"Misaki..." She whispered. "I'm not interested in Belinda's life, but I'm interested in yours. Please tell me what's going on between you and the new student! I saw you talking to him. Are you together?" She asked and begged.

Shaking my head, I said, "No, no, no! He's just.. a perverted stalker." What a great response.

"It doesn't seem that way." She commented with a teasing grin. Why won't she ever believe me?

"We're not. We really aren't. But he doesn't want to leave me alone." I said loudly but in a whisper. Yes, we're having a screaming conversation in whispers.

"Maybe because he wouldn't want you to be alone. You always are, you know."

"No I'm not." I said and exhaled a heavy breath. I wrote down the necessary information about Belinda to distract myself as I felt Satsuki's gaze on me.

"You could use someone like him though."

"How do you know?" I laughed. "You don't even know him, and neither do I."

"Well he obviously likes you." Satsuki piped up.

"But I don't, and that's that." I said. I didn't look up from the book as said so.

"I don't believe that." She giggled. I merely sighed.

Somehow, I don't believe it either.

x x x x x x x x

~ Usui's POV ~

I headed to the Prefects' Common Room the minute Misaki rejoined her friend's company.

I made my way through the hallways, ignoring the greetings and comments of the passersby. I know Gerard would be in his room.

And I was right.

No one else but Gerard was in the boys' room. He was lying on his bed, reading.

"How sly of you." I said. He looked up from his book. "You wrote her that letter, didn't you?"

He smiled mischievously. "Well, what was her response? If she said yes, then yes, I did." He then closed the book and stood up. "If she declined, then I don't remember writing her a note."

"I don't understand you." I said, frustrated. "You talked to me about her being a distraction for me and everything, implying that I should distance myself from her. Why are you suddenly announcing that you desire her?" It wasn't showing, but I was angry at him. He knew how I felt for Misaki since the beginning.

"I just wanted to know the truth about whether or not you are together." He stood in front of me. "How can I not? She's absolutely desirable."

I clenched my teeth. I didn't like the way he talked about her. "Leave her alone."

He laughed mockingly. "Stop being protective, Takumi. You have no claim over her."

It stung how much truth was in that statement.

Then he continued, "Neither of us could stay away from her for too many reasons anyway."

"Bring it on, then." I said. "I'll never let you have her."

"Watch me."

x x x x x x x x

The other prefects have begun to come in before dinner, dropping off their bags. I hadn't noticed if Misaki had already come in, so I decided to check in her room.

Apparently, she wasn't there. The other female prefects tried bombarding me, but I've managed to make them leave me alone. It is irksome, to say the least, to have them swarming around me like that. They should know that they deserve better.

She wasn't there, but on Misaki's bed sat a small cupcake.

Gerard has the worst ways of trying to impress a girl. Seriously, a cupcake? Misaki's not a ten-year-old girl.

Chuckling slightly, I took it from the bed to ruin Gerard's stupid attempt. But I think I'm actually doing him a favor.

I bit into the cupcake as I walked back to the boys' room. I put on a smug face when he turned to look at me.

"Thanks, Gerard. Although your cupcake tastes a little odd." I said as I swallowed the piece of the cupcake.

He looked astounded. "Why would I give you a cupcake?"

Then it hit me.

I dropped the cupcake on the floor, my mouth agape.

"What now, Takumi? You better pick that up." My neat-freak brother said. But I had bigger things to worry about.

I ran to my bedside table and took my wand. "Aguamenti!" I cast. My heart sunk.

Nothing came out of the tip of my wand.

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