Author's Notes

Alrighty, so for this part, we're going to insert all of the President business with Kanou from the manga. I am not going to rewrite what already happened since I'm not changing that part in this story. If you haven't read that bit where Misaki prepares Kanou for being President, then I'd suggest you read it. The story from now on will take place after that part. A lot of time has obviously passed; Misaki is 6 months pregnant and showing. And also, I'm not so sure what the question exactly was in one of the reviews I got, but the answer to if Aoi likes Misaki or not is kind of yes. In the manga, it is implied that he has a crush on her and I was just implementing that into the story as well.

This was the last day of school Misaki would probably be attending. The quietness of the hall was relentless and there seemed to be no one else around. Misaki was gathering all of her books from her locker so she could take them home to study. The shuffling of her books against the locker was the only noise that broke the silence. As the female senior, no longer the president, put on her jacket, she felt a presence, somewhere, watching her. It sent chills down her spine. Who was watching her? The answer was obvious, but the fact that she couldn't see him was what frightened her the most.

Grabbing her school bag, Misaki headed out the door as usual except with a much heavier load. Not only was her bag heavy, but her increased body weight didn't help either. What's more she was starving. Misaki had quit her job yesterday and now she was even leaving school, it felt like her life was slowing down and ending.

As Misaki exited the building, a cold wave of air hit her face, making her screw her eyes shut. As she opened them again, the senior noticed that it was flurrying. Winter already, huh. She thought. After about fifteen minutes of walking slowly down the sidewalk, Misaki sighed, stopped walking and turned around. As expected, Usui was right behind her. He had followed her so quietly and for so long, he was being a stalker as always. But, in the end, Misaki knew that she was happy he cared.

"Hey, stalker." She greeted him. He smirked and they both stood there in the flurry that was quickly turning into a heavy snow, staring into each others eyes.

"Hey, Misaki." He greeted her. Misaki sighed and closed her eyes. There he goes again. He uses nothing but my name now, unless we're in school, he always uses it. Especially when we're alone.

"Do you need something?" She asked him, soon after realizing that she was probably setting herself up for a tease or something of the like.

"I need Misaki, so why don't you come home with me?" He asked. Misaki rolled her eyes and began walking again.

"I don't need to go home with you, Usui. Don't you remember? I'm going to the hospital today to see what gender the baby is." She explained to him, even though he probably already knew this.

"Aren't you going to invite me to come with you? I'm the father after all." Usui replied as he walked behind her. He wasn't hiding the sound of his footsteps anymore. Misaki snorted.

"This poor child is going to have a perverted alien for a father." Misaki said. "Sure! Come! I'd be happy to have you." Misaki added in an exhausted and cranky tone. Usui chuckled and came up to her side as he walked next to her. Misaki was busy lugging her belongings with both of her hands, so there was no way the two of them would end up walking hand in hand. Suddenly, Usui spoke up.

"Misaki, I'll carry your bag for you." He offered.

"No, we're almost at my house, I can carry it."

"But you'll fall over again." Usui insisted him. He was awarded with a glare from Misaki for those words.

"I can handle it." She told him curtly. Usui sighed. After dropping her bag off at home and changing out of her school uniform and into her usual simple clothes, Misaki and Usui took a taxi to the hospital. At their arrival, they walked straight into the building and over to the elevator. After arriving on the correct floor, they both headed over to the check-in counter and got everything in order before taking a seat in the waiting room. Misaki sat in the corner and Usui sat to her right. For a while, they both remained silent, but surprisingly Misaki spoke up.

"Do you care what gender it is?" Misaki asked. Usui smirked and replied.

"No, as long as it is our baby I don't care." He said. Misaki blushed. She never expected Usui to care much about this type of thing.

"You know, you aren't the fatherly type." She told him. Usui thought on this.

"But my Misaki isn't the motherly type either." He countered. Misaki puffed out her cheeks.

"You can't own me, and so what! As long as I feed it, and give it a place to sleep it will be happy. It doesn't matter what type I am." She told him. Usui raised a brow.

"Then why wouldn't I be able to take care of it too?" He asked. Misaki shrugged and looked at the white hospital wall.

"I just imagine you staring at it and not knowing what to do. I can't really see you doting on a baby or anything." Misaki explained. Usui looked downcast.

"Then maybe I'll have to change a bit…" He murmured as he looked down at his lap. Misaki looked startled and quickly replied.

"No! You're fine the way you are Usui!" At Misaki's words, Usui looked up to see Misaki was staring at him. He smiled warmly, which caused Misaki to blush. She began to fidget in her seat.

Luckily, before any more conversation started, Misaki was called on and they both stood up in unison and followed the nurse that was assigned to them to their designated room. Once they were there, Misaki sat down in a cushioned chair and Usui sat in an identical one beside her. The two sat in silence as the nurse gathered her papers, after a while she began to speak.

"So you're here to see the gender of the baby today, correct?" She asked. Misaki nodded and stared down at the growing lump on her belly, a bit freaked out by it.

"Yeah." She replied aloud. The nurse nodded and ushered Misaki into another room, telling Usui he could just relax where he was. Luckily, he didn't argue. Once they entered the other room the nurse patted the table where Misaki would lay down on. Misaki complied. The nurse lifted up her shirt, revealing her swelling belly, and spread a gel onto it. Before she knew it, the strange pictures had already been taken and she was back in the room sitting next to Usui.

As they waited for the pictures to appear, Usui grabbed her hand, which shocked Misaki. The teenage girl looked up at her boyfriend, confusion in her eyes at his sudden actions.

"Are you scared Usui?" She asked him. Usui sighed and shook his head.

"This is just really hard for me to take in for some reason." He replied. "It feels like our situation is becoming more real and not so distant…" Usui added with a lost look in his eyes. Misaki shrugged.

"But Usui, it isn't like we can change this. You have to be on top of things, and you usually are so this is strange. I guess we're finally switching places for once." She told him. Usui smirked and squeezed Misaki's hand.

"But what if I was acting just now?" He asked her. Misaki sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Like you would do that at this time, idiot Usui. You're just scared, admit it." She shot back. Just as Usui looked like he was going to reply, the images popped up and the couple froze. The nurse was indifferent about it, of course, and began studying the images. Misaki simply blinked at them, amazed. It had the shape of a small baby. Life. Life was inside her. Holy shit… She thought. She felt Usui's grip tighten.

"So…is it a boy or a girl?" Misaki asked awkwardly. The nurse squinted at the images once more before finally replying.

"It's a boy."

More Author's Notes

I don't know what the exact medical procedure is like for this type of thing so if I messed up, forgive me, I don't want to look it up.

Also, forgive me for posting this so late! I got distracted with things, but here it is.

Enjoy!