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Chapter Eleven: Punishment

"I hope you understand…" he grabbed her waist and pulled her tightly against him, "You're mine now, Ayuzawa."

"Y-Y-Yours?" she mumbled back.

"What is it? Are you itching to hit me?" he laughed.

He was right. Just the thought of someone, especially a male, claiming her as theirs naturally puts her on edge.

"I'll be right back," he smiled and walked to his bedroom.

She sat down on the couch. She rubbed her hands together. They were sweaty but frozen at the same time. She hadn't realized just how nervous she actually was. She let herself fall back onto the couch as if she finally regained her ability to breathe.

He walked back into the living room, buttoning his shirt. She had forgotten he was practically naked throughout the entire time and couldn't help but blush when she thought about it again.

"Should I be unbuttoning this instead?" he smirked.

She shot him a cold glare and he chuckled at her reaction.

"Should we get going?" he asked.

"Where are we going?" she wondered as she got up from the couch.

He walked over to her and fixed the collar of his shirt, "Since you've put on such a cute outfit, it would be a waste not to take you out."

She turned away and blushed.

They sat on the same bench from those few nights ago. The image of his fragile expression tightened her chest and she looked over at him to find him with a more somber expression this time, allowing her to breathe easy again. She took a bite out of her strawberry crepe and looked at the beautiful view.

He put his arm around her and pulled her tightly against his side. "I know you're cold in that thin dress of yours."

She was a bit cold but not enough to require a man's body pressing closely at her side. It was unusual for him to follow clichés in such an obvious way. She realized that Usui was probably nervous in this situation as well.

She held back from laughing at his cute attempt to woo her because regardless, it felt nice having him so close to her.

"When I came to Japan, I felt like I have been freed from a cage. For most of my childhood, I was shielded from the world… Or maybe the world was shielded from me. I never experienced love, really. I've never met my father and my mother died while giving birth to me. In reality, I am as new to this as you are," he told her while looking at the houses below.

'How lonely he must have been,' she thought. Although her family experienced difficult times and her father abandoned them, she still had a nurturing mother and a sister who loved her wholeheartedly. But who did Usui have?

"Because this feeling is so new for me, I don't want to lose it which is why I'll do everything in my power to protect it… To protect you," he looked at her with loving eyes.

"Protect me? Uhm… You don't really need-"

"Ayuzawa. Our relationship will be faced with many obstacles and you already know why that is," he told her.

'Gerard,' she thought. "Yes I know but… I don't want to be a burden to you somehow," she bit her lip.

He kissed the top of her forehead and rested his head onto hers. "The burden is my family, not you… Never," he said.

"I guess I won't object then," she smiled.

He took a bite out of her crepe.

She growled but couldn't hold back her smile.


~Maid Café~

"Welcome, master!" she smiled brightly. She looked up and realized it was one of her newly frequent customers.

She took his order, which never seems to change upon each visit and went to prepare it.

"Neh, Misaki-chan," Subaru poked her. "He's one of your regulars huh."

"Yeah… I guess," she chuckled lightly.

"Looks like he's quite taken with you," Erika blushed.

Misaki looked over at her customer, who was drinking his tea happily and catching a glimpse of her every now and then. He wasn't the typical "creepy type" she was accustomed to greeting. He was actually a pretty normal young man.

"He's quite the looker too," Erika's eyes sparkled.

He was a tall man, actually slightly taller than Usui. He had dark brown hair, pale skin and grey eyes. He was well built and always came to the café dressed in casual clothes, having the overall appearance of a regular college student.

Misaki went over and delivered the freshly cooked omelet rice and a warm smile.

"Ex-excuse me?" the customer muttered.

"Yes? How may I be over service to you?" she looked at him attentively.

"Uhm… Uh… Well I uh…" he played with strings of his hooded sweater nervously. "Thank you for… For always being so kind… To me…"

"Oh? Well of course, it's my pleasure to be of service to you master," she smiled brightly.

He blushed and looked away. "My… My name is… Hayashi… Yori," he stuttered.

"Pleasure to make an acquaintance with you, Yori-san," she bowed.

"Thank you… Mi-Misaki-chan," he stood up and bowed, accidentally spilling his tea onto his pants.

Everyone in the café laughed at the sight, while Yori was frantically trying to clean himself up.

"My my… Just look at how worked up he is," Kasumi giggled.

"Misaki really is getting more popular lately," Honoka pointed out.

"It's probably the aura she's been radiating lately… The aura you get when you're in love," Kasumi said casually.

"In… love?" the manager muttered. "Is it true? Has it finally happened?" her eyes sparkled.

"Oh? Didn't you know? She and Usui are official now. And it's alllll thanks to me!" Kasumi gleamed.

"Eh? Weren't you pursuing him?" Erika pointed out.

"Well after being rejected by him one too many times, I let Misaki-san have him," Kasumi grinned.

"This little…" the manager's fists tightened.

"I don't get it though… Wouldn't this so-called aura keep guys away?" Subaru wondered.

"Nope. On the contrary… Guys will be flocking to her like flies to a light bulb. I guess it's the whole… Wanting what you can't have sort of thing. Guys get a thrill out of taking a girl away from her lover," Kasumi explained with confidence.

They all listened in awe.

"Kasumi-can is pretty knowledgable about men," the manager hissed.

"Eh? Hmm... It's probably because I've had many boyfriends already… I've been dating since age eleven! I'm sixteen now so…. I've dated…. Hmm… Twelve guys? No… More? I've lost count after awhile," she chuckled.

"No way… This youngin' has more experience than I do? Unacceptable!" the manager cried to herself, clawing at a wall like a desperate cat.

Misaki smiled at Yori softly, "I'll show you to the bathroom so that you may clean yourself up."

"Ah? Uh… There's no need really. I live pretty close by so I'll just run on home now… Sorry for causing such a scene," he laughed awkwardly.

"It's no problem at all," she smiled back.

"Until next time then, Misaki-chan!" he smiled brightly and left the café.

"It's amazing how someone with such a manly appearance can be so timid and innocent," Kasumi gasped.


Misaki leaned against her locker, feeling exhausted after such a busy day. "Lately I've been getting more regulars. It's getting tough giving everyone equal attention," she sighed.

"Maybe you should only give your attention to me," Usui whispered.

Her body jolted, surprised by his statement and by his sneakiness.

"It's my duty to be courteous to all of my customers. I can't just focus all of my attention to one person. Even if it is you," she told him bluntly.

She looked over at him and gasped at the sight. He was sulking in a corner like an unloved puppy.

She sighed and walked over to him and suddenly he grabbed her, causing her to fall on top of him. At this point, they were both on the ground behind the lockers.

"You can be so cruel sometimes, Ayuzawa," he said and kissed her gently.

"Usui…" she mumbled and returned the kiss to him.

"I refuse to let you go to anyone else," he pouted.

"Even so… This is my job… There's not much I can do about it. And anyway, I don't look at anyone…" she cleared her throat, "I don't look at anyone the way that I look… At you…" she looked away timidly.

His eyes widened. He pulled her in for an embrace.

Her face reddened but she nuzzled her head against his chest. 'This feels nice,' she thought.

He inhaled, "Mmm… You smell good," he told her.

Her heart skipped. "I.. I do?"

"Like omlet rice," he laughed.

She frowned and tried to pull away from him, 'This runt always ruins the moment.'

Suddenly he pulled her in and licked her collar bone. "Delicious," his voice vibrated against her skin.

She couldn't hold back her body's reaction, which instantly shivered from his touch.

"Little by little… I'll give you more, Ayuzawa," he looked at her with a seductive look in her eyes.

Her body was overcome with so much heat. 'What is this?' she wondered, feeling unfamiliar with how much her body reacted.

"Remember, all of your firsts… Everyone one of them… Now belong to me," he said casually.

"My… my wh-what?" she stumbled.

"You'll see," he smirked. "Shouldn't you be getting back to work?"

She nodded. 'What does he mean by that?'


Her shift finally ended and she was relieved to be able to finally go home.

"… All of your firsts…" that one line echoed in her mind. She walked over to the locker room, trying to figure out what he meant by that.

She sighed, 'How troublesome.' She took off her apron, 'Wait..' she thought and her face suddenly began to lose it's color, "DOES HE MEAN THAT?"

Everyone in the locker room was startled by her sudden outburst. She laughed it off silently and quickly changed into her clothes.

Her mind became cluttered with so many uneasy thoughts. She walked out of the café, completely unaware of her surroundings.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Usui grabbed her.

"Eh?" she awoke from her daze.

"Remember, I took charge of escorting you to and from your home. Don't go running off without me," he scolded her.

"We're still doing that?" she acted surprised.

He glared at her. This was a look she was not accustomed to seeing which startled her a bit.

"I… I was kidding… Geez," she looked away. 'Crap. He's got me all nervous again.'

He took her by the hand and they began to walk. She looked at her hand, now clasped by his. 'His hands are soft,' she realized. 'And they're way bigger than mine.' Suddenly she felt it, his heart beat. 'No way… I can feel his pulse?' She looked up at his face.

His expression was stern, like an angry parent.

"You're angry?" she asked plainly.

"Yes," he huffed.

"Tch," she replied simply.

He suddenly pushed her up against a building wall and put his face close to hers, "Tell me. Shall I continue where I left off in the locker room?"

"Eh?" she shouted.

She looked away, her face completely red. Passerby's looked and gawked at the scene.

He traced her collar bone with his finger and her body jolted.

"Us-Usui…" her voice trembled.

He pressed his body up against hers and she quickly turned her face away.

He leaned in, "Punishment complete."

He stepped back and smiled at her.

'This bastard!' she growled.


-The next day-

"See you tomorrow Misaki-san!" her friends waved.

She waved back and stood in front of the school. 'Hmm? A message?' her phone buzzed.

Sorry, I won't be able to walk you home today. I have a few things to take care of. I'll pick you up tomorrow!

Your lover,

Takumi Usui xoxo

"Things to take care of?" she thought.

She paused for a moment and suddenly fumes released from her body."Your lover, Takumi Usui xoxo" that line hovered over her head. "What kind of stupid joke is that?"

As she walked home she felt a bit odd since she had actually grew accustomed to Usui walking by her side each day.

The breeze was warmer, a sign that summer was near. "Feels nice," she smiled. Then suddenly a wave of uneasiness came over her. 'Someone's following me?' she wondered.

She increased her pace but the presence still lingered.

"Looks like we're busted," a thug appeared from an alley.

"Looks like it," another voice spoke behind her.

Suddenly, a group of thugs surrounded her.

"She's a little plain for my taste but I can smell it… She's clean," one of them grinned.

"Back off scumbags!" she shouted and as she was about to land a kick on one of them, two of them grabbed her arms.

"She's a fighter? That's cute!" they laughed. "Sorry sweetheart but men can be pret-ty overpowering sometimes, ya know?"

She squirmed, desperately trying to release herself, "What do you want from me?"

They all laughed.

"Lay 'er down over there. We don't want nobody seein'," one of the guys pointed towards a bridge.

She kicked around and struggled to try and set herself free but to no avail. She was frantic and furious.

They threw her onto the ground and two of them pinned her down.

The leader of the group looked at her and licked his lips. He pulled out a knife and pressed it up against her neck. "Because you weren't a good girl, I'll make sure to take my sweet time with you," he groaned and licked the side of her cheek.

"Sick bastard!" she shouted and head butted him, causing him to fall back.

"You little bitch!" he growled and as he was about to pounce her, someone kicked him on the back of his head.

"BOSS!" they shouted.

She was frozen, unsure of what she was seeing. Since it was dark underneath that bridge, she could only see the shadow of a figure, fighting off and knocking out each of the guys. 'Usui?' she wondered.

She was finally free and she got up to see who the hero was. "M… Master?" she mumbled.

"Did she just… Say… Master?" one of the guys laughed. He went to throw in a punch but instead the gentleman grabbed his arm and broke it in one twist.

"Wh… Wh…" she couldn't say a thing.

He grabbed her and pulled her away from the scene.

"I called the cops so no need to worry," he told her.

"Y-You…" she muttered.

"I thought I was the shy one," he laughed.

They sat quietly at a bench. 'Why... Why was it him?' she thought.

"I hope I didn't scare you in any way…" he told her.

"No… You didn't. I'm just a bit surprised is all… Was it… Yori-san?" she looked over at him.

He smiled brightly and nodded in agreement. "If I hadn't been walking by…" he looked at her worridly. "When I realized that it was you… I became like some sort of monster… I'm sorry you had to witness that."

'He broke a guy's arm just now… He's so normal after that?' her eyes widened.

"See? I did scare you!" he ruffled his hair. "Usually when I'm stressed out about exams, I go for random endless walks. That bridge… I hang out underneath that bridge from time to time to let out some steam. The grafitti sprayed all over it… I did it back in my delinquent days in High School," he chuckled.

She looked at him, hesitantly. 'He definitely looks like the delinquent type,' she sighed.

He looked back at her and blushed, "Eh? Uhh… Those days are long behind me! It's just a nostalgic feeling I get… It relaxes me and viola! I'm stress free…"

She felt cold breeze and realized her shirt had been ripped during the struggle, causing it to reveal her bra a bit. She covered herself up with her hands frantically feeling embarrassed and ashamed.

Yori looked at her worriedly and put his jacket on her.

"I'll get it back from you when I stop by the café. For now… You should maybe take a cab home. I'm still a stranger to you so I don't think you'd feel comfortable with me walking you home," he smiled warmly.

She nodded.


She woke up feeling groggy and completely sore, the events from the previous night still lingered on her mind.

While she showered, she gasped after noticing all the bruises she had on her body, most specifically around her thighs. 'How did that even happen?' she thought but then recalled the guys who were pinning her down. 'They were so close to…' she shivered.

She got dressed and sighed in relief. "Good… The uniform covers it," she said, referring to the bruising on her thighs. As she gathered her things, she noticed the jacket she left on her desk chair. 'I don't have a shift today so I can't return it… I should get it dry cleaned first…' she thought.

She looked at the time and realized she was running late and rushed out.

As she ran out of her home, she felt a tug on her shirt.

"Forgetting about me again?" Usui grumbled.

"Eh? No, I'm just running late," she explained.

He looked at her blankly and suddenly picked her up and carried her in a princess-style fashion.

"Wh-wh-what are you doing?" she shouted frantically.

"Taking you to school," he grinned devilishly.

"EH? LIKE THIS? NO WAY! PUT ME DOWN!" she demanded.

He ignored her and ran off, holding her tightly in his arms.


"Usui! Usui enough! Put me down!" she shouted.

He put her down obediently. "I can't exactly take you inside of school this," he smiled innocently.

"I'm glad you understand that much," she sighed. 'Even though you pretty much took me all the way to school like that...' the vain on her forhead bulged out.

"Misaki San!" Sakura shouted.

"Ohayou gozaimasu," she greeted them.

"Neh, Misaki-san… Why is Usui standing so closely behind you?" Sakura tilted her head to see him peaking out from behind Misaki.

"Eh?" she said as she felt his breathe on the back of her neck. Her body jolted and she elbowed him in the gut as a result. "We uh... Just happened to get here at the same time," she laughed awkwardly. 'Crap. Is he going to give me that punishment again?' she quivered.

"Misaki -san?" Shizuko looked at her with concern.

"Huh? Uh we should head inside. We'll be late," she smiled casually, feeling Usui's eyes glaring intensely at her.


"Everyone. As you are all aware, end of the term exams are coming up and it is more than apparent that a lot of you have a lot to improve on... most specifically in English. Therefore, there will be a special cram school held after school," their teacher explained.

Misaki was beaming with excitement. English was the one subject Usui surpassed her in the most.

"To better your abilities, we hired a student teacher who can help get you into shape," he explained. He stepped out and told the person to enter.

"Everyone, this is Hayashi Yori. Please be kind to him," their teacher smiled.

Misaki's jaw dropped. 'Why? Of all people… Why this guy?'

"Hello everyone. Though I'm still a student teacher, I'm confident that I may be of great help to you all. Please take care of me!" he bowed. As he looked up he noticed a very nervous Misaki, avoiding his field of vision. His eyes widened at the sight.

All of the female students ogled the handsome new teacher while Misaki buried her face in her hands.

"I'll be stepping out for a moment to get a few materials so I'll give you all the opportunity to get better acquainted with Mr. Yori here," the teacher said as he patted him on the back.

Immediately all of the girls ran to his side, asking him many meaningless questions about his personal life. The male students grumbled just stayed seated and grumbled.

"Now, now everyone please take your seats," he smiled.

All of the girls pouted and returned to their seats obediently.

"I am very pleased that you are all excited about improving your English but I have to warn you, though I may be young, I am still a very strict teacher. There are certain rules you all must follow in order to participate in this course. Do you all understand?" he explained.

They all agreed.

"There is one rule in particular that absolutely no one is an exception to. I know that a few of you may possibly have part-time jobs after class, which is, I remind you, a violation already. Most teachers overlook this but since my classes will be held after school, I cannot tolerate students who skip out or leave my class abruptly because they have to work. To be apart of my class means you have to make it your first priority. I hope I'm being absolutely clear with this," he explained while looking directly at Misaki.

'What is this guy saying?' her nerves began to take over.

"If I find out during the course of my classes you are secretly working part-time, you will automatically be kicked out of my class. Because this class is considered a requirement, being kicked out will automatically give you a failing grade," he said sternly.

'Fail?' her eyes widened. 'That means…'

"I suggest you quit your part-time jobs during the duration of my lessons," he told them while adjusting his tie.

'Quit… Quit the café?' she tightened her fist.


Tada! Chapter has ended! So as you've noticed, I've introduced yet another new character into the story, Hayashi Yori. You also may have realized that there are a few characters I've left out of my story even though they've made frequent appearances in the manga/anime. I just didn't want to go the typical route so I hope you're all okay with that.

Now, time to stretch out my arms and get started on Chapter 12! Thanks for reading!

Chibi Misaki: So you were just going to exclude me from this Author's Note?

DF: Eh? Uh I didn't realize...

Chibi Misaki: (Demonic Aura)

DF: Uhm.. Uh... Don't get upset... I didn't mean-

Chibi Misaki: (Sobs heavily)

DF: Oh. Totally wasn't expecting that sort of reaction.

Chibi Misaki's tears begin to overflow.

DF: Eh... Can you stop crying?

Chibi Misaki: WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

DF: Bleg.. Mi..Sa..ki (drowns)

Chibi Usui: (Doggie paddles) Thanks for reading everyone.