Hey, so I was thinking.. Do you want me to continue the story longer or make another story that's related to this?

=Misaki's POV=

I woke up when I feel him playing with my hair.

"Uhm..." I moaned while rolling over, away from his chest.

"Morning, Ayuzawa," he said, I could feel his breath on my ear.

"How do you know it's morning?" I asked, my eyes still closed.

"Open your eyes," he said, his fingers parting out my bangs.

I opened my eyes and-

There was light.

Not the kind of light I was used to see in the hell hole, the kind of light I was used to see in-

His apartment.

I scanned the perimeter, and I realized that Usui and I were in his apartment.

"H-how? I thought... We were..." I tried to ask what happen.

"Well, while you're sleeping, Minami-" Usui said before I interrupted.

"Minami? Who's Minami?" I asked.

"The girl who kidnapped you," he replied.

'Yeah, and the girl who you cheated on, too,' I thought. But I quickly dismissed the thought when I heard him say-

"Did she ever talk to you about me? Because if she didn't, I'm surprised."

"Y-yes, she did. She talked about how tender your lips are when you guys kissed," I replied. I tried to sound casual, but my trachea failed me. I stared at the floor, the windows, anywhere but him. I slanted my head down so that my bangs were covering my burning cheeks.

"Ayuzawa," he said, "are you jealous?"

"W-why would I be? I don't care if you were kissing Minami!" I shouted, my cheeks burning even more.

My heart skipped a beat when he laid out a low whistle.

"Ayuzawa is jealous, Ayuzawa is jealous," he sang.

"I-i'm not!" I shouted while giving him a punch on the shoulder.

"Ouch, Misa-chan, how unlady like of you," he joked.

"Shut up, pervert!" I said while leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Relax, I didn't do anything with her," he said while his lips kissed my cheek.

"What about the kiss, then?" I asked him, turning my head toward his.

"See? You are jealous," he snapped. "The kiss was nothing, she pulled me towards her and... Yeah..."

"I am NOT jealous! When will you realize that I will never be jealous, especially about you!" I shouted while giving him another punch.

"Whatever, I still think you're jealous."

"Stupid Usui... So, how did you get us out from there again?" I asked.

"Well, Minami came in and I used your handcuffs to bond her hands together-"

"She didn't see it coming?"

"Nope, I was too fast," he laughed.

"As expected from you."

"Yep. So I bonded her hands together and carried you out of there," he continued.

"Were you still half naked when we got out?" I asked, looking at his body, which was now clothed.

"Yep," he said casually.

"Wouldn't people think that you're crazy?"

"Yep, many even think that I kidnapped you," he said.

"And you're okay with it? What kind of human will not be embarrassed after going out half-naked carrying an unconscious girl at night? And even worse, why didn't I wake up when you're carrying me? Am I that heavy of a sleeper?" I asked loudly.

"Well, you dozed off for one and a half day since you last woke up in that 'hell hole'. It seems like you're enjoying sleeping in my arms, huh?" He said, his lips turning into a grin.

"Pervert..."

"So, what do you want to eat for breakfast?" He asked.

"Krrrrr," my stomach sounded.

I looked down at my stomach and realized something.

I wasn't wearing the shirt Usui's shirt.

Instead, I was wearing a lilac blue blouse with a white mini skirt.

My wounds were neatly bandage.

I reached up to my hair and combed them with my fingers. They were washed and curled.

"Usui..." I whispered.

"Yes?" He replied.

"WHO THE HELL BATHED AND CHANGED ME?" I shouted, my hands gripped to the collar of his blouse.

"Umm... Would you hit me if I say it was me?" He replied, his lips turned into his perverted smile.

"WHAT?" I yelled.

'Usui, a perverted alien from space, bathed and changed me?' The thought going on and on in my mind.

"Did he do anything perverted?" I whispered, smacking my forehead with my palm.

"Relax; I could bathe a crying baby with my eyes closed, I didn't see, or do, anything. Or do you want me to-"

"Shut up, pervert!" I shouted. "And what's with the curled hair?"

"I had nothing to do so I bought a curling wand and curled your hair," he said with the 'I-don't-mind' tone of his.

"You what? Why would you waste so much money just to curl my hair? Do you know how much a curling wand costs?" I asked, the thought of him wasting so much money just because he was bored just ticks me off.

"Because you look cute with curly hair, but I do like your straight hair better," he replied, his fingers playing with my hair again.

My cheeks burned.

"T-then, what about the clothes? I don't recall having owned them before. I don't think you own women's clothes right?" I asked while pointing at the shirt and skirt.

"Oh, I saw that while buying the curling wand," he replied casually.

"What kind of rich alien are you?" I asked as I played with the hem of my skirt.

"So, back to my original question, what do you want to eat for breakfast?" He asked while sitting up straight.

"I don't know, what do you want?" I asked back.

"I want to eat your porridge again," he joked.

"Not funny, stupid Usui," I punched him again.

"Fine, so what about pancakes?" He suggested.

"You can cook pancakes?" I asked him.

"Nope, but I surely can order some," he replied.

"It's up to you."

"Okay, pancakes it is."

He flipped his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Yeah, I'd like 3 sets of pancakes with maple syrup on top," he ordered.

"Three sets? For who? We only need one set for a person, is there anyone joining us?" I asked when he had finally closed his phone.

"2 for you," he replied as he stood up and went in the kitchen.

I stood up too, planning to follow him in the kitchen, but I felt like something was stabbing my knee.

"Ouch," I winced as my body fell on the couch.

"Are you okay, Ayuzawa?" He asked loudly, running out from the kitchen.

"Y-yeah..."

"Oh, your knee. The doctor-"

"Doctor?" I asked, my eyes bugging out.

"Yep, I called a doctor here yesterday to check on you. He said that the glass had cut in to your flesh really deep, and unfortunately, it would hurt whenever you stand, making it impossible for you to walk for the next 2 weeks," he replied.

"Oh man, so how am I supposed to go to school or even work?" I cried.

"We can buy you a wheelchair," he suggested.

"I don't have the money to buy it," I replied while resting my head on my palm.

"Or..."

"Or?" I asked.

"Or, I can carry you around from class to class," he smirked.

"Shut up, pervert!" I gave him another punch. "You talk those perverted words again and I swear I'll give you a huge purple bruise!"

"Understood, Misa-chan," he said with a playful tone.

"Hey, that reminds me. What day is today?" I asked, clueless on what day it was.

"It's Monday," he replied.

"WHAT? I've been gone for a week? Mom and Suzuna must be really worried," I slapped my forehead.

"No worries, I lied to them saying that you're staying at my house, doing a huge project from school," he assured me.

"Coming from you, my mom would never expect it to be a lie," I muttered. "What about manager?"

"She was really worried, I didn't have a chance to make up a lie for her before she asked me to go to your home and check on you," he laughed.

"Hmm, after a week, she must be really worried..."

"Well, I think you should worry less on Satsuki and more on your knee. How will you even go on patrol at school without a wheelchair or my strong arms carrying you around?" He asked, smiling his perverted smile when he talked about his arms carrying me.

"Uhh..." I moaned, my head brainstorming ideas on how I can travel from one space to another.

"DINGGG DONGGG," the bell ringed.

"Well, breakfast is here," he said while standing up and heading towards the door.

He paid the delivery man and brought 3 plates filled with overlapping pancakes and maple syrup dripping from the most top stack of pancake to the most bottom.

"Usui, are you trying to make me fat?" I asked sarcastically, giving him my signature death stare.

"KRRRRR," my stomach grumbled again when I smelled the freshly baked pancakes placed in front of me.

"Well, if that means your stomach will stop grumbling," he nodded to my stomach.

"Idiot," I said as I grabbed a fork and stab the pancake on the top.

"So, back to your knee, how are you going to walk?" he asked while stuffing his mouth with his pancake. His face worried.

"I don't know... Besides, I think I can walk without any help. I mean, it's not that painful," I tried to sound sure, but my voice failed me.

"As expected from you," Usui replied, giving out a worried sigh.

"I'm not lying," I assured him. I stood up, ignoring the stinging pain between the joints of my knee.

It seemed to take forever to just stand up.

"Ayuzawa, you don't need to force yourself," he said, but I ignored it.

I grabbed the side of the couch to support my body.

"Ayuzawa, sit down," he commanded with a soft voice, the kind of voice that would make you fall over heels when you hear it.

"Just... Wait... And... See!" I forced the words out of my throat; my full concentration was to stand up.

When I was finally on my feet, I tried to stabilize myself to prevent falling on Usui.

"See?" I said, turning my head towards him.

He placed his plate on the table.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Y-yeah! Why wouldn't I be?" I replied.

Then he pushed my waist gently towards him.

My knee became unstable.

I tried to grab the side of the couch, but I fell before I could even do so.

"Ugh," I moaned as I tried to sit up straight from my lying position.

But then I realized I wasn't lying on the floor.

Instead, I was lying down on Usui.

"U-usui!" I shouted, my face blanched with terror.

"Uhmph. See, you're not able to even stand up without any help," he whispered.

"Oh my gosh! Usui! Are you okay?" I asked as tried to get off his lap.

But even before I could stand up, he carried me in a princess lift.

"W-what are you doing, pervert?" I shouted as I constantly punch him in the arm, wanting him to put me down.

"We're going to the hospital to get you a walking stick," he said while opening the door of his house.

"A cane? No way! I'm not going to use a walking cane!" I shouted.

"No, not a cane. You know the thing that people who broke their legs use? Yeah, we're going to get you one of that."

I didn't make Misaki wake up when Usui was bathing her because then that would be awkward.

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