Misaki woke up in her bed and laid there, hair tangled. Her senses were adjusting to the bright light peeking through her window. The golden sun seeping into her room. Ah~golden. Like Usui's hair.
Misaki jolted upright. Her heart raced and that's when it hit her. She dumped him, the two are history. What a terrible mistake.
She slumped on her journey to the kitchen. She poured on-the-verge-of-expiration milk and what cereal she managed to claw out from the top of the fridge. It's been ages since she ate breakfast. but as it is, depressed people tend to eat more. Her gaze travelled from her bowl to her calendar.
She explosively spit out the substances in her mouth. Monday...
"Shit, I'm late!" She took a last glance before abandoning her meal.
Literally diving into her uniform after jumping out of her pajamas, her desk greeted her forehead.
"D-damn it!" She held her forehead.
Snatching her backpack from the floor and frantically speeding to the front door, she slipped into her shoes and slammed the door behind her.
"(Why didn't my sister wake me up? or why didn't mother either?)"
With her monstrous speed and endurance, she reached Seika High School in no time. Once inside the school she speed walked until she finally got to her current class.
"I'm here!" She panted, plopping into her desk.
"Ah, Ayuzawa-san! Thank goodness you came. I will change your attendance to 'present'." The teacher just smiled.
"Yes, please!" She looked at the class clock. 12:58. Almost lunch time.
After school~~~
"(It's oddly quiet. Without Jane, er...Madison to nag or complain, without Sakura babbling about how she and her boyfriend have been doing and without Shizuko scolding her to hush her noisiness, everything just feels off. Apparently Sakura was invited by her rock star of a boyfriend to come with her on his tour in Hokkaido. Sakura grudgingly let Shizuko to tag along to 'chaperone' them. So far, it's been a month without them. They have teachers with them anyways, so they wont miss any school work or have to redo the year. Just one more month to go for them to come back. I'm forgetting about one more person...but who?)" While she carelessly walked she bumped into someone.
"I'm so sorry!" She bowed and looked up at the person. Her face suddenly burned and her hears started steaming. "G-good afternoon, Usui." She turned her head away. "I should really get going."
To Misaki's surprise, Usui stopped her and held her face in his hands. "Yo." His tone was almost the same as ever with one exception. His voice was more cautious and caring. His thumb gently running over Misaki's bruise. "Care to explain this little bruise?"
"It's none of your business anymore." She looked away.
"Is that so." Usui fought a smile. He immediately bowed deeply, formally apologizing. "My deepest apologies, Ayuzawa-san. I promise it will happen no further. I shall take my leave."
"(Geeze, he bowed so deeply. Ayuzawa? My last name. Ugh, sounds too wrong coming from Usui!)" Misaki spent one second thinking this.
She witnesses him starting to walk away, nonchalantly and indifferently.
Instinctively, she reached out and grabbed wrist. "Wait!"
"S-sorry. About what I said. We can still be f-friends, if you want that is." Misaki wanted to hang herself, she felt way too awkward. But the thing is, 'Ayuzawa-san' from Usui was too dangerously foreign.
He chuckled. Misaki was flushed. "You...! You idiot." She shoved him. He smirked. At the sight of that, it only caused Misaki to chuck her school bag at him. "Go away."
Usui looked at his watch. 3:34PM. A tiny frown sat on his face. He then patted her head and quickly left. With his godly speed, he made it home just in time.
"(Did he really take it seriously when I told him to go away?)" Misaki furrowed her eyebrows.
He heads to the phone and quickly sends his reply not wasting a single second. He them sprints to the Ayuzawa residence, believing he can stop their future actions. He could see Suzuna staring blankly at the spots where the gate and fence used to be.
They were fast. Usui had to admit it. "What happened?" he ran to Suzuna who stared emotionlessly at him.
"A truck suddenly came out of nowhere and plucked the fence and gate without permission. Only took them 15 seconds, literally."
She turned and tilted her head up at Usui. "What'll onee-chan do? She'll get upset and worried. You know her. She already has enough to worry over. You're her boyfriend...please keep her from here for a bit or calm her down when she comes." Her golden eyes had tears trickling from her face. It cascaded off of Suzuna's features, extremely similar to a certain other girl.
Usui scratched the back of his neck. "Actually...Misa-chan and I-"
"Oh, hell. What happened here?" Misaki dropped her backpack onto the bald soil.
Usui glanced at Suzuna. She immediately rubbed her eyes until it was waterless and stood normal with a bit of seriousness.
"Suzuna, what happened here?" Misaki gestured toward the empty space.
"A big truck came, a bunch of people came out and demolished the bricks and gate, shoved it in the back truck and went away with their business."
"(Damn...they're fast.)" Usui stared at where the property used to be with irritation.
"You didn't see it coming?" Misaki asked.
"No." Suzuna looked down.
"They didn't ask for a signature?"
"No."
"You sure?"
"Yes?"
Snatching up her bag, Misaki ran into the house, to her room and locked it. She stayed there the whole night.
"Damn it!" Suzuna and Usui heard her yell and the lights in her room went out.
One week later~~
Usui came home with Misaki from school. All that was left after a bunch of Usui's 'no's' to his father, was Misaki's home. No bushes, trees, grass. Nothing but her home.
Misaki didn't even speak to anyone the whole week, except for Suzuna and her mother, who is always inside the garage. Usui didn't receive anything from Misa. Not a word but just eye contact.
Misaki was walking to her front door and stopped when Usui spoke.
"Misaki."
She turned, empty eyes locked on Usui's.
"I'll help."
She raised her eyebrows. "How so?" She quietly asked.
"I'll give you mo-"
"I don't want your money."
He couldn't think of any other way to help. "It's impossible for me to help without giving you money."
"Then don't help. I'm not charity." She gently said. She walked up to him and grudgingly gave a sincere embrace. "Don't help. Thank you though." And she went on in her house. Usui, too, went home still thinking of what to do.
After changing into a white-v neck tee, and silky indigo pajamas, he crawled into his bed and nuzzled his pillow so comfortably.
*Yellow model chick.
Yellow bottle sipping.
Yellow Lamborghini.
Yellow top missing.
Yeah, yeah
That shit look a toupee.
I get what you get in ten years,
in two days.
Ladies love me.
I'm on my Cool J.
If you get what I get, what would you say.
She wax it all of, Mr. Miyagi.
And them suicide doors,
Hari Kari*
Usui's eyes shot open. "W-who the hell changed my ringtone?"
It was in English and of course he was good at it, so he understood it pretty well. "(Did it say something about Miyagi-Sama?)" He questioned. Usui heard this song once before. He didn't love it and he didn't dislike it. But it's not like he would just quietly wrap the song waiting in a train.
He took the phone from under his pillow and stared at it. An unknown number was calling.
"Usui residence." he rubbed one of his emerald green eyes.
"Hello again Usui Takumi. Your next reply is due tomorrow, 5:50 PM." There was a slight pause, then the voice became irritated. "You know, it'd be best to recommend this: Stop playing childish games, It's not worth it. Especially since it is not you what you are risking. It's her. So if you say 'no' this time, it's gonna be her house. We have legal rights for only us to do that. So choose wisely. Have a wonderful day."
The call ended.
Usui cursed under his breath. It's true. He did know he was risking her. Why? Because he knew Misaki would go insane if he left him and vice-versa. But, still. He thought he could pay to repair what his father chose to destroy since Usui could afford such action. But he also wondered how long he could keep that up. he buried his face in his pillow.
"(This is it. This is the only way I can help her. I have to help her, so she can survive. Then everything taken from her could be returned. But. Misaki, she'd probably be hurt from this decision. I would hurt as well without her. Then that, too, would hurt her.)" He sighed.
"(I can't do anything. Absolutely anything. Only one way, which is the only way left. I have to leave.)" He squeezed his eyes shut believing that this was just a nightmare. he wanted to slap himself for planning to do such a thing to Misaki but he knew it wouldn't be good for his brain cells.
After about an hour of pacing back and forth, Usui let out a final, yet shaky sigh. he grabbed the phone knowing he'll regret his decision.
Two weeks later~~
"Onee-chan! Onee-chan! Get up and look at the front yard!" Suzuna was actually full of emotion for the first time. From the strange behavior Misaki zipped to the front of the house and peeked through the window. Her mouth shot open.
Perfection was the first word that popped into her mind. Bright, glowing, green grass, beautifully trimmed bushes, a new shiny gate that actually works, professionally done brick walls and a healthy pink Sakura tree. It's beautiful petals dancing in the wind.
Misaki ran outside barefooted with joy and confusion. Had her hard work finally paid off? But who would give her such a thing? Maybe Usui? No, but he's been out sick for a while.
Feeling her feet on the new and green grass, more shock gets to her. The outside is completely beautiful. The bricks were new, and how could she have not noticed? The windows were new.
Butterflies fluttered here and there within the perimeter of the flowers lined up against the house exterior. "(Flowers! What the hell! Flowers! I can put it in my vase mom gifted me. Yes...!)"
She skipped back inside. She wanted to choke herself at that very moment. Everything was new, just in the same exact place. Did she not notice any of the fresh smelling furniture due to being used to working at the modern cafe of Satsuki's?
Nah, she's just been too depressed to even notice. As goes for Suzuna and their mom, they were to busy. Or! This all could've been done over night, while we were somehow in our best ever slumber in years.
It didn't matter! Everything was new no matter how and when they did all these renovations. It was so sudden.
"Suzuna...?" Misaki turned to her sister who was standing at the doorway.
She just shook her head, unknowledgeable of when and how it all happened.
"Come one, let's hurry for school." The two nodded at each other, got ready at the same quick pace and stood at the door. She couldn't wait to tell Usui everything that's happened and how things couldn't get any better and any worse. That everything was perfect today. "Mom! We're leaving!"
Usui woke up groggy. He didn't know where he was or what was going on at the moment.
Flashback
"I accept to do what you need as long as Misaki, her family, and her friends are no longer involved." Usui demanded sternly.
"Perfect." The voice grinned on the other end.
"Now what?" Usui didn't really know what was supposed to happen next.
The man triumphantly laughed and hung up.
Usui thought maybe he could run into hiding with Misaki. But where? And if he did hide, what could he do for everyone else in relation to Misaki? What could he do to keep them safe? Nothing. He wasn't rich, well, he didn't receive a whole lot of money from his father since he decided to quit being formally tutored by the best and most expensive tutors. But would it hurt to try such a stunt? Maybe, maybe not.
Before he knew it, he made a run for it. The moment he set foot into broad daylight he saw a glint of something long and sharp fly just an inch in front of his face. Alert he could've guessed it was something his father could assign his agents to mercilessly shoot at him. He ran even faster. After about 1 endless minute of dodging those shiny, silver, pointed syringes, a sharp and inflicting pain took him in the neck. Instantly, he blacked out.
End of flashback
Rubbing where he was shot, he still felt a sting.
He sat up and looked at his surroundings. It was pitch black and cramped. He felt around. After reaching his hands out he felt his "surroundings". It was a closed space, wooden, splinter infested. It was a crate. Way too small to stretch his legs and way too short to kneel.
Of course. They'd put him in a blasted wooden crate. Zero visibility. Limited air. Not very fun.
Feeling around for a weak spot on the crate he feels a brittle section. Immediately he punched a hole through it and once more around it to size it up. He crawled through it.
He could not believe what he could "see". He was all this time in a crate, inside another crate. Possibly a crate in a crate in another crate? Ten more crates? Twenty? Checking, he found another weak spot, demolished it's barrier and squeezing out, he was still encased in darkness.
In another crate.
Usui sighed. He had a hard time breathing. This was gonna be painful for his hand. He'd have to do each blow at the wood swiftly and powerfully.
After who knows how long and the amount of crates only God could know, he finally saw bright light seeping through his punched hole.
He tiredly crawled out and laid there on the clean, marble floor panting from lack of oxygen.
"Ah, he finally made it out. He is quite something." The voice peacefully spoke approvingly.
"That was nothing. He can do anything, well, not truly anything." The husky voice made a sipping noise and put something ceramic onto what sounds like a table.
"Yes, yes. He can do just about anything. Except, cure him from his sickness. They look extremely close to twins with the exception of a few features. Apparently, the other one is quite untalented and has become quite the ill boy he is. How useless."
Usui lifted his head up to look at the crate he came from only to discover it was already cleaned up and put away.
He turned his head to look at the two men. His uncle and step father...he snapped his head to the window and stared wide eyed, horrified and furious. He was already in England...
He clenched his fists until they turned a milky white and relaxed. Then again clenched, and relaxed.
"Did you tell him yet? You know, about why he is here?"
"No. Apparently, he is going to find out now. Servant! First aid kit! Don't want any of his fist blood on my floor and furniture."
"Yessir! Right away!"
"Now Usui...come, sit." his father gestured to the plush, velvet couch on the other side of the coffee table.
He walked over and unwillingly sat onto the couch.
"Good boy. Would you like food?"
"I'm not a dog." Usui growled slightly.
The two men stared at him.
"I see that his loneliness living on his own has slightly deteriorated his manners slightly." His uncle crossed his arms and rested his ankle on his other thigh.
*Growwwwwwwl*
Usui's eye twitched. He dared not to cradle his stomach. It would only make him look worse.
His father grinned and patted his stomach showing off that he was more well fed. He then yawned.
"Shrimp Udon, Takoyaki, and Yakisoba." The famished boy mumbled.
"My, what a big boy you are now, eating a lot of food. Too much perhaps?" The uncle was trying Usui's patience.
All Usui did was glare.
"Oh, what a shame. We have had a certain food for a bit now that our chef has been dying to cook for someone to eat." Mr. Walker tried to intimidate the boy.
"I can eat anything. Just name it." Usui was getting impatient. He didn't want to get Ulcer because of these bastards.
"Oh, I don't know. Mapo Tofu." He rested his cheeks on his knuckles.
"That's it? Just bring it here." A scowl escaped Usui's lips.
"Beware, my dear chef just loves to put quite an abundance of spice in his dishes."
"Bring it."
"Here you go!" A servant came back immediately.
He saw a bowl the size of a basketball. The soup was blood red, boiling hot, and the spicy aroma ran through in his nose. Blowing the soup and then taking a spoonful, he drinks is thirstily. In a minute he finished.
The uncle grinned. "If he can take his Mapo Tofu, he can take her cooking."
"Who's her? And why am I here?"
"You are his uncle. Care to take the honor of explaining to Usui?"
"Yes." His uncle faces Usui. "You see, your brother, Gerard, was diagnosed with a brain tumor. That tumor was discovered too late to be able to cure. Now, he is dying."
There was a momentary pause.
"Your sister in law, Gerard's wife, Camille, is currently going through a mental break down due to this. Their wedding anniversary celebration is due soon. Apparently she refuses to accept the fact that her husband is dying. She believes that I know a way to cure it, so she is blackmailing me to cure him or else..." He trailed off. "It's for my own reason."
Usui didn't know what to say. It's not like he completely cared for Gerard, the cruel idiot, and it's not like he didn't care at all. Well, it was leaning more on the 'don't care' side. "I see. What does this have to do with me?"
The uncle switched his seating position.
"Well, I see you are quite forthright. After speaking to your father-"
"-step father." Usui corrected.
"Silence! Do not interrupt me. Now, where was I? After speaking to your father about you, he easily and quite frankly, decided to sell you to me for $900 billion, cash. He did warn me however about how tricky it could've been to catch you though." He chuckled.
"You tried running and may I say you are quite the talented runner. Luckily, I had one of my people keeping watch to make sure you don't try to escape."
This event seemed eerily familiar, but Usui couldn't remember where he has heard or seen this event. It is most certainly De Ja Vu, though.
"So you put me to sleep and stuffed me into a crate inside even more crates? Were you trying to starve me? How long was I in there?"
"Two weeks about. It showed us how powerful and enduring your body systems are even after weeks of no food and water. You really are something special."
Usui looked at his had. It did get skinnier.
His uncle stood up and presented Mr. Walker a briefcase.
"Here is your part of the deal, sir." He opened the case revealing stacks and stacks of money. "And they thought Bill Gates was the richest man." The two snickered.
"All right. I no longer have business here so I must take my leave." The uncle motioned Usui to follow him and so Usui did.
They travelled in a black limo. The journey was quite silent. They reached their destination the moment the vehicle halted to a stop. The uncle exited the limo and proceeded towards an eerily familiar building. The double doors simultaneously opened.
"Welcome back!" a blonde girl, that could be Madison's twin greeted the two at the door.
"Ah, thank you Chanelle. Please call Elizabeth here." Usui's uncle gave Chanelle his coat.
"Lizzy!" The beautiful blonde called her name.
Few seconds later a red headed girl came. She had a bounce every step she took. "You called me?" She was about 17 and had the energy of a 6 year old.
"Yes. I'd like one of you to escort my young nephew here, Usui, to his room. Take him to floor 4 room 9. Usui you must be asleep by 10:00 and wake up 7:00AM. We have plenty of work to do. I shall leave you in your hands temporarily."
"Ooh! I'll do it!" Lizzy bumped past Chanelle.
The uncle then left to where ever he decided to go.
"Come with me!" She excitedly motioned Usui to run up a few flight of stairs.
"What a whore." Usui heard Chanelle mumble to herself as he passed her.
"Okay! This is your room!"
Usui walked through the door into his room. It was too big to be called a room. There were several rooms inside his room. A bathroom with a sauna, shower, automatic toilet, sink and TV. An office which had a large desk, one wall filled with books, a working table, and yet another TV. A closet which was the size of the actual average room with another TV. His uncle loved TV's.
"Like it?" Elizabeth smiled.
Usui only nodded.
"You like me too?" She smiled slyly.
"No. Get out." Usui didn't even look at her.
"Weh, you're no fun like all the other guys that tried out to take Gerard's place. They all were pretty fun people." She pouted.
"Get out." Usui didn't want to deal with her.
"Hmph. Fine, then. You big jerk. I'm not serving you any food you order, anymore." She slammed the door behind her.
Usui went up to it and locked the door making sure she wouldn't get in his room.
He bathed himself clean, and brushed his teeth.
He scavenged through the closet and slipped into the silkiest PJs. Why not be spoiled here when you can?
He climbed into bed thinking of only one thing. Ayuzawa Misaki. What has he gotten himself into?
Eventually, his eyes drooped closed too hurt to think about another passing minute, another passing day, without his only love.
Okay! I'm so sorry for the late update! Gomen ne minna! Long story short:
I was too busy from school work to make upcoming chapters. So when I finally created the chapter in my iPod, I nearly deleted it because it showed two tabs "Delete" or "Cancel". I went and clicked "cancel" but it clicked the one above it and deleted all of chapter 14! I had a breakdown. So about the middle of this story all the way to the end was slightly different from my original work that was deleted.
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