I'm back! But I have some bad news:

I'm going back to school tomorrow!

So that means I can't guarantee a daily update. But I'll try to update every single time I have time.

=Misaki's POV=

I got back to consciousness when I felt a throbbing pain on my right arm.

I was lying down on a hard, sheeted bed.

"Ugh..." I blinked open my eyes, which was still blurry for the next 10 seconds or so. The first thing I saw when my eyes were clear was light.

Really bright lights.

It was huge and circular. A total of four stacked together.

The room I was in was dark, with the exception of the lights, that is.

"Oh, you're awake," a voice said on my right.

I turned and saw a person, at least in his forties, with a mask covering his mouth and nose. He was holding a pair of silver clippers.

'A doctor?' I asked myself.

"W-where am I?" I asked.

"Why, you're in the hospital. A gentleman brought you here, saying something about a gun shot on your arm," he pointed towards my arm, where the pain had been coming from.

"A-a gentleman?"

"Oh, yes. He was a blonde," the doctor said, his focus going back to my arm.

"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to sit up straight.

"Oh, please don't move. I'm trying to take the bullet out. Does it hurt?"

"Y-yes, a little," I lied. The pain was way more than just 'a-little'.

It was excruciating.

"Oh, sorry. Let me give you more pain-killer," the doctor turned to his side, retrieved a soaked cotton bud and gently wiped it in the edge of my wound. My arm became numb just a couple of seconds later.

"T-thanks..." I said, lying back down. "Wait. There's a bullet in my arm?"

"Yes. It's deep inside your arm. But fortunately it didn't do much damage. In a couple of days your hand will be back to usual. But, of course, it will leave a mark."

"Oh..." I stared blankly to the lights.

'I must've made a lot of people worried... Gosh...' I thought.

"Well, we're done here!" The doctor exhaled.

"Eh, so fast?" I opened my eyes and sat up straight.

"Well, it's been 2 hours..."

"2 hours? How long was I..." My eyes bugged out.

"It's normal. I believe the pain must've been really torturous. I'll go out for a second to get some medicine, in the mean time, I'll ask the gentleman who brought you here to come in," he said while taking of his mask and went out the door.

Then faster than you could say 'satisfactory', the door opened again and a blonde came in.

"Hey," he said softly, "are you alright? The doctor said that the wound was deep."

"Yeah..." I lifted my arm so that I could see it.

My wound was carefully stitched and cleansed. Not a single drop of blood found. Although it does hurt when you move it.

"Promise me, Ayuzawa," he said suddenly.

"Huh?"

"Promise me that you will never, ever, do a reckless thing as that, ever again." He said, his eyes full of tears. "If something ought to happen to you back then-"

"But nothing did," I interrupted him. I hate seeing him like that. All gloomy and depressed. "I know the consequences of everything I do, Usui."

"Yes. But..." His voice trailed off. He turned to his side, held up a head and combed his hair half-way. He closed his eyes and a tear escaped.

There was silence.

"U-usui-" I started off, wishing that me breaking the silence would change the gloomy atmosphere to a brighter one.

"Thank you," he whispered.

"Huh?"

'Did he say thank you just because I broke the silence?' I asked myself.

"Thank you for saving me," he opened his eyes and turned towards me. "Despite having no connection to me what-so-ever, you put on a brave face and saved me. Thank you."

'Despite having no connection to me what-so-ever... Having no connection with me... No connection with me...' His voice echoed in my head.

Right then, I felt my eyes forming tears. I did my best blinking it back.

"I- it's nothing..." I muttered, staring at the floor, my fingers, anywhere but him.

"No," he snapped and inched towards me. "I mean it. Thank you."

I felt my cheeks burned.

"Who knows that Misa-chan would risk her own life just for mine?" He cupped my face with his hands and lifted it up so that I was looking at him. He was smiling. It wasn't his perverted smile, nor was it his teasing smile.

It's his solemn smile.

Well, that was what I named it.

His eyebrows were slanting down like a puppy dog face, only his mouth was curved into a smile, and not a frown.

"You pervert!" I punched him away with my left hand.

"Usual treatment, huh?" He chuckled.

"Kreeek," the door opened.

"Sorry for the wait!" The doctored entered. "Here are your medicine. Be sure to eat them everyday, even when you don't feel any pain. Understand?" He handed me a transparent zip-lock plastic bag with some illegible scribbles on it. Inside, laid a bunch of flat, circular yellow colored tablets.

"O-okay..." I stared down at it.

'Oh my... Medicines are expensive... How am I supposed pay for this?' I thought.

"Umm, about this... Ugh... How much is it?" I asked groggily.

"Oh, it's been paid, so don't worry," the doctor beamed.

"P-paid? Who?" I asked, eyes practically bugging out.

The doctor looked at Usui, who was beside me.

"Usui? Did you pay for all this?" I turned towards him.

"Well, it's the least I can do after what you had done for me..." He scratched his head.

"Y-yeah... I still have another patient, so if you guys don't mind..." The doctor said.

"Oh, of course! Sorry," I quickly got out of the bed and head to the door with Usui behind me.

"Thank you, doc," Usui and I bowed and went out.

"Jeez... What'd you need to bring me to the hospital for? Don't you know how expensive it is?" I said as we walked out of the hospital.

"Well, you were in that much pain... Besides, how do you think you're going to get rid of the bullet in your arm if you didn't go to the hospital?"

"I wasn't in pain!"

"Really? Then why did you fall unconscious?"

"Ugh..."

"Well, how's your hand now?" He asked, suddenly changing the topic.

"Eh... It's better, I guess. I mean, I think I still can punch you with no problem, only a bit painful..." I looked at my feet.

Then something came in to my mind.

I looked at my left arm and my thigh and my stomach.

I was still in my maid outfit.

'Lucky no Seika student is around...' I sighed.

"What is it?" Usui asked after hearing me sigh.

"Oh! Nothing..." I played with the hem of my apron.

"Oh, your maid outfit. I didn't take your bag when we left... Guess we should head to the cafe again..." He said.

"Yeah..." I imagined how Satsuki would react later when I reach there.

Then suddenly I was lifted up bridal style.

"E-eh, Usui! Put me down, you sick pervert!" I kicked the air.

"Won't it be faster this way?" He started running.

"I can run myself!"

"Not as fast as me," he sang.

"Ugh... Stupid Usui..." I leaned my face on his shoulder and closed my eyes.

Despite how I much this irritates me, I was kind of happy he would still carry me like this.

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