Chapter 3

His fingers traced the outline of her lips; making her whole body shiver, His other hand was caressing her face. He was pushing her into the soft grass, a place filled with pale yellow flowers, happiness and love. She felt content.

Was this heaven?

He showered small open mouthed kisses all over her face, her cheeks, her chin, her nose, her closed eyelids. He covered every exposed part he could find. He went down to her neck kissing her collar bone, her shoulders, then the place where the swell of her breasts started, leaving a hickey on the way.

All this time Misaki couldn't do anything, she felt as if her whole body was trapped, all she could do was wither under his assaults.

She jumped back as she opened her eyes then closed it immediately as the sunlight blinded her; she tried to recall where she was as her lashes fluttered open.

She was in a garden, and she was not alone.

Usui takumi sat there opposite to her leaning against a tree, his hands covering his lips as he tried hard to hide his beautiful smirk.

Misaki narrowed her eyes, "what are you laughing at"?

'Nothing, I was just wondering what kind of dream you were having, you were blushing quite profoundly.' he said with a grin.

Fragments of her dreams surfaced, as she willed her body to calm down.

She touched her lips where he had touched. Then gulped, it had felt so real. She could still feel the moist imprints all over her skin; her whole body tingled with need of something she doesn't know what.

What if she had not woken up, where would her dream have taken her?

She shivered. No, she forced those scandalous thoughts out of her mind as she tried to recall why she was here in the first place that to with him.

'Misa –Chan, lets go to the garden',

'No! And stop calling me that'!

'But that's Misa-Chan's name', he pouted

'I know that idiot, but you are not allowed to call me that'. She was done trying to be polite with him, he was simply impossible.

'But why not?'

'Because you can't!''

'Why'

She wanted, to bang her head against the wall, seriously this guy…

'Leave me alone, go play fetch!'

'I will play, if Misa-chan teaches me,'

'No, why would I?'

'Because, I am teaching her English, and its only fair that she pays me back, by teaching me something she knows.'

'Or…'

'She could pay me back by using her body', he said, his whole body glowing with enthusiasm.

'Go die, you bastard', she screamed, making him deaf.

'3 'o clock, in the garden, don't be late''. He said seriously and left before she could blow him out of this planet.

She was already ten minutes late, so she was surprised when she didn't see him there,

'Tsk, where is this idiot' she said out loud, she thought of going back but her heart wasn't into it. She wanted to see him as much as he wanted to see her. Will she ever admit it to him? Hell no!

She even started avoiding him, which is quite pathetic. She was never the one to run, to hide away, but he was a total exception, What she didn't realize was what was she running away from, him or her own heart?

She yawned, as she made herself comfortable under a tree, enjoying the soft textures of the grass, the cool wind was making her sleepy and tiredness and weariness began to hug her and she soon found herself drifting.

He checked his watch, damn he was 30 minutes late, thanks to his father, who dragged him to a meeting at the eleventh hour, she was waiting for him, he was bothered by whether she had already left after not finding him there, he hated to think so, she hardly agrees to any of his requests, which brings him to another dilemma, why ? Why was she avoiding him? And most importantly why was he so anxious about a plain maid? Deep down he knew she was more than a maid to him, much more, and it scared him.

He reached the garden and saw her, on coming closer he realized that she was sleeping, her hands on her lap. He touched her face promising he wouldn't go any further,

He smiled when she made a sound, like a cat mewling, "you have no freaking idea, what you do to me, do you?" She again made that sound, as he continued to stroke her face.

He never imagined a day would come when he would be talking to a sleeping person and expecting replies like this, a cat talking,

He brushed her locks away, from her face, and kissed her forehead, something he had not done in a few days, she was avoiding him, or more like running away, every time she would notice him coming towards her, she would disappear, he hated it. She had turned his world upside down and now she started avoiding him, how could she?

He kissed her cheeks, "that's payment, for avoiding me," then her eyelids, "that's for making me worry" her nose, "that's for making my heart race" he every part he could find. He shouldn't be doing this, she'd never forgive him, but he couldn't have stopped even if God himself had asked him to.

He gently kissed her collarbone, and left a hickey, then pulled himself back as she stirred, soon enough she opened her eyes, and stared at him with those amber eyes, it took all of his self control to not flung at her like a beast and kiss her senseless right there in the soft wet grass.

Why did she have to be so f*cking innocent.

She touched her lips thinking about something, most probably her not so imaginary dream, or she would prefer to call it a nightmare,

'Mind telling me what you're dream was about'; he asked innocently, he stifled a chuckle, when she blushed intensely and said 'NO!' with a pout,

'Oh, come on Misa Chan, don't be such a spoilsport',

She didn't say anything only stared at him, probably thinking about her not so innocent dream, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

'You, know Misaki,' he used her given name and was satisfied that it had a delicious effect on her cheeks, 'you can tell me about you're dreams; maybe I can make them come true'. He said, all playfulness gone from his voice,

She gazed at him with unflinching eyes, how could he say that? He didn't even know, what her dream no, nightmare was all about.

Did he?

She trembled, what would happen if she told him about her dream, he could make it come true, she knew it, he'd be more than happy to, longing embraced her as she reflected about it, she was trembling not because she was embarrassed , or discomfited, but because something deep inside her called to her, wanting his touch, needing his touch…

She blushed as she saw him observing her, and then looked away, how could he say SUCH simple things without any meaning and leave her restless.

She stared into the horizon, the sun was beginning to set, sh*t!

'How long were you watching me?', she asked hoping to get a favorable response

'Two hours I guess', he said enjoying the view of the setting sun, not bothering to look at her.

She paled; Mrs. Flihgbirt would have her head in a platter, every maid, should be in attendance at five, she was half an hour late, I should go, she said jumping up,

'Sit'! He ordered.

She sat, something in his tone said that she better not refuse him.

His face softened, almost like before, 'are you hungry?' he asked.

'No, not really', she blushed when her stomach made a contradicting noise.

'Come let's go out!' He got up, pulling her along with him.

'No... I can't… I mean... I can't go. She said, trying to free her hand as he was towing her with him.

He stopped and asked raising his eyebrow 'mind telling me why?'

'Mrs. Flihgbirt will murder me, if she comes to know that I left the castle without permission…'

He rolled his eyes, 'nothing will happen, plus, you are mine, no one can order you except me!' he said gruffly.

Her eyes bugged out!

She was his? Sine when, pray tell? Him and his super possessiveness,

She opened hr mouth to say something, but decided against it.

The awkwardness was killing her; he had brought her here for some reason right? Why not tell her then?

'The food is good right?' takumi said staring at the blushing female across him.

She nodded. They were in some fancy Italian style restaurant, a waiter had just placed their orders, she felt so out of place, she wasn't in her maid uniform, thanks to him. This guy had dragged her to some fancy mall, where they stretched, poked and examined her, making her try a hundred dresses, until finally they all decided to agree on one.

It was a pale turquoise dress, with a simple cut; it was quite uncomfortable for someone like her who has never worn anything like this ever.

'Why did you bring me here?' She finally asked deciding to break the uncomfortable silence.

He didn't say anything.

'Mr. Walker', he gave her a cold look, he hated when she a called him that.

'Takumi'

He sighed putting his fork down, "because Misa-chan was avoiding me, and I got lonely', he said with an adorable pout, but you can't miss the dangerous warning in his voice.

'What? Seriously you …

'I am what, Misaki?'

She kept shut, she ran out of words, there is no way she could explain this to herself, let alone him'.

Why was she running away from him? Because he scared her! But why? She knew he would never hurt her, she sighed its barely been 2 weeks that she had met him and had already started to trust him so much, maybe this was the reason, she has started to open up to a man, after what her father did, she guessed he was the only guy she trusted. And that's what scared her if she let herself trust him, will she get shattered? Again.

She didn't say anything about that topic, and he didn't ask.

The rest of the evening went by, whispering jokes, teasing each other, laughing out load. She almost forgot that she was a maid! Someone not worthy of a duke.

She dried her hair as she came out of the shower, the day had been exhausting, not because Mrs. Flihgbirt had given her chores to do , honestly Mrs. Flihgbirt didn't even ask her to work , she has a feeling it had got to do a lot with a blonde person, she was a wreck, it isn't a problem when people don't understand you, the problem starts when you don't understand yourself, and that's exactly what she was going through, she doesn't remember ever being so confused about, and about what? A guy? She wanted to stay away from him, but couldn't deny the suffocating feeling that she got when she didn't see him?

It was a beautiful evening, and his presence had made it more special. She wondered if the other maids knew where she was, she hoped not.

She was staring at her reflection when her eyes came in contact with a red blemish near her collar bone.

Huh? A red mark? Where did that come from? It could be an insect but insects don't have human like teeth do they?

Takumi…

She saw he face turn into a shade of apple, that was not a dream?

No…

She touched the love bite, caressing it, why do you do this to me? Why? Why?

Why can't I still hate you even after all these?

A/N: Yay! Windy is back with a new chappy, ok so getting to the point, next chapter will come in April, my annual exams r around the corner,*dead*

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Sarah11680gmail: just so you know, instead of "instead" you put "instaed"… just saying…. :)

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