Misaki jolted forward as the airplane went through landing turbulance and jerked to look to her side. Usui jerked a bit forward also, but otherwise, kept reclining. He turned back to look at her and yawned, "You slept throughout the whole flight. You didn't even wake up when the flight attendant told us all to buckle up for landing, so i had to buckle your seat belt for you."

She looked down to see her seat belt, like he said, indeed buckled securely at her side. She sighed and leaned back into her seat, "That startled me."

"It's landed," Usui said as the attendant walked to the front of the aisle.

"The airplane has now landed. Please exit in an orderly fashion down the aisle and down the step," she motioned to her side where the steps were leading downward off the plane.

Everyone got up and did as she said right after getting their property from the compartments above them. They then entered into the airport to retrieve their bags from the baggage claim. Usui and Misaki fell behind the rest, leaving the plane as the last passengers. The flight attendant waved them off as they reached the last step.

Once they got inside the airport they both stretched. "Ugh," Misaki stretched her arm over her head, "that flight made me stiff."

"Me too," Usui said as he pulled an arm across his chest.

"Ahhh," Misaki raised her arms above her head one more time, "okay, so should we make our way towards the school now?"

Usui shoved his hands inside his pockets and smirked, "Don't you need your suit case?"

Misaki's eyed widened and she glanced at the baggage claim at the other side of the airport. She started walking towards it in a huffy matter, "Yeah, whatever . . ."

Usui grinned as he followed her. He stayed behind her until they reached the conveyer belt. Misaki, Usui, and most of the other passengers were waiting at the sides for their luggage. Misaki crossed her arms and looked up and down the belt for her bag. Usui did the same and grabbed his right before it passed him, but Misaki's hadn't arrived yet. She shrugged it off, "Wait for me at the entrance, this shouldn't take long."

He lingered for a bit longer before unlatching his suit case and rolling it away. Misaki stayed there, looking for her case with her carry on slugged over her shoulder.

"Aha!"she thought as hers was coming her way. She pulled it off the belt and dropped it at her side, unlatching the handle. She started rolling it towards the direction that Usui went, but was interrupted by a guy. A couple years older than her, she could tell. Piercings littered his ears and she could also catch a glimpse of a tattoo tracing up his neck beneath his leather jacket.

"Hey lady, you traveling alone?" His face oozed self-confidence and he smelled of alcohol and nicotine.

She scrunched her nose in disgust as he draped his arm over her shoulders, leading her away from the baggage claim. "No, I'm with a friend," she spit out.

"Aw, that's a shame. Why not ditch her and come have some fun with me?" He stopped and caught her between him and the wall.

Misaki glared at him, narrowing down what to do. "I could duck out to my left, his other arm is stuffed in his coat pocket. But, what if he brings it up against the wall too quickly, and I'm carrying a lot of stuff too. I could fight- no, only if neccessary. There's a cop just over there," she glanced up to look behind her harrasser, "he'll be able to see him." She sighed mentally, "No, he's too busy talking up the flight attendent. Looks like I'll have to take my chances and just duck and run."

She got ready to flee, gripping her suit case's handle tightly. "Sorry, but he's waiting for me," just as she got the last word out she ran as she ducked, catching him off guard. She would've made it, but his reflexes were quicker than Misaki thought. That, and the weight of her luggage was slowing her down. He yanked his other hand upward, catching her again. It jerked her violently, forcing her against the wall. She leaned against it as he grinned slyly.

"Oh, 'he's' waiting? That's unfortunate, I'm way too set on this."

She narrowed her eyes, cursing mentally. Just as she was about to kick up her leg, another leg flew past her vision. It kicked the guy in the side, knocking him down onto the ground, Misaki could just here the man who kicked him utter a couple words, "Don't touch her."

The man slid across the floor as the other guy's leg reclined downward. The cop who had been flirting with the flight attendant just a second before, rushed over and helped the guy off the ground. Misaki looked away to instead look at her rescuer.

She looked up to meet green eyes. "Usui," she said breathless.

He said nothing, and instead lead her away before the cop could interrogate them. They would've been let go, but Usui really didn't want to have to sit around any longer. They only had enough time to grab a bite to eat and then head directly to the school. They couldn't be held up by such an imbecile.

Misaki hurried and they made it to the front before the cop noticed they had fled. By then, a crowd could be seen forming around the man who had been knocked onto the floor just a moment before.

Usui sighed, "You need to be more careful, especially in a place like this."

"It's not like I asked him to assault me," Misaki muttered hotly.

"I know, but still. You're a girl, you need to be more aware of your surroundings."

Misaki stayed silent and looked to her side, "I was about to take care of it."

"I figured as much," he picked up his suit case. "Let's go get something to eat before we go to the academy, you didn't eat anything on the plane."

"Fine," Misaki got her suit case too. She went to the curb and whistled each time a taxi passed by, failing to catch it in time before someone else got it. she sighed in exasperation as the third one was taken.

She heard an exceptionally loud whistle behind her and looked to see Usui. A taxi pulled up in front of them and she sighed, opening the door and getting in. She slid over by the window, and Usui came in right after her. He slammed the door shut behind him and told the driver where to go. "We're going to Town Square."

The driver nodded and they were off. They stayed in a deafening silence until Misaki spoke up. "Hey, about what happened back there . . ," she crossed her arms and mumbled, "Thanks for . . . saving me."

Usui smiled, but hid it behind his hand as he turned to look at her, "Don't worry about it." He ruffled her hair. Misaki's face was a lovely shade of pink and she huffed. They rode on in a now comfortable silence all the way to the Town Square. They were one step closer to Cross Academy, and one step closer to discovering that it wasn't all that it appeared to be.