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Misaki the Supermaid

Chapter Eight: Oufit

Misa sweat dropped.

"They're back, again?"

The Idiot Trio, namely Shiroyan, Ikkun and Kurotatsu, had been visiting frequently. The residents and workers of the Usui Manor didn't seem to mind, though. In fact, Erika, Subaru, Honoka and Satsuki had even served them tea and snacks. The trio even helped out in the gardening or what ever tasks they could do in the mansion.

Their main reason for visiting was still to see Misa, of course.

Misa didn't know if she wanted to chase them out or ignore them. They followed her everywhere, ogling her with their eyes and flowery auras.

It was downright annoying.

Usui didn't seem to mind either. He had been friendly to them the few times they met, but Misa wondered whether or not he was faking it. He could fake a lot of things.

Aoi had even manipulated them into serving him for a whole day. His charms had affected them the most, and they remained oblivious to the fact that Aoi was a boy, even if he held the title of the number one internet idol.


"Aha!"

Misa turned her head to Aoi. She continued cleaning after raising an eyebrow at the boy.

"Do whatever you want, Aoi."

Aoi smiled cutely and then clapped his hands together. He spun around and exited the room with a "Good. I knew this maid outfit suited me. I look so cute in it, don't I? Much better than all you weird people!"

Misa spun around so quickly she knocked a small duster off the table. She yelled at Aoi.

"That's a rude thing to say! And only employees can wear the outfit!"

But she was ignored.


"Eh, where are you going? AND WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?"

Misa turned towards Aoi again. She was going to visit her mother today. Suzuna had been in school and was probably already in the hospital.

"You have no femininity at all! Are you sure those are even women's clothes? They look like men's clothes!" Aoi grabbed Misa's collar and continued to rant on and on about her clothes. Misa looked down at her jeans and dark blue button-down long sleeved shirt.

"These? I only choose the cheapest ones,"

That set off an alarm.

"WHAT? How can you even call yourself a girl? No femininity at all!" And with that, Aoi stomped off. Misa watched the boy disappear around a corner before looking down at her shirt and carefully smoothing out the wrinkles. She walked out the front door.


"Master Usui, may I ask a favor?" Satsuki approached Usui slowly. The latter looked at her with a curious expression before nodding.

"Well, every now and then the workers and employees dress up to a theme. It makes working a little happier and more fun. I thought us maids would do a sentai, a task force, and I was wondering what color you thought would suit Misa-chan. She is your personal maid, after all. I thought you would know. She said any was fine, but all the ones I thought of clashed with the others. What do you think?"

Usui looked at the topmost flyer in the head maid's hand. Below the flyer (it was a drawing of maids in multicolored uniforms in different poses) was a chart with the General Maids' (Subaru, Misa, Honoka, Gon-chan, Erika, Sayu and Satsuki) names and colors for their costume. The Cooks, Butlers and Gardeners even had their own themes. They had their own flyers, all in Satsuki's hand under the General Maids'.

"You don't have to answer immediately. So just think about it, okay?" Satsuki told Usui, who replied with an "Okay" before leaving off to somewhere.


"Where did you get all this confidence from?"

Ikkun looked away, clutching a small notebook to his chest.

"You really think Misa-chan will exchange journals with you?"

Ikkun opened the journal to an empty page and started to draw silently, ignoring his two best friends. Shiroyan and Kurotatsu were amazed at his skills as an artist.

"Woah! That's amazing, Ikkun! We didn't know you could draw so well,"

Ikkun smiled shyly. "Well, I'm actually an otaku."

Everyone was shocked. "Really?"

"Hmmm...Very nice drawing. I guess I'll let you off for now,"

The Idiot Trio turned to Usui. He had suddenly appeared and was looking at Ikkun's journal. He examined the drawing more carefully.

"Oh, and the flowers beside her, what color are they?" he asked them. They stared at Usui in disbelief and confusion.

"A theme. What is the theme or color that is able to suit Misa-chan the best?" he looked calm, but the Three Idiots could sense his dark aura of impatience building up...

The Idiot Trio waved their hands energetically in front of them. Shiroyan began. "It must be red. Red! The passionate and determined red. Plus, it complements her black hair,"

Ikkun proclaimed his thoughts with twice as much confidence. "Purple! A cool and sexy purple. It doesn't hurt to look mature,"

Kurotatsu was the most energetic and perverted of all. "Black! Black brings out the whiteness of her body. Don't forget the lacy and flowery edges,"

Usui humphed and crossed his arms over his chest. He walked away and stood next to Misa as she began to clean again.

"Master Usui, what are you doing following me around?" Misa asked Usui angrily. He removed the Maid Sentai flyer from his pocket and showed it to her.

"I'm trying to see what color best suits you."

"Didn't I say any was fine? Leave me alone, now!" she waved her feather duster angrily in the air, causing some dust to fly. Usui swatted the dust particles as if they were flies and raised his brows.

"Hmmm...I like you fine in your maid uniform. If only I knew what color would suit you, then if you wore it more with your uniform, you would look twice as cute as you usually do, won't you?" Usui asked Misa with a grin. Misa glared at him.

"Don't you have somewhere to be, right now, Master Usui?" she added "Master Usui" with twice as much venom. Usui, as usual, was unfazed. He merely stuffed his hands into his pockets and smiled at her.

"Hmph. As if she would wear anything girlier," said another person. Misa turned to find Aoi back in one of his usual dresses, golden wig on his head, arms crossed over his chest and familiar look of disgust on his face.

"No one can influence her. Not to change her outfit. Not to do anything more feminine." Aoi glared at Misa again. Misa just scratched the back of her head.

"Well, I'm like that, aren't I?"

Usui raised his brows in an interested fashion, then slunk away unnoticed as Aoi continued criticizing Misa loudly.


"Thank you, Misaki!"

Usui watched from his window as Misa saved a gardener from being crushed by a ladder. She stood in front of him defiantly, arm blocking the ladder from falling any further.

"You're welcome. It's nothing, really," she replied with a slight smile.

Usui frowned.

A few minutes later, Misa found herself in the mansion's infirmary, arm being bandaged by Usui. The ladder had hit her arm hard, and it had swollen dreadfully.

"You really like to help people even if it hurts you, don't you, Misa-chan?" Usui asked, tightening the last knot in the bandage. Misa nodded, blushing, but it was replaced by a determined face. She beamed at Usui.

"Of course I love to help people! Even if it was you, Master Usui,"

Usui looked at her with wide eyes.


"It's a good thing I sent Erika to look after Misa-chan while she did her work, didn't I? Her arm is still swollen, but she refuses to rest and continues working. I get worried because she's so hardworking," Satsuki told Usui with a sigh. Usui chuckled.

"Yeah, she really carves out her own route."

"It's not just that. She fulfills her promises and seeing her work hard makes me want to work hard just like her. Don't you feel that too, Master Usui?"

Usui blinked at the head maid for a moment. He returned his gaze to Subaru talking to Suzuna for another second before Suzuna left. Misa was out of sight.

"Yeah..."

Usui smiled at Satsuki. "I think I know what color, or shade, rather, will suit Misa best,"

Satsuki looked at Usui, wide-eyed. "Really?"

"Yeah. Following her own path, not allowing any other colors to influence her and having the ability to influence other colors proves that she can only be suited by white," and after a short moment, Usui left Satsuki speechless once more.

"Hmm...white,"

I think this was a long chapter. At least, longer than usual. Oh well, that's what I get for trying to squeeze in two chapters of the manga and my own. I hope you enjoyed!

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IMPORTANT NOTE (Why I put it wayyyy down here, I have no idea): Sorry, but I don't know if I can make the usual Monday-Wednesday update. School is starting for me so it might just be on weekends. I dunno. I hope I can still make weekends, though! (More work on a single Saturday or Friday night, then. Two chapters: editing, proofreading, rereading, posting, rereading of each chapter again too...)