Welllllllllllll, here's the new chapter

You got some Kisekan/Miseki/Kikan/Kisekikan (whatever you wanna call it) in the last chapter... you're getting more in this one...sort of

Anyway, wrote my first fic for maid-sama yesterday and posted it (twoxshot)

Please enjoy this chapter ^ ^

CHAPTER 17: I DIDN'T KNOW

"Wait," he said suddenly, as if a thought had occurred to him too, "how do you know Haruka?"

"Oh," I said. "Well her strong elemental Alice puts her in dangerous ability too. I mean for someone to be able to tear the grounds up like this, she does pose as a threat to the school."

Realisation dawned on his face, which fell a little at the mention of dangerous ability. Every time I mention that class, I had noticed a little bit of … contempt? Perhaps envy? He never let it become obvious. Like he did now, he put on a smile as if it never affected him, "And who knows what Haruka would do if she felt like it..."

We laughed, that rebel girl had some temper and some attitude. The things she would do if she was left to her own devices were bound only by the imagination.

I, once again, looked around the pond, admiring Haruka's work. She could do beautiful things if she wanted to. My eyes fell on the fountain. "It's a shame we can't walk with me on your feet," I muttered.

He followed my gaze to the fountain. He looked at me decisively and before I knew it I was hoisted up into his arms, princess style. I gasped in shock, but for the same reason, couldn't speak. He carried me all the way to the centre of the pond, beside the natural fountain. I was shocked speechless the whole way.

Carefully, he set me back down and onto his feet. I was beginning to recover when he said, "There." He looked quite accomplished and satisfied. I blushed...again. I decided that it wasn't healthy to have so much blood rushing to my cheeks.

"Th-thanks...?" I mumbled, not knowing quite what to say.

"No problem," this person's grin was really very infectious.

I reached my arm out to the fountain. My hand was held out to a point where I wasn't quite touching the moving water but just let the soft spray sprinkle onto my palm. I drew my hand across, through the misty curtain of the spray.

The fountain was radiating an aura of peace and tranquillity. As the water fell back into the pond and splashed upon impact on the surface of the water, my ankles became wet. With my hands and ankles dotted with water droplets, I felt, even a little, part of the fountain.

I whipped my head around to look at Kiseki only to find he was still gazing at me. Had he been doing that the whole time? Determined not to blush anymore, I said again firmly, "Thank you."

He seemed pleased at my gratitude. His eyes bore into mine, and for the first time the stare was starting to make me uncomfortable.

Only now did I realise how close we actually were. The fact that he was the only thing keeping me from sinking demanded that we remained holding on tight to each other. It occurred to me that this position may send the wrong message to anyone who could be watching.

I felt the urge to look around and make sure that we were alone, but his gaze locked into mine. I was losing the battle against my reddening face, which was dangerously near his.

A little more than an inch. I could feel his breath on my cheeks.

Just about an inch, his sienna eyes were actually a mixture or browns and reds.

Less than an inch. Alarm bells seemed to ring in the very depths and corners of my mind.

Our noses were touching.

Before I knew it, so were our lips.

His eyes closed while mine widened.

The kiss was brief, but sweet.

A peck.

He withdrew from me and saw my seemingly permanent mask of surprise and shock and a whole lot of other emotions. I was feeling so many that I don't think all of them could be conveyed on my face.

His eyes studied me, looking for the response he wanted.

It took so much effort to recover as quick as I did. I forced everything to the back of my mind. I guess he deserved an answer, but the one I was going to give him was no where near clear, and no where near what he wanted.

"I-I," I started, looking for the right words to say, "I care about you Kiseki, I do but -" I was cut of by the tears beginning to well in my eyes.

His look pressed me into continuing. But...what? His eyes seemed to say.

"But, I just can't," I continued. "This can't be happening and I'm not..." I tried as much as possible to make the following words sting a little as I could, "I don't think I have the same feelings for you as you do for me."

He looked at me with sad eyes. "I'm sorry," I finished.

With that I pulled away from him, not caring that as I stepped back my legs sank shin-deep into the pond. I was sort of relieved that Haruka had kept it shallow. I turned, the tears pouring silently from my face, and ran away.

I left him there, standing on the water, rejected. As much as I felt bad for hurting him, I also felt guilty and confused. So I didn't like him after all. So this tremendous guilt I felt was because of Natsume. So I loved him and nobody else.

My conclusion should have made me feel better. But it didn't. I had still just sliced straight through one of my best friends' heart. I had still just kissed another guy who wasn't my boyfriend. I was still so confused. I still didn't know what to do.

But aside from not knowing what to do, there was something else I didn't know. I didn't know that a particular ebony-haired boy was standing in a nearby tree after just witnessing the passing events. I didn't know that that particular crimson-eyed boy was feeling enough rage to burn the entire tree on which he stood down. I didn't know all of that, and perhaps it was best that I never did.

I'm sure you all know who that kid is.

Oh yeah... it's gonna get heckas real soon

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