Me-Hello and welcome back to Broken!
Misaki-Hey.
Usui-Writer-san, what are you up to this time?
Me-You'll see...
Usui-Ooooh, I love surprises~Especially with Misa-chan in it~*winks*
Miksai-*blushes furiously* U-USUI!
Usui-*chuckles under breath*
Me-Um...I don't own any of them (wish I did).
Tora-Before we begin, I shall say this: Author-san gets the fact that it is similar to Ai's one. WE. GET. IT! She read the story already. And if we have to delete it, we will!
Me-It's kind of depressing, but I will if I am told to do so.
Usui-And read on.
Normal POV
How long has it been, exactly? Oh, yes. It has been eight years.
It has been at least eight years ever since Usui took off for England and left a certain class prez behind.
Miss Misaki Ayuzawa had been depressed ever since then. She had loved the boy with all her heart only to have him slip out of her fingertips. She never told him. She never did. And when she tried to do so, it was too late.
Ever since then, she had bonded with Aoi and became best friends with the former crossdresser. She talked to him a lot more than with the other maids and she drank a lot of alcohol. She found these to be her remedy for what she was in. In reality, Aoi helped her out more than the alcohol that she consumed.
She felt like drinking alcohol was going to ease the pain. However, it hurt her more.
She had tried her hardest just to move on. She tried to convince herself that Usui was gone. Never to be seen. She tried to tell herself that Usui was probably happy without her in his life. He was probably a happy father of a baby girl by now. However, it didn't work. She then tried to convince herself that there are, "other fish in the sea" and that she'll end up dating the perfect one (for some weird reason, she kept thinking of Aoi).
All she wanted from him was to come back.
However, no matter how many times she kept hoping, it wasn't going to happen. Never in a million years.
How did she know this?
Because she knew that he was never going to come back into her life.
Ever again.
Around eight o'clock one warm June night, the door to Aoi's office in Hyoudou Fashion Incorparation opened to reveal a girl by the name of Misaki Ayuzawa wearing a red sundress with white flip flops. She had a slight tan and her lips were a brighter shade of pink than usual.
Aoi looked up from his half-finished proposal to a fashion company in Germany.
He had on a black business suit with an untied red tie around his neck
"Athens, Greece?" he guessed.
He knew the routine at this point. At some point in time while he was busy at work, she'd burst in after her last wedding was finished and she would demand for him to come with her and get a drink.
She nodded as she closed the door behind her.
"Yup. Bridezilla #199 was giving me a headache. Once I got the cake done, she wants another one. Once I design the dress, she says it's ugly. And furthermore, she let me dress up in this!" she pointed at the dress she had on.
Aoi scoffed.
"I thought the hag hated dressing up." he teased.
"You...You hush!" Misaki looked at him, a cute pout adorning her flushed slightly tan face. "Are you done with that proposal as yet?" she asked.
Aoi let out an exasperated sigh as he propped his elbows up on his Brazilian cherry wood desk, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and stared at her.
"What's the name of the bar?" he asked bluntly.
"Stargazer." she told him simply.
Aoi groaned as he stood up and slammed his hands on the desk.
"We've gone to that bar too much!" he complained.
"Chillax, Hyoudou! The month like, when? Four days ago? We got time to go to more bars." she stated triumphantly.
Aoi sighed deeply, knowing that he was defeated by her once again.
"Fine...Just let me go change into something more decent..."
"I just wish you would stop drinking, hag." Aoi stated, which made Misaki shoot a death glare in his direction.
He changed over into a black Ed Hardy hoodie with dark denim jeans and white skater shoes. He had his business clothes in an American Eagle bag.
"Aoi-chan...!" she complained angrily.
"Listen," he dug his hands into his jeans pocket. "I'm being serious here. Can't you at least go without a day of drinking?" he asked.
"I've been trying to, Aoi-chan! It's just that..." she trailed off.
"Misaki," he stopped walking and looked up into her amber colored eyes. "You have to let him go." he stated promptly.
"I tried! I tried this, I tried that, but it's not working! I can't let go. I can't let go of him, goddammit!" she exclaimed.
Aoi shot her what might've been a look of sympathy as they stopped right in front of Stargazer.
"You really need a drink." he pointed out as they walked into the bar.
They sat down just as the bartender came up to them.
"Two pear martinis for the lady and ten mini vodka shots for you?" the bartender asked, knowing their order right off the bat.
Aoi nodded.
"Yeah. Just make sure that you keep bringing the martinis for her." he said while pointing at Misaki.
The bartender nodded before going over to get their order ready.
He eyed her before beginning to speak.
"Ugly hag..." he muttered under his breath, which caused her to pout.
"Aoi-chan...!" she whined as the bartender placed the martinis and the vodka shots in front of them and walked off to help someone else.
As Aoi downed one if his vodka shots, he looked over at Misaki, who was sippng on her pear martini.
Even though he called her ugly or a bag, he had to admit that she had gotten pretty over the years. She was absolutely, stunningly beautiful. Either his twenty-two year old hormones were kicking in or he was in love with her. Yes, Aoi Hyoudou was in love with a girl two years older than him. But, what did it matter? No matter how many times he denied this crush, he couldn't help but notice how cute she looked. It was like as if moe flowers were flying everywhere. He also couldn't help but notice how cute she looked in that sundress. He liked how bouncy her hair had gotten. He liked how sometimes her bangs would get in her eye. Everytime that would happen, he would try to hold himself back from brushing her bangs out of her face so that he could look into her dazzling amber orbs. And speaking of her eyes, that was the one thing about her that got him falling head over heels. They looked innocent and they had a slight twinkle in them. No matter how hard he tried to get her out of his head, she would just come right back in. It was like as if he had gotten the love bug.
His daydream was shattered once he heard a hiccup from on his left.
"Oh, boi! Why was Athen so bouwing?!" she exclaimed loudly.
Aoi groaned, knowing that his nightly nightmare had begun.
"Misa- - -" he was cut off by her laughing out loud as she pounded her hands on the table.
"Aoi-chan, don't twoble youself. Misa-chan okay!" she declared as she patted him on the cheek.
She looked at him and her eyes sparkled.
"Wow~! Aoi-chan, you have such soft and powfee cheeks. And..." her hand ventured up to his dark blue locks and grabbed a handful of it in her hand. "Oh wow! Your hair is so soft! I never knew dat at all!" she exclaimed.
Aoi felt his cheeks heating up as he pulled her hand away from his head.
"D...Don't touch me, you ugly- - -" she grabbed ahold of his black Ed Hardy hoodie and pulled him close to her before he could finish his sentence.
He could smell the scent of pear martinis in her breath and in the air around her.
"But you know you like it, Hy-ou-dou~" she spelt his name out in a very cute, yet seductive way, which made Aoi blush furiously.
He had to make sure that this was a dream to him. So, he did the only thing he knew that he would never do in his entire life.
He got more vodka shots.
And he decided on getting very drunk.
At around twelve forty-five the next day, Misaki's eyes shot open.
The sun nearly blinded her, for the curtains were pulled apart.
"Oh god...what the heck happened last night?" she asked herself as she slowly rose up.
That was when she noticed Aoi on her right. He was sitting right next to the bed that she was in with his hands folded and resting on his knees.
He had on a plain grey hoodie with jeans.
"Good morning, hag." he greeted sarcastically.
"Good morning yourself, crossdresser." she replied with that same sarcastic voice that he used
"You sober?" he asked.
"...Sober? Since when was I sober?" she questioned.
"Last night. You came back from your trip to Athens." Aoi said, trying to rejog her memory.
A lightbulb turned on in Misaki's head and she gasped in surprise.
"Oh yeah! Was...was I heavy?" she asked.
"Nope." he lied.
Of course she was heavy! She's two years older than him, for crying out loud! She was at least twenty pounds heavier than him.
"Where did you bring me?" she asked, looking around at her surroundings.
"To my apartment." he said.
"And what am I wearing?" she asked.
"Some of my clothes." he stated simply.
She snapped out of her sleepiness instantly as she pulled the sheets off of her body and looked down at what she was wearing.
She sighed in relief, seeing that she had on a pair of baggy sweat pants and a black shirt.
"You actually dressed me up like me for a change..." she trailed off, remembering the times when he would dress her up against her will.
"Would you like it better if I dressed you up like a gothic Lolita doll?" he asked in a sarcastic voice more sarcastic than the last one.
"No! I do not want to relive that Forks, Washington wedding!" she then noticed something. "Aoi-chan...whose is this, anyway?" she asked.
Aoi scratched the back of his head.
"It's my room." he admitted.
Misaki's eyes were wide and her face was flushed as she looked around the room frantically.
"Eh?! Did you undress me? Did we sleep together? Did we have- - -" he cut her off before she could say the last word.
"No, no, and no! Why the hell would I do any of those things?!" Aoi growled.
"But...! You said that...!" he interrupted her once again, laying a finger on her beautiful and kissable pink lips.
"I slept in the living room, stupid." he removed his finger and got up from the chair next to the bed. "I went to you apartment after I had gotten sober and got you some clothes. They're in the bathroom when you're ready to change." he told her.
Misaki eyed Aoi's slowly retreating figure, obviously surprised.
"...Sober? Aoi-chan is never sober! Unless he...!" she trailed off in her thoughts.
"Aoi-chan, are you- - -" she was cut off by Aoi once more.
"Shut up and get dressed, you obnoxious hag!" he snapped before disappearing into the living room.
Misaki looked down at her outfit and groaned.
"Why did you end up putting me in this?!" Misaki whined as they walked through the city towards the Hyoudou Fashion Incorporation building.
She had on a white summer dress with flip flops.
"It was the only girly thing that I could find." he stated simply.
"I stuffed this thing in the very back of my closet! I got this from Manager and once I wore it to Honoka's birthday party that year, I shoved it all the way into the deepest corner of my closet and stopped wearing it." Misaki explained.
"I don't care. You need to show off your feminine side. Like last night, for example." he said.
"That was the bride's fault." Misaki shot back.
It was silent between the two of them before Aoi began to speak.
"You know...I saw you in your bra and undies. One, you never lace or any lace at all and two, you need to ditch the Pikachu undies." he told her.
Her face was flushed a very bright tomato red.
"So, you DID undress me, you baka Hyoudou!"
Me-And that's it for now.
Misaki-Where you going after this?
Me-I'm going to update Vampire Hunter, Love Comes From The Heart, Vampire Patissiere, and then I'll come back to you.
Misaki-Alrighty.
Aoi-I sound like a perv, Hag #2
Me-*vein pops* I'm adding a new character to you...You're growing up, you know...
Aoi-Whatev. :/
Me-WHATEV?!
Usui-R&R please. If you do, you can get your very own virtual Pikachu un- - -
Misaki-Just take the virtual pie! *forced smile*
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