Hi everyone, I'm back! Thanks to all of you for your lovely comments, especially since this is my first fic! :)))

For the rest of you guys, I can see that like 50 people visited, so PLZ PLZ PLZ COMMENT. Even if you didn't like it, then comment and say why, or maybe how I can improve as a writer. I'm okay if you're a guest, even. Onegaishimasu~!

Also, I saw that about half of the people who commented were confused about the ending to that one. You know how when she's mad she gets a dark aura and it envelopes everything? It's like that. Sorry for confusing you.

Without further ado, story time!

"Is Kaichou really that bad today?"

"Yeah, she's really angry. Honestly, I can't say as to why she's weird today, but you know how she's usually easy on the girls? Well, some first year girl had her ribbon about a centimeter too loose, and Kaichou went freaking BALLISTIC."

"What'd she do?"

"Nothing much-aside from practically strangling the girl with her own ribbon and then blasting out her eardrums with lectures about the school image."

"Oh..."

"Yeah..."

Usui Takumi peered over the edge of the roof at the retreating backs of a pair of male students. Tch. Surely his Ayuzawa hadn't done that. Some people just had to take others down to feel good about themselves.

A smile crossed his lips as he glanced lovingly down at the well worn photo in his hand. An annoyed Misa-chan stood with pigtails in front of his own grinning self. He absolutely loved that photo.

A soft scuff of a shoe on the lower part of the roof startled him. Speak of the Devil-President, that is. He narrowed his eyes at her and was surprised to find that with her back to him, hair blowing about in the wind, back straight with hands held behind it, she wasn't simply beautiful, but sorrowful, in a way.

"Ayuzawa."

"GACK!" She spun on her heel on stared at him. He blinked twice. Had that been a tear falling from her eye, or just his imagination?

"W-what are you doing here." It wasn't a question, but a flat statement full of the things neither of them were saying.

"Doing my second favorite thing."

"That being what, exactly?" The pregnant non-question seemed to have been all she needed to get back to normal.

"Looking at this." He brandished the photo in front of her face, which colored instantly.

"Pervert alien! Baka Usui!"

Usui simply laughed. How many times a day did he hear that? At least five ever since they started dating. Probably less before that. Speaking of which...

"So, we're going out tonight, right? There's not too much student council work?" He knew there wouldn't be. Wednesdays were their designated date night, and Yukimura had been... PERSUADED to take care of things so that there wasn't anything to worry about.

The red-faced girl in front of him blushed even harder. "Y-yeah... I guess..."

That was strange. Proper Kaichous didn't hesitate, and Ayuzawa was one of the most proper Kaichous this side of Japan.

Something was up, and Usui Takumi would find out what it was if it killed him.

Well everyone, what do you think? Usui's going to have a rough time of it now! Next chapter: the date night from Hell!

As always, please review! It warms my heart to see your comments on my story, so constructive criticism plz!

Ja ne! -EmeraldsAndChocolate