A/N: geez! u guys r spoiling me wif ur reviews! dont matter i prefer to b spoilt rotten! hahaha

here's an update esp for u reviewers! I forced myself to think of a fic to please u! hopefulli i did ok

Definition

Usurpation - seize position or power without authority

Usurpation of Power

Haphazardly, I cast the five or six bottles of Mayo into the small trolley as I passed it by. I halted in my movements by the blunt protest made only a second later.

"No, Natsuki."

I turned, completely bewildered at my girlfriends' stern and sacrilegious objection.

"Eh?" I voiced my confusion.

"Natsuki. There a limit to how many of these, you can have." Shizuru said as she turns to return all but one bottle of mayonnaise back onto the shelf.

"What? Where? It doesn't say." I said indignantly, as I proceeded in inspecting the said shelf to find a sign that stated such an idiotic limit of purchase.

"Here." My brunette girlfriend pointed out, literally, as she poked me in the chest. "Mou, Natsuki, if you keep eating so much of these, you'll have a heart attack before you're 20."

"But-but one bottle won't last a week, Shizuru." I whined, similar to how a like a child would, whilst following her form that starting to move away from the precious, sacred condiment.

"You're right Natsuki." She stopped for a moment to ponder. "Normally, one bottle would last a normal, sane person a month, wouldn't it?"

I stood frozen at the unspoken suggestion, my mouth ajar whilst the chestnut-haired minx pushed the small squeaky trolley away from my shocked form.

'She's teasing, she's got to be.' I thought frantically to myself, shaking my head to clear my mind.

I stepped quickly to reach Shizuru and with one hand, I took hold of one of Shizuru's hand, pulling it away from the trolley handle. She stopped in her movements and with her other hand Shizuru kept the trolley by her side.

I turned her to look at me as I readied my ultimate weapon, designed to be used for unholy times such as this: my puppy-eyes look.

It's not something I'm completely proud of, definitely not something I would go bragging around about but at the same time it's the one thing that can unexceptionally, flawlessly bring the infamous, all-powerful, ex-Fuuka Kaichou Shizuru to her knees, at times literally.

The power and control it wielded against the Kyoto-born is unprecedented, and the critical thing is: Shizuru is completely defenceless; she has yet to form any immunity and as history has proven she would succumb to any and all demands when she is faced with it.

As I looked up, I gently stroke her held hand with my thumb. But before I could meet her eyes, Shizuru did something unexpected – a somewhat childish act.

She took her slender hand away from my gentle grip and held it up in front of my face – more specifically my eyes – and effectively blocked her view of me. And even with my obscured vision of her I could tell she was facing away from me – trying to look to the side, towards and past the trolley.

Her feeble attempt to resist is amusing.

"No, Natsuki. We're only getting one bottle." She said in her best attempt to remain stern, however I could hear the strain in her voice – she was breaking.

This isn't something I would choose to do in public but with my Mayo at stake – urgent situations calls for urgent measures.

"But, Shizuru…" I started, utilising my best 'persuasive' voice, then stepping but an inch closer to her form, just enough to be in her personal space but not enough to arouse public suspicion, I lowered her raised arm. At this moment, I know my face is currently experiencing a full on blush but it's a small price to pay for my heavenly luxury. Now all I needed to do was to intertwine our finger and look lovingly into her eyes – all that was needed to completely break her and bend her to my will.

Yet, unfortunately, to my horror I did not succeed – Shizuru walked away briskly with the trolley before I had a good grasp on her hand.

"No, means no, Natsuki." I could see a blush, I was so close.

Regrettably, I had to choose to huff behind her, annoyed that I wasn't able to successfully deploy my ultimate weapon however still to some extent glad that she had still yet to discover an effective counter.

I had choose my battle and let her take this round – partly because I wanted to congratulate her on her feeble attempt to resist but mostly because I doubt I would be able to execute a stronger front while in the middle of a grocery store.

We continued shopping as we did before, though I was still a little grumpy at the insufficient amount of the godly yellowish white sauce in our little metal cart.

I watched as I saw several boxes of tea placed into the shopping trolley.

"No, Shizuru. If I only get one bottle of mayo, you will only get one box of tea." I said sternly, folding my arms under my chest – it was childish and spiteful but there was no way was she going to get what she wants when I couldn't.

"But Natsuki! Tea is good for me!" She protested.

I was taken aback. Her tone was unusual, it was childish and weak - there was something hauntingly familiar about it. My pulse quickened. Before I had even a second to recover I saw her eyes.

'Shit'

Her auburn eyes were wide and glistening, looking deep into mine – as though she was looking into my very soul – completely melting me from the inside. It was the puppy eyes – to be exact my puppy eyes.

'Shit' I said again in my head.

"F-Fine." I said looking quickly to the side.

Shizuru smiled childishly, or is it triumphantly, and then she gave me a light peck on the cheek.

"Love you." She said, before turning and turning the trolley through the aisle once again.

'I feel robbed.'

A/N: just wana no if anyone cares or prefer my previous intro/outros in the fics? I kinda wanted to do it on dis one but then I didnt' no whether i should or not... to me it kinda wraps things up, but then i duno if its just annoying or gettin repetitive to u guys