Hiya! I just got back from school here! Apparently, they wanted a sudden student council meeting after school today, so I need to stay back.

Well, I'm back and here's your chapter!

=Usui's POV=

I head home.

"Krtch," the lock sounded when I struck the key in and turned it.

I entered my enormous apartment and sat down on the couch, staring blankly at the new bed, which I never once used, I bought.

Well, Misaki was the one who forced me to buy the bed. I had no itention what so ever on wasting money on useless stuff – like a bed – that I know I would never use.

"You're going to graduate and go to university!" She had said. "You'll need an actual bed to rest on!"

We went shopping last Saturday. I was actually planning to go shopping for her. But then she objected and said we go shopping for me instead. But we didn't shop for clothes and stuff. Instead, we shopped for furnitures.

Yes, you read that right. Furnitures.

"Doing something that a newly married couple would do. Do you really want to marry me this quick, Ayuzawa? We're still high school students, you do know that right?" I teased her.

"W-who would want to marry an idiot like you?" Her cheeks grew pink.

We went into a mall and started hunting down furniture stores for beds.

"How about this one?" The clerk asked while pointing towards a huge, king sized bed.

"Don't you think it's a bit too... Big?" Misaki turned towards me.

"Ooh..." I took a step towards her and held her chin up. "Misa-chan wants to squeeze with me at our first night, huh?"

"Y-you... PERVERT!" She punched me on the shoulder. Her cheeks were blushing hard.

"I-i'll leave you guys alone then," the clerk said and left.

"Seriously, I don't care how rich you are, but a king sized bed?" Misaki sighed.

We stared at the bed for a while.

I thought about how it would feel if Misaki and I were on that bed. Hands on our waists. I surely could live through that.

But then my image was interrupted when she said, "Well, let's move on." She started walking towards the glass double doors.

"Really, I'm fine with a couch and a table, Ayuzawa. May we shop for you now?" I said while walking by her side. To be shoopping with a girl for me feels...

Weird.

"Shopping for me-" she stressed the word "-would just be a waste of both our time. It's not me who had slept on a couch – a couch – over the past 3 years."

"I'm talking about clothes, and not beds. It won't be a waste of my time if it means I can finally see my girlfriend in some cute clothes," I sang.

"Oh, shut up."

We walked towards the next shop in silence.

"Hello, welcome to the 'Lovers Bed' shop-" The clerk approached us with a huge smile on her face.

"Welcome to the what?" Misaki's eyes bugged out when she realized what shop she stepped into.

Okay, maybe it was sneaky of me to not point out the name of the shop to her before we came in.

Oops.

"Thank you, but I think we stepped into the wrong shop," Misaki said to the clerk, who was still smiling like a kid who just got a tripple ice-cream scoop for free. To me, she whispered, "Let's go, Usui."

"I think we just landed on the perfect shop, Misa-chan," I beamed at her, seeing how her eyes practically got out of their sockets.

"What are you saying, per-"

"Oh!" I snapped when I saw a couple four-poster with a lace canopy with a pink heart plushy between a pair of matching pillows. "I think we found what we're looking for!" I walked towards the bed and sat down on it.

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, YOU PERVERT?" She shouted, her demon aura seeping out of her. The clerk's smile receded.

"Just think of it... You. Me. On this bed. Doing whatever it is you want to do in our first-"

She – with an annoyed, unamused face plastered on – quickly ran towards me, pulled me up with force and dragged me out of the store.

"Sorry," she said to the clerk, her voice still hard, "he haven't taken his pills today." And we went out.

"It's a perfect bed!" I wailed playfully while walking beside her.

"Oh, shut up."

"So where to now?" I asked.

"Anywhere you want. I gave up on trying to find a perfect bed for you," she looked blankly towards the shops we passed. "You're such a hardco..." Her voice trailed off.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

She didn't replied.

I followed her gaze towards a shop and...

A bed behind a wall of clear glass.

A rectangular white sheeted bed with black backrest, on 4 5-inches metal legs. It was at least 2 feet tall, 3 feet wide and 6 feet long.

"You like it?" I asked.

She just continued to stare at it.

"Come on, let's go in," I started pushing her gently to the store.

"E-eh," she woke up from her daydream. "W-wait, Usui!"

"Hello and welcome!" We were greeted by a clerk. "How can I help you today?"

"We're wondering how much that-" I pointed towards the bed Misaki was staring at "-bed costs."

"Usui, what are you doing?" She asked loudly.

"Oh that. That would be 100 000 yen," the clerk replied while walking towards the bed with Misaki and me following.

"WHA-" Misaki's eye popped out. She turned to me and whispered, "Don't you think it's a little expensive-"

"We'll buy it!" I said vivaciously to the clerk as if Misaki hadn't said a thing.

"HEAR ME, USUI!" She started punching my shoulder.

"O-okay..." The clerk said, her eyes staring at Misaki at fear. "C-can you please fill out some forms, sir?" She signaled me to follow her towards a rectangular glass table, on which a stack of papers were neatly placed.

"Of course!" I replied playfully.

"W-wait! Usui! What are you doing?" She pulled me before I could follow the clerk.

"You like the bed, no?" I asked nonchalantly.

"But it's not for me. Besides, did you hear the lady? It's 100 000 yen!" She whispered.

"I will not doubt Ayuzawa's choice. And besides, I am a rich perverted bastard alien from out of space, no?" I laughed. "So, if you'll excuse me, I have some forms to fill in." I walked towards the clerk, who was waiting impatiently.

"Wa-wait!" She shouted from behind.

And I bought the bed, thinking I would be able to spend time teasing Misaki on the bed.

But now, with Misaki lying unconsious on her own bed with a 50-50% chance of not waking up...

It just throbs my heart whenever I think of it.

"Why..." I muttered as I buried my face on my palm. "Why her?"

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