Hey! Guess what! My English teacher fell ill and needed to go home! So I had the whole period to myself! So I decided to use this time to write! Here's chapter 10!

=Usui's POV=

She appeared as plan.

I waited for her the next night. I pretended that I was asleep and, like an idiot, she came in again in the exact same time.

That was dumb.

When she sneaked in, I stayed in my position, laying down on my side, waiting for the best time to surprise her.

I opened my eyes a little bit, big enough so that I could see what was happening, but small enough so that she couldn't see it open.

"Misaki Ayuzawa..." She whispered while chuckling a little. "Just as I hoped."

'Just as she hoped? What did she mean by that?' I asked myself, still lying down on the couch.

"And that Usui of yours isn't really helpful, isn't he? All he did when you got hit by the truck was staring at you with those green eyes of his. What a pathetic guy…"

My blood began to boil.

"And yet I'm attracted to him…" She sighed. "But too bad he didn't return the feelings, huh? If he did, none of this would be happening to you."

'So it's true that she hurt Misaki because of me! That obsessed freak…' I thought.

"But whatever… Once I'm done with you, he'll have no choice but to stick with me," she said happily.

' 'Once I'm done with you'? What did she mean by that?' I asked myself without moving an inch.

"Shall we begin?" She asked rhetorically.

'That sounds familiar,' I thought. Then I remembered. She said that when she planned on shooting a bullet through Misaki's skull – relax, Minami failed on doing so – the last time we ever saw her.

She sat down on the stool I used to sit on and grabbed a humongous, ugly bag and reached in to it. She pulled out a huge, shiny glass needle with some white transparent fluid in it, ready to be injected to someone's blood stream.

And I had a pretty good guess on who she was planning to inject in to.

She flicked the needle a couple times, sending a couple of drops of whatever-that-is dropping to her jacket – the detective jacket she had been wearing for the last 3 days.

"Ready or not, here I go!" She said, her mouth turning to an evil grin.

That was when I opened my eyes to its widest form and said, "Just what do you think you're up to?"

Much to my dismay, she didn't actually looked shock to see me.

Well, that totally ruined my plan.

"Oh, I see you're awake," she said nonchalantly, even her eyes seemed to be more bored talking to me than when she was talking to an unconscious girl.

Weird.

"Well, without further ado, let's begin, shall we?" She asked while flicking the needle some more.

"And by 'begin', what exactly do you plan to do?" I reached up to her wrist and ceased the needle from her grip.

"Hey!" She wailed childishly. "Wait for your turn!"

"What-" I pointed towards the needle "-the hell is this?"

"Oh, just something I made using some powdered sleeping pills and some cyanide-"

"Some what?" My eyes bugged out. Did she say what I think she said?

Cyanide?

"Cyanide," she repeated. "You know, the liquid that could kill a person instantly."

"And what-" I stopped for a second "-were you doing with a needle full of cyanide here?"

"Well, I was planning to inject that to Misaki's bloodstream and kill her," she said nonchalantly. "But then you woke up… I guess it will be a lot more fun than what I had anticipated, huh?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, clearly confused.

Why wasn't she scared?

Did she plan this from the beginning?

"Well, I'm sorry to be the one breaking it to you, Usui," she said while reaching in to her big ugly bag again, "but the needle you're holding is a fake. The real one is with me." She lifted her hand, a similar needle laid in her grip. "The one that you're holding has nothing in it. It's just water. While the one I'm holding…" She chuckled. "I, myself, don't know how deadly it is."

Was she out of her mind?

"Minami. PUT. THE. FREAKING. NEEDLE. DOWN!" I tried to sound firm, but my trachea failed me. Instead, I sounded like a nervous 4-year old who's facing a bully. "Please, Minami. Just put the needle down and hand it over to me."

What was I thinking?

Scratch that. I wasn't thinking. Because if I was, I wouldn't even bother pleading with her, the most hardcore girl I ever met.

Well, besides Misaki, that is.

"I will put the needle down. In one condition," she replied, her hands carefully rubbing the glass walls of the needle.

"And what is your condition?" I asked. In this time, I would do anything to protect Misaki. Even if I need to take her place, I would do it.

But what came out of her mouth was totally different from what I expected.

I had expected something like 'kiss me' – not that I would want to – or something like 'then you should replace her'.

But no. She didn't say those things.

She was way far from there.

And when I heard those two words, I felt as if someone had punched my stomach.

There was no way I could obey what she wanted and follow that condition. But I knew if I don't follow her wish, Misaki would die of cyanide poisoning.

That was when I knew that the next several weeks were going to be tough on me.

Because I would be facing a choice that would not only save someone's life, it could also change someone's life forever.

Her words…

Her horrible, horrible words.

The words that sent a cold tingle down my spine.

Only two words, but had an impact so massive.

So massive that it made me dumbfounded for the next 6 minutes or so.

Her spine tingling, gut punching, dumbfounding words:

"Marry me."

'Marry me.'

I've got to say, even me myself was amused that I thought that up.

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