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=Usui's POV=

"Ayuzawa?" I asked. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She was in a coma this morning, how did she…

"Misaki?" Minami hissed. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"You said you'll never leave me…" Misaki ignored Minami and focused her attention solely to me.

I ran towards her and hugged her tight to my chest. I still couldn't believe that she was here.

Conscious.

"Are you okay?" I asked while hugging her even tighter. I closed my eyes and inhaled her scent. The scent I missed so much. "I missed you so much."

"You said you're not going to leave me…" She whispered while sobbing. I could feel her tears soaking up on my blouse and on to my skin.

"I'm not," I whispered while drawing circles with my palm on her back, trying to calm her down.

"Then why are you here? Marrying her?" She cried. I could really hear the pain in her voice. More painful than the voice I heard the other night.

Because I knew that this was real.

Misaki was really there, crying because of me.

But the voice the other day… It might just be me going crazy because I'd miss her so much.

"Calm down, Ayuzawa…" I said. My tears were creeping out of my eyes.

"Hey! What the hell happened here?" The priest asked from behind with an annoyed tone.

Well, what an interesting priest we got here.

I pulled away from Misaki and turned towards the priest and Minami.

"I'm sorry, but the lady is right. I don't love Minami Harasako," I replied with a serious tone.

Something in the room was weird. Usually, if there was a woman running in to your wedding, all the guests would whisper some questions to the person sitting beside them, no? But here… To say that they were not interested in what was happening would be a total understatement. They actually yawned at us.

Yawned!

"Ugh, not again…" An old lady stood up and walked towards Misaki and me.

I thought she was going to force me to stay and marry Minami.

But I was wrong.

She smiled at us and said, "Go now. Go to somewhere private to talk with her." She nodded to Misaki, who was still crying uncontrollably.

Eh?

"Wh-what?" I asked.

"Isn't she your girlfriend? I'm terribly sorry for all the trouble Minami caused. Really, I am," she let out a sigh. "Well, go on. Go have a talk with your girlfriend."

Well, this was unexpected.

But, this was way better than marrying Minami, no?

So I said yes before she could change her mind and went out of the room.

We walked out in silence. Only a constant sob from Misaki would break the peace.

"Ayuzawa," I broke the silence. We were standing in front of the elevator.

"You promised you're not going to leave me," she muttered softly. Her eyes staring blankly at her marble floors of the hotel.

"I'm not leaving you-" I said before I was interrupted by her.

"Then why were you standing there?" She asked loudly. "Standing beside that devil, in the podium? You're planning to marry her, right?"

"Well technically, yes. But-"

"But what? What is your reason this time, pervert?" She cried, tears were trickling down her cheeks. Her voice…

Different.

"Listen to me, Ayuzawa. I did that for-" I tried to find time when she stopped talking.

"For what?" She shouted, another flow of tears crawled out. Her eyes were shooting out of their sockets; it was incontrovertible proof that she was stressed.

"I did it for you!" I rushed the words out, not wanting Misaki to interrupt my words.

Her eyes grew large. She didn't say anything for a while.

"What?" She asked in disbelieve, a completely different tone from what she used a second ago.

"Yes…" I said softly. "She threatened me that if I didn't marry her today, she would poison you with cyanide."

"I-is that true?" She asked quietly.

"Yes, Ayuzawa. I'm not leaving you. I'm never leaving you. I promise, Ayuzawa," I whispered while reaching up to her to hug her.

"Usui…" She whispered.

Then she did what I would never – never – see coming.

She pulled my tie downwards so that my face aligned with hers and she moved her head forwards towards mine…

And our lips touched.

"I'm sorry for giving you such a hard time," she whispered after she pulled away.

I cupped her face and lifted it up.

She looked so cute. Her expression… It was priceless. She was blushing, in the same time crying, and also smiling.

"It all paid off in the end," I said and brought her face to mine for a second kiss.

"Dingg…" The lift sounded.

"Come on, let's go," I grabbed her hand and we went in.

This evening proved my theory to be right.

'If it was meant to be this way, then nothing I could do would stop it from happening. If it's not meant to be this way, then something would happen to prevent it from happening'

And do let me to conclude my theory with a few more words:

'And in the end, everything is going to be alright. If it's not alright, it's not the end.'

I learned the theory last year, when I was dealing with my own personal problem.

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