Ugh, my nose and throat is killing me! My nose is clogged. My throat still hurts. And now my fever is going back!

I hate you, viruses...

So, about my next story. YES, IT'S GOING TO BE A MAID SAMA FIC. I only write maid sama fanfics in this account. And besides, I don't really watch other animes that much. The first reason I watched maid sama is because I thought maybe I can learn from Misaki and how she deals with the student council work.

But I end up getting addicted to the whole thing (especially Usui~)

And that's how I end up being an anime watcher.

Well, enough about my chit chats. Here's your chapter. Enjoy~

=Misaki's POV=

The whole night, I didn't sleep.

Sure, I fell asleep for a couple of minutes, but then I would wake up again.

I spent the whole night thinking about Usui and what might be bothering him.

His hands were still around me, trembling fitfully when it was not even cold.

'He might not be using the blanket!' I thought.

So I turned facing him slowly, careful to not move his hands nor shake the bed, yanked the blanket off me and laid it all on him.

Okay, scratch the top part. It was freezing cold.

But even with the blankets on, his hands were still trembling.

'Bad dream? Could he be having a bad dream?' I asked myself. 'But that's odd. Usui don't usually get dreams. But if he is having a nightmare… I must do something to get rid of it. He needs good sleep to teach tomorrow.'

After a while of doubting what I was about to do, I finally found the courage and went ahead.

I lifted my hand and brushed his freezing cheeks gently, wishing that he would not wake up – as that would only lead to an awkward moment for me.

"Calm down, Usui," I whispered as I moved my hand up and down his cheek.

I stared at him. His face was tense, his eyebrows were knitted together. But his face started to calm down as I brushed his cheek, so that must be good.

"Woo, Misa-chan," he suddenly said. His eyes still closed.

Crap.

"What a surprise, finding you in this position," he opened his eyes, his lips slowly turning into a grin.

"Y-you moron!" I quickly turned around, my back facing him, trying to hide my burning cheeks from him.

He chuckled.

"W-what's so funny, you idiot?" I muttered. I wished I didn't give all the blanket to Usui, because if I didn't, I would have something to cover my flaming face.

But I did, so all I could do to cover my face was bring a hand – the hand I used to rub his cheek – and pressed it down on to mine.

"Nothing," he laughed.

"I-I just thought that you might be having a bad dream and I just wanted to help you get rid of it, that's all! Sorry if I woke you up! Now go back to sleep!"

"Aw, how sweet! Misa-chan cares about me," he sang.

"W-well, your hands were trembling."

Now that I mentioned it, I just noticed that his arms were still around my waist. Not trembling now, though.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?" He asked, his hands slowly unclasping and pulling away.

"N-no…"

He sat up and scratched his eyes.

"Eh, why am I using all the blanket?" He looked down to his lap, where all the blanket fell down now that he was sitting up.

"I thought you were cold to be trembling like that," I replied while sitting up myself.

"And so you let yourself to be exposed to the coldness just to give me warmth?" He looked at me.

"It's not cold," I lied.

He lifted a hand and laid it on the side of my neck.

"You're freezing, Ayuzawa," he said, his tone worried.

"I am not," I objected.

"Really, you should care about yourself too, Ayuzawa," he sighed. "Lie down, go back to sleep."

Go back to sleep? I hadn't slept at all!

But I couldn't possibly tell that to Mr. Worry, now can I?

So instead, I did what he said. Lay down, that is.

I laid down on my back while he took the blanket and laid it down on top of me.

He stood up and say, "I'm going to grab another blanket. Well, unless you want to share one together with me."

"NO THANK YOU!" I replied firm.

He smirked and went in the bathroom.

He went out with a folded bedspread on his hands. He sat down beside me and laid by his side, his back facing me, with the blanket on top of him.

"Good night, Ayuzawa," he said.

"So is it a bad dream?" I suddenly asked.

He paused for a while, before answering, "Maybe."

"W-what kind of answer is that?"

"Good night, Ayuzawa. Sweet dreams," he repeated.

"You're not listening to me, aren't you?"

He didn't reply. He must've been really tired.

I rolled back to my side, my back facing his, and said, "G-good night, Usui."

And when I closed my eyes, I immediately fell into deep slumber.

PLEASE REVIEW!

(Any tips to get rid of a clogged nose?)

Oh, and one more thing! My school is going to have a Halloween party next 2 weeks. CAN ANYBODY PLEASE HELP ME DECIDE WHAT COSTUME SHOULD I WEAR?

(Please don't answer princess or fairy. The theme this year is black Gothic.)

Thanks.