Heeeey. I'm really, really sorry I haven't updated for quite a while. I was studying for my tests. Had 12 this week: 2 on Monday, 1 on Tuesday, 3 on Wednesday, 2 on Thursday and 4 on Friday. And there's this big test on Monday again. I was studying for the whole day today and was not done.

Well, to pay off my debts I owe you guys, I wrote a longer chapter. Now it's around 2 a.m. here, so if there's mistakes, please forgive me. I'm really really sleepy.

Enjoy...

=Misaki's POV=

"Well," I exhaled while placing two empty bowls on top of another, "that was tiring."

"I'm not the one who wanted to play the porridge war, now was I?" He smiled.

I felt my cheeks burned.

Why did he need to smile like that? Making my heart strings twang.

Then I remembered something really important.

"H-hey, Usui?" I muttered, looking down to my freezing hands, which I placed on my lap. The room wasn't cold at all, I was simply nervous.

"Yes?" He asked, that heart-twanging smile still on his face.

"R-remember the time y-you asked me to b-be your f-fiancée?" I slowly looked up to him, seeing the way his smile faded when he heard the word 'fiancé'.

"Yes. What about it?"

"Well, I was thinking about that and… Well…" I said, my cheeks starting to heat up again. "I do want to be your fiancée." I looked at him. His eyes grew larger, full of shock. But even so, you could see joy in his green orbs.

He stared at me for a minute or so, until I said, "Oh, so now you're the one rejecting it?"

"N-no!" I snapped out of his daydream. "Y-you are serious, right?"

"Yes," I nodded.

"That's great! What's with the change of heart? Finally realized that you really wanted to sleep with me on-"

"Shut up, pervert!" I hissed.

I didn't change my decision because of what he said. I changed my decision because I realized that I couldn't live without him. So why wait when we could make our relationship more than just girlfriend and boyfriend now?

"You can't make me shut my mouth now. I'm all too overjoyed to do so," he smiled.

You could really draw a solid line between the serious Usui and a cheerful one. But he was Usui all the same.

"You're weird," I sighed and smiled.

"We should have a celebration for this!" He suddenly stammered.

"Eh? What for?"

"You just agreed on becoming my fiancée! We should let everyone know about this!"

"Are you an idiot? You're bandaged all over and you want to have a useless celebration? Seriously, you're an idiot as always," I sighed.

"I'm your idiot," he smiled.

"Yeah. You are and always be my idiot," I smiled back at him.

We stayed like that for a while, staring at each other in silence. Not an awkward one, though. Not at all. It was kind of…

Lovely.

"Really," I broke the silence. "Why do you always do stupid idiotic stuff like this?"

"Like what?" He asked, curiosity displayed clearly on his face.

"Like letting a stupid girl beat you up with a thorny whip."

"I don't think it's stupid. I'll do anything to know that you're alright," he smiled.

My heart skipped a beat while my cheeks burned furiously. Seriously, why must he smile after saying such words?

"You keep on saying, 'I know that you care for me, but you need to care for yourself too, Ayuzawa'. But why aren't you caring about yourself?" I quoted.

"I am."

"How are you caring of yourself if you let a girl beat you up?"

"If I know that you're hurt, then I'll blame it all on myself and end up hurting myself. If I know you're alright, then I'll be relieved," he answered quickly.

"Then I'll use that same reason whenever you say that phrase again."

"You can't. It's copyrighted," he nodded.

"What's the consequence for breaking that law? Do I need to pay you using kisses?" I asked sarcastically.

"That is a wonderful idea. I was going to say that you'll have to go shopping with me for your clothes, but I like the kisses better. So yes, you'll have to pay me using kisses. 50 to be exact," he chuckled when he saw my cheeks grow to another shade of deeper red. "Ask and you shall receive."

"W-what? I was being sarcastic!" I argued.

"Well, young lady. Didn't you realize from a while back that I don't take sarcasm? Out of all people I expect you knowing this," he shook his head teasingly.

"Shut up!" I exclaimed. "I get it okay? If I am to use your answer in the future, I will need to kiss you 50 times. Which will never happen."

"Speaking of kisses, when will you be giving me the 10 kisses I won from the feeding competition?" He asked.

"Errr…. When you had forgotten about it?" I laughed.

"Ha-ha," he laughed sarcastically.

"When do you want it?"

"Right now," he answered, his perverted smile plastered on his face.

'He's got to be kidding me,' I thought. But something inside me told me that he wasn't.

"You perv. What will happen if a nurse suddenly enters the room while I'm kissing you? She might get the wrong idea!" I shouted.

"Who cares about what a nurse thinks. I care more about the kisses that I get."

After moments of considerations, I finally made up my mind.

"Fine…" I growled.

I stood up from the stool and slowly leaned closer to his face. I placed a knee beside his arm, to make it easier for me to, you know, kiss him. My face heating up when I saw Usui's lips slowly turning into a grin.

"S-stop smiling like that! It's creepy!" I smacked him across the face.

"Ouch, Misa-chan. It hurts," he wailed like a puppy. In fact, I swore I just saw a puppy behind him.

I stared at the stool, the floor, anywhere but him. Knowing that if I stare into his eyes, I would not be able to hold myself from blushing as red as a tomato.

I thought about what I was about to do. Not sure whether it was the wisest thing to do. But I did it anyway.

I bent over and kissed the cheek that I just slapped.

"T-there. I-it won't hurt now," I felt my cheeks heat up. Strands of my hair fell down and brushed down Usui's face.

I looked at his face and suddenly I was staring into his eyes. Even though I'd tried to not look there, but once my eyes had caught a glimpse of his emerald pools, I couldn't look away.

And even worse, he was staring back at me!

The way his surprised eyes bore into mine just made my heart strings twang and my cheeks even redder. My eyes grew wide by itself.

"W-what are you looking at, pervert?" I quickly sat back down on my stool, my hand clenching into fists. I looked down at the floor, using my bangs to try to hide my burning face.

'What was I thinking, doing that to him?' I thought. 'As I thought, Minami had knocked all the senses out of me.'

He chuckled and said, "Ayuzawa."

"What?" I muttered bitterly.

"You're just too cute for you own sake," he chuckled once more.

I looked up to him slowly. He was laughing. I mean, really laughing. He looked really happy and in peace, like I had never seen him before. He was finally at really happiness.

I guess I'd never seen him like this before because he wasn't at this much joy at all. He spent most of his life in a huge mansion alone; he might still feel lonely despite already going to school. He might still feel sadness when he sees a kid with their parents.

Just thinking about this made my mood fall down. But then I took another glimpse at the chuckling blonde. I couldn't help smiling myself.

Well, what matters now was that he was happy now. I just agreed to become his fiancée and I just freaking kissed him, he must feel happy, or else I did all that in vain.

"Ayuzawa?" He slowed down on his chuckles. "Not that I don't like your smiles or anything, but why exactly are you smiling?"

"Wha-" I started then I realized that I was smiling. "Ah… That…" My cheeks burned. I bit my lip.

'Why was I smiling? I should've shouted at him or something!' I thought.

"Really, you're just so cute," he smiled.

"S-shut up!" I pouted and crossed my arms. "And by the way, that was one kiss."

"Yes, indeed it was," he nodded. "Now give me my other 9."

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