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UsuixMisakilover: I'm so terribly sorry if Usui is OOC in this story that it makes you want to throw up. I've tried my best writing these stories, so I can only apologize if this does not suit you. I know that Minami is a girl and all, but who knows what she can do? (Well, actually I do. I'm her creator) But even with Usui protecting Misaki in the hospital, Misaki still wouldn't be 100% safe. Minami could bribe the doctor to do her stuff, or Minami could dress up as a nurse and poison Misaki, etc. Yeah, so again, I apologize if this story is only a 5 out of 10 for you.

wolphy10: Aww, thanks. You too, take care.

Without further ado, here's your chapter!

=Misaki's POV=

"I-I'll give the other 9 once you're out of the hospital," I said, feeling that if I proceed with the other 9 kisses I still owe him, I would end up being redder than a tomato.

"Eh, but why?" He pouted.

"B-because you need to rest! That's why!"

"But I don't feel like resting. I just woke up," he pouted even more.

"The more you rest, the faster you'll heal, the faster you're going to get out of this hospital-"

"And the faster I am going to get my 9 kisses. Now it makes sense why you're forcing me to rest so much. You just can't wait to kiss me," he nodded, the stupid smile taped on his face.

"Like hell I do," I objected.

Then a sudden breeze from the AC, which was located on the perimeter of the room's ceiling, rushed over us. I tried to not let he see my shivering, but then nothing could get through that pervert.

"Ayuzawa, you should probably go home and change. You're all covered with… Blood," he said with a more worried tone, nodding at my blood-covered sweatshirt and pants.

"What about you? Aren't you cold?" I asked while standing up.

"No, I'm perfectly fine-"

Then another wave of cold air rushed. He shivered.

"Yeah, you're perfectly fine. I can perfectly see that," I said sarcastically. "Seriously," I sighed while reaching up to his blanket, which had only covered him until the waist, and pulled it up to his bare – except for all the bandages, that is – chest, "you idiot. Not caring of yourself like this."

"Well, at least I have you to care about me," he smiled.

"W-whatever, pervert. I'll be going first then. Be good," I walked towards the door.

"Relax, I'm not a 3-year old kid, am I?" He said from behind.

"You surely aren't a 3-year old kid. But you act like one," I said before exiting the room.

"Oh, you're going back already?" The doctor suddenly materialized beside me.

"Y-yeah. I need to get changed," I pointed towards the blood on my shirt. "I'll be right back."

"Oh, of course. Don't worry, I'll ask a nurse to take care of Usui Takumi," the doctor smiled.

"Thank you. I'll be going first then," I said while walking away from the room.

-Usui's Apartment-

"Ah… A long nice bath is so soothing…" I muttered after stepping out of the bathroom, my body and hair wrapped in two different sized towels. Apparently, I was so tired that I forgot to bring my clothes inside the bathroom before I took a bath.

Good thing that Usui was in the hospital. That pervert…

I didn't even want to think of what would happen if he was here to see me barely clothed like this.

"I wonder if he's actually resting right now…" I sighed while walking towards the cupboard beside the bed where I keep all my clothes in. I pulled out a pair of blue jeans and a white blouse and placed them down on the bed.

I was just about to take off my towel when Usui said, "Don't mind me, I'm just lying here enjoying the view." I turned around and placed a hand over my – fortunately – still covered chest with my arm, heart beating triple time as Usui let out a low, sweet whistle and smiled at me.

"How-" I inhaled deeply, my hand pressing the towel on my chest, hoping that it would not fall down "-the hell did you get here?"

"It's my house, isn't it?" He said.

"Well, yes. But you're wounded! How did you get here?" I shouted.

"I ordered someone to send me here. And I'm rather pleased with myself for doing so. Look what a view we have here!" He let out another whistle, nodding at my towel-covered body.

My cheeks heat up.

"You bloody pervert!" I shouted. "Why are you here anyway? What do you want? You know that I can just bring the things you need when I go to the hospital again, right?"

"Well, the doctor said that I could be treated at home of I wanted to. So I said yes," he smiled.

"How are you supposed to get treated here? There's no heartbeat reader here. There's no that-small-little-bag-with-clear-fluid here. There's nothing here!" I exclaimed.

"They'll send those things here later."

"What kind of hospital is that? Letting their patient be treated at home…" I said. "Say, you didn't pay them extra to do this, didn't you?"

"Maybe," he stretched the word so long that it sounded like 'maaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe'.

"Ugh…" I grumped. "You rich-ass pervert…"

"Hey, at least I'm out of the hospital. Which means that I can receive the 9 kisses now," he smiled.

"You paid the hospital extra just to get those 9 kisses? You idiot!" I shouted, my hands shooting upwards in frustration.

But I guess that was the wrong thing to do, since just after that, my towel dropped.

Luckily, I was fast enough to notice that and immediately squat down onto the floor. I quickly placed a hand over the towel on my chest.

'That was close…' I thought while inhaling air. 'Too close.'

"Aww, I missed it. Can you redo-"

"SHUT UP PERVERT!" I shouted while standing up, grabbing my clothes, walked in the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

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