Hey, I'm really sorry I've been slacking off for a couple of days in writing chapters.

Bad news guys: this is the last chapter for this story.

I'm really sorry I didn't tell you guys before hand, but I want to start in my new story (the one with the paranormal stuff) as soon as possible. And running 2 stories in a time will not fit in my schedule. Besides, I'm feeling that this story is just dragging away from the plot. So yeah, this will be the last. I'll post the first chapter of my next story (also maid sama) later today. Its name will be, 'Haunted by my lover'. I promise it won't be scary.

And I also wrote an angst story about Usui (no misaki in the story, though) and will be posting it at Christmas Eve, as the story is about Christmas and all.

Review Replies:

Carrots: Nice meeting another Student Council President :)

cyndy-kawaii-maidsama: Hahah. Sometimes I forget to review too :p lol

ShadowKiss123: I know... I feel like I'm slacking off :(

Bebe17: Yeah, maybe as an epilogue when I have the time. I'll write that down in my agenda.

savanna1997: Thanks. Lol, I read a lot of stories from my phone, too.

YAY! A LOT OF NEW READERS! But sorry, this story is ending :(

=Misaki's POV=

I woke up to the feel of something smooth rubbing against my cheek.

"Uhmh," I whimpered as I opened my eyes and started rubbing it. I was lying – on my shoulder – on the bed Usui bought.

And not on the couch, which was where I fell asleep on last night.

"Good morning, Pres," I heard Usui's soft voice behind me. "Finally awake, huh?"

"Hmm?" I blinked a couple of times, adjusting my eyes to the brightness of the room, and slowly turned towards him.

He was, I realized, in a new pair of jeans and a V-necked tee. He was lying beside me on his side, his head rested on palm, which was held stand on his elbow – his arms weren't bandaged anymore, must had healed last night. A morning smile plastered on his face. His other hand was on my neck.

Well that explains the feeling I felt on my cheek.

I laid on my side, my head still resting on the pillow, and looked at him.

Well, sort of, since my eyes weren't that use to the brightness of the sun shining through the glass windows. So all I could see through me half-opened eyes was only his calming smile.

"Morning," I smiled back.

I was still really sleepy, I had no idea why. My legs and arms were still soaring and tired, my eyes were stinging and my back was really killing me. A massage right now would be useful…

"How are you feeling, my Sleeping Beauty?" He asked while his hand proceeded with rubbing my cheeks and pulling all the strands of hair that fell on my face behind my ear.

"Horrible," I wanted to say, but didn't. Because if I did, I was sure he would over react and end up giving me a massage.

Well, I would love a massage, but then I was sure he had better things to do than giving me a massage. I don't really like being someone's pain.

So instead, I said, "Yeah." I silently hoped that he didn't realize how fake that was.

"Are you sure? You don't sound so good," he asked, his tone worried.

"Y-yeah, just a bit tired, that's all," I smiled weakly at him.

His hand was still dancing on my cheek. I love the feel of it. The heat from his delicate fingers tingling on my cheek. The feeling of protection and that for once, everything was going to be alright for good. It had been a while since I ever been in this much peace. Now that Minami was gone – I had no idea where they took her, and I was not interested to finding out – and there was no one out there that was planning to separate us, I could finally let go of all the worries I'd been holding since the first day Minami appeared in our lives and, you know, enjoy some time with my fiancé.

"It's been a while, huh?" He said softly.

"A while since what?" I asked.

"A while since you and I can lie down like this, with no worries whatsoever."

"Yeah, thanks to Minami," I sighed. Although I didn't care, but I asked, "Where is she anyway?"

"Locked inside her cell, I think. After what she did, I think it will be a long time until we see her again," he said.

"What if she sneaks out of jail and bother us again?" I asked.

"We'll think about that when she actually succeeds to sneak out. But for now…" His voice trailed off.

"For now?" I echoed.

"For now, let's just enjoy each other's company without a single thought about her," he sat up.

I was about to sit up too when he suddenly flung a leg over me, trapping me between his legs, and placed his arms on my shoulders.

Seriously? He just healed from broken bones and now he was doing trapping me between his legs and arms? Colossal pervert.

"Get off me, you pervert!" I pushed him away when he started leaning forward.

But he was too strong for me to push him away. Instead, he just leaned and leaned until out faces were only centimeters apart.

"Usui, get off me you perverted outer space alien!" I started punching his well sculpted chest.

"It's been a while, too, since you last call me that," he smirked.

"Get that stupid smile off your face, idiot," I felt my cheeks burn. I hated his smile. I hated the way his smile always causes my heart to beat a thousand times faster. I hated the way his smile always causes my cheeks to heat up.

But in a way, I love his smile. I love the way his smile always causes my heart to beat a thousand times faster. I loved the way his smile always causes my cheeks to heat up.

Because it was his smile. What could I possibly hate about him? Every part of him was perfect. If you heard the phrase, 'nobody is perfect.' The phrase was wrong. Sure, Usui had his imperfections. But his imperfections made him the perfect boyfriend – or fiancé, for that matter – any girl could have. Which girl would like to have a perfect boyfriend? None. Because if the boy was already perfect, he wouldn't need the girl anymore. An imperfect boy needs a girl to fill up his imperfections and make the duo perfect.

As if reading my mind, he teased, "Naw, Misa-chan, it's bad to lie. You know that you love my stupid smile."

"N-no I don't!" I objected while my cheeks got into a deeper shade of red.

"Yes you do," he leaned closer to my face.

"G-get off-"

"In fact," he whispered in my ear, "you love it so bad that you don't want other girls to see it except for you."

"Y-you!" My cheeks were now hotter than the sun. "Get off me right now, you idiot!" I pushed him away.

Well, I tried to, anyway. He was way too strong for me to push away.

Then a sudden breeze of cold air, coming from the AC, strolled by and made me shivered.

Hey, I was still in my maid outfit, remember? With all the cuts in the sleeves and everything, it would be weird if I didn't shiver.

"You're cold, Ayuzawa," he said while pulling away.

"Yes, indeed I am," I said, to quicken his rising.

Much to my dismay, he leaned down again.

"Get off me! I'm cold! I want to change!" I shouted as he leaned closer to my shoulder.

And started kissing along it.

"U-sui," I started.

His trailed the kisses to my collar bones.

"My warm kisses will warm you up," he said between kisses.

"It's ticklish, you moron!"

He proceeded anyway.

He trailed his kisses to my other shoulder.

My cheeks were going redder and redder as he continued kissing my shoulder. I bet if I had a mirror right now, I would look like a ripe tomato.

Finally, he lifted his face away from my shoulder and looked at me. His eyes bored into mine. A smile on his face.

"I love you, Ayuzawa," he leaned down and kissed me on the mouth.

I kissed him back.

And for once, I felt that everything was going to be okay. Even if Minami was going to try to separate us again, it wouldn't matter. Because we have each other. Him and I, together, we will stand firm on our ground and face the trouble coming our way. A promise made the day I agreed to be his fiancée. That I won't leave him, no matter how hard life will be.

That I will lift him up if he ever falls.

And that I will protect him even if it means risking my life.

And vice versa, of course.

I know, I know, crappy ending. But I just can't wait to start on my new story :D

Please review, as this is the last of 'Never Leaving You'. (Well, unless there is an epilogue later.)

I'll be posting the first chapter in 5 minutes.