FINALLY I HAVE TIME. HOLY SHIT. FINALLY. FINALLY. FINALLY!

I am SO, SO, SO very sorry for those of you who have waited this long. I am not going to drop any of my fanfictions. I promise. I just started high school, and my life is going crazy, and I have water polo practice for two hours on all the weekdays and homework and then on Saturdays I have tournaments and so then on Sundays I have to do homework and this schedule is KILLING ME.

You have no idea how long I've wanted to write this chapter.

I realize that it sucks, I might even re-write it, but I really need to refresh my writing skills. They're going down the drain, and it is KILLING ME along with my schedule.

I am SO SO sorry. But I'm trying my best. I'll update as much as possible.

So here we have it. Chapter 6.

Chapter 6: Mission Impossible

"USUIIII!"

Misaki's earth-shattering shriek echoed throughout the apartment complex, causing people to open their doors and wonder what was happening.

"Ah, yes, my dear neighbors!" Gerard began with a sinister smile, "Please, do not worry! We are simply taking my fallen brother to the hospital."

The gun was hidden behind his back, and no one questioned his word. After all, it could've just been fireworks.

The two bodyguards holding down Misaki dragged her into Usui's apartment and gagged her. They spun ropes around her until she was unable to move, then tossed her on the couch.

"Hey, where's that brown haired guy?" one of the bodyguards asked, "We can't have him as a witness."

"It doesn't matter," a bigger one asked, "We have to execute the plan precisely as Gerard-sama planned it. We can't take the extra time to look for him."

Another two of Gerard's men took Usui's limp body and walked down the stairs, out of the building and into the black car that smelled of death.

Oh, shit, Misaki thought as she closed her eyes, I can see his blood from here.

Desperately, she thrashed around on the couch, trying to find a weak spot in the ropes, or at least where they tied the knot, but to no avail. The only thing she could do now was wait for Shintani.

It was a while before the whisper was forced out of Shintani's mouth. The remaining bodyguards had given up their search, and he crept stealthily into the apartment room, prodding Misaki's side to wake her up.

"Misaki…?" he whispered, "Are you dead?"

She opened her eyes and blinked.

"What should I do first?" His eyes flicked over the ropes, then to the cloth stuck in her mouth.

"Uhmgggrrrgggmm!" (Ungag me!)

"Eh?"

"UHMGGGRRRGGGMM!"

"Misaki, I can't understand you with that in your mouth!"

Her eye twitched.

"Here, lemme take it out, then you can say it again!"

"You stupid!" she yelled. Her voice was hoarse and she coughed as she spoke, "I was telling you to take it out the whole time!"

I'm the only one who should be aloud to put anything in Misaki's mouth, she could hear Usui saying with an apparent smirk on his lips, Take it out, underling-kun.

"Perverted Usui," she muttered under her breath, "Teasing me even when you're dying in a car."

When Shintani had finally sliced through the thick ropes with a knife from Usui's kitchen, Misaki jumped up from the couch.

"Shintani," she said sternly, "I don't want you to follow me, no matter what, okay? You promised you'd stay back at my house, but you didn't. I need to be able to trust you. Don't do anything out of the ordinary until I call you or ask for help or something, okay? Promise you won't follow me."

His eyes widened. "If I hadn't come here, you would've been stuck in those ropes until you died!"

"Yes, but this time, I don't want to get you in any more trouble. You're a witness now, and they're going to kill you if they see you again. Do you understand? I don't want to keep hurting me. It's my fault that they shot Usui…" she choked, hiding her eyes with her bangs when her voice cracked, then shook away the tears, "It's my fault, and I don't want you to get hurt because of me, too. It's my job to fix this."

"Well what is Seika going to do when you're gone?"

"Tell Yukimura that I'll be back soon enough, and that he has control of Seika until I'm back."

"But then they'll know you're gone!"

"Tell them that I have important work to do."

"What if you die?" he whispered, "What if you can't come back?"

The silence became unbearably loud.

Shintani cleared his throat. "That's right, Misaki. You aren't invincible. What if you die? None of us will ever see you again, and then you'll hurt everyone, and me."

"Well what if we both die?" she raised her voice, becoming impatient and doubtful, "Then I killed an extra person. Okay? Just promise. Please."

He looked down at the ground, and a drop of water flowed down his cheek and dripped off his chin.

"Okay. I promise."

With his hands in his pockets, Shintani left the room and closed the door behind him.

The gunshot that hit Usui echoed through the halls, but the creak of the door was just as powerful as the boom.

Misaki was on her own.