A/N: What did I say? I'd get the next one out soon! And did I? Hell yeah I did! xD Well then the NEXT bit should be out on the weekend then xD

Have a great read :)

Part 4

"I'm fine without you..."

Usui froze. Their lips were mere millimetres a part; he was so close to kissing her, to getting what he wanted...

"Wait, what?"

"I'm fine without you." Misaki repeated, her golden pallet eyes glistening in the candle light, like giant flat coins. The light blush that had previously adorned her cheeks was gone and now all that remained were the streaks of eyeliner and mascara that had snuck their way across the soft skin in the course of the dinner.

Usui frowned, "But Misaki, you just said-"

"I love you." She finished for him, her strawberry fragranced breath fanning across his face as she spoke and his stomach didn't missed the chance to do a back flip at the scent. "But I can go on without you. You're not important to me."

He frowned, how did that work?

"I love you when you're near me... But when you're not, I forget about you completely. I'm fine without you..."

Usui's heart fell. They had been having such a lovely dinner, Misaki had been practicing cooking, and had proved herself in the kitchen; they had before them a wonderful steak dinner, Usui's personal favourite. She had blushed so nicely when he complimented her on the cooking. She had giggled when he commented on how well the candles lit her face, her eyes, her full lips.

His heart had skipped a beat when she remarked on how lucky she felt to have this image all to herself. He had whole-heartedly agreed when she teasingly requested that no other girl ever be graced with the sight of him – smart trousers, shirt, choker and rosary, tousle-haired – tucking into their cooking. His heart had almost burst when she confessed she had feelings for him, a pretty pink blush colouring her cheeks as he leant in to kiss her gently on the lips...

But now... He hadn't kissed her... She had changed her mind... His heart was breaking... She was just cutting him deeper with every word she said...

"I just wanted to be alone tonight really... Something's changed between us Usui... And... It's safe to say I'm ready to let you leave..."

Leave?

"I never thought I could love a boy you know, my father saw to that, but you pretty much single-handedly broke down my walls and opened my heart."

More tears were beginning to course down her cheeks at this, the black lines becoming thicker and more viscous.

"You made me weak, Usui Takumi, and I'm hurting inside because of what you say to me, all the time just making me weaker!"

He was thrown back in his chair as she stood, knocking him backwards with the speed at which she rose. "I hate the fact you made me weak!" She shouted, the lines of mascara dripping thickly onto her white dress, staining it black. "I don't want to suffer this anymore! You never think of how I'm feeling! I could watch you walk away and never want you to come back, that's how you make me feel!"

His throat was closing and he felt his own tears welling up. Where did this come from? He knew she was constantly annoyed at him, but he never thought she'd say she was fine without him! Just the other day she was saying sorry for having relied on him so much...

"I just want to be alone tonight; I just want to take a little breather! But you don't let me do that Takumi!" She shouted at him again, her slowly blackening chest heaving with the effort of sucking in air. "You're suffocating me! You're killing me for your own selfish desires! You want me to die! I trusted you! You made me weak!"

"No..." He choked out, unable to tear his eyes from the thick blackness seeping from her eyes. That wasn't right, mascara wasn't that thick, what was that stuff? Why was it coming from her eyes? How was she not breathing? Wait-! Was that-? It was!

Blood was bubbling at the corners of Misaki's mouth, dribbling down her neck and eventually soaking into her dress to join the black.

"You're killing me Takumi!" She wheezed, her voice continuing to get louder and louder with every breath she took. Usui could no longer squeeze himself into the back of his chair, and tears were gathering in his eyes, blurring his vision until finally they spilled over, freeing his green eyes to the sight of a heart, joined by a thread of blood to her mouth, beating on Misaki's dress.

"My heart is yours Takumi," Misaki yelled at him, shaking her head as the blood and the black continued to pour, "My heart is yours and you won't take it! What will it take for you to realise? Either you take it, I walk away without it, or it stops!"

Suddenly the heart stopped beating, and Misaki let out a sharp, quiet, gasp. Usui squeaked in fear as her eyes glazed over, the heart seeping away, mixing in with the black from her eyes, and Misaki herself toppled over. Recovering himself just in time, Usui dove forward, catching Misaki and cradling her in to his body.

"Misaki!" He called her, shaking her, "Misaki! Answer me!" He shook her again, harder this time, and her head lolled to the side. "Misaki wake up!" His voice rose in hysterics as fear set in like a storm here to stay. He shook her repeatedly, calling her name as he did so, tears of fear and frustration pouring unchecked down his face. She couldn't be dead, she just couldn't be!

Eventually, Usui's arms slumped, tired from attempting to shake Misaki awake, it was obvious she wasn't coming back to his world. Sniffling quietly, Usui began to wipe away the tears of black, clearing it away from her face as best he could before wiping at the blood on her lips. Despite it, his heart still skipped as his thumb brushed over her lip, it was still warm... She was still warm...

Taking this one last chance, Usui gathered her close, cradling her cheek with the palm of his hand, and pressed his lips gently to hers. Even in death she was beautiful and he simply could not resist her. She was the girl of his dreams, perhaps not the perfect princess he had dreamt of as a little boy, but she was certainly the girl of his dreams now... the passion filled, lustful dreams that all teenage boys dreamt... She was his lover... She loved him... Just like he loved her...

He was getting cold now, his eyes had long since slid shut, but he wouldn't pull his lips from hers, not yet. He had watched her for almost a whole year now, trying to get his feelings across, that he cared for her more than she could ever know... And he had only kissed her twice... The first time he had caught her by surprise... and the second... hadn't ended yet...

His world was becoming dark and cold and he left like he was being sucked into something deeper than he could handle right now. He clutched her closer to him as she started to drift away, some gravitational force affecting her and not him. Maybe... we were never meant to be together... He thought as she disappeared from his arms, her body floating away from his touch... Without her... I could live my life the way I wanted... I didn't want to believe it then... But it all worked out in the end... when I watched her float away, well I never thought I'd say "I'm fine without you..."... I guess she just got there first..."I just wanna be alone tonight... I just wanna take a little breather..." So why is it that now I'm the one who can't breath?...

A/N: So... R&R? plz :)

-Okami