Baby Usui
Chapter 7: You don't just write on a desk.
Misaki's POV
A month had passed since that horrible scene at Maid Latte. It was lunch time at Seika. I sat at my desk going through the paper work for the cultural festival in five months. I scanned the paper as I made the total for the budget and ran through the basic necessities. Takumi lounged on his spot on the windowsill, chomping on some chewing gum. Chomp. Pop. Chomp. This cycle continued for a further five minutes, the sound struck at my nerves as I struggled to get my work done. Thud. Thud. Thud. I turned my head to the side to see Takumi banging his leg on the wall. Blood rushed to my head as it pulsed under the stress. I tried to get on with my paper work, however the alien continued to disrupt my progress. Chomp. Thud. Pop. Thud. Chomp.
"THAT'S ENOUGH, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME IN HERE!" I screamed, reaching my limit for his alienosity. Takumi stopped his actions and looked my way, his eyes tormenting me as he smiled at my recent outburst. He slid off the windowsill and strode to my side. Slowly he brought his large hand to my petit chin as he lifted my head, forcing me to look at him. His other hand made its way to one of my bangs, he pushed behind my ear scrapping his fingers down my neck in the process. Gulping I shuddered at the contact before melting at the sound of his voice.
"Now prez, you shouldn't be getting so worked up, especially in your con-di-ti-on." He smirked, emphasising the last word. Inch by inch he brought his face down to mine. I blushed madly, trying to push the pervert away. I pushed against his chest, he quickly caught my hands and forced me on top of the desk.
I struggled to suppress the moan that threatened to escape my lips as his mouth came into contact with mine. He grunted softly before sliding his hands down my slender frame. It had been weeks since we were last alone, I couldn't help but miss and somewhat crave the aliens touch. His hands wondered lower down my side, my body shivering as a fire lighted up inside me.
I brought my hands down to the collar of his shirt, moaning as I my hands raced town his now unbuttoned shirt. I slid it oh his body and tossed it to the side, instantly trying to soak up the heat that radiated off Takumi's torso. My nails skimmed across his spine; his body shuddered; trying to keep in control Takumi shot his under my shirt and caressed my stomach.
Lost in the passion, we didn't notice the petrified boy frozen at the door. We parted from the loss of breath. Takumi lowered his head to my neck, showering me with butterfly kisses. I turned my head to the side to give him better access. I opened my eyes as everything was in a blur. By the door was a shaking figure. My eyes adjusted, I froze in horror, pushing Takumi off me I bolted upright.
"Yukimura!" I exclaimed, staring at the traumatized boy in front of me. Crash. In a flash we both looked to the ground, where Takumi was slowly soothing a large bump on his head. I climbed off the desk, grabbed his shirt and threw it at him. The creased shirt landed on his hair he scowled at poor Yukimura. "Yukimura, I'm sorry did you forget something?" I pursued, trying to distract him from the scene we just played out for him. He shook his head rigorously, his face was beat red.
"Er-r-m no that's f-in-e, I'll ju-st come b-ack la-ter." He stuttered, before running down the corridor, tears in his eyes. He round the corner before yelling. "Kanou!" I sighed, turning back towards Takumi. I bent down to check his swollen forehead. He glared at the door for interrupting our 'playtime'. Looking in one of the drawers I found a first aid kit and removed a plaster. I applied the plaster to the bump before kissing the rough material. Takumi moaned, wrapping his arms around my waist. I looked lovingly into his eyes as he lowered his head and caught me in a swift kiss. I gently pushed him away, staring at the ground. I told him we shouldn't start anything else in case someone else walked in. He groaned loudly as he pulled us both up. His hand made its way to my stomach. For the last few days I had been having morning sickness and didn't have the best of health, so I instantly knew what he was going to say.
"How have you been feeling?" He whispered softly, massaging my small bump. I placed my hand on top of his, sliding it away before moving back over to the desk. I sat down and re-organised the paper work. He strolled over to the front and sat on top of the desk, one leg over the other, never taking his eyes off me.
"I'm fine, no sickness today." I reassured him, as I got back to work. I noticed a mistake and grabbed my pencil to correct it. Takumi shuffled in his seat to get a better look at the documents.
"Well that's good, but you shouldn't be working so hard, what are you working on anyway?" He asked leaning over the desk. He scanned the paper labelled 'Cultural festival'. He frowned for a second, before snatching the paper out of my hands. I yelled at him to give it back and reached for the paper but he just lifted it higher. "The cultural festival? But the festival isn't for another five months?" He inquired, I finally retrieved the paper from his hands, sighing in the process.
"Yes I know, but I might not be here to plan it when the time comes." I explained, as if it was the most obvious fact in the world. I began walking towards the door. A hand reached out and grasped my own. I stared at the floor waiting for his response.
"Why wouldn't you be here, the baby won't be due until a month after the festival. And the council will know by the… oh." The grip on my hand loosened, tears began to cloud my eyes. "You're not going to tell them are you?" His voice was stern but understanding. I turned to him as he eloped me into a hug.
"I can't let them down, they look up to me." I mumbled into his chest. I sounded like when I was in charge of the Ayuzawa School. His hold on me tightened as he stroked my hair softly. He pulled away slightly, lifting my chin with his right hand.
"Misaki, you're not going to let them down, they were happy when we told them about us and they'll be happy now." He reassured me. I smiled and let go of his hand, realising that what he said was true. I placed the remaining paper work in a pile and walked to the door. Almost making it through before Takumi stopped me again. "And where are you going now Prez?" He smiled childishly, sitting back on the desk. I gave him a quick glance before turning back to the door.
"I'm calling a council meeting, we have an announcement to make." I replied before disappearing into the corridor, leaving a grinning Takumi alone in the classroom.
Hey guys it's Zo-chan here!
Well here's the new chapter, I hope you all enjoyed it!
Congratulations to the people who got the answer the Aburame clan for the last chapters quiz.
This weeks quiz is a little more subjective to don't worry if you don't know it.
And the question is... *DRUM ROLL!*
What is the English name for the anime Sakura-sō no Petto na Kanojo?
Well that's it, now for a moment of silence for the ending of the one and only Naruto. *closes eyes* AND NOW LETS CELEBRATE THE NEW SHIPPING OF BORUTO/BOLT AND SARADA! *CHEERS!*
Lol anyway, I will try to update as soon as possible. Hope to see all of your for my next chapter.
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