Okay everyone. This is one of my shorter chapters. For this I am sorry. The next chapter will be much longer as it will contain my lemon content. Thanks

Part IV

Misaki

I woke up feeling like I had been hit by dump truck. My head was throbbing at the temples and my eyes felt sticky. I sat up stretching and it took me a brief moment to realize where I was and what had happened the night before.

Usui! I mentally screamed. He brought me here.

I took a look at my surroundings. It was modern room with high-end furnishings. Angular furniture with a white plush carpet gave it a sterile quality. While clean, it was completely uninviting. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and flinched when my feet made contact with the cold tiled floor. I surveyed the room again. It had no windows. A small light illuminated a sink in the attached room which I surmised was the bathroom. I scampered over to the bathroom and closed the door.

"Click" the door had slid into place and I flipped on the light. I winced. The light hurt my eyes and when I glanced into the mirror I thought shit, do I really look like this? I could have passed for the newest character in the next horror flick. I looked at the dark circles under my eyes and stared in shock until I realized it was just mascara and eyeliner smudged under my eyes.

Wow girl you look great. I cynically stated to myself. My hair was a ratted mess and I patted it down so that it wouldn't stick up so much.

I suddenly realized with a start that I was in a strange house, and the conversation from last night with Usui rambled through my mind. You can't go home and you're alone with Usui! He had killed two people for me! Where was Usui? I thought.

I grabbed for a wash cloth that had been hanging to my left. I rinsed it out and washed my face vigorously with the dampened cloth. I looked up. My face had taken on a red glow after my assault with the wash cloth.

I looked down at my now rumpled clothing and cringed. My clothes were dirty and still held the faint smell of bleach from what had happened earlier in the café. I wanted a shower so bad but I realized that I still didn't know my situation and cautiously made my way out of the bathroom and to the bedroom door.

I gently turned the knob and poked my head out the door. I saw a faint glow coming from the left side of the room and to get a better look I cautiously inched closer to the room that was engulfed in a faint glow. I looked around the corner and gasped. It was Usui. He was sitting slouched down in a chair at the kitchen table, shoes off, one leg stretched under the table and the other propped up against a chair. He looked so serious AND handsome and he was messing with something.

All I could hear was a click, click, click and I realized that the black metallic object was the same gun he had used when we were back at the café. I felt my eyes widen and realized that he must be pretty good with guns to be able to do all of that. I was mesmerized. I watched as he expertly flicked the pieces together and threaded some bullets into the magazine. There were so many things I wanted to know but instead of assaulting him with a barrage of questions, I just stood there and watched him. He must have sensed my presence because he looked up and his eyes softened before he spoke.

"Misaki. You're awake. How do you feel?" he stated with a look of concern.

"I must have been tired" I stated the obvious.

"You ready to talk now?" he asked. I shivered. Was I ready? Did I really want to know what was going on?

"Yes" I stated uneasily

He must have seen my concern and my worry. He had been staring at me and I couldn't get a read on him.

"You might want to sit down" he said as he stood up and pulled a chair out from underneath the kitchen table. He gestured to the chair and I gingerly walked over and sat down. I looked up at him expectantly as he went back over to his own chair and sat down. He ran his hand through his hair, put the remaining pieces to the gun aside and looked at me. It was an intense stare but I couldn't back down. I stared back. Emerald eyes locked in my own golden one's. I waited until finally he clenched his jaw as if he was unsure as to how to respond and then

"Your family Misaki was made up. Your sister is not your sister and your mom is not your mom". I let this news sink.

"What do you mean" I asked shocked. My mom, sister and even my gambling dad. They were all fake?!

"How" I asked calmly even though I was shaking inside. I needed an explanation. A good one before I jumped to anymore conclusions. He looked upset and his eyes looked up at me with sympathy.

"You were born into the Mitsuhido family. Have you heard of them?" he stated. He didn't wait for my reply as he continued.

"Fifteen years ago your family sent you away to keep you safe. They had been attacked by a faction that wanted to wipe out your entire family and had even attempted a kidnapping scheme when you were young to use you as leverage against your father, Otoma Mitsuhido. Unfortunately your mother was killed and your father sent you away so that they could never find you. Otoma Mitsuhido is the genius behind the newest weapon technology and he is the main producer of weaponry for NATO. You were set up with a lady known as the "the swan" who you know as your mother. She is a special operative from your father's organization known as the Shiragurio. Your father is a valuable asset to both NATO and …" he stopped.

He must have seen my face. I was shaking. Probably pale. I couldn't speak. It was far too much for me. I stood and walked stoically back out of the kitchen and into the bedroom that I had occupied the last few hours and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Mom an operative? The "swan"? Really? There's no way?! I covered my face with my hands and my eyes welled up with tears. This cant be happening to me. Mitsuhido? I mentally tried to remember the information that I had read about Otoma Mitsuhido and a bespectacled man in suit with stern but very masculine features came to mind. If I really am his kid how could he just send me away?

I just stared at the sterile white carpet and wondered if Usui had been telling me the truth. I knew deep down that he hadn't lied to me but there was some semblance of hope deep within me that parts of his tale were wrong. I heard a scuffling noise and I looked up at Usui who walked over to me and knelt in front of me. Looking up he lifted my chin and in a tender gesture kissed my forehead.

"I will protect you no matter what" he stated firmly as he rose

Before I could make any remark he gestured to the closet and said.

"There are clothes and other items in there that you can use. Take a shower. You'll feel better and then we can talk some more" he left the room quietly and closed the door.