Okay, first and foremost, I am super ultra, mega sorry for not making Misaki as Usui's fiancé. Please do understand that it's what makes the story more interesting. So to make it up to you, I thought of a plot for another TakuMisa fanfic where Misaki is now Usui's fiancé. Well, sort of. I'll try and start it but I won't post it yet. Not until I reach a hundred reviews for this story mwahahaha! Just kidding. I'll post it when I feel like it. Tell me, should I or should I not?

Mystery: Pinoy ka rin pala?! O.o Sorry kung hate mo si Chiyo para kay Usui. Gusto ko lang naman gawing mas exciting ang story ko hahahaha. Anyway, salamat sa suporta na binibigay mo sa story na ito kahit hindi mo gusto si Chiyo hahaha.

Guest 1: Thanks for liking the short interview corner and thanks for trusting me in this one. I'll try my best as not to let you down with this fanfic.

Guest 2: That's a first-a dramatic story being cute hahaha. Thanks though.

Guest 3: Uhmm, please read on. There's kind of a twist coming up in the later chapter, I guess. I'll be doing my best so I won't disappoint you.

zairaswift: Wow, what great imagination. Sorry but it's not really like that. They're not connected. Chiyo's from a rich family unlike Misaki and there's no supernatural something in this story. It's purely drama with a bit of humor. Hahahaha. ^^

Rollercoaster of Hearts- Chapter Four

For the nth time I'm asking you this, when will you leave me alone?!" Takumi roared. Never in his life was he this annoyed over something, no, rather someone. He's exasperated to the point of pulling all his hair out of his scalp. Yes, he'd rather go bald if it means she'll leave him the hell alone. What did his mother even tell this witch that made her go all pushy with him? What's it to her if he doesn't study? What's it to her if he doesn't learn anymore? What's it to her? He'd die just to let someone answer those questions.

"And for the nth time I'm answering you this, I'll leave you alone providing you agree on what I said," came her answer. She was standing in front of him feeling all mighty with her arms crossed over her chest. She won't give up that easily even if it meant fighting him tooth and nail. She'd do anything to please Patricia.

"Correction. It's not what 'you say', it's what mom ordered you to say."

"Whatever. So, do you agree or not? All I need is a simple yes or no but please do know I'm bugging you for the rest of the day if ever you give me a no for an answer," Misaki voiced out in a strict manner. She needed to do this no matter how much her blood's boiling. She never knew someone could be this stubborn. If it's her in his position, heck she'd never say no to the opportunity of getting to study yet this stupid blonde brat thinks too high of himself to refuse such an offer. She knows she just has to keep her temper low for another hour or so. He'll give in eventually if she just pursues this persuasion.

"Damn. You are stubborn."

"I could say the same to you. Why do you even bother listening to my mother anyway? I'm sure she's just using you."

"I listen to her because she's important to me and what I'm doing isn't called 'being used'. It's a promise I made with her. I do it not because she forced me to but because I want to. Now, back to business, do you or do you not want to study?"

"Ughh! Drop that topic already! For goodness' sake! You're irritating!" Takumi was already at his limit. He swears. One more annoying word about studying and stuffs and he might just lose it. No one can blame him if a body of a dead raven-haired girl comes floating along a river the next day. Well, that's just an exaggeration for his anger. He could never kill someone other than himself.

"Why are you being like this?"

"Being what? Being handsomely perfect?"

"Aside from being so full of yourself, you're being…"

"Being what?" he asked again. She looked down and he's pretty sure he heard right what she murmured. "You're being mean to me. You were nice the other day."

Was he? He was caught off guard by that. Damn this girl is erratic-one moment she's annoying then the next moment she's…sweet? Did she really think of him as nice during their short meeting while she's at work? Almost in a flash, memories came flooding back in his mind vaguely.

"You think I'm nice?"

"Yeah, it's our second time meeting but I think you're really nice. Can we be friends?"

"Chiyo…"

Misaki looked up, meeting those emeralds that shined all the more with the sunlight directly beaming in this beautiful rose garden in the Walker mansion. She almost forgot to breathe for second. "You said something?"

"N-no…I…I don't know," she was shocked, no, astonished to be precise. It was the first time hearing him stutter-unsure of what he's going to say. He was more of a direct to the point person. Yes, that's what she thought but she guessed she thought wrong. His mother's right. He is different. He's totally unpredictable, erratic. She was rendered speechless as of the moment. She doesn't know what the right words to say to him. Not when the atmosphere suddenly grew thick between them. It's awkward really. He suddenly became all dejected and she hasn't had the slightest idea why. Did she say something wrong? Did he not like it when people call him nice? Maybe that's it.

"I-I mean, you were not really nice but it was close to it. Uhmm, you were…uhh…friendly. Yeah, friendly unlike that boy I saw trying to jump of the window."

Takumi noticed it. She was taking it back. It wasn't his intention to confuse her. It wasn't his intention to let her take care of his mental problems about Chiyo. Now composed a little, Takumi averted his eyes from her and said, "Don't take it back. It's not your fault. I was just reminded of something."

Now Misaki is not only astonished. She's impressed. How can one person change his demeanor in a matter of seconds? She's not being rude but is he an alien or something? He sure is freaking her out with all the sudden mood switches.

A small 'yeah' was what she managed to say. Her mind's blank. She never felt this nervous talking to a boy before. She's never felt this weird. It's her first time being in such an awkward situation and she doesn't know what she needs to do to break away from it. The only thing she hopes is that he does.

"I'll do it."

"Huh?"

"I said I'll do it."

"Do what?"

"Are you dumb or something? You were bugging me about it for hours and now you forgot what it is?!"

Okay, now it's back to him being rude for Misaki. Honestly, she sometimes really wanted to punch this guy if only he's not Patricia's son. He should feel lucky for that.

"So you mean you'll study?"

"I don't have to repeat myself."

Misaki should have been happy she finally managed to get him to agree only if not for the thoughts that's occupying her mind as of the moment. In them, she was thinking of a hundred ways on 'How To Kill A Takumi'. Heck, it's funny.

"What are you smiling for? You look like an idiot. Stop that."

"I was actually thinking of ways to kill you," she broke the grin she realized was on her face and mocked him instead. Well, it's not actually fully considered as mocking knowing it's really what was on her mind.

"What was that?"

"I don't have to repeat myself," she repeated his words. He let out a scowl. Oh how she enjoyed teasing him. It's not bad to get him back at his rudeness to her once in a while.

"That's my line."

"So? There's no law that says I can't use those exact words. We're in a free country."

"Fuck, you are annoying."

"I'll take that as a compliment," Misaki replied with a smug grin on her face after seeing his frown. Maybe babysitting this idiot wasn't that bad after all. She gets to have fun in the process. It's been a long time since she felt being enjoyed. Watching boys suffer pleases her.

. . . . .

"So Takumi, how was Misaki?" Patricia asked as they were having their family dinner if you can ever call it one. Only Patricia and Takumi were present. Gerard was out in Hokkaido for a business conference while Yuu was in the city, having an important meeting.

"Don't ask me. You know her better than I do."

"C'mon. You know I'm asking about your personal reaction about her."

"You'd throw that butter knife at me if I told you," the lad mumbled as an answer as if having the intention of not letting it be heard by his mother. Of course, the outcome of his actions was quite the opposite with Patricia's preferably good sense of hearing.

"I might just throw this if you continue being like that to me. It's already a month Takumi. Learn to move on."

He knows. He knows too well where this conversation is getting so as not to let it go further, he decided to bring back the previous topic. "Misaki's nice." The last word seemed to give that bitterness to his system as he uttered it. It slipped. It never occurred to him that he'd describe her that way knowing it'll bring up the past once again.

"You think I'm nice?"

"Yeah, it's our second time meeting but I think you're really nice. Can we be friends?"

Takumi shut his eyes in order to calm his raging nerves unaware of the pair of eyes watching him intently with concern and worry reflected from it. Patricia knew what his son was thinking and is going through right now so she decided to go with his flow anyway.

"Really? I knew Misaki was a nice girl. You should befriend her."

"Whatever. Anyway, during our talk, she kept asking me to study again which I immediately guessed was your idea."

Patricia giggled at Takumi's tone as if he was more mature than her.

"Yeah. I asked her to do it for me. So? What about it?"

"I…"

"You?"

"I agreed."

Patricia almost choked at her food upon hearing his son's statement. Takumi raised a brow. "That easily?"

"What's wrong with that? She was being too pushy."

"I thought you'd fight tooth and nail with her just to decline. I never imagined that you'd give up that easily. And hey, I was being too pushy about it too. How come you never agreed on me?"

Yeah, how come he never agreed on his mother yet managed to do so on some random girl whom he just met for a few times? Takumi didn't know how to reply to that. He, himself didn't know the exact answer.

"I don't know. I guess she was annoying."

"Everyone who's pushy is annoying to you, Takumi."

"She's loud."

"I'm loud."

"She's weird."

"You once told me and Gerard that we're weird."

"She's…short?"

Patricia sniggered at her son's word earning a glare from him. "Really? What kind of answer is that?"

"I don't know. You tell me. I can't think of anything else to say."

"You mean you can't think of any other excuse to cover the truth?" she asked. She understands her son damn well to see that he's hiding something and all she wants is to make him spit it out. What kind of mother would she be if she doesn't know how to let her son open up to her? Yeah, a bad one.

"Fine. I agreed because she reminded me of Chiyo. There. Happy?"

Patricia was shocked with his all too sudden honesty. As far as she can remember, Takumi has never been this open before. He never tells anyone what's on his mind even Chiyo. It'll be up to them to figure it out for themselves. After she got over her shock, a contented smile graced her lips. "Very much so. If that's the case then, do you want to be with her?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"A good one. Now, answer it. Do you or do you not want to be with her."

Takumi let out a deep breath before answering, "I don't."

"But I thought…"

"She reminds me of her. I don't want that. You kept telling me to move on, right? How can I do that when I'm constantly seeing her in that girl?"

She nodded. It's no use arguing. Once Takumi says something, he means it. She just has to keep it a secret to Takumi about the promise she made with Misaki. It's not like he'll die if she takes care of him, right? It'll only be for the weekends when Misaki's free from school.

. . . . .

"I'm home!"

"Welcome back, Onee-chan," Suzuna greeted with her emotionless tone while glancing up from the television to meet her sister's eyes.

"Yeah. Where's Sakura?"

"She's at the mall."

"What is she doing there?"

"Shopping for her project."

"Oh. Have you eaten yet?"

"Nope. Why are you asking me that? Do you plan on cooking?"

"You know I don't know how to cook," Misaki replied rolling her eyes. Sometimes she just hates it when she's reminded of her incapability with kitchen stuffs. It made her worry about how she'll cook for her husband in the future. That is if she ever gets one. It's hard finding the right guy for her when all she does is yell and scream at almost every guy in school.

"I was just joking. I'm cooking."

Misaki shook her head in disbelief before heading to her own room. She just can't believe Suzuna even knows how to crack a joke because every time she says she's joking, her face always oppose to it with its nonchalant expression that seemed to be stuck there forever. But it can't be helped. She's her sister and she loved her even when she seems like she doesn't give a care in the world. She's the only real family she has left and she learned to cherish her with all her everything even if it means being keen to her weirdness. That's what sisters are for to anyway-coping with each other despite some difference.

. . . . .

"Lalalala~" Sakura sang as she skipped her way over to the only bookstore located inside the mall. She managed to enlighten her mood with some random humming or songs even when her body is dead tired after hours of shopping the materials for her killjoy of a project. This is one of the reason she loathed school the most. They would get to make them do stupid stuffs such as homeworks, projects, and activities that aren't even needed once they finally settle in a job in the future. Once she reached the store, she stood by the entrance as if taking in every detail of the outside of the store. She slowly made her way in but before she knew it, she came crashing down the floor with a loud thud feeling the entrance door hitting her square in the face.

"Oow!" Sakura groaned as she gently massaged her face that possibly was now distorted.

"Oh my gosh. I'm sorry, miss. Are you okay? I didn't know you were there. Sorry," someone apologizes whose voice clearly belongs to that of a boy.

"Do you think I'm okay after I…" Sakura retorted but was suddenly got lost for words when she came face to face with a boy which she can probably tell was about her age with short spiky blonde hair and reddish brown eyes. He was looking at her gently which caused her to blush and look away.

"I'm sorry," he repeated, handing out a hand for her to hold which she took without any hesitation, her flirtatious side getting the best of her. Sakura stood up and brushed her skirt before facing him again. In her mind, she can't help but think of how he reminded her so much of her the prince charming in her dreams. The thought made her giggle to herself.

"Miss?"

"Uhh, yeah? I'm sorry too. I…I should've watched where I'm going. Uhmm, so I b-better go now," Sakura replied with a few stuttered words. She's feeling nervous around this boy all of a sudden. It's a first for her. She's usually easygoing around men with her cheerful and friendly attitude.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Y-yeah."

"Doesn't seem like that to me. Your nose is bleeding."

"W-what?!"

. . . . .

The door opened and Misaki immediately jumped up from the sofa greeting the newly arrived person who she's quite sure was her friend.

"Sakura! Where have you been? I was worried sick! I thought something happened to you. It's already seven in the evening and…Oh my God! What happened to your nose?!" Misaki frantically mumbled as she went over her friend by the door. She felt relieved knowing she got home but at the same time, felt irritated with the cut in her nose which she just noticed when she came up close with Sakura.

"Calm down, Misaki. It's just a small cut. I just got it when I got hit by the door of the bookstore."

"You got hit by a freaking door?! Who did this?! Tell me and I'll kill that person!" Misaki was fuming with rage after knowing what happened. For her, anyone who hurts Sakura needed to be eliminated and she means it literally.

Sakura raised her arms, waving them in the air in defeat. "Relax. It's no big deal…"

"How can that be no big deal?!"

"I'm fine, aren't I?" the brunette assured which somehow helped lower Misaki's anger meter by a mere percent. Misaki squared her shoulders and glared.

"Yes, you're fine but your nose isn't. Tell me who did this."

"My prince charming."

"Okay so…WHAT?!"

"My prince charming," Sakura repeated with a dreamy look on her face. She can't help but reminisce once more the features of her Kuuga-kun. Yes, she's possessive even when they're not together. She can't be blamed. It was love at first sight for her even when their meeting wasn't that normal.

"You can't be serious," the raven-haired challenged. She is so not going to believe it. It's a joke. Sakura's making fun of her.

"I'm serious."

"Okay, tell me, what kind of prince charming would hit your nose with a door?"

"The hot one."

"Be serious!"

"I am," a pout formed Sakura's lips as she tried convincing Misaki that she's telling the truth. "Besides, he was really sweet."

"What's so sweet about hitting you with a door?"

"Not that. I mean he was sweet because he took me to his car to treat my wound. He even drove me home."

"You went inside a car owned by someone you barely even knew?!" Misaki was fuming again. She can't imagine how reckless Sakura was. Sakura's a girl-a helpless one! What if that guy was a complete pervert? What if he really was a stalker? What is he's an alien?

"Sorry but he was nice." Misaki cringed at the word 'nice'. It brought her back to the feeling she had during her talk with Takumi back at the garden. She shrugged the thought away immediately and went back on Sakura who had that pleading look on her face, pleading for her to understand.

"Don't do that again."

"Aye aye! I won't do it again if it's not him."

Misaki shot a deadly glare towards her friend who immediately brought up a peace sign.

"He's my prince charming."

"Prince charming or not, you don't know him yet."

"That's why I need more time to know him better."

"Shut up, Sakura. You're not seeing that guy. End of conversation." She can't just hand out Sakura to this guy she's talking about. She needs to know him first. She'll be the judge if he qualifies to be with her friend or not. That's why Sakura never had a boyfriend ever since she met Misaki. All those boys she introduced to Misaki always end up being rejected after a matter of ten minutes of talking.

"Suzuna! Misaki's mean to me!" Sakura exclaimed as she came running towards the kitchen leaving Misaki to roll her eyes. Here's another childish person she had to deal with.

This is kind of shorter since the last one's longer. Hahahaha. Thanks for taking the time to read this.

Interview Corner!

Me: Welcome back dear readers! It's me again, your one and only host, Goddess-chan! ;) Today, we will be having very special guests. Please all welcome…(drumroll)…Patricia and Gerard Walker!

*Applause, Cheers, Bla Bla Bla*

Me: Good day to the both of you.

Gerard and Patricia: Good day to you too.

Me: So, how was the development of the story for you two? And what are your guesses about what'll happen in the later chapters? Do you mind sharing them with us?

Patricia: Oh not at all. Well for me, the story's getting interesting. I can't believe Takumi's a lovesick fool here. As for my guess, it'll have to be that Misaki will fall in love with Takumi.

Me: (-_-) Patricia-san, that's quite obvious with the story's summary?

Patricia: Oh really? *giggles* I didn't know. I don't read summaries. I see any TakuMisa story and I'll read immediately.

Me: Wow, you're quite a shipper. How about you Gerard? Same set of questions.

Gerard: The story's good but I should get more airtime.

Me: I'll think about that.

Gerard: Thank you. For my guess, it would have to be that Tora will appear in the later chapters.

Me: (-_-) What is wrong with you people? I already mentioned Tora will appear in this story in my Author's note in the previous chapters. I reckon it was during the first chapter.

Gerard: I didn't know. I don't read Author's notes. They're boring.

Me: I'll pretend I didn't hear that. Now, last question for both of you. What do you think of Usui's attitude here?

Gerard: Usui? Who's that?

Me: Oh right. I mean Takumi.

Gerard: Oh. I honestly think he's being too much of an emo. I wanted to see him in a much livelier way.

Me: I'm sorry but I can't deal with that. It's part of the story. Anyway, that's just your opinion. I don't give a damn about it.

Gerard: You asked yet you don't even give a damn?

Me: Duhh! I needed to ask. It's in my cue card. How about you Patricia?

Patricia: I'll have to agree with Gerard on this one. Takumi's being too emotional. Can't you lessen it a bit?

Me: (-_-') To hell with that. Whatever. Please say the closing now. We're running out of time.

Patricia: Of course. Readers, please don't forget to review or follow this story. Every support you give counts.

Gerard: Yes and please do watch out for the next chapter as well as the more chapters to come. We'll be seeing you in the future then.

Me: Honestly, I'm not inviting you guys in this interview corner again. I hated your comment about Takumi's attitude. (-_-) He's grieving for goodness' sake! Who wouldn't be emotional when your fiancé died BECAUSE OF YOU?!

Gerard and Patricia: *hold out peace signs*