A/N: Thanks for the reviews, people :)

Here's another fic that came to me when I was surrounded by this gang of stupid skaters ( I kicked ass, by the way, with the help of a few friends ;)

Although I hardly think that someone should think of a Maid-sama fic while fighting.

Don't judge me..*growls* -bark bark.

'Kay, I went crazy-

Hope you find this descriptive! ~

Down The Alleyway (3rd Person POV)

Misaki heaved a relieved sigh. Finally, the day was over and she was free to leave. The next day was Sunday, which meant 24 hours of doing nothing but relax. She quickly changed from her maid uniform and came out into the open night sky. It was a full moon night and the sidewalk street was lit up by streetlamps as she walked home. Everything was surprisingly quiet.

Misaki felt a pang of sadness and worry shoot through her. Usui hadn't waited for her to finish her work like he usually did. Did something happen to him, or was he suddenly not interested in her anymore? It made sense- after all, she was poor and all she did was yell and hit him anyway.

She kept on walking, thinking about him. Damn that alien! Now he couldn't even stay out of her thoughts? Was she that dependant on him?

Keep away…distract yourself….her mind cried, but his smirking face would keep on coming back to her mind.

Then a distraction came. She could hear distant yells and the voice of some people laughing ruthlessly. It came from down an alleyway, she was sure it was one of those rowdy boy-gangs picking on some helpless pedestrian again and she fastened her pace, walking towards the alleyway with no fear.

It wasn't until she saw a crowd of well-dressed high-school boys surrounding someone she couldn't see that she stopped.

A familiar voice said "And you're Misaki's boyfriend, aren't you…?

She froze. The voice was undoubtedly Tora Igarashi's, and he'd said "Misaki's boyfriend", so the one they'd be surrounding must be….

"Usui!" she cried.

Igarashi turned and looked at Misaki with his piercing eyes and smirked "Ah….the sweet little maid is here to save the day!"

Now that Igarashi had moved, she could see Usui standing there, his face unmistakeably handsome- only now he supported a deep purple bruise on his left cheek.

He looked at Misaki and sighed "You're so troublesome, my Misa" he mumbeled "Always in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"Wha-what do you mean? They hit you!" she cried indignantly.

Usui smiled and leaned back coolly against the wall- Misaki caught his ever so slight wince and knew he was in pain- and said "Well, I figured since they were plotting on taking you on while you came out of your café in that beautiful, revealing dress, I had to do something as your boyfriend."

She gritted her teeth, slightly pink, and turned around with her fist raised to punch Igarashi but he caught her wrist and pulled her towards him.

He grinned and lowered his head, his lips almost touching hers and a death grip on her waist when came Usui's quiet growl "Very wrong move, Igarashi." And out of nowhere came a fist and knocked Igarashi out cold.

"Ta-Takumi.." Misaki stuttered, looking up at the blonde boy who pulled her tightly against his chest, smiling (and slightly wincing), and saying "Yep. You are just so troublesome."

She went red.

"You will not get away after hitting our president like that!" the horde of Miyabigowka boys advanced onto the two.

Usui smirked "It seems, my Misa, that we'll have to kick some major ass."

Misaki smirked back "I agree whole-heartedly…"

XXX

The streetlight flickered onto the sidewalk as two people walked on the lonely street. It was dark and the clock was striking ten. Misaki helped Usui to walk, his right arm was around her neck and she put her left arm behind his back to support him.

"Usui, you idiot." She hissed, panting.

"Are you tired?" he asked, worry flashing across his green eyes "Let's sit sown for a while, come on-"

She helped him onto the bench that stood directly under the streetlamp, and then sat down next to him. He was breathing heavily, extremely bruised and felt hot: literally hot. She was sure he had developed fever.

Although they had been able to defeat those Miyabigowka boys, he hadn't been able to go unharmed. Misaki looked down at the ground guiltily. It was her fault again. Every time someone would advance on her to punch or hurt her, Usui would shield her and take the hit himself so she could be safe. It was as if Usui was the one who saved her day all the time.

He sat there right now, bruises all over him and a limp in his right ankle. It was all her fault.

"Usui..I-I'm so- so sorry..and-"she mumbeled, choking on tears."-and - thank-you.."

She was answered with a soft moan. She looked up at him to find his eyes closed and head nodding off.

"U-Usui..get up! I-I'll take you back to-to your place, you shouldn't- I can't- but I-" she stammered helplessly, but his head nodded off and he fell on her shoulder softly, breathing deeply.

His hot breath fell on her arm and he had a possessive arm around her clumsily. She smiled as she watched his lips turn into a comical 'O' shape. His blonde hair swayed to the breeze gently, and he let out a small snore.

She laughed, and gazed at him, eyes softened.

"You know what- on second thoughts, let's just stay like this for sometime…"

XXX

A/N: There it is. Hope u liked it, and please review, as always!
If you have any suggestions, PM if you want (your ideas matter, although I have a few storylines of my own, but still)

Thanks for reading! :)

~ Sayonara! XD