A/N: Hey, I'm here with another chapter! I think I dragged it a little bit, but hopefully not :P

This one is for DeathBySugarCube, who suggested I stick them in a cramped place. It was a suggestion long ago, and this is a late update, but I hope you're still reading!

Enjoy~

Stuck with You (Misaki's POV)

I didn't know Miyabigaoka had been a sponsor of Seika High. Apparently, when Seika High had decided to transform into a Co-Ed school, it had suffered from a huge loss, and supposedly Miyabigaoka had helped them recover from it. So now, when Tora Igarashi sent me an invite to a party to celebrate 25 years of Miyabigaoka, the Seika High staff insisted I attend it.

"I should go with you" Usui said in a matter-of-fact voice as we walked back home "All your encounters in Mayabigaoka have been disastrous, and I really do not trust Tora Igarashi"

"I'm 16, Usui" I said through gritted teeth "I can take care of myself"

"Sure, honey. And the last time you said that, you ended up dressed like a stripper, almost sexually harassed by Igarashi had it not been for my perfectly timed interruption." he smirked.

I went red "Do you have to bring that up? And besides, it's not like I'll be the only one there! It's a party, like the last time where I met your dad there!"

"And that turned out just fine, didn't it? And just to inform you, it was a Meeting, not a party"

I glared at him "Make fun of me all you want, alien! I'm going there just for Seika High, and I will see if anyone dares to touch me!" and I stomped off, fuming.

XXX

It seemed all of Miyabigaoka's get-togethers involved alcohol and sophistication.

Everyone around me wore serious formal clothing and had wine glasses in their hands while I sipped my Coke. I was in a simple black gown- I had even worn it for the School Dance...I blushed at the memory of Usui and me dancing. How can he come in my mind at times like these?

"Good evening, Miss Ayuzawa..." a voice rasped behind me and I turned to find Tora Igarashi, dressed formally in a suit, smile down at me as his eyes surveyed my dress "My, you look beautiful"

I narrowed my eyes at him "You better keep 5 meters away from me, Igarashi, or I swear won't hesitate to unleash hell upon you. Don't think you can repeat what you did to me before" I said in a low growl.

"Oh...and is that a threat?" he smirked, and ran a finger down my cheek smoothly. I caught his hand in a death grip immeditely, anger boiling inside me- who the heck did he think he was- how dare he touch me after that heinous act of his?

"Yes, it is." I said in a low voice. It was satisfying to see his teeth were gritted as I clutched his hand "And if you know what's best for you, you will know what to do."

Letting go, I swiftly turned around, walking to the far end of the banquet hall.

There weren't many people in here, and leaning against the corner wall stood an antique oak wardrobe. I looked at it- it looked immensely old and large. The piano played could not be heard much from here.

Just then, the most freaky thing happened- a hand reached out from nowhere and grabbed my arm.

"Wha-!" my coke sloshed onto the glass, spilling onto my dress, and before I knew it, I was being pulled inside the wardrobe with surprising strength and the door was being shut.

No way...Tora!...I was going inside my head...Who else could this person possibly be? I struggled madly in the darkness, making quite loud woodden thudding noises.

"HEL-mmph!" I made to shout, but a someone covered my mouth and a familiar voice hissed "Sshh!"

I stopped, my eyes going wide. The scent was also familiar..it was musky and warming and comforting...this person- this person was-

"Usui!" I rounded up on him angrily "What are you doing?"

I could see him from the little light that came in through the slit underneath the wardrobe door. He looked serious and concerned.

"Making sure you are safe and sound. Do you honestly think I would let you go to Miyabigaoka all alone?" he replied, holding my cheeks and looking deeply into my eyes "Thank Goodness you are okay. I couldn't see what Tora was doing to you from my angle- what was he saying? Shall I take care of him?"

I found myself going red under his glare- his touch felt so amazing...some part of me was melting as it realized he had come all the way here just for me...but I pushed that part away forcefully, afraid I would kiss him right then. That is all that alien would want to tease me for decades to come- how I kissed him in a wardrobe.

"What are you doing hiding in a wardrobe, you stalker! And I told you I'd be fine, don't you trust me on this? I'm not a baby, and I definitely don't need your help!" I said and turned, pushing the wardrobe door...

Only it wouldn't open.

I froze. Oh...no way...

I pushed it again.

It wouldn't budge.

"Oh dear..." Usui sighed from behind me "...I seem to have forgotten not to close it completely"

"What do you mean?"

"You see, it lockes automatically once it's closed. As there are no doorknobs or handles on the inside, no one is here to turn it and open the door for us. I had it ajar the whole time because I was spying on you, so it wasn't much of a prob-"

"You mean- I don't- we're locked here? Don't tell me I'm locked in a cupboard!"

"Wardrobe"

"Big difference!" I could hear the faint music of the piano outside, and laughter as the people told each other jokes about the stock market. This one woman earlier had cracked up on a joke she had herself told me,while I had stared at her face blankly.

Why had I even come to this party?

"It's all your fault, you alien! Who told you to stalk me 'til here? And who the heck hides in a wardrobe?"

"My name was not on the list of the invited, so I had to sneak around a little." he mumbeled "C'mon, my Misa, you should appreciate this! I had my life at stake just for my dear girlfriend! Not even a thankyou kiss?" his lips puckered up.

"N-no!" I said, going red and turning to study the door inside. The place smelled of polished wood, I felt like I was in a furniture shop.

"Not even a hug...?"

I looked back at him in the semi-darkness, sighing "Thankyou, Usui"

"Awwwww, I can go to the end of the world for that..Now see, wasn't that hard, right? How about a ki-"

"Shut up!" I looked back at the door "I guess we'll just have to bang on the door until they realize we're in here. I don't think theyll notice otherwise, this thing is so far towards the end of the hall..."

"Oh.." Usui found his voice again"-just to remind you, before you bang the place down, your dear boyfriend wasn't invited, so if they open the door and Igarashi finds me here, he will not miss the opportunity to press charges against me for gatecrashing."

"No, he won't. Your dad is major sponsor here" I frowned.

"And my dad would mind if I'm guilty of doing something juveline why? It's all the more reason for him to force me out of Seika High."

"I don't care!" I relied shortly, raising my hand up to bang the doors "You brought this upon yourself!"

"Ofcourse I did, honey" he smirked.

I stared into the semi-darkness, my hand still raised. A breeze of cool air flowed inside, hitting my face lightly.

"Call for help, prez. They won't know otherwise." he teased me, stuffed up against behind me.

Damn, I cursed. I could imagine Tora's ridiculously smirking face widening as he helped us out of the wardrobe and gave Usui The Evil Eye. And then Mr. Walker announcing loudly how Usui was inflluenced by the boys at Seika High that made him gatecrash in here. And then Tora telling Usui on his face how he was going to sue him for trying to come inside a strictly invited-only party.

I sighed "You win"

I dropped my hand, shifting in the wardrobe against Usui's body. Although it was small, this thing was really comfortable and cozy. I felt Usui's ruffled-up clothes close to me, and went pink in the silence and darkness where the piano played a faded, slow tune and I was crushed against his chest, yet it felt so- it felt so- so...warm.

"I knew my Misa would go soft in the end!"

"Shut up and think of another way to get out!" .

"I already have" he took his phone out. The light lit up his face..for a moment I just crouched there, gazing up at him. He typed a few buttons and then snapped his phone shut "Done. Kanou is on his way over to rescue us"

I blinked "Kanou? Why him?"

"He was the first one I could get my hands on. He seemed to be busy with Yukimura in some way, but I'm sure I wasn't of that much trouble. He says he's coming over to the party as the representative of the male population of Seika High."

Oh...God "You're kidding me."

There was silence as he shifted over, making a soft thud on the hollow wodden doors. I clutched a rod above my head and adjusted my position, only to end up even more closer to him. He was breathing slowly...I could almost hear his heartbeat against my arm in the silence and trapped air inside the wardrobe.

"Who puts a wardrobe in a party hall anyway?" I went bitterly.

"This place does, as we are the living witnesses. All we can do is wait for Kanou to get here, I suppose" Usui said. Our shoulders were crushed against each other's.

I touched my dress gingerly "Oh, God, my dress is all wet and sticky because of the Coke. This is all your fault, Usui! Why did you have to come out here? I was not going to end up murdered!"

"I can expect worse things from Tora" he replied darkly "He gets to one's mind"

"Well, he's definitely gotten into yours." I retorted, wiping the front of my dress.

Usui looked down at my dress from where he was sitting and smirked "You can always remove it if it's bothering you so much. I promise I won't look-"

"P-Pervert!" I went pink and hit him hard on the head, blushing furiously.

"Incidentally, isn't this the dress you wore on our School Dance?" he asked, dodging.

"Yes" I mumbled "I don't have the money to buy different dresses for different occasions. You've ruined it now, so it doesn't really matter…"

"Oh, Misa, I can always buy you a new one! You just have to ask for it- I would love to see you in more of dresses like these, they really do suit you…."

I looked away, blushing. Suddenly it felt very hot in the conjusted atmosphere of the wardrobe as I sat next to him, my legs folded up to my knees. "When is Kanou going to get here?"

"He just texted me." Usui said, raising his phone and read aloud "He saya-'Just out of curiosity, how did you end up in a wardrobe?'"

"Tell him to mind his own business and come down here!"

Usui chuckled "The story is too long to enclose in a text, I suppose" he said, typing a series of words into his phone and hitting send.

"I thought you'd be invited" I said, frowning "You're Mr. Walker's son, aren't you?"

"After how I defended you last time and kept such a close eye on everybody, I think Tora prefers it if I do not interfere in his attempts to rape you "

I stared up at him "W-what?"

He shrugged "It's true." And then he wrapped an arm around me "But I can't allow Tora to do that, now would I?"

"Nobody's gonna rape me, you alien!" I cried "I'd like to see them try! I'll be fine, so there's no need to go around hiding in wardrobes to ensure my safety!"

His head tilted to one side as he smiled down at me…sometimes I really do forget just how adorable he looks when he does that, like a small puppy dog it makes all my anger melt away...

"Aww..was Ayuzawa worried I would be caught?"

I looked away.

"I don't need someone else to take care of me. I'm not a baby girl, Usui "

I hated it when people got protective of me, thinking they were the only ones who knew what was best. Why did everyone have to think like they had to take care of me all the time?

"Of course you aren't" he smiled from beside me in the semi-darkness. It was peculiarly peaceful, sitting inside a wardrobe as the music played faintly outside, I felt somewhat distant to the party and more comfy in here, next to the guy I hated to admit I cared about. I could feel his hands slide into mine, but I didn't let go.

Sometimes, I guess, I could give myself a break and let my 'girlish' emotions show.

"You are perfectly capable of looking after yourself, Ayuzawa. But that is not going to stop me from keeping an eye out anyway. It's not my fault I love you"

I was blushing too much!

Well, atleast he couldn't see me.

"And of course that cute blush of yours! I know you are completely red right now."

Damn!

"Thanks then" I muttered "Thanks, I…...I…"

"I- what?" he prompted me. I looked up at him with the world full of loathing. His green eyes twinkled from the light flowing in from the creaks of the door- he was enjoying himself, wasn't he? That stupid….

"I…" I sighed "I…love you too"

"See? Ah, I am so happy you finally said those words to me, Misa! I can die in peace now. No, no ofcourse not…still so many things to do with you.."

I pushed him off "Don't you dare-!" He collided hard with the walls, making a loud thunking sound "God, with all these noises, still no one's realized we're inside? How loud can the piano be?"

Usui shifted , nursing a bruised head and came to wrap an arm around my shoulders. Despite everything, warmth seeped through me...

"I've discovered if one has enough amount of alcohol, and attractive people of the opposite sex, one does not notice the old rickety wardrobe in the corner."

I groaned.

When was Kanou going to come?

XXX

10 attempts by Usui to kiss me and I had finally given in on his 11th attempt.

Usui leaned against the inside of the wall of the wardrobe, kissing me as I gingewrly adjusted myself on his lap. There was a ruffling sound, but I just kissed him back with the same passion, feeling his lips melt against mine. The air was somewhat conjusted inside, but nobody outside had noticed.

We had heard Tora announce that they would be cutting the cake now and everyone, we assumed, would've gone to the centre of the hall, where the huge chandelier hung off the ceiling.

I held Usui close to me as he ran his hands up and down my back. I felt kind of drunk, like I could completely lose myself in the heat, when all of a sudden, there was a loud click! and lights flooded in.

"Uh...guys?"

Kanou stood against the open wardrobe door, blinking up at us.

"...Shall I come back later?"

I broke away from Usui in an instant "Of course not!" I climbed out of the wardrobe "I was dying in there!"

There was a crowd of people busy clapping far off in he center of the hall, we weren't even noticeable.

"Well…"Kanou's skeptical voice sounded "…you didn't particularly look like you were dying..."

"Hello, you took your time, didn't you?" Usui smiled, climbing out after me.

Kanou threw him a dark look "Be happy that I came. I had to hypnotize the guards outside. They said only one Seika HIgh representative was on the Invited list, and she was already in. How did you get in if you weren't invited?" he asked Usui.

Usui gestured to his clothes- I looked at his attire- he wore aloose sweatshirt and trackpants "I came before the party started. I said I was the flower guy. Sorry, Misa-" he looked apologetically at me "-I couldn't get a rose for you, all of them were used up for pillars and-"

"I don't care, get out of here before they notice you!"I interrupted, turning around.

I heard Usui sigh behind me and tell Kanou "It's a good thing I'm not paranoid or I would think she was ignoring me"

"You might want to give me some explanations on the way back" Kanou replied.

I was striding my way back to the crowd, my heels clicking behind me as both of them snuck around the corners and slipped away from the back room.

I turned one last time and saw Usui look back, wink at me and then disappear out the door.

A/N:...The End...let me know if there are any spelling/grammatical mistakes. I hope it wasn't too long and boring. Tell me your suggestions (:

Hope you liked it, DeathBySugarCube and thanks everybody for reading!

-Until next time!

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