Story: Letters Of Love
Chapter: H Is For A Haunter Hamburger
Authoress: The Akuma's Sakura Violin
Rating: K+
A/N: Miss me? Thank the super quick reviewers (First review just five minutes and four seconds after posting!) For this speedy update!
As mentioned previously, I had an idea that included Pokemon, but the super quick reviewer, Betstar, suggested the word hamburger, and that gave me ANOTHER great (Well... at least I think it's great...) idea. Then, when I checked my mail... BOOM! All these Pokemon name suggestions! I was quite surprised when lots of you suggested Haunter because... well, that's the Pokemon that sprang the idea...
Anyway! This chapter is dedicated to Betstar, oz and ooamekiko for their awesome suggestions!
On with the story!
Japanese words you need to know!
Itadakimasu = Thanks for the food (Said before eating)
Arigatou = Thank you
Gomen = Sorry
Kawai = Cute
Baka = Idiot
WARNING: This story's length is longer than usual, because, as previously stated, it's infused two ideas into one.
Disclaimer: As kick-ass as my Empoleon and Luxray may be, I don't own Pokemon, and the fact that my writing time is severely damaged by homework should suffice as a disclaimer for the fact that I don't own 'Kaichou wa Maid-Sama!'.
~A Haunter Hamburger~
~Flashback~
"You always have the best timing...don't you Usui?" Misaki looked back up at Usui, who was holding her waist from behind.
"Hmm... it would seem so I guess," he replied breezily.
Usui had just pulled Misaki out of the way of a falling book, a thick heavy one, which had fallen off the top of the cupboard in front of them mere moments ago.
"A..arigatou," Misaki muttered, and began to move out of his arms, but was stopped when he wrapped his arms around her.
"Usui?" She questioned, trying to break out of his arms, but they just wrapped around her tighter, until they held her in a vice-like grip.
"Is that all I get?" Misaki froze and stopped struggling when she felt his words tickle her ear.
"A 'Thank-you'?" He cut his eyes up slyly at her, resting his head on her shoulder.
"Wh...what else do you want?" Misaki gulped slightly... she didn't like the way he was looking at her.
"You're coming with me after work tomorrow...dinner at my house. No excuses," And with that, he left a bewildered Misaki standing there, wondering just what in the world she'd just gotten herself into.
~End Flashback~
That was yesterday.
Misaki sighed, glancing at the clock on the wall. Ten minutes until the end of her shift.
She hadn't had work yesterday, and when she'd told her mum she was going to Usui's for dinner after work the next day, she'd just smiled and said: "Have fun!"
What kind of mother says that when their seventeen year old daughter tells them they're going to dinner with some guy from school that they've only met once!
Misaki sighed yet again. It was gonna be a long day...
"Misaki-chan!" Manager-san bounced up to Misaki.
"Manager-san?" Misaki replied, looking at the bouncing, ageless lady in front of her.
"Misaki-chan, come! I have to tell you something!" She waved Misaki towards her as she walked through the curtain separating the kitchen area from the dining area.
Curious, Misaki followed her.
As soon as Misaki stepped inside, she was grabbed by the wrist, a brown paper bag stuffed into her other hand, and shoved into the Maid Latte` bathroom. The click of a lock was heard.
Misaki blinked at the door, then at the bag in her hands, then back at the door again. Then it clicked.
"EHHHHH?" Misaki shouted at the door.
"Gomen Misa-chan! But Usui-san told us he was taking you to dinner tonight, and that he left us in charge of making you look pretty for your date!" Manager chirped happily from the other side of the door, not sounding remorseful at all.
Misaki sighed and rubbed her head, she should of figured out this was coming! Wait...we?
"What do you mean by 'we'?" Misaki called back.
"OHOHOHO! It is none other than me! The great internet idol Aoi-sama! Who else do you think Usui would of put in charge of the important task of making a dress for his date?"
"Aoi-kun?" Misaki asked incredulously, before glancing at the bag in her hands as if it would bite her.
"The one and only!" He confirmed in that 'mightier-than-you' voice of his, "Now hurry up and get changed! We still have to do your hair and makeup! And don't even think of running!"
Misaki cursed under her breath, how did he know what she was thinking?
Heaving yet another sigh, Misaki resigned herself to her fate. Carefully... she reached into the bag, and pulled out the dress.
Misaki's eyes widened in disbelief. It was...
"...amazing..." she whispered, and held it up in front of her.
The dress was made from a soft material, it's colour a warm brown. The sleeves weren't long, and had a slightly ruffled effect to them, put not puffy in the slightest.
It was a V-neck, but not overly open. The back was high.
The whole dress was ruffled, and layered thinly, when one layer finished, another layer started just under the end of the previous, so that the dress simply came down, and didn't puff out, finishing a good few inches short of her knees.
Misaki liked it. It was simple, not fancy, but had an element of elegance to it.
Misaki quickly changed and slipped the dress on, before noticing a warm cream coloured sash that had fallen to the ground. Picking it up, Misaki clipped it around her waist, so that now there was an even three inches of cream between the top and skirt part of the dress.
Checking the bag, she found a pair of brown, thong-like sandals, a round, cream circle connecting the the brown leather bands tied to it.
Not a moment had the sandals been slipped on, did knocking sound from the door.
"Misaki-chan? Are you ready yet?" Came the questioning voice of Manager from the other side of the door.
"Yeah, I am," Misaki turned to face the door as a click was heard, and the door opened.
Aoi and the Manager rushed inside, before stopping at the sight of Misaki.
"IEEEE!" Manager squealed, "Misa-chan looks so kawai!" she gushed, and Misaki blushed slightly, and was about to say something, when she was interrupted by Aoi.
"I knew it! Simpler dresses suit you best!" Aoi said haughtily.
"Aoi," Misaki turned to him, and smiled. "You did a great job at this! You should be a clothes designer! That way, you could make cute clothes for guys like you, as well as nice dresses like these,"
Aoi paused for a moment before blushing slightly and looking down. "You really think so?" He asked shyly (Awww!)
Misaki nodded, "Mm-hmm,"
A bright smile graced Aoi's features, as he looked up at Misaki. "Hehe...thank you! Maybe I will?"
Manager-san was absolutely bursting with happiness, flowers were going everywhere, until she glanced at the time.
"Ahh! So little time left! Honoka-san! Come in and do your thing!"
~10 Minutes Later~
"Done!" Honoka announced cheerfully, and pat herself on the back.
Mascara clad eyelashes fluttered open to face itself.
Misaki's hair had been swept up to the side into a stylishly messy bun, her fringe held back by black bobby-pins.
Eye-liner had been expertly applied, in such a way that you hardly noticed it was there, but made her eyes look bigger, and a light application honey-brown eye shadow adorned her eyelids.
Her lips shined with the light-pink lip gloss that had been carefully and slowly put on her.
Misaki stared at the reflection before her.
Was that really her? She'd never worn make-up before, and the face looked somewhat foreign to her, yet there was hardly any, and she could still clearly see herself. It was looking at someone you hadn't seen for a while. Familiar, and you could tell who it was, but you couldn't quite figure out what was different about them.
Manager poked her head through the door, and giggled childishly at the sight of Misaki.
"Misa-chan, you look so cute!" she squealed. "Now hurry up and go out the back door! Usui-kun is waiting for you!" She pulled Misaki to her feet, chucking a cream-coloured soft-leather shoulder bag at her and ushering her out of the bathroom.
"All your things are in there! Grab your other bag when you come in tomorrow morning for work! It's a Saturday, so you won't need it for school tomorrow anyway!" she rambled as she dragged Misaki along.
Sliding the bags shoulder strap over her shoulder as she was getting dragged forward, Misaki suddenly found herself in front of the back door.
"Good luck and good night Misa-chan!" And with that, Manager-san turned, and bounced on her way.
"Ma...manager-san..." Misaki sweat-dropped, watching the rapidly retreating back of the forever young manager.
The door shut with a "Thud!" and Misaki sighed. It was time to go...
Facing the back door, Misaki took in a deep breath, carefully placed her hand on the knob and...
'Enough of this!' She chided herself, her hand clenched around the knob as she slammed the door open, only to see, there in front of her...
"Usui,"
He looked up from his position, leaning on the wall opposite the door, and took a moment to take Misaki in.
"Yo..." he said softly, standing stock still as he looked at her.
"What..." Misaki blushed, holding her shoulder in a self-conscious manner.
"Nothing..." he chuckled, standing up properly, within a moment, he was standing directly in front of her, "You just look really cute, that's all," He whispered into her ear.
Misaki was blushing full force now, her face bright red.
There was a rustling of fabric, and then a slight wind, and Usui's eyes widened.
"Come on, let's go." Misaki was no longer in front of Usui, but next to, her hand clasped in his as she abashedly looked down.
Usui blinked a few times before smiling.
"Let's," And with that, Usui entwined his fingers with hers, and started walking in the direction of his apartment.
Following him, Misaki glanced up at the guy in front of her.
Usui was dressed in slightly faded blue jeans, a chain hanging out of his pocket. His black shirt had the first few buttons undone so that you could see the silver chain and stylish tribal pendant that he was wearing.
Usui's eyes slided down to look at her, and Misaki quickly looked straight-ahead. She would not be caught looking at Usui, in fact... she wasn't even looking at him!
A chuckle escaped the person beside her, and Misaki's head snapped towards him with a glare.
"What's so funny?" She asked, her voice dripping with venom.
"Kukuku... nothing,"
Misaki huffed, before deciding to ignore it, and looked obstinately ahead.
They continued in silence for about twenty minutes, walking through the street, turning a few corners and past other stores. It wasn't an awkward silence, simply the comfortable silence there is when both of you have nothing important to be said... at least nothing that couldn't wait until later.
"We're here," Usui's voice broke through Misaki's thoughts of Student Council work, and she looked up at the apartment building before her.
"Ah... yea," Misaki replied, before silently following Usui through the automatic doors, into the elevator, out of the elevator, down the hallway, and through his front door once he'd opened it.
Slipping his keys into his pocket, Usui let go of her hand, gesturing for her to sit down on the couch.
"Wait here," he turned towards the kitchen, "I'm just going to cook up dinner,"
Distractedly, Misaki nodded, looking at the magnificent view through the windows.
She heard his footsteps fade, the sound of lights being turned on, and then the sound of something being chopped up.
Heaving a sigh, Misaki curled her legs up beneath her, looking around the room.
The only other piece of furniture in the room was a coffee table, and on that table was...
A metallic black and red Nintendo DS Lite.
Misaki blinked curiously at it, he had one of them? Well, she wasn't really surprised, the guy obviously had to much time and money on his hands...
'I wonder what game he's got in there...' Misaki was curious.
'… Just one peek...' After a few moments of internal debate, Misaki snatched the DS from the table and turned it on.
"Da-ding-di-dan" Went the opening screen, Misaki quickly turned the sound down, before tapping the screen to see what game it was.
Misaki's eyes went wide, there in front of her were the words 'Pokemon Pearl'.
Hesitating slightly, Misaki tapped the game open... she couldn't believe it had that game in it!
Unknown to most of the world, Misaki played Pokemon, it was the only thing she'd accept as a gift, she loved it that much, and it always calmed her down to absolutely obliterate a few NPC's (Non-Playable-Character's) Pokemon when she got stressed or annoyed, and she was good, she had all the Pokemon games, and was waiting for her birthday to get Pokemon platinum, Heart Gold and Soul Silver she'd get next year when Black and White came out, so that the prices would go down, she'd need the upcoming 3D DS then, so that she could play Black and White...
Shaking off her thoughts, Misaki opened Usui's file, (Misaki smirked at his name choice of 'Baka') Misaki scanned through his party Pokemon... his Pokemon were pretty good, an Empoleon of level 63, she noted, and a Haunter... her eyes popped.
'LEVEL 96!' She internally screamed, 'Why in the world hasn't he just traded it with someone to evolve it?'
Then a thought crossed her mind, maybe he had no one to trade with? Misaki had her sister, to whom which she'd given the original DS to, trade and evolve Pokemon with but Usui...?
He had no one.
A soft smile crossed her features, it must be so lonely for him...
Misaki went through his bag boredly for a minute, before coming upon something that caught her eye, and quickly clicking it, changed something, and went out of the bag.
After saving the game, Misaki moved to turn the DS off...but... surely he wouldn't catch her if she played just a little bit? She hadn't been able to play for a while, with all the Council work she'd been getting, and she wouldn't save...
That was all the excuse she needed, and with that, Misaki's fingers left the power switch, and instead began expertly tapping and holding buttons as she relaxed into the couch. It had been too long...
~Ten Minutes Later~
"Sorry for the wait..." Usui called, entering the lounge, only to stop short at the site before him.
Misaki.
On the couch.
Playing his DS.
And if he remembered correctly, he'd left Pokemon Pearl in there...
"Ah!" Misaki's head snapped up, a bright blush forming on her cheeks, she'd been caught!
"A...anou...that's fine..." she quickly moved to turn off the DS, but she was not quick enough.
Usui had grabbed her hand, stopping her from turning off the DS, whilst grabbing it away from her in one fluid motion.
"I wonder what Pres has been doing on my DS this whole time?" he muttered curiously to her, looking her in the eye, before swiftly sitting down next to her, using one arm to restrain her, and his other hand to use the DS.
Usui's eyes widened, she was in the middle of beating Cynthia! And by the looks of it, she'd almost beat her last usable Pokemon! Quickly checking his other Pokemon, he was amazed to find them all healthy and able to battle, he'd never been able to do that!
Checking his items, he found that he actually had more than he had originally...
Eyes wide with shock and surprise, Usui looked down at the girl struggling in his arm beside him.
"What kind of hacks skills do you have?" He asked completely bewildered, how in the world had she gone through the elite four, and (practically)Cynthia in ten minutes?
"Hehe, wouldn't you like to know!" Misaki grinned at Usui, feeling more at ease now that he'd lost his composure somewhat.
Usui blinked for a second, surprised at her smile, before returning it full force,
"Yeah, I would..." he chuckled good naturedly, "Mind showing me some time?" he asked softly, once the chuckled had subsided.
"No problem! I'll bring my DS some time," Misaki laughed as well, while smiling without holding back now, there was something about Usui smiling and laughing with her that made her feel at ease.
Usui laughed along with her for a few moments, until the sound of her stomach growling cut through their laughter.
They both paused for a moment, before breaking out laughing again.
"Come on!" Usui stood up, holding his hand out to Misaki, "Let's eat,"
Misaki smiled up at him, taking his hand.
"Yeah, let's,"
Usui led Misaki to the small table he'd set up close to the windows, the table neatly set out, and a single long-stemmed-rose in the middle of the table, standing out from the silky black table cloth, and white plates, and on those plates...
"Hamburgers?" Misaki gasped incredulously.
"Uhh... yeah," Usui nervously scratched the back of his head, "I didn't think you wanted to wait too long for dinner so..." he shrugged nonchalantly.
Misaki smiled at him softly before replying, "I love hamburgers!"
Usui's eyes went wide again with surprise at the site of Misaki so...free, before he closed his eyes, a smile hinting at the sides of his mouth, before pulling out Misaki's chair.
"Well then, let's eat!" And with a gallant bow, he seated her in the chair, before walking around the table and sitting down in his chair.
"Itadakimasu!" They both chanted, clapping their hands together, before grabbing the burgers on their plates.
Usui let Misaki try her burger first, inconspicuously sipping some water before grabbing his burger once she'd taken a bite.
"So...how is it?"
Misaki's eyes went wide at that first bite.
It was just...
So...
Good!
Chewing slowly before swallowing, Misaki looked at Usui with a slight tinge of admiration in her eyes.
"This... is the best hamburger I've ever tasted..." She stated seriously, looking at him in the eye.
A bright smile placed itself on Usui's face.
"Thanks!" And took a bite himself.
They spent the next hour happily chatting about Pokemon whilst eating, not arguing for probably the first time ever.
After they'd finished, Misaki took one look at the clock, and said she had to leave soon if she was to make the train ride home, so they quickly got up and walked towards the door, grabbing her bag on the way there.
"Well... I had a lot of fun today..." Misaki smiled at Usui, after the way they'd been talking just now, she felt a lot more comfortable around him.
"You should come again someday," Usui said, measuredly, worried she'd get annoyed at him.
Instead she just smiled and replied, "Yeah, I'll bring my DS next time, and we can have that match we were talking about! I'll be expecting to see that you've got Giratina by then..."
Usui laughed at her comment, "You bet!"
"Arigatou! See you on Monday!" And with a wave, she walked down the hallway, and into the elevator, down the elevator, she walked out the door, and down the street for a few moments before glancing back up at the room she knew to be Usui's, before turning around with a smile on her face.
There was a lot to Usui she'd never known before...maybe she could get used to him after all.
~Usui's POV~
Usui watched Misaki walking down his street until he couldn't see her anymore, before turning away from the window to clear up the table.
Within a few minutes, it was all cleared up, and his apartment was back to normal. Walking past the coffee table, he spotted the DS there when a thought struck him.
'Did she...?' Usui tried to shake the thought out of his head, but to no avail. Finally deciding just to check it, to prove the thought wrong, Usui grabbed the DS and turned it on, plopping down on the couch.
Opening the game, he went to his bag, then to the Items pocket then to his 'Pal-Pad'.
Taking a small breath, he opened it, eyes widening with surprised, before turning soft as a smile came upon his lips.
There, on his friends list, was the one and only name he'd ever want there.
'Pres'
~The End~
A/N: Wow that took a while! A million apologies for the long time to update, but I seriously had lots of homework, and when I did have time, my idea hit a brick wall and I just couldn't write it! I ended up putting up lots of quotes on my profile, you guys should go check them out! I also got hit by the poetry bug... I started a notebook for that now... *sigh*
The other reason it took so long was because this story is just too bloody long, like double, what I usually write. I'm sorry if you guys don't like it, but personally, I'm proud I wrote a one-shot this long.
Any comments, criticism, or favorites are appreciated! Even flames for taking so long!
I should have more time soon, as the Holidays are almost here (Whopee!), so don't forget to send your 'I' words for the next time!
Again, Gomen! And see you next chapter!
~A.k.u.r.a.~
Recommended Listening: 'In Your Eyes' by 'The Sunstroke Project'(I thought I'd start putting those here, so that lots of the less known songs can be heard by others, because they deserve to be known, and also...I just think they're cool!)