Title: Letter's Of Love
Chapter: T Is For Taboo
Fandom: Kaichou Wa Maid-Sama
Authoress: The Akuma's Sakura Violin
Rating: K+
A/N: I am so, so, SO sorry for how long it's taken for me to update! But this little thing called life got in the way… See:
~I had my Dad's birthday
~I had my birthday
~I had my brother's birthday
~I had Exams
~I had start of next year stuff
~CHRISTMAS (Merry Christmas [To those who celebrate] and a Happy New Year by the way!)
~ Four day sleepover at my Aunt's, who we hardly ever get to see anymore
~And friends. And yes, this is a valid point because my friends like to go out a lot, uch to my mother's chagrin… but never the less.
Anyway, I have to thank (And dedicate) this spot of inspiration to ShadowTrinity (Awesome name by the way), who gave me such an awesome word to work with!
Sorry again!
Now, onto the story!
Disclaimer: I am not Japanese, and neither do I write the lyrics for the band Paramore. Oh fiddlesticks. =/ (Sorry, another song-fic, but I can't help but thing it fits perfectly in this case 3) Oh! And I know I skipped the last verse, but it was for a reason, mm'kays?
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
– Marilyn Monroe
~T Is For Taboo~
~When I was younger I saw my daddy cry
and curse at the wind~
Misaki sighed, glancing out the trains window, watching as everything sped past.
It was five years on from that day… the day that destroyed life as Misaki had known it… and Misaki could remember it as if it we're yesterday.
"Yes, I'll need all the money transferred into my account, it's in my name, there should be no problem… no, it's my money, I'm just switching it to the correct account… thanks,"
The phone was put down with a click. A sigh escaping the lips of the one that had just spoken.
"And so, it will be done…"
~He broke his own heart and I watched
as he tried to reassemble it~
Misaki didn't know what the words meant at the time, but now she knew their meaning clear as day.
It was as if they were burned into her skin.
He'd taken everything, leaving them to survive solely on Minako's savings.
Everything changed, on that day…
~And my momma swore
that she would never let herself forget~
That was the first time Misaki had seen her mother cry.
Even now, five years on, Minako would take the day off, choosing to rest at home for the day. It was almost tradition.
Five years ago… Misaki closed her eyes as she felt the memories surround her.
~And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love if it does not exist~
"Mummy? Where's Daddy?"
"D-daddy's gone…Suzuna,"
"To work?"
"N-no… he's gone away.. far away…"
Suzuna's eyes widened in childish surprise, "When will he come back?"
"He's not coming back, Suzana-chan,"
Minako looked up, startled by the soft voice that came from behind her.
"Misaki…"
A warm weight fell across both Minako and Suzana's shoulders, embracing them in a warm hug, "But we don't need him to have fun, ne?"
They'd laughed and played games for the rest of the day, forgetting about their predicament, if only for a moment…
But Misaki never forgot what she saw that day, and she never forgot the image of her mother, crying, slumped to the ground, hands clenching at the crumpled letter in her hands.
Why love someone when it could bring so much pain?
At that moment, Misaki swore to herself that she would never fall in love, that all boys were evil, and that if she was going to be happy, without anyone, and that she'd do her absolute best to take care of herself, and her family.
'Take care of myself…'
~But darling,
You are the only exception~
There was one only one other person who took care of her… only on other person who bothered to make sure she was alright, and always tried to keep her safe… just one person…
~You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception~
Usui.
~Maybe I know somewhere
deep in my soul
that love never lasts~
Misaki shook her head free of the thought.
No.
Usui was a guy, and a perverted one at that!
'Is he really, Misaki?' The thought came unbidden, 'Or does he actually just care for you?'
Misaki sighed, looking out the window once more, ever since she'd met Usui, she found herself thinking about things she'd sworn to herself she'd never think about, it was like what she thought in itself was a…
Taboo.
~And we've got to find other ways
to make it alone
Or keep a straight face~
Misaki sighed once more and lent more heavily against the pole she'd been leaning on.
She thought she could do it all by herself, that she'd be strong enough for the three of them, when really… really… sometimes…
She just felt like she could cry.
~And I've always lived like this
keeping a comfortable distance~
Blinking back the tears at the painful memories, Misaki roughly shook her head.
No.
She would not bow to the urge… what was so different to last year? Or the year before that? Or the year before that, for the matter?
The answer came almost instantaneously.
Usui.
~And up until now I've sworn to myself
that I'm content with loneliness~
Pushing the thought away, Misaki continued on with her thoughts, thinking furiously why the blonde idiot did not make a difference, she did not care about him, and she sure as hell did not need him.
~Because none of it was ever worth the risk~
And that he sure as hell wasn't worth possibly getting her heart broken.
.
.
.
Who was she kidding?
~Well you are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception~
Usui… he was different.
She was the only man… the only person alive, that she really trusted… like that.
What was 'that', exactly? She wasn't sure… but never the less, he was the only one.
~You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception~
He was the only one she trusted enough to hug her, to hold her, to take care of her, to protect her… to protect her heart…
~You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception~
He was the only one she trusted enough to love.
Misaki woke up from her inner thoughts to the sound of the train doors beeping as they slid open.
Wordlessly tugging her scarf securely around her neck, and hoisting her bag more securely over her shoulder, Misaki stepped off the platform, only to be greeted by the smile of a certain blonde haired, perverted, outer-space, alien.
Usui.
"Yo," he greeted, standing up straight from his slouched position on the wall.
Misaki felt a small smile creep up on her face.
"Idiot…" she muttered, walking up to him.
Usui looked at her curiously, "What?"
Misaki just looked down to hide her smile, and started walking towards the exit.
"Nothing, nothing… you coming or what, baka?"
And with that said, Misaki closed her eyes with a smile, greeting the cold that hit her face, knowing that he'd follow with a chuckle and a smile.
'Maybe… just maybe…' Misaki glanced over her shoulder to see the blonde only a step behind, 'Maybe for you… I'll make an exception.'
~And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, and I'm on my way to believing~
THE END
A/N: Wow, wasn't that cheesy? Anyway, I really have to go now, so really quickly, please vote on my poll, feel free to send me one-shot requests, and have a great holidays everyone!
Song Reccommendation: 'The Only Exception' – Paramore (For obvious reasons =P)