Story: Letter's Of Love
Chapter: W Is For Wounded
Author: The Akuma's Sakura Violin
Word Count: 1744
Rating: K+
A/N: Okay, before you all kill me, I did try! Like… three times prior to this, but it just would. Not. Work!
So, ¾ of the holidays, 3 attempts, approx 6000 words later, I am trying again.
I'd apologize more, but if I write, I kinda need to do it all in one sitting or it just won't work, so I'll just get into it =D
Dedicated to SasuSaku53! I'm so sorry this took so long! (Although the pairing in your name… =/ What about LEE?)
Let's go!
WARNINGS: Guy x Girl pairing, slight language (stress on the 'slight' part) and Usui POV o.O Wish me luck!
Disclaimer: If I owned KWMS, you would of gotten this update A LOT earlier, agreed? Else I'd be even more broke than I already am =S
"The girl who was half my size… taught me how to cry with my grey eyes," ~ Teresa – Claymore
~W Is For Wounded~
'7:15… she should be out soon…' Usui let his arm drop back to his side, instantaneously increasing his pace.
'It should take me about fifteen minutes to get there, if I'm quick, I'll have time to spare,' With that thought in mind, Usui sped through the traffic, a slight bounce in her step.
But with that slight smile upon his face, just where was Usui going?
To pick up Misaki, of course. [You probably guessed that.]
For a date. [Didn't see THAT one coming! xP]
After much manly (stress on the 'manly' part there) whining and complaining, Misaki finally agreed to go on a date with him.
And not just any date.
A dinner date.
On his birthday.
Usui was in heaven.
Turning the corner into the alley behind the shop, Usui was surprised to see Misaki walk out the back door.
In a dress.
Oh yes, today was a good day!
Walking quietly towards her, Usui stopped about 5 metres away, waiting for her to finish locking up before he made his presence known.
As Misaki turned around to face the alley, Usui stood up straight, ready to surprise her, in:
Three.
Two.
O-what was that shining behind Misa-
"MISAKI!" Usui lurched forward, pushing Misaki behind him as the knife came down.
Everything seemed to slow down, he could see the knife before him, he could feel Misaki's presence behind him.
And then everything exploded.
Pain.
White hot-searing pain exploded in his chest as he doubled over.
"USUI!" Usui looked up to see Misaki's panicked face.
She was beautiful.
He had to protect her.
"R-run…"
And then everything faded to black.
~W Is For Wounded~
"Beep…beep…beep…beep…"
'The hell is that irritating noise?'
Feeling disorientated and woozy, Usui groaned.
His head was pounding and… wait, since when did his couch provide this much back support?
Slipping his eyes open, Usui instantly squeezed them shut again, wincing slightly.
'Since when was my ceiling so white it hurts to look at it?'
With considerably more caution, Usui slowly opened his eyes, only to realize…
'I'm in a hospital? Well, that would explain the headache and the white-ness, but how did I get here?'
Suddenly it all came back to him, the date, the dress, the knife, the pain…
Well… that would explain it.
He'd gotten stabbed.
But where was Misaki?
Slowly sitting himself up, hissing softly as he did, Usui took a proper look at his room.
It was so… so… so…
White.
'Now I remember why I hate hospitals…'
Scanning from the left, he saw a table, the machine making that irritating noise, a window, a tv, a scenic photo, a door (to the bathroom, he presumed), a head of dark hair, another door and-
Wait, what?
Looking down to his right, Usui found exactly the person he was looking for.
'Misaki…'
Eyes softening, Usui brushed the hair out of her face.
'She's okay… and she's waiting beside my bed…'
Usui felt his 'Misaki's-being-cute-again' warm and fuzzy feeling exploding in his chest.
As cute as she looked, asleep like that, Usui figured he'd better find out just what was going on.
Cautiously, Usui gently shook Misaki's shoulder.
"Misaki…Misaki…Misaki wake up…"
A groan was heard.
"W-what….?" Misaki straightened up, stretching her arms above her head with a yawn.
Usui couldn't help but smile.
"Morning, prez,"
Misaki's eyes snapped awake, the sleepy haze clearing from her eyes.
"U-Usui?"
"The one and only."
"You're awake!"
Usui nodded, a serious expression on his face. He didn't know why, but he was feeling more playful than usual.
"I am,"
Misaki just stared at him for a while, before shaking her head and standing up.
"I'll go get the doctor,"
"Doctor… wait." He grabbed Misaki's wrist before she could take a step, "Can you please explain what's going on first? I've got a massacre of a headache, I'm not wearing any pants, and the last thing I remember is that I got stabbed. Mind filling in the blanks?"
Misaki stared at him…again.
'If she keeps doing this staring thing, I'm going to kiss her…'
Sighing, Misaki sat back down.
"Well, I'm not sure of what happened on your part, but all that I know is this. I finished work early, and after locking the door I saw you in the alley. The next thing I know is that you're screaming my name, and then you're behind me and… and you got stabbed," Misaki looked down, gulping subtly.
But Usui noticed.
Usui always noticed.
"A-after that… I knocked the guy down, pinned him to the floor and knocked him out. I shouted for help, and Manager-san came out. She quickly called the police and the ambulance; the police took the guy away, while I rode in the ambulance with you to the hospital. You were admitted to surgery almost immediately… you were lucky, the blade narrowly missed your heart and any veins. You've been asleep for three days…"
Misaki trailed off.
"…Misaki?"
Misaki stood up. "I'll go get the doctor…"
"Misaki!"
But she was gone.
~ W Is For Wounded~
"You seem to be healing up fine, Takumi-san. However, we'd like you to stay a few days longer so that the wound has time to heal up completely."
Usui nodded, only half listening.
Why had Misaki left like that? She hadn't come back since she left to get the doctor…
"Takumi-san?" Usui snapped back to attention.
"Yes?"
"You seem distracted, is something wrong?"
"No…"
The doctor gave him a look.
"…where did Misaki go?"
"Misaki? Ah! You mean the girl that's been taking care of you the past three days?"
Usui blinked. "She what?"
"Oh, that's right, you were asleep, you wouldn't have known. Ayuzawa-san was here everyday, she even slept here, only leaving to go to school this morning, but she came back as soon as school was finished,"
Usui frowned at this, "But she has work…"
The doctor just smiled kindly and shrugged. "You saved her life."
Usui stilled at this. He… he really did save her, didn't he? As long as she was safe, it didn't really matter what happened to him, as long as she was safe…
"…I'll tell her you're sleeping. She said she didn't want to see you when you were awake for a while,"
Usui frowned at this, then nodded. "…thanks…"
The doctor nodded and left, leaving Usui to sink back down into the bed covers to think.
'She doesn't want to see me when I'm awake? But why…"
And then it clicked.
'If our positions were reversed… and I saw Misaki get stabbed protecting me…'
'I'd be a mess.'
A plan forming in his mind, Usui closed his eyes, and settled in to a fake sleep.
A moment passed. Then…
Usui heard the door softly swing open, and soft footsteps enter.
The door closing.
The footsteps coming closer, stopping by his bed.
A sigh.
"Seriously… what am I going to do with you?" A gentle hand brushed the hair out of his face.
Perfect.
Usui shot his arm out of the covers and grabbed the hand hovering just above his face.
A squeak.
'Aww, she's so adorable,'
Opening his eyes to a flustered looking Misaki, Usui gave her a smile.
"Hey…"
Misaki remained silent, snapping her head away to stare at the floor.
"…Misaki?"
Misaki's shoulders started to tremble, her hair covering her eyes, her hands clenched.
"You…" Another tremor shook her body. "You IDIOT!" Misaki looked up, eyes bright and glaring, jaw clenched.
Usui sat up.
"How so?"
"What do you mean HOW SO?" Misaki screamed, "YOU COULD OF DIED YOU IDIOT!"
Usui paused for a second, before nodding. "Yes, I suppose I could have…"
Misaki just stared at him in disbelief. "How… how can you say that so casually? I-I was so worried that I…"
Usui tugged Misaki's arm, pulling her into his lap, arms wrapping around her waist.
"Y-you're such an idiot!" She sobbed, pounding her fist against his back, but they had no strength to it.
Usui winced. Still kinda hurt though.
"You could of died…" she buried her head against his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his neck, "You could of died…"
"I could of died… yes," Usui gently held her, hand rubbing soothingly up and down her back as he felt her tense up again, "but even if I had died, I wouldn't have minded it. If faced with the same choice, I would pick the same thing over and over again, and never regret a thing,"
Misaki tried to pull back, but Usui held her closer, ignoring the ache in his chest, "Wait, I need to say this..."
Misaki paused before relaxing slightly, and Usui continued.
"Misaki…" he nuzzled her neck. "Misaki, I love you. Have done so for a long time now, and if I had died that day, the only thing I would of regretted was not being able to tell you…properly anyway," Usui chuckled at the memory of the photo incident.
"H-how… how could you l-love me?"
Usui chuckled and held her closer, "How could I not? You don't care about how much money I have, what I look like, who I know. You're the first person I've met to ever really treat me like a person, and I respect that. You're so passionate about everything you do, and you care about and take care of everyone, even if you pretend not to, Misaki, you're amazing,"
Silence reigned. And then…
"Bloody sweet talker…"
Usui was surprised, but once the words registered in his mind, he started laughing. Really laughing. Not chuckling, but laughing.
Usui couldn't remember the last time he'd actually laughed.
It felt good.
He felt like a weight he hadn't even realised was there had been lifted, and that the invisible wall between them that Misaki had put up had disappeared.
'Then again…' Usui mused, 'Maybe she wasn't the only one with invisible walls of orichalcum…'
Misaki moved back to look at him, and Usui let her.
They're eyes locked, Misaki's face a bright red but she kept her gaze locked.
"D-does this mean… we're… 'going out'?"
Usui smiled. 'So cute…'
"Only if you want to be."
Misaki turned even more red, if possible.
"Th-then… I guess we're together now," Misaki laced their fingers together, breaking eye contact in favour of staring at her lap.
"I guess we are then," Usui leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.
"Mi-sa-ki."
~ W Is For Wounded ~
A/N: So there it is! Chapter W! Again, I am so sorry for the late (late, late late late!) update, but life, writers block, and friends do that to you.
Yeah, that's right, I have friends now! *laughs*
No. Really. I'm serious. *serious face*
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I can't wait to hear all of your interesting and ingenious suggestions for chapter 'X'.
Until next chapter~!
~A.k.u.r.a.
Song Reccomendation: 'Bonamana' – Super Junior (Just look at the lyrics! They suit Misaki and Usui perfectly! It's almost scarily similar o.O)