Formals and Combat Suits Chapter 4: Knight in Balistic Armor, a maid sama! fanfic

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Warning: I'll change the rating to M for the violence content.

Chapter 4

Knight in Ballistic Armor

After a week, Ayuzawa Misaki the Secretary of Diplomatic Affairs was still trending and rated number one over social media search and topics, apparently plenty were invested with her love-life towards her chief security officer that tails wherever she goes.

It was amusing to listen and watch as the pair banter like an old married couple who had multiple children.

Now that she was allowed to attend office, her knight in balistic plate carrier armor quadrupled the amount of security, much merrier than the Prime Minister's own security team and office entourage combined.

That morning when Misaki was greeted by the amount of people assigned to keep her safe, she wasn't surprised nor make any complaints, remembering the incident a week ago, "Hyōdō-san, does her Ayuzawa have any free time after lunch?" Takumi inquired at his lady boss' aid.

Aoi diligently checked his planner and smirked, "You can have her after two o'clock and onwards." Takumi grinned and gave the smaller man a thanks, "I bet it's a date?" Aoi asked.

Takumi chuckled, "I wish it was, but I'm just going to take her for a bullet proof vest fitting and make sure it's snug to all her clothes." the Captain responded.

Aoi gave an 'aw' wanting his boss to have at least have a legitimate love life.

Entering Misaki's office, "Hyōdō-san said you're free around two, I'll take you to a trusted store for a fitting as planned." Takumi informed.

Misaki still busy and dealing with papers that had been piling for the past week did not bother to look up and see him, in response she just hummed acknowledging what he reminded. "And I made us some lunch so you don't have to order from the cafeteria." pulling out the bento and placing it over the coffee table, making himself comfortable in the couch.

For hours Takumi kept staring at her which made the department secretary uncomfortable. With a pout, "Are you not tired staring at me, you creep?"

This made Takumi snort and flash her a loop sided smile winking, "I'd never get tired watching you work, also... Change into these first." Takumi pulled out some brand-new flats straight out from the box. It was a very plain and simple design but looked very expensive.

Misaki seeing the brand, indeed it was, "When did you have the time to prepare these?" she stared at him strangely baffled at the shoe, "And how did you know my size?"

Takumi shook his head, "This morning, I got Ryū-kun to get it for me, and for the size, the ladies in your lobby gave me all your measurements." He winked, "Including your bust and butt siz-" Misaki by the time exploded in embarrassment and threw a playful slap at his chest, Takumi enjoyed her burst into fifty shade of red.

Takumi pleased with her reaction, gave her nose another stolen kiss and kneeled to let her wear the flats. He looked like one of those fairytale prince on their knees giving service to his princess.

Unbeknown to them Misaki's staff can see the whole scene that looked like it was straight out from a drama- outside the full glass wall. It was then followed by Misaki allowing Takumi put on the other shoe.

"Misaki-chan is becoming spoiled" Satsuki giggling like a teenager.

Ikuto even added, "This is the first captain went extra-mile on an assignment." The ladies turned to him with shock, "I mean, when he's being requested to escort any daughter of an official, he'd be in the background and let us handle the rest." He shrugged.

Finally when it was time to leave, Takumi as usual arranged everything for her to be extra safe, no one can blame the poor man with his paranoia after the diplomat was almost shot by a homemade weapon.

It was a short drive until they reached their destination safe and sound. With Takumi's request to have female attendants assist the official they started fitting her and helped her look around the cool looking workshop full of ammunitions, armors, plate carriers, rifles and pistols.

Despite Japan has a strict law against civilians owning and carrying leathal weapons, these type of stores exists for the benefit of the government and famous individuals that pays extra taxes having their very own private security. The foreign corporation is the one helping supply the JSDF and under a group that also deals with the ballistic vehicles specially ordered by the Japanese government.

Takumi perfectly explained it to her which facinated Misaki. She liked the fabric and Takumi had it requested to be the cover of the D30 extra light silicone material, strapping the velcro on her side gently, "Not too tight?" He asked and Misaki smiled letting him know it fits well.

"We can have this done and detailed after an hour." The artisan inforned them.

Misaki felt pleased, "We can wait." and the lady assisting Misaki nodded, "I saw a cafe earlier, why don't we get some sweets?" She asked Takumi.

He was at first skeptical but agreed, he can actually consider it a date and led her to where it was, of course his men had everything checked to be safe. Good thing that the place had little customers and the pair scooted themselves at the very corner where the paparazzi or any journalist could not bother to steal any pictures.

Settled and enjoying their drinks and desserts, Misaki with her cold brew and Takumi with his parfait, "Want to try?" The man wore a silly grin and held his spoon for Misaki to eat. Misaki glared but gave up and allowed him to spoil her.

"You're adorable." Takumi could not help but coo at her.

A waiter aggressively approached them, Ikuto and Naoya were on high alert and stopped him since they did not see such person in the back when they made their queries and checking, when suddenly he pulled out a nine-milimeter pistol and open fired pointing all his shots at Misaki, emptying his full magazine.

Takumi was quick to grab her for protection, pulling her into a bear-hug and used his back as a shield, ducking his head to avoid being shot. Sadly, the back of his shoulder, arm and exposed area were shot four times. The security was able to subdue the shooter by shooting the gunman, thankfully they did not hit any vitals, reserving the man for later interrogation.

For once in Misaki's life she was distressed, anxious and made to cry, hugging Takumi who smiled at her, "I'm fine. Its not much. Look, I'm alive." he assured her, "Are you hurt?" he was more concerned towards her.

Misaki sobbing, "It should be me asking you that!" trying to calm her self, "Let's head to the hospital!" pulling him up.

His men was able to call back-up and have the attacker taken back while they assessed the pair, their medic started patching Takumi, and Misaki refused leave his side and have her medically checked, Misaki was practically glued to him. "Thankfully, the shots was not critical and failed to hit any arteries. I removed all the bullets that can be taken out and patched you up with the packed gauze and chest-seals, this should be good until we get back to your base, sir." Takumi mused at the secured torniquet on his arm.

"Mind if you can stitch me up too? I think the entrance and exit on my arm is a little bad." he chuckled, Misaki was not convinced and still asked him to go to the hospital.

Brushing his knuckle gently over her cheek assuring her he is fine for the umpteenth time, "Sorry, I made your face dirty." he's more worried that he smeared his blood on her cheek. Misaki put her hand over his and shook her head.

"I dont care." She was still bothered and anxious, "Im sorry I got you shot... If I did not ask you to come here, this would've never happened." And she started sobbing.

Takumi gently hushed her by kissing her nose, both were already outside by the medical truck, media covering the assassination incident caught the tooth-rotting interaction between Japan's demon foreign-affairs secretary and JSDF heartthrob. "I'm fine, its just a scratch... Besides I dont need to be rushed to the ER. I'm used to this." He assured her, what you need to do now is contact the office and let them know you are alright."

Misaki was not convinced and continued to fuss around him, and then called her office to let the Prime Minister know of the situation. With one of the attending medics, he was able to stich Takumi's back shoulder Misaki was finally able to breathe in relief, her secretary and PA finally arrived after Ryū escorted them.

The media are in frenzy taking pictures of Misaki and Takumi, Misaki was draped with Takumi's unscratched jacket he keeps in her vehicle.

Ikuto then came to report, "Sir, we secured the hostile and under treatment. We'll start the interrogation right away, once information is extracted, we ask per. Isiom for investigation." He saluted.

Takumi nodded, "Contact the special division and request for custody of hostile first, I'll drop her excellency at base and immediately head to HQ after, keep him awake." It was his strict and cold order.

Ikuto nodded, "Copy." and left jogging to his team. Plenty of his men were pushing the journalist at bay and giving them cold treatment in order to keep the rabid media in their place.

Indeed, Takumi dropped her home first, however it took quite the long time before Misaki allowed him to leave, still fussing about his wounds that had been skillfully sutured and covered. Takumi lookes normal like nothing happened but Misaki was still concerned it will bleed with his excessive movements.

"I told you, I will be alright. I'll come back after an hour, I promise." Takumi will never be tired of reassuring her. Misaki wore an anxious and sad look.

The Captain know he should never leave Misaki in her anxious state after the shooting incident that had happened, but he needs to directly know who is or are responsible for her assassination.

Misaki in desperation gave the pleading look, "Please?" Takumi with a sigh gave in and scooted beside her and pulled her for a cuddle, turning the television on and switching the news to some cheesy drama. It did not take long when Misaki drifted to sleep.

Takumi can't blame the poor lady, she was almost assassinated, her pouring down in tears in fear of him losing blood after one of his wounds wont stop bleeding and all the journalist showing their recorders, mics and devices to her face after a traumatic afternoon. Of course Misaki would be tired.

Making sure that his beloved official is comfortably laid in bed, he draped the thick blanket to keep her from the cold. Whispering, "I'll be quick, I promise." dropping a kiss on her temple, nose and lips.

Leaving a lot of his men to patrol around the property, armed and ready, he took two and stepped in his own armored off-road vehicle.

With the quick drive to their headquarters, he met with the stooges and they were shocked at their captain's bubbly mood.

"Aren't you a little too blooming for a dude who got shot?" a tall brunette snorted, leaning by the doorframe.

The captain's mood turned sour hearing the man. "Pipe it, Kuran..." Takumi then ignored him.

When Kuran noticed, "I guess Mr. knight got a reward. That's some big-ass snile you got there, my dude." Soldiers in the vicinity turned their heads in shock staring at Takumi's face. They did their best to hide their amusement.

With a sigh, "Where is the mother-fucker?" Instead of dropping the man to the police station, with the special request they took him to the military station.

"Your henchmen kept him awake. Go and fuck him up." Kuran left and let a furious Takumi deal with the suspect.

It did not take long when the man finally spilled everything and who was the one responsible for the orders. Once everything was recorded Takumi pulled out his pistol and fired it at the man's previous trauma wound. "Let him bleed for a while and take him to the hospital, make sure he is dead on arrival. I'll contact a colleague to make the time of death a little earlier in case of investigation." Takumi was cold and pissed.

It was a lesson to never hurt or threaten the iron woman of Japan.

It wasn't even an hour and he came home, Misaki is still in deep sleep, snuggling the pillow he was using earlier. Taking his shirt off he joined her, pulling Misaki into a little spoon.

-Chapter END-

A/N: Im sorry for the failure of updates, honestly I have plenty of things going on my plate right now, one is I'm taking care of my mom who had a relapse in cancer since August of 2022, we've been traveling alot for her treatments and she finally finished her final chemo and radiation, sadly during her recovery period, the tumor might have been cut and now she's dealing with the discharge, nonetheless she feels no pain which is Im pleased, second is that I am in my final year of my studies and currently in review for BAR this September. Honestly, with my mom's health Im not in the 100% condition and proper mental wellness. I'm rock bottom and just toughening it up as I got no others to lean to but my mom and dad, Im an only child.

Sorry for the rant, but I hope you liked my update. See you in Chapter 5.

This is M.A.X, _