A/N: I was glad to know that a lot of you liked/enjoyed the previous chapter. Thanks! I hope you'll feel the same way with this last chapter. It's for entertainment, after all. It may not be much, but it also took time and energy to make it. This will be my last update for the time being. That said, let me reiterate what I mentioned before Chapter 1 - Read at your own risk!

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Chapter 4

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MISAKI started when she noticed that she almost passed through their house. She was so deep in her thoughts that she almost didn't notice her surroundings. With a sigh, she opened the gate and entered. For some reason though, she didn't immediately announce her arrival at home like she normally did.

'This is stupid. It's not like-'

Misaki's thought process stopped when a surprising sound reached her ears.

"It's from the kitchen..."

Curious, she quietly headed to the kitchen. She felt somewhat stupid for being quiet, but proceeded with it anyway. Her lips lifted to a smile when she heard Suzuna's quiet giggles and her mother's admonishment that was laced with humour.

'I wonder what made Suzuna giggle like that.'

Her steps quickened. She was curious to what had made her mother and sister light-hearted. She was almost at the kitchen door when an unexpected, yet not unfamiliar, voice froze her feet. She completely her movements as thoughts whirled in her head. Her heart started to race. She didn't want to believe what her ears heard, but there was no mistaking it.

'It can't be true. It can't...'

Misaki unfroze and this time, she approached the kitchen door with stealth and peeked. Her heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened with disbelief at the sight that greeted her. She promptly clamped a hand on her lips to stifle her gasp. She couldn't believe it! The audacity of the man!

'This can't be happening!'

She felt drained as she leaned on the wall at the safe distance from the kitchen door. Her legs wobbled a bit. There were no other thoughts in her mind except of the fact that the least person that she wanted to see at the moment was inside their home, with her mother and sister, and apparently, they were having the time of their lives.

Hurt, confused, and angry, Misaki forced her legs to move. She quietly headed to her room. As her eyes landed on her bed, she was assaulted with the urge to curl down and tune out everything. She knelt on the floor as a whirlwind of emotions almost tore her apart. A painful sob escaped her lips. But only one. She steeled herself. She would never break down in a place where that person might witness. She clenched her fists until they almost turned white. She willed herself to be strong, and then without any other thoughts, she haphazardly stuffed a bag with a couple of change of clothes and uniform, books and notebooks, before she stealthily went downstairs. She moved on autopilot, so her skin almost jumped out of her when she came face to face with her mother at the end of the stairs.

"Misaki..."

"M-mom," she greeted nervously. She didn't know how to react. Her eyes wildly looked around, as if an animal trying to find an escape from its cage.

"Misaki, are you going somewhere?" Her mother asked in confusion as her eyes focused on the bag in her hand.

"Y-yes. I'll be staying at a friend's house tonight as well," she said as she slowly backed towards the front door. "I'll be going now."

"Misaki..."

"Bye, Mom. Say bye to Suzuna for me," she cut off whatever her mother wanted to say. She quickly put on her shoes and left the house, only the worry that she would hurt her mother's feelings more had prevented her from bolting away. She heard the faint call of her mother, but she didn't look back as her eyes blurred with tears. There was only one thing she wanted and that was to get away as far as she could from the root of all the hardship that her family had faced.

Without conscious thoughts, Misaki's feet led her to the high rise building where the person she could turn to resided. She didn't even recall riding the train when she left home, but apparently, her body knew by instinct where to go. She almost smiled at the shocked face that greeted her when the door to Usui's apartment opened.

Thankfully, there were no words needed to say. As soon as Usui saw her face, he pulled her inside, locked the door, and then engulfed her in his warm embrace. She sagged to him almost helplessly, and did not protest when he led her to his couch. She made a noise of protest when he started to leave, but his gentle smile placated her. He went to the kitchen and came back with water for her. She smiled softly. Even without her knowing that she needed it, he tended to her need.

"Um...Usui..." she started to say after she abated her thirst, but stopped when he made a disapproving noise. She frowned at first, before realization hit her. "Takumi."

Despite herself, she rolled her eyes when he grinned in approval.

"Um, is it okay if um..." she stammered to say what she wanted to say. She had a sudden foolish thought that maybe she relied on him too much. Overcame with shame and embarrassment, she stood. "Maybe I should ask Sakura or Shizuko to-"

Usui cut her off with a firm hug. He only said one word that chased away all her doubts.

"Stay."

"Okay," she agreed with relief.

Just to be sure that she wouldn't leave anymore, he picked her bag that was dropped on the floor beside the door.

"Go on. I'll wait for you here..." he said kindly as he handed her the bag. And then his tone took on a teasing quality. "Unless of course, you want me to help you undress and-"

A resounding thwack due to the bag hitting his shoulder stopped Usui's comments. He winced at the pain, but she didn't have an ounce of compassion for him. Despite the pain though, he was grateful that she wasn't breaking down like she did that time at Maid Latte. But he knew that her return to normalcy was only a momentary postponement to what was to come later.

"Trust you to destroy a moment by being perverted, pervert," she said with a huff as she headed to the bathroom. At the back of her mind, she was once again grateful that his presence made her act normally.

After a considerable length of time of a relaxing bath, Misaki returned to the living room. Her relaxed posture tensed at the sight of Usui. Still, she accepted his offer, albeit with cautiousness, to sit beside him near the glass walls that faced the city's view. For a few minutes, they sat in silence, lost in their own thoughts, before she decided to break it.

"He's there," Misaki commented nonchalantly, as if the topic wasn't of importance to her.

Usui looked at her curiously, though he had a suspicion of who she referred to. There was no one that could reduce Misaki in the state she showed earlier except of one person.

"They were at the kitchen. Suzuna was giggling. Giggling! Can you imagine it?" She confirmed his suspicion with exasperation. "And Mom, too. They were laughing together."

Usui didn't say a thing. He knew she needed to let all her feelings, her pent up emotions, out. By the looks of it, she was on the verge of exploding from holding everything in.

"I asked for day off at work even though I didn't really want to because just for one day, I don't want to see his face. But guess what? He's in the house! With my mother and sister! They let him inside the house! After what he had done to us! And they were laughing together! What, those things that he did to us were just nothing that they accepted him so easily?" She growled angrily, her arms flailed around and almost hit him. Her voice had reached a high volume at the end of her angry rant.

True to her nickname at Seika High, dark aura surrounded Misaki in her anger. Any male would have run in fear at the sight. But not Usui. In fact, what he imagined at her unintentional display was that of an angel of vengeance, terrifying yet beautiful.

"Maybe he has valid reasons for his previous actions, just as your mother and sister have for letting them in the house."

Usui grimaced when Misaki's anger was transferred to him after those words left his lips. Still, he believed that she needed a voice of reason. It would hurt her more if she continued to feel betrayed by her mother and sister.

"So you think I'm the villain here?" She snarled. Her nostrils flared angrily. "Of course I am. The demon president. Feared and hated by many students. Unreasonable, strict..."

Usui cut off Misaki's self-mockery by embracing her. However, she was too furious to be placated by his hug. She struggled fiercely. It wasn't a half-hearted protest. She put all her effort to the task. But still, he was stronger, and their scuffle caused them to stumble on the floor. Despite the situation, she continued to fight. She ignored the soothing noises that left his lips. She was just too angry!

"No, Misaki...Hey...Calm down...Please..." he pleaded. He felt and saw how she felt, and it hurt him. She thought he took her father, mother and sister's side. She thought that she had no one, that the person in front of her had betrayed her.

"I hate you, Takumi!" She snarled as she rained punches on his chest.

"You don't mean that. You're just angry now. Calm down, Misaki, shh, calm down."

"I hate you!"

Usui accepted and endured each punch with a wince of pain every now and then. It took time before Misaki's punches lightened and then reduced in number. When he was sure that she wouldn't fight him off anymore, he gently caressed her shoulders and back and willed her to relax.

"I'm not saying that you're wrong, you know. I just thought you should hear him out. I don't think your mother or sister would just accept him if they don't have a reason to."

At some level, Misaki knew Usui was right. But the angry part of her didn't want to listen. She didn't want to listen anymore. She just wanted to forget. She wanted to forget about the man who called himself her father, of what she witnessed at the house that she considered her sanctuary, of everything that made her heart ache with pain. Just for tonight, she wanted to think and feel of something else and not the hurricane of painful emotions that wanted to tear her apart. She knew who the right person to make her wishes come true.

"Make me forget."

Usui's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when she leaned up and kissed him. Hard. He was unresponsive due to shock, but Misaki was persistent. She bit his lower lip, which caused him to gasp in surprise. And then she did what he had done to her earlier at Seika High. She plunged her tongue inside his mouth and clumsily but determinedly explored. The effect on him was instantaneous. He yanked her hard against him then took over the kiss, his lips clamped into hers hungrily. His tongue thrust deep into her mouth. Instead of being afraid by his passion, she welcomed it. He moaned a deep, masculine moan at her response, and pulled her even closer if it was still possible. She moaned, too, and her fingers tangled and pulled at the roots of his hair. But she choked a gasp and got shocked when he pressed his lower body hard to hers and she felt his growing maleness.

In Usui's desire-filled mind, Misaki's surprised reaction registered. He pulled away and looked at her wide eyes heatedly. But since they both stopped moving and just stared at each other, a semblance of control returned and he pulled away from her abruptly. He moved away for good measure, until their heated skins were not touching anymore.

Usui and Misaki didn't utter a word as they tried to calm their breathing. Both of them were startled with what just happened. However, as minutes ticked by, they realized that they had no success in attempting to calm down.

"You'll be the death of me, Misaki," he groaned as he dropped his body on the floor, still away from Misaki. He didn't care even if the bulge in his pants was prominent. He couldn't will it to go down, not with the object of his affection within his sight and arms-reach with her hair dishevelled in an alluring way and her soft lips slightly swollen from their kisses. She was too tempting for her own good.

"Sorry," Misaki breathed shakily. She had already totally forgotten the troubles at her home. There was only one thing, or one person, in her mind, at the moment, and that was just an arms-length away. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, all related to Usui. She had the urge to reach out to him, but she refrained herself.

Usui lifted his head to peer at Misaki, before he dropped it back with a thump on the floor. He ignored the pain. There was something more painful than a slight bump in the back of his head at the moment.

"No, you're not," he said hoarsely.

Misaki mulled over his words, before she whispered, "...I guess..."

He groaned at her answer.

"Do you even have any idea what you're doing to me, Misaki?" He inquired hoarsely. It took all his might not to jump to her and kiss her and touch her senseless.

"I trust you."

And Misaki meant it. She trusted him with everything that she had. Even if her initial intention for shamelessly attacking him was to forget, it was by no means the sole reason.

"That's unfair, Misaki. I can hardly control myself," he complained as his breathing picked up at her sweet words.

"I trust you," she repeated as she lifted herself off the floor and moved towards him. She stopped just a foot away from him. "I'm not saying that we uh...we go...you know...I just..."

And her normal self was back. Misaki felt stupid for her inability to make her point clearly. She groaned in frustration, which Usui's ears picked up and carried straight to his groin.

"You ask too much," he muttered thickly as his eyes turned an even darker shade of green. Desire finally won over sensibility. He reached out, gathered her close and kissed her again with an incredibly explosive passion. He kissed her until everything in their heads were scattered to the winds and there was nothing but his lips fused against hers.

Misaki couldn't resist. She wouldn't resist. And Takumi couldn't stop. He wouldn't stop. It was madness.

"Do you know all the delicious things I like to do to you right now, Misaki? Do you?" He rasped as he kissed her neck and then her jaw. "Do you want me to whisper them to you?"

Misaki didn't agree or decline. She was lost, lost in his passion. She knew that with mere words, he could shake her rational thoughts, but she didn't know that it could do so much more than that when he whispered something that made the fine hairs of her nape stand.

"Takumi..."

The sexy moan of his name that tore off Misaki's lips made Usui's head spin. He was almost to the point of no return. Still, at the back of his mind, he knew that his precious girlfriend was vulnerable at the moment, and they didn't need another complication in their lives. They had enough in their plates to deal with. But there would be fulfilment tonight, he would grant them both that much, he vowed to himself.

Usui nudged Misaki's legs with his knees, and she parted them voluntarily to accommodate him. His hardness throbbed against her through his shorts, and the dampness of her underwear clung to her. He then ground his hips to hers, and groaned at the feel of being so close to her. He did it a couple of times, and she proved to be a quick learner as she followed his lead. Then, he bent his head and bit the junction of her neck and collarbone.

'This is enough for now.'

The pair's movements became erratic as waves of sensation built. And then unexpectedly, the floodgates were opened and release hit them fast and hard. It sapped every ounce of strength from their bodies, and he barely caught himself before he crushed her with his weight. They didn't say a word afterwards. Instead, he gently gathered her in his arms as he lay on the floor. With smile plastered in their lips and their arms around each other, the tired yet sated lovers fell in a deep sleep.

JUST like the previous day, Misaki woke up in Usui's arms. She wasn't s surprised this time, and when recollections of what happened the night before flooded her mind, her cheeks pinked. She couldn't believe herself. She had started it. She was embarrassed for being so bold, though she didn't have complaints to the outcome. But to initiate it...

'I can't believe you, Misaki. You practically asked him to ravish you.'

Misaki was torn between embarrassment and happiness. Her flushed cheeks darkened some more when she saw his face. He was fast asleep, which wasn't a surprise. But the satisfied smirk plastered on his lips made her feel warm.

'Idiot Takumi. Teasing me even in his sleep.'

Just like the previous day, she watched his sleeping face for awhile. She was tempted to trace his face with her fingers, but she held back. She decided to let him sleep longer. She gently extricated herself from his embrace and sat up. A smile flittered in her lips when he uttered a sleepy moan of protest at the absence of her warmth.

'You're such a possessive alien, aren't you? Whiny like a kid, too.'

She leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. He surprised her though when he kissed back. She pulled away in surprised, then anger when she thought that she was fooled, that he was feigning sleep. Her anger turned to confusion when his eyes remained shut but his face moved as if to chase her lips.

"Takumi?"

There was no answer at her call. She waited for a minute, but he didn't make any more movement or sound except a groan of protest.

'Don't tell me he kissed back even when he's dead asleep?'

Shocked but pleased, she shook her head at his antics.

"You're such a pervert, Takumi."

She gingerly kissed his forehead before she headed to the bathroom.

When Misaki returned, Usui was just waking up. Unlike the other day, he missed her early morning kiss, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. He blinked his eyes sleepily, then pouted when he realized she wasn't in his arms. He raised his hands invitingly while his eyes implored to her.

With feigned irritation, Misaki went beside him. A shriek of outrage left her lips when he pulled her and she landed on top of him.

"There. That's where you should be," he said with satisfaction after he trapped her with his hands and legs.

"Idiot," she muttered as she buried her face on his chest to hide her blush.

"You like it, too, I know. And you were so pretty in your sleep last night, so content with my arms around you and my body as your bed," he whispered huskily.

"You watched me sleep? Creep."

He chuckled, the sound still filled with sleep. He lifted her head so that he could look at her face. He quietly traced her face with his eyes, but before he could say anything, she beat him.

"You have beautiful eyes," she blurted as she stared at his eyes which resembled the colour of lush grass after a rain. In broad daylight and in such close proximity, not to mention that it was the first time that she looked at him without faltering or shying away, his eyes seemed to sparkle. Said eyes widened and a tint of pink appeared in his cheeks, which mirrored hers.

"So sly, Misaki," he commented, pleased at her praise, even more so when she didn't try to take her words back even if she was being shy about it.

Misaki rested her head once more on his chest as comfortable silence lingered in the room. However, fully aware that they couldn't postpone it any longer, he broke the silence.

"Misaki, you have to go home and face him as well as your mother and sister sooner than later, you know that, don't you?"

She tensed in his arms at first, before she slowly relaxed. It would be a minute or two before she gave him a muffled response.

"I know. Because I'm not a coward. No more hiding," she said with conviction.

"That's my girl," he said with a smile. He watched with curiosity when she lifted her face from its hiding place and met his gaze once more.

"Um, you will come with me, right?"

"That's a stupid question and you know it," he teased as he tightened his arms around her. "Of course I'll be by my maid's side. Where else would I be?"

Misaki snorted. She had a feeling that even if she didn't ask him, he would be at her side, just like she would be with him when they finally had to face the issue about his family. But that was for another time. They would take one step at a time, just like what they had just taken now. Her invitation and his affirmation were testaments that they had grown closer. They didn't regret that a problem on her part, which consequently his problem too, had fast-tracked that closeness. They had shown each other their trusts and had proven that they could be trusted. They had shown support and acceptance of support. Moreover, they showed each other that when one was being unreasonable, the other would be the voice of reason. Together, they would face the hurdles in their lives and relationship. Together, backing one another.

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A/N: With that, I'm leaving KWMS fanfiction for who knows how long. It might be a short time, or it could be a long time, depending on...well, whatever. Plus, classes have already started and whether I want it or not, I have to get myself start thinking and working on my thesis.

By the way, thanks to you folks who recently reviewed my other stories and told me you liked them. It made me really happy ;)

Also, it will take time, but I will have something for you, lostvindications, Iris petals, Gata de la Luna, mizchelz, misaxTakumi, SwtKisses, Animefreak126, Vividpixie, Xxloverofanime054xX, ChocoChip7, drasnian07, rattdragon, orcarina, and xx Wish You Were Here xx (and maybe a few more). As of now, you folks have given me the most reviews considering all the KWMS fanfics I've posted (Yes, I did check out of curiosity. Took me quite some time, too ;)

Well then, bye for now to all of you, folks! Thanks and take care! Until next time!

Got to get some sleep now!

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24 June 2012

1:35 AM