Welp, this fic ended up getting first on the poll. I also got a whole bunch of comments and PMs begging me to finish, so here we are I guess. Thanks for the love y'all :D

Also: I'M TERRIFIED! Why? Because it's been years since I've written this fic, so I'm worried that if I start again the flow will be broken (which it probs will be) and the characters will be super OOC and the writing style will be completely different, and so on (I think you get the point). If it is so, I'm sorry. Just PM or leave a review explaining if you feel like that has happened and I will try to do my best to go back and fix it.

Thanks (and sorry) for the long wait, but here we go kiddos.

Disclaimer: (haven't done this in years xD) I don't own Kaichou.

"Misaki, just realize my feelings already, would ya?"

Usui's words rang through my head for what little of the night was left. He couldn't possibly mean…. Well, even if he did mean what I thought he meant (which I shall never actually put into words unless confirmed true), there is no way that he actually meant it in the way I thought he meant it.

Great. Now I'm confusing myself.

Bottom line: Usui would never be into me. Me, a tomboy who didn't know the first thing about his field, fashion. Me, who's own field (as of now) was to service men (nonsexually). Me, who was poor. Me, who cannot keep her temper in check.

There was no way.

I checked the time: 4:06am.

Great. I had to be up in two hours to get my sister to high school. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Misaki, go the hell to sleep. You can figure this out tomorrow.

And with those words, I forced myself to sleep.

"Misa-chan! You look tired!" Usui greeted cheerfully as I walked through the doors of his office, probably noting the heavy bags underneath my eyes.

"Thanks, Usui. I'm glad to hear that," I mumbled sarcastically under my breath.

"Tired, yet still just as beautiful as always."

I turned bright red.

"Misaki, just realize my feelings already, would ya?"

"Feelings" could mean a lot of things, though. Feelings of hate, feelings of anger. Feelings didn't have to pertain to liking someone, right? So I shouldn't be embarrassed.

Damn, why didn't I think of that?

Probably because I wanted him to mean that he liked me.

NOPE, NOPE, NOPE, DID NOT JUST THINK THAT.

"Misa-chaaaaaaan why are you so distracted?" Usui asked while poking my cheek.

"Usui, stop," I muttered, but he continued doing it regardless. My anger built until it reached it's breaking point. "USUI" I roared while simultaneously grabbing his hand and twisting it.

"Aw, early morning rough play. I love it!"

I proceeded to hit him on the head as hard as possible. "Get your mind out of the gutter!"

"How is that possible? I thought I'm a Perverted Space Alien?"

"Yes you are a Perverted Space Alien! From Pheromone Planet!"

"'Pheromone Plant'? Sounds delightful."

"You two are just the cutest things evvvvvvvver," Sakura interrupted smoothly. I could feel my face turning bright red as I attempted to stammer out some sort of response.

"N-No! We're not t-together!" I said as Usui simultaneously smoothly said, "Thank you!" I glared at him while he smiled his usual smile. I rolled my eyes while trying to convince my cheeks to stop burning. It didn't work, those damn traitors.

"So what's the job today?" I asked Usui. He tilted his head slightly to the side, an internal debate raging through his mind. I stared at him in confusion, waiting for him to explain. He bit down on his lower lip, still deep in thought, and I nearly started to drool.

Fuck, he is sexy.

And judging the smirk on his face, he knows exactly what he's doing to me.

"We're going to stop by a couple of places before the photoshoot today," Usui finally said after a couple of minutes of silence. "Sakura we'll meet you there?" Sakura nodded several times, a knowing smile on her face.

"Sure! Take your time!" She then proceeded to giggle uncontrollably while I stared, uncomfortable.

What is up with these weirdos today?

They clearly were in on some joke (probably about me) that I didn't get. Those meanies.

"So I assume that means I have your consent?" Usui asked, speaking in total code.

"Of course! I ship y'all together!"

"Ship?" I asked, finally interrupting. What does 'ship' mean? Like you want them to go on a ship together or something?

Sakura giggled at my obvious confusion. "Oh, that just means I want you two to -"

"Okay, then we'll be going!" Usui exclaimed cheerfully, effectively cutting her off for some reason.

"Wait, Usui, she's explaining why she wants us to go on a ship together," I said, but he ignored me, grabbed my hand, pulled me out of his office, and dragged me to the elevator. It was obvious he loved the attention we were getting on the way there.

My face, once again, turned bright red. "USUI! Let go of my hand!" Everyone stared at us. I mentally banged my head into a wall several times. "Everyone's watching! Usui! This isn't professional!"

"Screw being professional! I like you"-oh my gawd- "and I don't want to bother hiding it. That's too much work." He then turned to look at me, a soft smile gracing his brilliant features. "Misa-chan there's no need to be so uptight all the time."

Uptight.

That's just who I am. The world has rules for a reason.

But who's to say what's unprofessional and what's not? Usui wasn't even really my boss - he was just employing me until I paid back my debt. After that we would have no relation to each other.

That fact hit me hard.

We wouldn't be anything without this job. If I hadn't spilled food all over that model's dress I wouldn't be here with him. We're basically strangers if you think about it.

And with those thoughts I pulled my hand away quickly, almost as if I had been stung. I looked down in order to avoid his reaction.

"Misa-chan?"

"I'm sorry. I just…." He was looking at me with genuine concern and I didn't know what to say. "It's nothing. I just don't want to get gross alien cooties," I said, sticking my tongue out as if I were five.

He looked as though he wanted to ask me what was wrong, but for some reaosn he knew not to push me. Instead he led me out of the building and into the blinding sunlight. "I thought you might need a day away from everything. No modeling, no maid cafe, no college, no worries. You seem to be… on edge, lately. So! We're going to… an amusement park!"

"No."

"Why not?"

"That's such a couple thing to do. We're not a couple."

"We could be."

OMG WHAT THE HELL IS HE SAYING THOUGH? I DON'T HAVE ANY EXPERIENCE WITH BOYS AT ALL WHAT DO I SAY?

UH...

We could be. Who knows if he even means it?

I pretended like I didn't hear his words and began walking - stomping, really - towards the amusement park. As much as I hated to admit it, it did sound like a lot of fun. And I did want to spend time with Usui for some crazy reason.

We arrived some time later. Usui insisted on paying for our tickets, despite my very loud protests, but he refused to take no for an answer. The amusement park he took me to was a smaller one that would probably go out of business soon. These small parks really couldn't compete with the large, Disney and Lego (or whatever the hell kids are into these days) parks, which made me a little sad for some reason.

"Let's go on that one!" Usui said, excited, pointing towards a tall rollarcoaster with a loop. "No, wait - that one!" He said as he stared at one of those ones that held you in the air for a second before dropping you. "No, WAIT! That one! Misa-chan we need to get in line!" He said, pointing towards an indoor one. He looked so adorable staring at me like that. I burst out laughing. "Why are you laughing?" Usui asked with a pout.

I grinned. "You're like a kid! Or an over excited dog," I said while patting his head. He nuzzled against my hand.

"Woof!"

And then he licked my cheek.

Licked it.

I couldn't tell if it was disgusting or endearing. So I blushed and Misaki-chopped on his head as hard as I could. However, because Usui is Usui, he simply caught my hand and laughed.

That bastard.

"Sorry," he said, grinning. "I've never been to an amusement park." His grin morphed into a smirk as he leaned in close, right next to my ear. "I wanted my first time to be with someone… special." He whispered that last word yet I felt throughout my entire body, from the tips of my toes to the top of my head.

"Stop making innuendos all the time," I scolded while pushing him away (my face red, of course). "Let's go get in line for that ride."

We somehow ended up talking about everything.

We talked about our favorite colors.

"I like the color that honey is. The color of your eyes."

"I like… green…. BUT FOR NO SPECIAL REASON! IT'S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR EYES!"

We talked about our families.

"My dad actually left us with a load of debt a long time ago. I haven't really been able to fully trust a male since."

"What about me?"

"You're not male, you're a weird space alien. Weird space aliens don't have genders."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...But I guess I do trust you. Just a little."

We talked about high school.

"HA! I'm smarter than you, I ended up first in my class."

"I did, too. And I slept through most of my classes at that."

We talked - argued - about what an avocado truly is.

"Usui it's obviously a fruit! It has a seed. Fruits have seeds, vegetables don't."

"But I've been told all my life that it was a vegetable!"

"I thought you said you were smart!"

And, as much as I hated to admit it, I actually had a really good time. Being with Usui wasn't as pressuring as I thought it would be- I didn't have to try to impress him just because he grew up with a lot of money (not that I tried to). And I felt as though I could trust him, really trust him, in a way that I hadn't trusted a person ever since my dad ran off.

This unreasonable trust terrified me.

And yet I loved it.

The rides, of course, were a huge plus. Amusement parks have always been a huge highlight in my childhood. I was just glad I was able to share it with Usui. He wanted to try out every ride in the park - which,admittedly, it wasn't a difficult task due to the park's small size - although I would not go anywhere near the haunted house. He laughed at me for about ten minutes straight after I finally confessed my fear of ghosts. What an ass.

At some point in the day he had grabbed my hand. I didn't let him let go.

Eventually, the day came to an end. We had stayed as long as possible - Usui even faked being sick in order to postpone the photoshoot (I scolded him for not taking his work seriously after he did that, even though I was secretly delighted). But the park was closing soon and a person came on the intercom to politely ask everyone to head towards the exit.

"I had soooo much fun today, Misa-chan," Usui said cheerfully as we walked out of the exit and headed in some unknown direction. His smile softened. "We should do this again."

"...Yea," I said, allowing myself to admit that I had a really good time today. He beamed at me. "Where are we going?" I asked after a couple of minutes of comfortable silence as we continued to walk towards an unknown destination.

"To our special location," Usui said mysteriously as he tugged on my hand to walk a little faster.

"What special place?" I asked but I realized the answer once we stepped in front of the little park near my house. "This is 'our' place now?"

"Why not? I sometimes feel like we're the only ones who come here."

"Yeah, probably because we also show up pretty late at night. Speaking of which, I should probably get going. My mom's going to be worried." He nodded, but before I could walk off he grabbed my wrist.

"We should do this again."

"I think we established that, Usui."

"No, but… again, but a little... different."

I stared, unsure where this was going. "Different how?"

He smirked and I mentally thought oh shit. "Different like this."

And then he kissed me.

Okay it's short and terribly OOC but IDK what to do.

My writing style is different then what it used to be, so I went back to previous chapters and modeled this chapter after them. I hope I did okay... Please review how you think I did!

Once again I'm truly sorry for the long ass wait.

And I hope you enjoyed.

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Edit: IDK why but fanfiction deleted this chapter so I had to reupload it. Sorry for the false hope yall.

-Shadow