Disclaimer: It the same as last time
Misaki stepped outside and closed her eyes, taking that few seconds to enjoy what little freedom she had.
"Misa-chan! Can you lock up?" A person called from within the shop.
"Sure." Misaki replied, happy that she got some time to relax before reality was blasted into her face, again.
"You're back to normal, Prez." Misaki jumped, a cold sweat breaking out. A person, who was hidden in the stepped out, illuminating himself by the flickering streetlight, at the end of it's life. Upon recognition, Misaki breathed a sigh of relief.
"Usui, you shouldn't scare me like that." She said, loosening her tense shoulders. He made no move to answer. "What do you want?" He shrugged, motioning with his hand for her to continue what she was doing. She let out an exasperated sigh, but nevertheless did as she was told.
Usui watched as Misaki struggled with the door, feeling an overwhelming sensation to protect her, that was part of the reason why he didnt answer her question was because he didnt want her to be caught in the mess that was his life.
"Now, what do you want?" He continued to ignore her, an awkward five seconds passed. "Fine, if you're not going to do anything, I will. Follow me." Misaki started toward her house, but remembering that her mother and sister were at home, she immediately switched course and headed for the park instead.
Without thinking, Misaki plopped herself on the swings, and absentmindedly swung back and forth.
"Prez, are you gay?" Misaki stopped in her tracks, her face pretty much turning to stone.
"Wh-wh-why would y-you ask that?" The statement was so far from the truth that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"I dunno, it just sees like you hate everyone of the male gender."
"No, I'm not gay," Usui stared her face wondering if he was dreaming when he saw the faint flicker of a smile appear on her face. "It just seems like they're all so irresponsible, so messed up. I can just see them leave the rest o their family to fend for themselves, while the go off somewhere unbeknownst to the rest of them." Misaki chuckled ironically, "I wonder why I'm even telling you this."
From the outside, Usui appeared to be a cold-hearted person, who knew nothing about other people's feelings, but he knew that she was about to break. Like the gentleman he was, he switched the topic. "If you don't like them so much, why did you go to Seiko high, it's student body is pretty much composed of boys." Okay, so maybe he wasn't that gentlemanly.
"For the money." Misaki caught the questioning look on Usui's face, "It was cheap."
"Hmmm..." Usui nodded, understanding her concerns, "Why do you work so far away, and at a maid cafe at that? Isn't there that construction area somewhere here?"
Misaki stared at her feet sadly. "Yea, well, I don't have the stamina to work there and continue to do well in school."
"Hm... Yea, you have to keep up your demon look." She glared at him, and Usui just barely managed to stop his smile. Misaki turned away and walked toward the railing, spreading her arms wide.
"Look, dont you like this view, it makes me feel so nostalgic." Usui walked up behind her looking down, and for the first time in what felt like forever, he smiled.