Maid-Sama at Usui's Apartment

I do care, baka Usui.

-Misaki's POV-

I was flustered as I stared at Usui who looked right back at me with wide eyes through his glasses. He had opened the door, but didn't expect to see me behind it. His left arm was in a cast and his right was bandaged. Glancing at the interior of his living room, I saw an extravagant apartment that looked completely new. Shock came over me, but I found my voice.

"What in the world is this place?!!" It was a bit uncomfortable for me to be in such a luxurious looking space. After all, I am poor and was surprised because I never knew what kind of place he lived in.

"It's my house," he answered, recovering from his own shock.

"So it would seem," I said tensely. I was still suspicious, but this was where the paper said to go.

"What?" He asked. "Did you come to visit me?"

"S-Something like that..." I entered when Usui gestured for me to and saw that he was alone. "Where's your family?"

"They aren't here. I live alone."

I stepped further inside and was awed by everything. Three glass panels in front of me with a beautiful view of the outside. There was a sofa on my left with a pillow and pushed up blankets. I felt bad, I must've disturbed him if he was sleeping. He kept the place tidy though, considering that he was a guy and he lived by himself. "You didn't just move in or anything like that, right...?"

"I've been living here since I started going to high school," he replied and walked toward me. Gently, I was pushed against the wall and Usui put on a smirking seductive face. "Why did you come alone...? You don't mind me doing things to you?"

I narrowed my eyes, glared at him, and slapped my hand onto his forehead. It was burning. "I KNEW YOU HAD A FEVER," I yelled with my lecturing voice. "So it's true that you forced them to let you leave the hospital! Go to bed! I'm going to borrow a towel, ice, and so forth."

"No. I'll do it."

"You stay in bed!" Puff of angry steam came out of my ears as I ordered him around.

"Ayuzawa, really-"

"Please, stay in bed! Aho (idiot)!" I lowered my voice. He should know that I was worried about him. "Please... Let yourself heal."

He went back to lying on the couch and rested. I fetched the ice in water and a towel. I soaked it, dried it, and placed it on his forehead. Still, I was concerned about his family not knowing.

"So you haven't contacted your family at all?"

"It's unnecessary."

"Why did you leave the hospital so quickly?"

"It was boring."

"Are you eating well?"

At that question, he looked away. I sighed, assuming that he had not been eating. I was terrible at cooking, but I tried my best. My attempt to make food for poor health was a failure. Usui being an excellent chef, he criticized me.

"You've overlooked it, the rice has turned into a white soup. Kaichou (prez), so you're-"

"YES!" I interrupted. "I suck at cooking! You got a problem with that?!! If you don't want it, then don't eat it!! I'll eat it all myself!!!"

"I'll eat," he said. I looked at him, ending my rant. "But I can't use my right hand, so feed me." That made me blush. He continued. "By the way, I'm sensitive to hot food, just like cats." My face was a full blown tomato. He was forcing me to treat him like a child, telling me to cool his soup and feed him! Nevertheless, I did it. He took the first sip.