A Kaichou wa Maid Sama Fic: Our Never Ending Love

Chapter 18

Misaki's POV

"She's going to need surgery. Her lungs were damaged pretty badly," the doctor informed.

"Surgery?" I whispered.

"She'll be okay after the surgery but if she doesn't get it, she'll die," the doctor said bluntly.

"And if the surgery goes wrong?" I asked.

"It depends on what goes wrong. There are different results," the doctor replied.

"And...," I looked down, my black bangs binding my shame-filled eyes,"... what if... I don't have the money to pay for the surgery?"

"Ma'am, we'll keep her alive as long as we can, but she needs surgery before 24 hours. I don't know how or where you're going to get the money, but if you don't then she's going to die soon." He looked at me with pity written all over his face.

I sighed, bottling up all my emotions for the moment, "Alright. I'll try to find some money before tomorrow night."

He nodded and I left.

I walked outside trying to figure out just how I was going to get the money. The bill was high already without the surgery to pay for.

I leaned my head against the tree. I had unconsciously been walking in the woods behind the hospital.

"God, please help me," I murmured.

"What's wrong, Ayuzawa?" someone whispered, sending chills down my spine.

My cheeks felt hot and I spun around and yelled pointing a finger at the guy, "Don't- do that!"

Ikuto smiled playfully, "Do what?"

"Ugh, you know- just don't..." I was losing again, just as I always had with Usui.

He smirked, obviously knowing that I was at a loss for words.

I glared at him, "Don't talk to me. Go away."

He chuckled and I turned away, facing my back to him.

"Hey, Misaki... She'll be alright. She's just getting surgery," he said gently, touching my arm.

"No... She's not getting surgery. I don't have the money. She's going to die!"

There was silence; I was still facing my back to him.

I sighed, closing my eyes and leaning against the tree again. "I've always dealt with this. Always. I've been having financial problems since my dad left. I've been able to deal with it up until now, but now it's wearing me down."

"Misa-chan," he said, quietly and this time his voice was different. It was... He sounded exactly like Takumi. "You're not like this. Where's the tough fearless girl that I used to know?"

He gently took my hand from behind me and squeezed them. "I could give you the money, but I don't think you'd take it." His voice went back to his original one, leaving me to wonder whether I had just imagined Takumi's voice.

"I won't," I immediately replied. "I don't take money from other people."

"I know. But your daughter is going to die. You need it, Misaki," he said.

"I don't know what I'm going to do. How am I ever going to pay you back?" I asked, opening my eyes.

"You don't have to, Misa," he said. I shook my head. that was not happening.

"Misaki!" a voice yelled.

Ikuto let go of my hands and I turned around to see who was calling.

"Tora?" I asked. "How did you know we were here?"