Good morning / afternoon / evening Otaku's! Or if you aren't obsessed and crazy about Anime as me, then... you're just a normal human being!
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Well this is a lemon fanfic! So you have been warned, young readers could get permanent damage to their brain and eyes...
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"Goodmorning, Ayuzawa" The soft voice called out to me as I walked out my door, with a old mayo pastry. "Usui... do you have not have anyone else to bother this early in the morning?" My tone came off more aggressive than I wanted it to be, making me look at my feet instead of him. Maybe I shouldn't have done that, maybe he doesn't actually have friends?! No way, it's Stupid Usui, I'm sure he just wants to ju- "Misaki?" To busy in my own world of thought, I didn't notice that he was practically breathing on my face! "U-Usui, go away." His hot breath was hitting my neck, and I can't say I didn't like it... and it really didn't irritate me at all. Placing my hands on both his shoulders, I lightly push him back, and he accepts it. "How'd you know I was going out today anyway?" My eyes pierced into his, trying to search for a answer. "I'm a stalker... why wouldn't I know?" Now that's what agitated me, because... he's actually a really nice guy but saying he's a stalker, stooping that low! "I'm going to th-" "Lets go to the shop together." Finishing my sentence with a smirk, he links his arm into mine, gently pulling me along to the Train Station.
As we got to the shops, I noticed Usui continuously yawning. "Listen up, Idiot Usui. If you are tired, then go home!" Pushing him away from me, I stomp off with him softly chuckling behind me. "I can't let you go alone... who knows who... might want you." He grabs my wrist, pulling me into his chest as he nibbled on my neck. "S-stop." Like a sacred command, he let go of me and gave me a pat on the head. Does he think I'm a kid when he does that? Damn, outer-space alien. I dig into the depths of my coffee jacket pockets trying to find the list of stuff I needed. Flustered because I felt like I lost it, Usui taps my shoulder and points to a lingerie store. "You're starting to out grow your cream camisole." Rolling my eyes at how descriptive he was of my camisole. "That's really specific, pervert." Slipping out a little laugh, Usui just watched in surprise. "Let's go then, maybe you can help me?" Grabbing his hand tightly, I pull him into the store. "I-I was... You don't h-have too... I was messing a-around!" His face blushed, as I picked up a black laced bra. "Think of this as... punishment." Sighing, he placed his hand on the back of his neck before ogling the Bra's and Swimsuits. I let go of his hand to grab a set of both undergarments, they had a little bow on the front. Although I was touching something... my hand felt lost without his touch. "U-Usui, can you wait for me while I try these on?" He nods slowly as we walk over to the changing rooms. "Now, Boyfriend you stay right here while we get your girlfriend looking all seductive." The fitting room staff give me a friendly smile. "Well you see, we aren't-" Usui tries to stop them from calling us a couple because he thinks I don't like it... "Yep, I gotta look stunning for Boyfriend-Chan." Saying something really out of my student council personality, I cover my mouth as they lead me into the fitting rooms.
"Boyfriend-Chan, eh?"
