Maid-Sama: Takumi Usui X Shy Reader

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"One cutesy cutesy rice omelet, coming right up!" I said with a bright smile, before walking off to go get the order made.

I love working at Maid Latte, it's the only time I'm not stuttering or mixing up my words around people. I can put on the brave face and act like the person I'm not when I'm at home or at school.

Out there, with people who know me from inside a classroom, or if they just know me in the sense of knowing of my existence, I am constantly feared of being judged or worry about making mistakes. Always to the point that because of how paranoid and scared I am of trying to not make those mistakes, I make them anyways. And it's always one big mess.

But here, it doesn't matter. We each go by a nickname and these are strangers. No one here actually knows me. No one is here to judge me. And that's another thing I love about working here.

"Here you go master, enjoy."

Well there is one other girl that works here from my school. Misaki Ayuzawa. She's the school student council president. But lucky for me, she feels embarrassed about the job, and wants know one to know about it. She feels just as self conscious about it as I do about myself in general.

Doesn't stop me from stuttering at least one or two words when we're in the changing room, but it's better than nothing. I'll take what I can get.

But what I can't handle is seeing Usui Takumi around. (He goes by his last name all the time by everyone, so of course being me, I had to say it as it is in my own head too) ever since he stumbled upon learning that Misaki works here, he's been showing up a lot. And it started to become a daily occurrence. Which I can't handle. At all.

He's perfect at everything he does, and that isn't an exaggeration. Everyone at school praises him. His grades are second to none, the teachers respect him, the guys look up to him and the girls - with the exception of Misaki- love him.

Not to mention he is down right gorgeous. I honesty thought he could have been a character from a supernatural themed anime with demons or vampires, because it is completely inhumane to be that attractive and perfect.

Well Misaki calls him a pervert, a heartbreaker and a stalker, so I guess you can count that as a flaw. But I wouldn't know, I never talk to him. I might as well sign myself up for suicide.

So once I noticed his reoccurring visits, I started to change my hours. Any time Misaki wasn't working, I did. When she worked, I would be getting ready to leave in the changing room. Probably seems like I'm avoiding her, but that isn't the case.

"(N/n) you're off the clock." Said the manager.

I nod and head into the staff room, changing out of the maid uniform and changing into my own clothes.

"Bye everyone, see you tomorrow." I waved shyly. They're my coworkers, I have to make some effort.

"Bye (Y/n)"

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Walking into school I headed straight for my locker, it's not like I really have anyone to talk to. I took a sharp breath, stopping dead in my tracks as I see three guys hanging outside my locker. It's bad enough that I wouldn't have the guts to tell any group of people to move out of the way, but these three?

Misaki refers to them as the three idiots. She's always yelling at this group of boys in particular. Mostly because they're never in the proper dress code or aren't wearing their uniform properly.

But I had to get to my locker. Class starts in 6 minutes and it's on the other side of the school. I'd rather get there before the halls are crowded and everyone starts heading to their classrooms.

"E-excuse me." I stammered, trying to get their attention. But it seemed like they were too deep into their conversation to hear me.

So I tried again, but my attempts were futile. I got the same result. nothing. No one ever hears me, and if they somehow do, my existence means absolutely nothing.

"In case you idiots hadn't realised, this young woman is trying to get to her locker." I, along with the 3 boys, froze. "So if you would ever be so kind to move out of her way..." he trailed off

"USUI!" the three paniced before running off.

Was he really that intimidating?

What am I saying, of course he is. The same way that he's perfect at everything and has everyone adoring him, he can just as easily have people fear him. He's incredibly strong, tall and muscular..

But they ran at the sound of his voice... the mere sight of him, and the idea of what would happen if they remained in his presence...

They didn't notice me or acknowledge me at all... no one could care less if they tried..

"Are you alright (L/n)-san?" I raise my head, looking at him in surprise.

He knew my name?

I mentally shake mt head as i grabbed my things from my locker, closing it soon after. Don't start thinking like that (Y/n), you're not even a spec of dust to him, you're less than that.

"I'm fine... thank you Usui." I said bowing my head. Not just to hide my face, but in thanks for getting the boys away from my locker.

I waited patiently for him to leave, but... he hasn't. He just kept staring at me with this intense gaze. His jade colored eyes met with my own, and I tried not to panic.

"I haven't seen you at the cafe in a while. Did you quit?"

Why would he want to know?

"N-no.. but I-I don't see how that's any of y-your business." I stuttered, not looking him in the eye.

I gulp when suddenly I'm trapped between him and my locker. My back pressed against it fully, while his hands were on either side of me, leaning in. He's a mountain compared to me. He's 6'2, while I'm (y/h).

"If you didn't quit, why haven't I seen you at work? Have you been promoted to work as a chef in the kitchen?" he pondered out lout to himself, never taking his eyes off of me. "No.. that can't be it, because I started working there part time.. that can only mean that you switched your work hours."

"So what if I did?" I patted myself on the back for not stuttering that time, if I spoke normally and not in a small whisper, I might just have to throw myself a party.

Whatever minimal amount of courage I had left in this moment completely vanished. Before it was just his hands that had me trapped against my locker, but now the space between us drastically changed, decreasing even more as arms now pressed against the locker. From his fists to his elbows, he was diminishing both the space between out bodies, and my courage.

"Well now I don't get to see you all cute and brave in your made uniform. Really disappointing." my face began to heat up. No one has ever called me cute, aside from the manager whenever she gives us our theme day uniforms.

"What does it matter.. you have all the time in the word to stare at Misaki." Why would he need to see me at work when he can oogle at his favorite maid?

"Ms President??" he questioned looking slightly confused, before a smirk graced his lips. "(Y/n), you completely misunderstand me. Yes, I do ever so greatly enjoy teasing our Kaicho, that's only just a bonus."

A bonus?

I tense as his face leans down closer to mine, his warm breath mixing with my own.

"It's you that I come to see."

Before I could even process his words, I could have sworn I stopped breathing. I don't think it was possible for my face to take on more colour and heat than it already has.

My eyes widened more than I thought possible. He... He was kissing me...

He moved his left hand to cup the side of my face, deepening the kiss. I could have sworn I was dreaming. What could THE Takumi Usui see in me?

When he pulled away, I was utterly speechless. I had no words.

He smiled, not a single hint of ill intent showed on his face. He pushed a strand of hair behind my ear, my cheeks still set ablaze.

"I.. I have to go." I took off in a rush before he could say anything.

He just stole my first kiss, and I don't even know why.

I'm not going to be able to concentrate at all.

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I couldn't think straight for the life of me. Every time I saw him, I froze and felt like I was burning alive. It was almost impossible to avoid him.

I was hoping to avoid him at work, but he managed to figure out my work hours. Misaki is right, he is some kind of perverted stalker from another planet.

The one place I wanted to truly get away from him.. now the only safe haven I have left is my home. But I doubt it'll be long before he starts showing up there too.

"What can I get for you master?" I asked while trying not to have a mental breakdown.

"A (favorite flavor) milkshake with (favorite topping) please, Ms." The tall blonde ordered with a smile.

"Coming right up master." I still don't get why he's here. Misaki is the one he likes... isn't she?

I turn to walk away, but his voice was heard once more. "Oh, please do get me two straws." He now had that natural smirk on his face that he wore whenever he planned on getting on Misaki's nerves.. then again, just his name sets a fire in her mind.

Just as I was about to turn around again, he stopped me once more. "One more thing."

"Yes master?"

"I'd like you to personally make my drink, if you don't mind." If he wasn't such a lion, while I was nothing more than a mouse, and not so shy, I would strangle him. I can begin to see why Misaki has her issues with him.

I said nothing else, but put a bright smile on my face, going to get him his drink. As I did so, I realised it was nearly the end of my shift.

I finished up with his smoothie, and too be honest, I was really tempted to take a sip. It was one of my favorites. But now isn't the time to start thinking with my stomach. My main priority is giving Usui his drink, and getting out of here.

"Here you go Master. Enjoy." I don't think I could have discreetly walked faster if I tried.

And to be honest, I don't want to take any chances. So I'm not even going to change, I'll find a decent enough place and get changed elsewhere. For all I know, he'll just inhale the drink inhumanly, and then try to 'talk' to me in the staff room.

Just before I can make my escape, the manager asked me to take out the garbage. Fine, no problem.

I let out a sigh as I put the heavy bag down. They really gotta learn to put the trash into more than one bag, we can't keep carrying one bag with all this garbage almost on a daily basis. It's too much.

"AH!" I shrieked as I felt my uniform being lifted up from underneath.

"Nice panties." he comments with a smile, sounding oh so calm.

"PERVERT!!" I shout, punching him in the face, jumping away from him.

His eyes widen with surprise, looking at me in shock, not expecting me to 'attack'. I was glaring at him until something caught my eye.

The left cheek that I punched and that he lightly grazed with his fingers was red. that made sense. So why the hell was his other cheek mirroring the same shade??

"Impressive. I had no idea you could hit so hard."

"WELL I'M NOT GONNA LET ANYONE TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME, BAKA!!"

"Take advantage? Me? Never." LIAR!

"Just cuz you're an insanely strong, perverted green eyed blond, doesn't mean you can get away with touching a girl like Meliodas!" I shout defensively.

He raises an eyebrow. "Meliodas? As in the anime character from some anime?"

"Then again, Meliodas can't cook to save his life... unless killing people with how bad his food is, and food poisoning counts." I said to myself in thought, thinking back to the character, and how well Usui can cook.

Taking the time to think about it, he's more of a cross between Meliodas, and Adrien Agreste.

But spacing out right now wasn't one of the brightest things I could have done in this given moment in time. Gasping as I'm suddenly held from behind. Blood running up from my neck to my cheeks as Usui groped one of my breasts.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Well I'm a massive pervert right? Like that anime character who only gropes his lover, Elizabeth." My eyes widen as his hold on me tightens, bringing my back closer to his chest as he peppers my neck with kisses, trailing his free hand up my thigh. I was frozen. I couldn't move. I didn't know what to do.

"Why..." was what came out from my lips in a soft whisper.

He turned me around in his arms, pressing me against the alley's wall. "Because I want you to be mine. Outside of work I want to be the only one who sees you dress in such a way. I want people to know that you belong to me. I want you, and you alone (Y/n)"

My lips part, but no words come out. How does someone respond to that?

"I might be a pervert, but just like him, I'm dedicated to one woman. And I don't intend on leaving."

His eyes bore into mine, while my blush couldn'y be more evident. "Takumi..."

His head lowers, his bangs covering his face so I can no longer stare into his emerald eyes. I didn't want to know why his breathing sounded heavy... almost like... he was panting.

"Say my name again." he said, not raising his head.

"Wha~"

"Please, say my name again." he said looking up, his cheeks just as flushed as mine. I didn't want to know what he was thinking right now.

"Taku~mph!" he collided his lips with mine, holding my face in his hands, pulling me into a deep kiss. Once I get over my shock, I close my eyes and allow him to kiss me. He notices and that encourages him to deepen the kiss further.

I've never done this sort of thing before, but i decided to try being bold, nibbling on his bottom lip, while bringing one arm to wrap around his neck, while the other cups his cheek in my hand. I must have done something right, because he lifted me off the floor, bringing the two of us closer together, moaning into the kiss.

I think I'm going to give him a chance.....

THE END

God this took forever to write, I hope no one is disappointed. This chapter was requested by Mai_Hayashi  I hope this was what you were hoping for.

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