It was hard for me to come up with ideas for the chapter, I think I pulled through with the help of my sis

He gasped as he held up the Christmas present he had received from his elder brother, Takahiro. Misaki wanted to hug it but didn't for fear of damaging it. "This is perfect Takahiro! It's just what I needed!" The brunette quickly then felt the jealousy and anger from Usagi-san who stood only feet away. 'He's jealous of a PlayStation 2?' He looked back over his shoulder to see how right he was. Usagi-san was glaring daggers at the game system, trying to break it into little pieces. Sighing heavily, he returned his attention back to his brother who quickly handed him another but much smaller present in the shape of a rectangle. The wrapping was done perfectly so it was easy to tell that it had to be a video game. Curiously unwrapping it, he immediately saw a heart with two words in a font he'd never seen before: KINGDOM HEARTS. "Kingdom... Hearts?" He whispered out loud as his eyes traveled over the cover, noticing a few characters looking up at a young brown haired boy who was staring at a heart-shaped moon while holding a large key and a red head girl looking away from everyone as she sat below him on his left while a much older looking boy with somewhat long silver hair held a strange looking weapon over his shoulder while looking down stood just a few feet below the other boy on his right. "Do you know what the game is about?" He asked his brother who could only shake his head no.

"But it looked so interesting considering it has a character that reminds me of Usagi-san character plus the game was created by Square Enix and Disney, so I had to get it just for you." Takahiro laughed but Misaki could feel the growing jealousy coming from his Usagi-san. "Here Akihiko." Takahiro held out a silver wrapped gift to his best friend. "I made sure to think long and hard about your gift. Misaki's was quite easy for me to find but it took awhile for yours."
The jealousy disappeared as he took the gift in both hands. "Thank you." He didn't even bother taking his time unwrapping the present. He noticed it was a white box. He knew he didn't need anything but Misaki yet Takahiro didn't know about him being with his little brother so he guessed it was understandable. Removing the lid, his mouth formed a smirk.

"I'm sorry. It's not perfect but - ." Takahiro was cut off by Akihiko. "It's a great gift, Takahiro. Thank you." It was a brown picture frame containing a photo of him and his best friend from when they were in their last year of high school.

It was Misaki's turn to get jealous and Usagi could tell how much he was too. 'He doesn't like it when I get jealous yet here he is... jealous of a simple photo from years ago.' His smirk grew wider at the thought and whispered 'I'm not the only one to get jealous then. That's good.'
The reason Misaki was jealous of the photo was because his Usagi-san was smiling about it and the two of them still hadn't taken a picture together. He knew it was just an old memory, but he didn't like the fact his lover was smiling. 'He should only be smiling at me and just me. Great, I sound like Usagi-san now. I can't stay away from him no matter what I do though so leaving for a couple days is out of the question.' He just sighed and tried ignoring the facts and stood, placing his gifts on the couch. "I'll be back. I'm heading to the bathroom." He turned and noticed Usagi lay the picture down next to his gifts and placed his hands in his pockets before sighing. 'Is he upset about something? Did I do something wrong?'

With Misaki out of the room for a few minutes, Usagi finally had the chance to tell his friend what had been going on during Misaki's stay at his place. "Takahiro."

His friend looked up with a calm smile. "Yes Akihiko?"

"Do you promise that what I tell you does not ruin our friendship and your trust with your brother?"

Takahiro looked worried now. His best friend's words scared him. "I don't know if I can promise you anything but I can try."

The silver haired man stared hard at his dark haired friend before explaining everything from the beginning. "Remember when you brought Manami home to introduce and Misaki pulled me out of the house to pick up more champagne?"

"It's been quite awhile. But I can barely just remember him dragging you out." Takahiro nearly laughed.

"He cried for me. I won't say why but it made me smile knowing someone other than you cared about me. He told me that once he started crying he couldn't stop. So I did the first thing that came to my mind." Akihiko smiled at the memory of that night.

"What did you do?" Takahiro's palms felt sweaty.

"I took hold of his face and took his first kiss." His smiled faded when he saw his friend's hands clenched into fists. Takahiro was angry but he was trying not to show it. "Because of him, I've been much happier."

Takahiro stood and told him to take his things and go. "Misaki will be staying here for the time being. Until I can wrap my mind around what you told me. But is there more to the story? If so, you tell me now!"

Akihiko had already gathered his and Misaki's gifts but stood still. "Let your brother decide if he wants to stay here or not. Plus I never let him know I would tell you so I'll tell you the rest over the phone tomorrow. Just don't look pissed when he comes back out."
Takahiro opened his mouth to shout something but was interrupted by the olive eyed Misaki. "Sorry I took so long. I had to find some more hand soap. You're pretty low on toiletries and stuff Takahiro!" Misaki smiled at him. "Well I guess you would be because you don't go shopping like me and Manami do." His smile faded when he noticed Usagi-san holding his things. "Usagi-san? Is everything alright? Are we leaving now?"

"I realized I forgot I had a manuscript due tomorrow morning so it'll just be me who's going home. You stay here, Misaki."
"Idiot Usagi! How do you forget a manuscript? And sure it's great to see my brother but I want to go home with you." Misaki had no idea what was wrong with his lover, but he didn't like it. 'He would never tell me to stay unless he was with me.'

Usagi had to turn away so Misaki wouldn't see the forming tears. "I will only let you see me cry." He whispered to Misaki even though he knew the boy didn't hear him. He slowly walked to the entrance and slipped his black shoes and trench coat on, letting the picture hang in his hand, and finally walking out the door. 'I love you, Misaki.' A small tear rolled down his cheek the moment he got in his car.

"Brother, what happened between you two? I know Usagi-san would never leave without me! He would never tell me to stay!" Misaki annoyingly yelled.
Takahiro looked over at his younger brother and said 'nothing.' "He just has to finish a manuscript by morning, that's all."

The brunette took out his phone from his side jean pocket and went to click on Usagi-san's number but it was snatched away from his hand. Shocked, Misaki demanded to tell him why he did that.

"You'll get your phone back in the morning. You shouldn't interrupt him while he's working." Takahiro held his brother's phone tightly and said to follow him to the guest room. Misaki was quiet the rest of the night and barely looked at him. 'Lost in thought I take it?'

And he was right. Misaki did end up lost in thought for the remainder of the night. 'I know it's rude to interrupt but Usagi-san never really cares. It seems he enjoys my interruptions. Why would he leave without me? Does he not love me anymore? No. He told me this morning he loved me. He wouldn't do this if he loved me. But maybe I'm in trouble with some part of his family and he doesn't want me to get hurt. That has to be it, right?' Tears began flooding his eyes as he laid down on the bed. It wasn't like his beautiful and annoying Usagi's. 'I need you Usagi-san. I love you. I know I don't say it much but it's the truth. You make my heart race when I see you. You make my body heat up when you speak softly to me. I act childish and selfish half the time but you don't care. I yell at you to finish your work and tell you to let me go when you grab me from behind. But when you hold me, I don't want you to let go. I like when your cold hands touch my skin. You always know how to make me feel when I'm down.' "Have I ever done any of the wonderful things you've done to me, to you? No. And it's all because I'm too nervous, shy, or embarrassed. Maybe you hate me because I don't return your love the way you do. And I don't blame you if you do." Misaki finally let himself cry. He cried loudly, hugging his pillow, trying to imagine it was his lover. Takahiro burst into the room and stared at him worriedly until a name he didn't want to hear, slipped from the boy's mouth. "I want U-Usagi-san! I need to talk to him!"

This scared Takahiro so he slowly closed the bedroom door and left his brother alone. 'I have to do this now.' He opened his brother's cell and scrolled through the very few contacts his little brother had. Seeing Usagi-san's number, he quickly clicked it and held the phone to his ear, not even having to wait for a second ring before it was answered.

"Misaki?" came Akihiko's upset voice.
"No." Takahiro quietly said. "Finish your story of my brother and you. For some reason, he needs to talk to you and it's bothering me."
"Put me on the phone with him first."
"I will... afterwards." The black haired man heard growling then a heavy short sigh from the other line.
"Our relationship is a private one. I can easily see through his lies. He wanted to stay with me because he loves me. And I love him. I will never let go of him. We eat together when we can. If he works late, he wraps my food up and puts it in the microwave. I've picked him up from school even though he refuses to be seen with me if I'm going to drive my car but I didn't care. I wanted to show his friend that Misaki is mine. We've had our share of problems before like my half-brother going after him and me nearly being kissed by someone else because I was thinking too much."
"What do you two do other than eat together?" Takahiro glared, hoping his thoughts were wrong.
On the other line, Akihiko didn't want to tell him but if he wanted to speak to his Misaki, he had to be honest. "Well, we are lovers. And what do lovers do, Takahiro?" He could hear soft breathing coming from Takahiro. "I've told you everything. Now let me speak to him."

Takahiro wanted to decline but he had said he'd let him talk after. So, slowly, he headed back to the guest room and opened the door. "Just to let you know, I don't approve of your relationship whatsoever." He only received silence as he approached his brother. "Misaki?" He noticed the boy was sitting up, eyes open halfway, tear streaks running down his face in a straight line and muttering something his big brother couldn't make out clearly. "Misaki?" He spoke louder, shocking the boy into looking up at him.

"Go away." Misaki could feel more tears prick his eyes.

"Didn't you say earlier you needed to speak to him?" He nodded, tears falling again.
"Well, I thought I'd give him a call and he wants to talk to you too." Takahiro watched as Misaki slowly raised his shaky hand to take his phone back.
After it was in his hand, Misaki put it to his ear and told his brother to leave the room who unhappily left and shut the door behind him, darkness filling the room again. "You would never leave without me."

Usagi-san bent his head down. "I know and I'm sorry. I didn't want to leave you behind but Takahiro had told me to leave."
Misaki, scared even more, asked "Why would he tell you to leave? You two are best friends."

"Misaki. It was my fault you cried." Usagi heard sniffling. "When you were in the bathroom, I told him the night our relationship began and he didn't like it. He called me a few minutes ago and told me to tell him about the rest of our relationship."

"I see... I don't blame you though. He was bound to find out sooner or later."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry too. I came up with reasons for why you left me here. I thought you didn't love me anymore or I was in trouble with your family or... I was only causing you trouble. I love you Usagi-san."

After hearing those words come from Misaki, he ran out the door but stayed on the line with his lover. "Misaki... I will always love you no matter what happens or what you do. You make me happy." He quickly parked his car on the side of the road and ran the last block to his friend's home. "Never think I don't love you." He knocked on the door continuously until Takahiro opened it and was shoved aside as Usagi walked down the hallway, listening for sniffling coming from a room. He could hear Misaki's cries close by and it wasn't because of the phone. "Misaki." He whispered lightly.

"I just want you here, Usagi-san!" The crying, Usagi realized, was coming from the room to his left. He hung up the phone as he opened the door. "It's alright now. I'm here."

Misaki threw his phone down, startled for a moment, before feeling cold hands touch his face, and more tears began flowing from his eyes. 'Kiss me damn it.'

Usagi quickly brought his lover's face close to his, lips only an inch apart. Wanting to calm his lover down, he gently kissed him once. When he pulled away, Misaki had stopped crying. "No more crying. Please Misaki?"

Even though Takahiro stood in the doorway, the two continued speaking, acting like he wasn't there. So Takahiro just stayed and watched how they acted around one another and listened to their conversation. "I won't cry anymore if you don't leave me behind again!" Misaki yelled into Usagi's white shirt.

The older male smiled down at him and grabbed his face again. "I promise. I will never leave you behind again." He saw a smile appear on Misaki's lips before he kissed the boy roughly, who grabbed onto the back of his shirt tightly and didn't let go.

'I need to speak to Manami about this. I'm happy that Misaki's happy but I can't accept their relationship.' Takahiro watched on a couple minutes before being grossed out and shutting the door.

"Usagi-san?" Misaki stared into Akihiko's bright and loving eyes.
"What is it?"
"I was wondering if I could try some of the stuff you do to me, to you." Misaki's face was covered in a dark blush. "Or at least try again?"

Usagi smiled, glad he was back to his old self. "Yes." And for the remainder of the night, Misaki, even though he was still nervous and unsure of himself, did whatever he could to pleasure him that night.