Hello, Stranger who has just clicked this page open and is currently reading this text!

It's just a little something to free myself form these nagging ideas which has been rambling in my head for like weeks now.

The first chapter isn't really telling; it's quite lovely and cute (I hope so at least xD), but generally it acts as a 'setting of the background' piece.

Share your opinions/ideas!

-s.

„Oi, what are you doing, Manami-chan?" Takahiro asked as he approached his wife.

„Looking at photos of Misaki. It's his graduation day so I wanted to give him something special. I don't know what's his hobby, so I figured it out that maybe I could look for inspiration in the photographs."

Takahiro smiled at her. It was very thoughtful of her.

"Hey, I've never seen this!", Manami exclaimed suddenly with laugh.

Curious, Takahiro looked over her shoulder to see what exactly was she pointing to. It was not Misaki's picture though, but his and Usagi-san's. Next to it was another one. On both of them, much younger Usagi-san held his best friend in tight embrace and he had to admit, he wore rather a horrid expression on each of them. Misaki's brother chuckled.

"It's from my graduation. Usagi-san used to hug me on every occasion as soon as he saw a camera in someone's hands. He almost broke my ribs once."

Manami's eyes went wide.

"I remember, on your birthday when you introduced me to him and Misaki." Manami frowned and threw him a wary smile. "He doesn't do it anymore, huh?" she noticed.

Takahiro took a seat next to his gorgeous wife. He pecked her on her lips and she blushed.

"When I think about it... no. I guess, he stopped it few years ago. Probably just decided to cut it out after we got married. You know, in case you were to went crazy about it... Oi, it hurt!"

Takahiro touched his aching arm, trying to massage the pain away.

He took the photo album from Manami's hands. He went through few more pages, looking at the photos of him and Misaki or him and Usagi-san.

"Usagi-san has always been a big child, so he treated his only friend, me, like some kind of a treasure. He never had many friends and generally disliked people around him. I was both really taken aback and terrified when he actually agreed to took Misaki under his roof. Poor Misaki."

Manami chuckled and circled her arms around Takahiro's neck.

"But they make such a sweet couple now, Taka-chan. As they say, opposites attract. I am so happy for both of them... Hey, remember when we walked in on them last..."

"Hai, hai," Takahiro mumbled, not really eager to think about his sweet little brother and his best friend in this kind of situation. It still seemed awkward. "Now can we go to sleep? We must wake up earlier tomorrow to find Misaki a graduation gift."

"Hai."

It's been years since I moved in to Usagi-san's apartment. Years of embarrassment, arguing, uncertainty and even more of embarrassment. We've been lovers almost since the beginning, not that I had any word when it came to that. However, put aside all the issues I listed above, I had to admit that it wasn't that bad.

I love Usagi-san and Usagi-san loves me. It's that simple. His father accepted me after a long and fierce fight and his brother gave up the stupid obsession about my person. Even my brother accepted us, as soon as he recovered from a severe shock.

I managed to get through the university years without much of a trouble. And even if there were some problems with that, Usagi-san was always ready to help. Mostly because he knew that whenever he helped me out with the studies, I would feel bound to stay up all night doing with him god-knows what came to his mind at that particular moment.

I partly hoped that if I played his little games at nights without complaining, he would leave me alone during days. Ha, it's the freaking horny rabbit Baka-Usagi we are talking about.

Well, but to get back to the point. Usagi-san wouldn't give up his attempts to ravish me each time he looked at me. And so, that is why I was currently stuck between Usagi-san and the kitchen counter, trying to escape his hard grasp and not to give in to the pleasure he was causing at that moment with his right hand caressing the inner side of my tight.

"Usagi-san!" I yelled at him.

"I love you," was his only answer. "I can't get enough of my Misaki."

"I love you, too, you dumbass," I answered proud of myself that I was finally able to say it without crying or stuttering. "But if you won't take your hands off me, I'm going to kick you and eat the dinner with Nii-san and Manami-san in the restaurant."

Usagi-san chuckled and bit jokingly my earlobe. I moaned silently.

"You know you don't want me to let go of you, Misaki," he murmured in a low voice. My head began to spin. "You want me to take you upstairs and make sweet love to you all day."

"Idiot," I grumbled and pushed him away. "You better go and finish the manuscript before Aikawa-san comes and kills you for another delay."

Usagi-san sighed heavily and without another word, went to his study. I smiled at the sight of his sadly lowered shoulders when he dragged his feet, one by one, up the stairs.

Today Nii-san and Manami-san came to celebrate my graduation. I invited also Aikawa-san and even Isaka-san, but we both, Usagi-san and I, hoped the latter would not make an appearance tonight. Initially I wanted us to go out not to trouble Usagi-san with the crowd of people in his sanctuary but Usagi-san, in very un-Usagi-san way, suggested throwing a small in-door party.

Who was I to decline such a generous offer?

"Ohaiooo, Usami-sensei, Misaki-chan!" Aikawa-san's voice rang from the door. The woman jumped happily into the kitchen, grinning like she usually did. I was very used to her jumping out of nowhere, so I only smiled gently and said hello.

"Where's sensei? Is he done writing the new chapter?" Aikawa-san asked looking around. When she couldn't find him, she growled angrily. I suddenly remembered why did I try to make sure Usagi-san met his deadlines each time. That woman was crazy.

"Aikwa-san! Maybe you want some tea? I just bought a new orange flavour, I wanted to try it with you, I know it's your favourite," I quickly stepped away from the cooker and made the woman sit on the couch. "It'll be in a minute. Just, please, take a seat and I go to fetch that idiot-hell of a boyfriend down."

Aikawa-san took a deep breath and grabbed some book from the table.

"What would I do without you, Misaki-chan!" She laughed. "You are like an angel sent from the heavens. Thanks Kami for both you and your patience for sensei."

I just smiled and disappeared, leaving the very smut editor to herself.