A loud shrieking filled the house as soon as Misaki saw the man sitting in the chair. Misaki was on the floor kicking and screaming. Throwing every last ounce of tantrum he had in him, although it was annoying the man, and Nowaki actually felt a little bad for him. He was waiting so excitedly for his older brother to come get him, and all the 7 year old was seeing now was a man with silver hair that was obviously not his brother. "Misaki Misaki, it's okay this is your brother's friend." The screaming had managed to die down to loud sobs and hiccups. Nowaki was gently stroking the boys back, trying to calm him down as best as he could. "I want...I want..." He was unable to finish the sentence due to the random chokes and sobs that interrupted his speaking patterns. The man with silver hair stood up and reached into his coat.
Misaki flinched away, half expecting this man to pull out a gun or a knife. But all that fear went away when he felt something soft and fuzzy touching his cheek. Forest green eyes slowly opened to see a small caramel colored teddy bear, with an orange and blue polka dotted ribbon. He quickly grabbed the small toy and hugged it tightly, obviously a little happier than before. The man gave a low sigh and smiled. "My name is Usami Akihiko." He was trying to speak slowly and softly. "Your brother entrusted... no your brother asked me to take care of you, and I said yes." He decided to try brushing the boys bangs out of his eyes. 'You really need a haircut.' was the random thought that came to Akihiko's mind. "When's Nii-chan coming back though?" Violet eyes looked sadly at Misaki and a small hug was given to him. "I'm sorry."
Misaki stared at the man. "Mister Usagi." Akihiko almost chuckled at how the child mispronounced his name, but kept a serious face. "What does that even mean?" Tears began to bubble past the bottom eyelid, and stream down the childs face. "Niichan! Niichan promised!" Usami gently pulled the sobbing child into his embrace and picked him up, he wasn't exactly sure of how to calm him down. Hell Akihiko was actually planning on taking Misaki to a therapist in a few days to determine what mental disease he had. Eventually Misaki had fallen asleep due to the lack of water in his body, and that was when Akihiko decided was the best time to take him home.
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Misaki was completely unwilling to go with the man to his apartment, a little scared and stiff Usami had to gently lead him by the hand towards the private elevator that was the only way to get to his penthouse apartment on the top floor of the building. It took a lot of coaxing and little lures, such as candies that the woman from the front desk was kind enough to give him. To get Misaki to go upstairs but he managed to do it. However the minute he decided to put down the boys few things a small voice called out to him. "I'm hungry." That was the one thing he had not thought of, how was he supposed to feed the kid? He could probably manage a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on the spot but that probably wouldn't be enough. Akihiko realized that he had to make a phone call.
The small child continued to whine and complain about his hunger to Usami as he dialed the numbers on his phone. "Mister Usagi... Hungry..." He didn't even attempt to get the child off of his leg as he was only focusing on the dull sound of the line ringing. Once... twice... then a voice. "Akihiko sensei, are you calling about that manuscript?" Aikawa, his personal editor answered the phone, and the first line was about work. "No Aikawa this is not a matter of a manuscript, it's something of much more importance." He listened to a loud sigh on the other end. "Well I'm gonna need some proof, so I'm coming over." Akihiko reached down and gently rubbed the boys head. "Alright I'll be here." With that he hung up and stared at the boy who just stared back at him. "Hungry.."
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Within the hour Aikawa had arrived, and did what she was expected to. Began to yell at Usami, spotted Misaki, squealed at how adorable he was and was now sitting with the child in her lap listening to everything Usami had to say. "I had to take the child in, however I was so keen on keeping my promise to Takahiro that I forgot that I can't cook for him. I can usually live off of convenience store food myself however..." Aikawa decided to interrupt. "That's not good enough for a growing child yes, well for Misaki I think I can make at least 2 weeks worth of meals and just keep on delivering food for him every now and then, but you'll have to pay." Akihiko smirked and pulled out multiple bills from his wallet. "1, 2, 3, 4, 5 Will 5000 dollars take care of the first couple of months?"
Aikawa smiled and took the money. "Yes that should be plenty, I'll make him lunch and dinner here at your house. Besides you also need to take care of other things."
"Like what?"
"Well let's see... He needs his own room. Isn't that one room next to yours still empty?"
"Yes, it is still empty."
"Alright that can be his room. He'll also need a bed, a dresser, some clothes, some pillows, a desk."
"Aikawa you should let me write this down so that I know what to remember."
The woman waited as the silver haired man ran up to his study and grabbed a small notepad that he used for jotting down story ideas in his free time, or at least he was supposed to use it for that. It was actually still unused. He jotted down the list of items Aikawa had already stated and looked straight at her, urging the strawberry blonde girl to continue.
"He'll also need a chair, he's probably to young to have his own tv so we can leave that off of the list. Oh a sheet set, and his own toys. Akihiko finished writing down the last of the items and sighed loudly. "Kids seriously need all of this crap?" The woman nodded and smiled at him. "We should probably go to the store soon." Aikawa spoke calmly as he gently pushed Misaki off of her lap, and stood up. "Now let's get him fed."
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"Listen Aikawa I would rather you go home then come with us, Misaki and I can get his clothes ourselves we just have to get clothes a couple of sizes bigger so he can grow into them." Usami only knew this bit of knowledge from watching television about modern families.
"Sensei sensei sensei. You have no idea how much I really love shopping for clothes."
"Then you go grab his clothes, while I take him to choose out furniture, and toys."
"Alright have it your way, just drop me off right here."
Akihiko, stopped the car in front of a childrens clothing store and watched Aikawa open and then slam the door shut. "I'll be waiting back at the apartment with the clothes for him." The ash blonde man nodded and drove off. Misaki still sitting quietly in the back, muttering softly to himself. "Misaki." The child ignored him and continued to mutter to something that was aparently next to him. All Akihiko could do was roll his eyes and shake his head in disappointment. Just what exactly was wrong with this child?