A/N: Lemon in the next chapter (which may or may not be posted later today!). Okay, so Misaki is finally going to start reading and getting ideas to keep Usagi away from his brother (at least that's the story he's going with). If you have a request, send it over! Misaki needs some juicy ideas after all. Anyway, enjoy!

It was a long day. It was an unbelievably, unbearably long day. Misaki tried to occupy his time with menial schoolwork, but that could only get him so far. A few times he considered calling one of his friends, but each time he decided against it on the off chance Usagi came back early. So he made more food for himself and spent most the day pacing the floor worrying about what his tutor and his brother were doing. Out of concern for his brother of course, not because he kept picturing Usagi getting cuddly with his brother, because he had such strong feelings of unrequited love for so long. No, he didn't care at all that the author was out with the (former?) object of his affections while the very same was vulnerable, probably giving him soft kisses and touching him gently. Misaki only cared about his brother getting taken advantage of by some predatory pervert, which was no doubt happening right now because Misaki wasn't there to stop it!

The door opened then, catching Misaki's attention instantly. As soon as he saw Usagi alone in the doorway, he started looking like a dog happy to see his master, even if he was also blatantly annoyed. "How's nii-san?"

"He's fine." Usagi said. "He was a little upset this morning but he's come around a lot since then."

What a relief. Wait, he's feeling better already? What sort of sneaky tactics did Usagi use on his poor brother? "What did you do all day?" It was a thinly veiled accusation rather than a question, and wasn't the least bit subtle. No one was fooled by it.

"Oh?" The author said with a broad, sly grin. "You want to know how I comforted him?" He approached, causing the smaller to become defensive and back up. The author continued approaching until Misaki was backed against the wall. Little Misaki looked like a cornered animal, mostly because right now he was.

Usagi seized his face, staring at him. Misaki had no choice but to meet his eyes. To his surprise, he wasn't then attacked, instead Usagi just grinned and released him. "He's staying at a hotel." He said with a suggestive voice. "I took him out for coffee and we talked about the problems leading up to his divorce. He says it was for the best. He needs some time though." No mention of any funny business, which was strange. Misaki braced himself for the attack, but it never came. Instead, Usagi just walked to his room as if he were tired from a long day of work. "Well, I'm going to bed. Good night." And that was it. He closed the door without another word.

How jarring. Normally Usagi couldn't wait to get his hands all over Misaki, but right now he hardly seemed interested at all. Misaki clenched his fists. That pervert must have been having his way with his brother, no wonder he was too tired to attack Misaki now! Disgusting! Unforgivable! This was a new low, even for a dirty old man like Usagi. Tomorrow he'd be sure to give that author a piece of his mind. Tomorrow because he knew things wouldn't go well for him if he dared wake him up right now.

-The Next day-

It just so happened that the author woke first. Misaki was up shortly after, coming out of his room and meeting up with the dirty pervert in the common room. Clearly he wasn't in a good mood, but Usagi figured he could fix that. "Good morning." He said, ignoring the other's demeanor completely.

Misaki scoffed and stayed firm in his annoyance. "You leave my brother alone." He stated directly and bluntly.

Usagi raised an eyebrow. "Oh? You would deny your brother the emotional support he needs from a friend that he trusts?"

"Don't give me that you pervert! My brother only trusts you because he's a really nice guy! And you're taking advantage of him!"

At that, Usagi grabbed Misaki and pulled into a hug. The uke couldn't help but feel like he was being undermined by this. "Are you even listening?!" He struggled around for a few more seconds when the phone rang. To his disappointment, Usagi released him just like yesterday to answer the phone. Misaki was left on the floor pouting.

The author answered the phone casually, though with the slightest hint of anticipation this time that Misaki was able to detect. "Hello?" There was a pause. "Yes, I'll be right over." He turned his attention to the student. "That's your brother again. He's in need of my services." Those words were carefully chosen. They had the desired effect, causing Misaki to become noticeably agitated.

"I'm coming with you!" The student insisted, only to get pinned to the wall by a suddenly approaching Usagi. The author moved in and kissed Misaki, and after some mild protest the smaller of the two became complacent.

Usagi broke the kiss and stared down the other, who had gone red in the face and strangely quiet. "Study while I'm out, okay?" The author said, then left, just as yesterday.

He could have just walked out of the door and followed. It really was that simple. But for some reason that option completely escaped Misaki. Instead, he took a seat on the couch feeling frustrated with himself and with Usagi. But on the bright side, this couldn't keep happening right? This was the last time right? He tried his hardest to focus on his school work like he was told, but he couldn't. All he could think of was Usagi and his brother, getting close and-

No, he had to put those images out of his mind. This was only temporary, so he could probably deal with it. If Usagi really was helping his brother through tough times, the it probably wasn't so bad...

This cycle continued for four more days. Even if Misaki was in school while Usagi left to comfort his brother, he still had to come home to an empty house. The silence and loneliness was starting to drive little Misaki crazy. What he wouldn't give to have some company again. What bothered him the most was the thought of Usagi and his brother- doing THOSE kinds of things. He didn't know why it bothered him, obviously Usagi had feelings for his brother. Perhaps he could even make Takahiro happy. No, what was he thinking?! That pervert was obviously no good for his brother and Misaki couldn't allow this to continue!

He started thinking, trying to formulate a plan to keep Usagi from taking advantage of his brother. He wasn't jealous, not at all! This was for his brother, yeah. As a concerned brother, he had to keep his vulnerable brother safe from predators like Usagi.

But how would he go about doing that? Using force was completely out of the question, for obvious reasons. Using logic wouldn't work either, since that pervert had a one track mind and wasn't easily swayed. Misaki paced the floor trying to think of a strategy to keep Usagi away from his brother, when he suddenly stopped in front of a book case. He stared at the book case for a few seconds before he got an idea.

His hand shook as he reached for a book, no specific one. His fingers grasped one and he pulled it out. The cover made him cringe, but he forced himself to open the book to some arbitrary page. His eyes instinctively closed, but he force them open and read the words on the page.

'He closed his eyes as I fastened the ring around his beautiful cock. 'Please.' He moaned in ecstasy, 'let me come.'

I took the blindfold as he struggled against the cuffs binding him to my table. I was sure to tie it tight around his eyes. 'No, I- I want to see you.' I kiss his longing mouth. He moans when I break the kiss, practically begging for more. His sexy mewls make me want to-"

The book was slammed shut and Misaki blushed bright red. No way would he EVER do that. Not ever! What kind of pervert would even fantasise about stuff like this?! But he'd have to do something spicy if he wanted to keep Usagi away from his brother. After all, he might be doing those things to his brother right now, and he couldn't let that happen! So, with his steely resolve, he opened the book again, to a different chapter and a different page. He took a deep breath and began reading again.

'When I returned home, I saw my shy lover in full uniform with a feather duster. There was no back to his lovely maid outfit, which provided a beautiful view of his delicate backside. He turned to me with a humble expression and said, 'welcome back my love. I hope I've cleaned the house to your liking.'

I approached him and gave his shapely butt a playful slap. He blushed, and I took him into my arms and kissed him passionately. He moaned wantonly, and I ran a finger down his spine and gently-'

The book was slammed shut again. Though, this seemed like a reasonable enough request that Misaki could fulfil. A maid outfit, with no back. Okay. He could do this. The hardest part would be to secure such a thing. A regular maid outfit could probably be found at the drama shop for theatre students, or even at the university. But one with no back would most likely be found- in a sex shop. Misaki blushed at the thought of having to enter such a place. He'd do it though, for his brother. Yeah, for his brother.

He took a deep breath and headed for the door. He'd have to be quick, so he could buy the outfit and make it home before Usagi did. So he ran out of their house and power walked all the way to the closest sex shop. It took a good ten minutes of him circling the block to actually build enough courage to enter.

Once inside, he wanted to make sure his visit was as short as possible. He bolted over toward the sexy outfits they had, most of them obviously for girls, and snatched the first thing he saw that even remotely resembled a maid uniform. Luckily, it fit the description in the book fairly well. Meeting the cashier was vastly more difficult than it should have been, and Misaki absolutely refused to look him in the eye.

As the cashier was bagging up the outfit, Misaki blurted out, "it's for my girlfriend." The cashier looked at him with an expression that said he couldn't possibly care less about who he was buying it for, named the price, and asked no questions as Misaki paid in cash. The poor uke didn't even stick around for his change and instead bolted for the door.

Somehow he managed to get home before Usagi, which was good. He paused for a few seconds to catch his breath, as he was winded from the run home. Slowly he made his way to his room, and began getting dressed.

The maid suit fit him surprisingly well, and it honestly wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that it left his back completely exposed. A single ribbon secured the outfit, it really was more like a glorified apron than a uniform. As he finished adjusting the frilly hair piece, he entered the common room with his pink and blue feather duster and waited. If he heard the doorknob turn he'd be sure to turn his backside toward the entrance and pretend to dust. His face burned bright red as he imagined the scenario, but he had long since resolved to carry out this plan to completion.

Hopefully no one else would walk through that door or this would be one situation he wouldn't be able to explain.