Like usual for the weekend, Misaki was in the kitchen baking away to his hearts content. He had the radio playing in the background, and since he was still trying to learn English, he had it tuned into a station that played English songs.
Since the incident that happened the last time he asked Usagi-san what a song was saying, he chose to keep to himself and quietly hum away to a song that he found catchy. Or at least that's what he wanted to do, but a song that he had heard before came on and he found his quiet humming turn into actual words; not that he knew what he was saying.
Misaki loved the way the saxophone sounded with the piano and the woman's voice. He could picture her perfectly singing it, he may not understand the words but he could still feel what the song was about. His hips began swaying along with the jazzy composure of the instruments, while the room carried his voice all through the apartment.
"All I want to do is wash your clothes;
I don't want to keep you indoors."
At the end of each line, Misaki would jut his hips side to side in time to the sax.
"There is nothing for you to do
But keep me makin' love to you."
Misaki was so enthralled by singing and kneading the dough that he didn't even notice Usagi-san walking out of his office and down the stairs.
"...Love to you...
…Love to you...
Ooooohoooh...
...Love to you..."
Usagi-san had a hard time trying his hardest not to laugh; it was quite obvious that the emerald eyed student had no clue as to what the song was about.
"And I can tell by the way you walk that walk;
I can hear the way you talk that talk;"
Usagi-san was close to tears at this point; he had heard the radio playing and knew that Misaki was baking by the wondrous smells that was drifting up the stairs. To see his precious Misaki singing such a song while dancing with the bread dough was a sight that he would remember forever.
"I can know by the way you treat your girl
That I can give you all the lovin' in the whole wide wor-"
At this point Misaki had picked the dough up in a fit of exuberance and span around while singing at the top of his lungs, only when he turned around he was faced with his lover almost doubled over with laughter. He dropped the dough and turned a bright crimson, not knowing what else to do he attempted to explain himself only to look like a fish out of water with his mouth opening and closing, with no words coming out.
Usagi-san was trying hard to stifle his laughter when he saw the tears form in his small lovers eyes, he just couldn't help it. It was such an adorably cute yet sexy sight to see; after all, this was like Misaki's way of begging Usagi-san to touch him. Whether he knew so or not.
Misaki formed fists by his side, trying to control his embarrassment. The song was still playing in the background, he looked down and saw that his mornings efforts had been a waste.
"You were making bread?"
Usagi-san only got a small nod of Misaki's head as a reply. He knew that by laughing at him, Usagi-san had hurt the boy, as well as embarrassing him immensely.
"It fits with the song," Seeing that the chocolate haired boy was confused by this, he elaborated, "One of the lines in the song is, 'All I want to do is make your bread'"
Usagi-san smiled as he sung the rest of the song in his head; he found that those few lines were quite fitting for Misaki and himself. He stepped forwards, avoiding the dropped dough and took Misaki's flour covered hand in his and gently pulled him out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
He supposed that while Misaki was singing his wasn't really paying attention to what he was doing, as the boy had remnants of dough in his hair and flour on his cheeks.
"Come on Misaki, I'll clean you all up so that you can make some more bread so that you can keep me well fed." Usagi couldn't help but smirk as he said this, "I don't want you sad and blue, I just wanna make love to you~"
Misaki blushed but let Usagi lead him into the bathroom. He had a feeling that what Usagi-san said was the lyrics to the song; if they were then Misaki had a feeling that Usagi-san wouldn't be letting his little performance live down any time soon.
I wasn't sure whether to make this a second chapter for Unchained Melody or just make it a completely separate story. But as I referenced UM in this, I caved and added it as a second chapter.
I heard the news of Etta James' death a few days ago and I haven't been able to get it out of my head. She was my favourite jazz and blues singer, and her music has helped me through a lot of stuff in the past. So this is my tribute to her. I didn't want to make it sad so I stuck to what I love writing the most, sweet and fluffy stories.
If you don't already know, the song in this chapter was 'I Just Wanna Make Love To You' by Etta James. And if you haven't listened to her songs, I highly recommend doing so.
Like always, reviews and criticism are welcomed. :3
