Chapter III

As Misaki woke up for the third time this day the bedside next to him was empty. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and sat up.

„ Usagi-san?", he asked into the empty room. No answer. With slow movement he began to stand up, his hips were still sore and Usagis come dripped out and ran down his legs. He blushed.

When he walked out of the room and looked downstairs the apartment was empty. There was no sign of Usagi. Irritated Misaki frowned. Where was his lover?

He then showered, again blushing as he washed out Usagis fluids.

After that he went down. Usagi still wasn't there. The room seemed to be too empty. Without Usagi there was no meaning to stay here, so Misaki leaved the house and went to school.

He nearly missed the whole day and now his last lecture was Literature. Since he found out that Kamijou-sensei was together with a man too and had married this man, he didn't think of him as scary anymore.

But today he couldn't concentrate on the lecture because he was still wondering where Usagi went. The older man would never stand up before Misaki and he would never leave without at least leaving a note. But today he did. And Misaki was totally worried.

He was torn out of his daydream as a book hit him right on the head.

„ Takahashi-kun if you don't want to listen then go!", said a very pissed off Kamijou-sensei.

Misaki looked down in embarrassment.

„ I'm sorry!", he said, his cheeks slightly red.

He followed the lecture for the rest of the time and stopped himself from thinking about Usagi.

But when he returned home after shopping Usagi still wasn't in the living room.

„ Usagi-san. I'm home.", he called into the apartment. Still no answer. He walked upstairs and carefully looked into Usagis room. It was empty. That is if you don't count the clothes that were scattered all over the ground.

Where the hell is he? Now Misaki really began to worry. He was about to grab his jacket and go out searching for his lover as the door downstairs opened.

„ Misaki. I'm home." Misaki sighed in relief as he heard his lovers voice. Than he became angry and ran to the man.

„ Where the hell were you?", he asked, glaring at Usagi.

„ Ah...nowhere." Usagi avoided to look in Misakis eyes and Misaki realized it.

Really? Nowhere?, he thought incontent. Why is he lying to me?

„ Misaki do you mind cooking something? I'm hungry." Misaki looked at Usagi at saw the tired look on this lovers face. He just couldn't be angry anymore and nodded.

Usagi didn't speek while eating neither did Misaki. But what really shocked him was that after the meal his lover wouldn't jump on him like he always did. Misaki actually kind of waited for it.

„ Good night, Misaki" Usagi gave him a soft kiss on the forehead and then walked into his room, leaving a totally speechless Misaki.

„ What the hell?",said Misaki softly. His chest squeezed. He then walked upstairs and into his bed.

his dream this night drove him nearly crazy.


Usagi was there embracing Takahiro, sarcastically smiling at Misaki.

„ You really thought I'd love a brat like you?" He then laughed contemptuously.

„What a stupid kid you are!"

Misaki saw his dream-self crying and sinking to the ground, watching Usagi walk away.


He woke up in the middle of the night. Covered in his sweat and near tears.

His heart stinging painfully.

No Usagi would never say something like that. He wouldn't. But after the thing last evening he wasn't too sure anymore.

He felt so sad at the mere thought that Usagi could reject him. Tears ran down his eyes. He would have walked over to Usagis room to be conforted by his lover, but he was just to afraid of being rejected again.

What did Usagi do today? Why did he lie at me? Was he with someone else?

No, no... Usagi tells me over and over that he loves me. I should have faith in him, shouldn't I? He scolded himself for thinking so pessimistic.

He rubbed the tears out of his eyes. And sniffed one more time. Then he tried to calm himself with calm, slow breaths.

But would Usagi also love me if we met in another time and under other circumstands? Would he love me if he never was in love with my brother for such a long time? What if we met as I was still young? When my parents would be alive.

Would he love me nevertheless?

He could not answer his questions. But he hoped that Usagi still loved him and that he just was in a bad mood today.


Yeah. So that was my third chapter. I hope you liked it so far...

I would be glad if you read farther. But I just can upload my Chapters mostly at weekends...so it could be that you habe to wait sometimes.

Thanky for reading... :D