Chapter 3: Caught

A/N: Sorry for the tardy update, for there is no explicit smut in this chapter. It really shouldn't have taken me a whole month to update, but I had to write everything on my phone during school, babysitting and on the way since I had to play mommy and study for school and beta read senpai's awesome story when I was at home. Yeah... real life can be a real bitch sometimes. *eyes roll*

Warning: This story may contain yaoi, smut, angsty moments, foul language, violence, drug abuse, overuse of the word 'god', ooc-ness (to moderate extent), Akihiko with a (somewhat) British accent, typos and really bad grammar, because me no can speak engrish.

Disclaimer: Oh, if only... *sigh*

The next day started with a textbook morning: The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the world seemed to be in perfect harmony.

Misaki was the first to wake up on Akihiko's chest and recall the events of the previous day. Everything still seemed like a wonderful dream and he actually had to glimpse at his hand to reassure himself that it had been reality. And reality could be very beautiful indeed, the boy thought as he stretched his arm to grab some bits of sunlight, causing the ring on his finger to glitter-shine-sparkle in a breathtakingly beautiful way.

From this moment on, he was engaged to the great lord, Usami Akihiko!

Even though he had wanted to propose to his beloved by himself, it did not matter anymore since the outcome would have been the same, anyway. It was a heartwarming thought to know that they would be married soon and he couldn't help but recall his senpai's words from the other day. A smile flitted across his lips, it really was like a dream coming true. He suddenly felt like a silly girl, tucking his hand beneath his chin and giggling softly.

"Someone has a very good morning indeed," Akihiko mumbled sleepily, probably awoken by Misaki's movements.

The novelist lifted himself slowly from the warm bedsheets to look at his lover properly. Misaki's hair was messy, he was carrying a faint smile and rosy cheeks. 'Just too adorable,' he thought. The man leaned closer to plant a sweet kiss on the boy's soft tresses, making him blush even more.

"Good morning, my dear," he mumbled as he looked deeply into emerald eyes. A rose petal had lost itself between the boy's chocolate locks. He lifted a cool hand to release the poor thing, stroking the younger male's silky hair. "How are you feeling?"

A little embarassed this time, Misaki recalled their rather passionate night from the day before and was certain that he had not received any injuries from their intense love-making.

"Fine, I guess." He then adverted his gaze, not daring to look into the male's eyes deeply as it would only cause his face to redden even more. Akihiko caught his chin in the act and held it steady in place. He then leaned forward once again, but this time to claim the boy's full lips. Misaki closed his eyes as his lover started to explore his mouth even further. When their kisses became deeper with each movement, it was the brunet who broke away shyly.

"I... gotta go to work soon," he stated. The excuse seemed to work as Akihiko climbed off the bed to put on his clothes he had scattered across the floor the former night.

"I'll make us some coffee," he suggested, leaving the room shortly after.

Misaki decided to stay in the comfortable bed a little longer, letting himself fall into white covers to think about the following days. How would he explain the whole situation to his brother? Although he assumed that he could talk to his nii-san without him freaking out since he usually kept calm all the time, he was not sure what the man would think about it. Unfortunately, Takahiro had been acting too protective over the years when it came to his little brother. There was no need for that anymore though, he was twenty-five, for Christ's sake!

Misaki could do nothing but hope that their conversation would turn out all right.

It had gotten rather late and the boy finally decided to hop out of the bed, mainly to check on Akihiko because he was the only person on earth who could do anything wrong while making something as simple as coffee.

Right when Misaki slipped into his jeans and was struggling to put his t-shirt on, the smell of burning food entered his nose. He rushed out of the room, almost tripping over his own feet while running along the corridor and down the stairs.

"Usagi-san, something's burning!" he yelled, heart beating rapidly in his chest from the sudden rush of adrenaline. However, when he reached the mansion's huge kitchen, Akihiko was casually standing before the stove, cooking god-knew-what since the pan's content had gotten an unrecognizable colour.

"What the hell are you doing?" the boy exclaimed.

Akihiko gave him a look that clearly said 'Isn't it obvious?'

"I was making octopus sausages and omelette. Can't you see?"

"Well, no! Obviously, this doesn't look like meat and eggs anymore!" He gestured towards the fuming mess of indefinable something.

Akihiko furrowed his brows in a disappointed manner. "It looks perfectly edible! I really do not know what your problem is."

"Usagi-san, you're not serious about eating this, right?"

The novelist crossed his arms. "Of course I am! I would never joke about food."

Suddenly, Misaki had that terrible urge to slap his forehead until it would bleed. Why did that guy always have to be so proud and stubborn?

In the end, the two males were sitting together on the expensive kitchen table, swallowing down their 'breakfast' and apparently Misaki was the only one not enjoying the meal.

"Delicious," Akihiko mumbled between bites of his self-made masterpiece. "I really have no clue what you are complaining about."

"Seriously? I thought you were supposed to be the one with a good taste!" Considering the silver-haired man's well-being, he should be swimming in delicious goods, the boy mused. And here he was, praising his 'splendid cooking talents'. He never failed to surprise the young male with his actions.

"Well, whatever," the brunet stated, swallowing down one last bit of cinder-sausage. "I gotta go now or else I'll be late for work."

"Alright, alright, I'm almost done!" Akihiko whined, already gathering up plates and silverwear to put them into the sink quickly. "Tanaka will clean that up later," he added. "Let's just go."

They left the mansion together with quick steps before driving off into morning traffic. Fortunately, the roads were not as crowded as the day before and they reached Misaki's employment in no time. Right when the boy bid his lover good-bye, he was grabbed by the wrist and pulled towards the driver's seat. Akihiko gave him a brief kiss on the lips, startling the clueless young male for a second.

"Just for recharge," Akihiko commented. "Have a nice day at work!"

"Y- Yeah, thanks, you too," Misaki stuttered, crawling out of the vehicle quickly with coloured cheeks. Seriously, when would he ever stop acting like a silly girl around Usagi-san?

xxx

When Misaki arrived at Marukawa Publishing, everyone, and really, everyone, seemed to stare daggers into the clueless boy and Misaki wondered if he had remains of his earlier breakfast on his face. After checking the corners of his mouth for leftovers, he perceived there was nothing wrong with himself, so why were they looking at him so intensely?

As if fate had planned to answer to his question, a familiar man in his thirties approached the brunet with long steps.

"Chibi-tan!" he exclaimed, taking the boy's hands into his own and shaking them violently. A gleeful expression was plastered on his face. "Congratulations on your engagement! I wish I could have joined the festivities yesterday, but unfortunately, there was a very important meeting I just had to attend!"

Misaki felt like a piece of cloth being shaken furiously as the male was still whirling the boy around, leaving him with stars dancing before his eyes and a terrible headache.

"Isaka-san, how on earth do you know about this?" he whined.

"Oh, that's easy!" the man chirped. "Aikawa-san told me! Actually, everyone knows about the great news! I mean, it was only a matter of time until they would know about the engagement of our most famous author, right?" He patted Misaki on the shoulder, if not a bit too hard.

"I-Is that so?" The boy's eye began to twitch visibly. Now all the staring he received made sense, of course.

Isaka nodded violently. "Yep! But don't you worry your little head off, cutie. You know what they say: What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas... or something like that. Right guys?" He turned around enthusiastically to get a glimpse of his employees returning rapidly to what they had been doing before witnessing the interesting conversation between the two.

Misaki hoped from the bottom of his heart that the man was right. The least he needed right now was the entire world to know that he was just as straight as a circle.

As the man decided that he should probably return to work instead of chattering with one of his employees in the middle of the hallway, the next person was apparently waiting for his turn to wish the young male congratulations.

"Misaki-kun?"

The boy turned around to see who on earth was daring to talk to him at this very moment. Much to the boy's surprise, it was Ijuuin-senpai.

"Is it true that you and Akihiko-san are getting married?"

"Senpai! Please, not you as well!" the brunet exclaimed, looking at the male with pleading eyes.

"But why not?" the mangaka chuckled. "Aren't these wonderful news? Mind you, I didn't think you would propose to him so shortly after our conversation. So tell me, where did you ask him? At home? At a restaurant?"

Misaki scratched his nose with a sheepish expression. "Er... Well... Actually, Usagi-san proposed to me before I could."

The male started to laugh aloud, however, when he saw his junior pout with a deep frown, it dimmed down to a light chuckle.

"Oh well, but it is the result that matters, right? And since the outcome would have been the same anyway, it's okay, I guess. So, what does the ring look like?"

Misaki immediately stretched out his right hand to present said jewellery. "This is only the engagement ring, though. I don't know what the wedding ring looks like, either."

Ijuuin's eyes rounded after hearing the boy's words. Observing the brunet's finger closely, he said: "It looks really beautiful. Akihiko-sensei has a very good taste indeed."

"Er... Yeah..." Misaki automatically recalled their breakfast and shuddered visibly. Apparently, he was the only person who knew about the male's bad eating habits.

"It looks quite expensive, but I wouldn't expect less from the great lord, Usami Akihiko," the male added before steadying himself.

"Let's talk about the wedding's details later, okay? I guess we both should return to work now before someone starts to complain." He bid the boy goodbye with a wink before he turned on his heels and left, leaving the boy alone in the middle of the hallway. Shaking his head in disbelief, Misaki decided to follow the male's example, walking towards the elevator that would take him to the floor he was needed the most at the moment.

xxx

"You have no idea what I've been through last night," Shinobu started, stepping on the gas as the lights turned green. "While you were probably busy humping your 'Mister Bunny', Miyagi and I were about to knock each other's heads off!"

"Not again!" Misaki exclaimed, turning around in his seat to look at his best friend properly. "Don't tell me that you broke up again! That would make, how may times, three this month?"

The young male in the driver's seat snorted audibly. "Shut up! And that's not even true, it's happened only twice!"

"One more or less won't change it, either." Misaki sing-songed, still gazing at the person sitting next to him with crossed arms.

"Change what?"

"That you guys just can't stop arguing! I already have the impression that you actually enjoy it."

Shinobu had to surpress a choked laugh with one hand. "What, now I'm a masochist? Oh please, your jokes are just getting worse with every- woah!"

He turned the steering wheel just in time before almost colliding with another car. The driver dedicated the blond a honking orchestra while the boy thanked him with a few verbal obscenities.

"Hey, calm down", Misaki protested. "It was your fault for not looking at the road properly, idiot!"

"Oh, so now you're a professional driver? Come back when you have your license, genius!"

The brunet pouted at this. "S- Shut up! Not everyone has to own a license, you know!"

"You only say that because you didn't pass the test. Otherwise I wouldn't have to pick you up after work right now," Shinobu teased. Damn it, why did everyone have to bring the poor boy down today? And the day was not even over yet!

They came to a halt before the cafe they had planned to go to the day before. There were lots of things to discuss and going to their own places was not the most brilliant idea since both had curious lovers waiting at home. This place provided them at least a little privacy.

They sat down and ordered drinks before Shinobu asked that one question Misaki still had trouble thinking about.

"So, when will you tell your brother?"

"...Nice weather, isn't it?"

"Misaki!" the blond exclaimed. "Focus! You have to tell him sooner or later!"

Misaki gave his friend a sheepish grin. "Well, I'd prefer later, you know."

"You mean, never?"

The brunet let his shoulders hang down in defeat.

"Come on, it can't be that difficult," his friend stated. "When I told my old man about me and Miyagi, he was totally fine with it!"

Misaki failed at trying to find nice words to say. "Are you fucking kidding me? Your dad almost suspended the poor guy after getting a heart-attack!"

When the waitress came along to bring their drinks, the boys decided to continue their conversation at a lower volume, considering the glares they were receiving from the other guests.

"Anyway," Shinobu began, "That's not the issue right now. You said you've invited your brother for dinner this evening, right?"

The boy answered with a brief nod.

"Well, that's perfect! You can tell him today then!"

"What? No!" Misaki exclaimed. "I didn't invite him over to give him the shock of his life!"

The blond furrowed his brows. "And what makes you think he'll react so badly? Actually, I'm pretty sure he knows it already."

Misaki desperately waved his arms around. "B- But-"

When Shinobu gave his friend a glare that could have let the boy burst into flames, Misaki froze midway between his actions.

"Do it," Shinobu growled at the other male. He looked so sinister that even if Misaki wanted to complain, he could not do so much as to whimper under his friend's threatening glares.

"O- Okay, maybe I can tell him today," Misaki gave in meekly. His friend seemed to be satisfied with the boy's answer as a triumphal grin conquered half of his face.

xxx

By the time they reached the street Misaki was living in, the boy was actually surpised they had arrived there without getting any injuries, considering his friend's driving skills. While searching a parking lot, the blond recognized a familiar car standing where he would usually place his vehicle when paying his friend a visit.

"Oh great, and I was hoping not to see Miyagi until returning home," Shinobu complained. "Couldn't he find another buddy to have a smoke with?"

Misaki had to admit that their lovers had started to spend a lot of time together since Miyagi had once come along with his boyfriend to Akihiko's appartement. Although the boy did not mind the novelist to have company more often, the other did not appreciate it at all.

"I bet he's whining about me again," Shinobu stated, unbuckling his seat belt after finally finding an empty spot along the street. Misaki mirrored his actions, stepping out of the car before heading towards the appartement. When they reached the front door, laughter was coming from the other side.

"And you know what I told him after that? 'I don't care if you're not my student, you can't run around in school with no shirt on'- Oh, hi Misaki-kun!"

Miyagi seemed to be in high spirits, however, as
he saw who had come along with the boy, his expression faded quickly. Seeing this, Shinobu stared back at him with an annoyed expression.

Misaki ignored the glaring contest between the two. Instead, he strolled towards the table amidst the living room and picked up the book he had borrowed from his friend several days ago before handing it to his friend. The blond grabbed it without disturbing the eye-contact with his boyfriend.

"... I think it is time for me to go home." Miyagi was on his way outside when his lover followed him angrily before shortly waving Misaki good-bye.

"H- Hey, Wait! So now you start avoiding me?" the blond started, provoking another argument as the couple turned around the corner. But Akihiko simply shut the door before Misaki could hear the following conversation.

"When will they ever stop arguing?" Misaki mumbled to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose lightly. Hearing this, Akihiko simply answered: "Probably when pigs fly!" before pulling his fiancé close to attack his soft lips. At first, the young male leaned into his lover's touch, but then something came to his mind and he pulled away quickly.

"... Did you call my brother?" he asked hesitantly. Akihiko gave him a brief nod. "They will arrive around six."

Misaki glanced at his watch. It was ten past five, so there was still plenty of time to think about how he would explain everything to his brother. Concern marred his beautiful face and Akihiko placed a cool finger under the boy's chin.

"Hey, look at me. It will be alright, don't worry," he reassured his lover. "Takahiro is a reasonable man, he will understand."

Misaki chewed on his bottom lip, not sure what to say.

"... Yeah, you're probably right."

xxx

One hour later, Misaki had finished cooking and decided to sit in the living room until his brother and sister-in-law would arrive. Akihiko seated himself next to his lover who was switching tv channels aimlessly. It was obvious that the boy's anxiety rose with every passing second, so the silver-haired male snaked a strong arm around Misaki's shoulders as the brunet leaned his head on his partner's shoulder.

"What if he won't understand?" he questioned at some point, to what Akihiko answered by pulling the young male closer into a tight embrace.

"Well, then I should start to find a nice place to hide his corpse," he joked.

Misaki gave the man's arm a light slap, too tired from thinking to argue with anyone at the moment. "Baka," he mumbled lightly, worried eyes still focused on the television. When suddenly the doorbell rang, Misaki almost jumped off the sofa, his heart beating quicker than before. He gave Akihiko one last glance before hesitantly opening the door with a nervous smile plastered on his tense face.

"Good evening, my little Misaki!" Takahiro chirped before suddenly glomping his brother, almost suffocating the poor boy. Manami was standing close behind her husband, waving one hand towards Misaki with an apoligetic smile while holding a bottle of wine in the other.

"Good to see you guys." Akihiko approached the door happily, suddenly acting all gentleman-like. "Please, come in!" He gestured inside the apartment before they stepped inside, Takahiro still having Misaki in tow.

"Nii-san, you're suffocating me!" the boy complained at some point until his brother finally let go of him.

"Sorry, Misaki," the male apologized. "It's just that I missed you so much!" He demonstrated that by stretching his arms out wide in opposite directions.

"I can see that having two children has mashed your brain up quite a lot," Misaki teased. "Speaking of them, why didn't you bring Mahiro and Saya with you?"

"We decided to let them stay at my parents' house since they get tired very quickly," the woman answered. "Besides, Takahiro can't drink when the children are around. Right, darling?" She glanced towards said male who was carrying a sheepish expression.

"Well, I don't want to be a bad influence on them, after all!"

Everybody started to laugh wholeheartedly before Misaki informed the couple that dinner was ready, so they decided to save the conversations for later.

After taking a seat and serving the food in front of everyone, Misaki had to listen to his brother praising him for apparently being the best cook one could ever wish for.

"Nii-san, you're making me feel embarrassed!" the boy exclaimed.

"How so? I'm just telling the truth, that's all! Right, Akihiko?" he turned towards his friend who simply gave the man a promising smile.

"Your brother is right, Misaki," the novelist stated. "Without your delicious cooking, I wouldn't have survived a single day longer."

The room was filled with laughter again, but then Takahiro said something that caused the mood to sway immediately.

"I feel so bad for your future wife," he begun. "She'll have to be one hell of a cook to surpass your talents! Speaking of it, I bet there already is a special someone you want to introduce to us?"

Suddenly, there was a chill in the air that nobody could put a finger on, leaving a trail of uncertainity on Misaki. Opposite contemplations haunted his mind, forcing him to admit to his brother what had been a well-kept secret over many years or to simply remain silent. The words hung on the tip of his tongue, he only had to spill them.

He didn't.

"Er... no, not really," the boy stuttered, not daring to view his lover's disappointed expression.

"Really? And I was so sure the girls were practically throwing themselves at my handsome little brother!" Takahiro laughed. Apparently, he was the only person who found the whole situation amusing as everyone else was clad in silence.

Misaki chewed on his bottom lip, shifting in his seat as he couldn't stand the tension anymore. "...Niisan," he began. "I... There's something I need to tell-"

"Misaki, this stew is simply delicious!" Manami suddenly interrupted the young male, attracting everyone's attention towards herself. "You just have to give me the receipt for this!"

The boy was startled for a second, taking his time to put his thoughts back in order before answering the woman who gave the brunet a cheerful smile.

"Uh... Sure," he mumbled, still confused by the sudden change of subject. There was not even a second where Misaki could mourn his loss of an opportunity to talk about everything as Takahiro suddenly stood up, carrying an excited grin.

"Well, since everyone's done eating, let's have something to drink, shall we?" he chirped, rubbing his hands together. Akihiko lifted himself as well, following his friend into the living room as they chattered along.

Misaki now turned his head towards Manami. "You don't want to accompany them?" he questioned, collecting a few dishes during the process.

The woman shook her head lightly. "I'll help you clean up," she answered.

They were placing the dishes in the sink, one of them was cleaning while the other dried the finished ones. And even though none of them uttered a single word, the acoustic level inside the apartment was relatively high.

After emptying half of the bottle, Takahiro started laughing hysterically while Akihiko talked along. The television was running permanently, filling every corner with more noise than needed. Misaki did not mind though. On the contrary: The joyous atmosphere had a calmimg effect on him, leaving a warm flutter in his chest. It seemed like they were a happy, big family.

However, the feeling did not last long as dark thoughts clouded his mind yet again. What they had now, would it last after the wedding? What if his brother really was against it? What if he would never come to this place again, would abandon his best friend, would abandon his sibling?

Sighing out loud in frustration, he brought a hand to his temple, rubbing his forehead with cold fingers. Manami followed the male's movement with attentive eyes until she perceived something that clearly hadn't been there the last time they had seen each other.

"Oh my, that's a beautiful ring you're wearing!"

Misaki froze between his actions, eyes opened wide in shock. He had totally forgotten about the ring!

Oh shit!

"E-Er... Well... T-Thanks," he stuttered, trying to hide his shaking hand behind his back, knowing it would be pointless as the damage had already been done. Even so, he was surprised when she grabbed his wrist gently, bringing it into sight again.

"Don't worry," she whispered when she felt her husband's eyes on her for a brief moment. "He doesn't know about it yet, even though it was pretty obvious from the beginning, right? Although," she giggled lightly. "Takahiro was never the brightest person, anyway."

"Wait, so you know about..." His eyes darted towards Akihiko for a split second and then to Manami, again and again.

The woman leaned forward with a gleeful expression, resting her palms on her slim hips. "Of course, silly!"

"B-But how? When? Why?"

She crossed her arms, a triumphal grin was plastered on her beautiful face. "Well, there are certain things in the world a woman just knows about."

Misaki made a confused expression before the woman continued. "Anyway, I know you wanted to tell Takahiro about your future plans earlier, and I'm really sorry for interrupting you. However, I think it would be easier for you if I had a little talk with him before that."

Scratching his forehead lightly, he thought about Manami's offer. Indeed, it could be rather problematic if Misaki tried to talk about 'that matter' out of the blue. So maybe it was not such a bad idea, after all...

"...Okay, I'm counting on you!"

xxx

It was past midnight when everyone decided to go to bed. Takahiro had dozed off on the couch after emptying the rest of the bottle by himself, so Misaki had proposed the married couple to sleep over and everyone had agreed. However, this also meant that Misaki had to sleep in his own room that he hadn't entered in ages. Actually, because Misaki had only needed it to go to bed anyway - but since he was dragged into Akihiko's bedroom every night - the room had become quite unnecessary over time.

Misaki was laying in his small bed, staring at the ceiling when notmally he should be fast asleep. He could not relax for some reason, maybe because he was thinking about the next day and the confrontation with his brother. Or because he hadn't slept in his own bed in years.

Or because somebody was missing by his side...

The boy turned to his right, watching the ring on his finger shine in the pale moonlight. It surprised Misaki a lot to realize that Akihiko was one of the reasons why he couldn't fall asleep. Had he become so dependant on Usagi-san? Granted, they had been a couple for several years and recently decided to get married. So maybe it was not so bad to think of his fiancé more often...

Suddenly, there was a faint knock on his door, pulling the boy out of his thoughts. Misaki crawled from under his bedsheets to look who was still up in the middle of the night.

He hesitated for a moment before gently opening the door, trying to make as little sound as possible.

"...Usagi-san?"

His lover was standing upright before him with an undefinable expression, however, it sent a shiver down the boy's spine as Akihiko observed him closely. Dominant, lavender eyes focused on clueless, emerald orbs as the novelist stepped inside and closed the door behind him, his silky hair shining in the pale light of the moon.

"Misaki," he rasped quietly, inching forward until he was only one heartbeat away from the still confused brunet.

"Y-yeah?" the boy responded, trying to step away from his lover and his predatory eyes.

Without a warning, Akihiko grabbed the younger male's shoulders and whirled him around, ungently pushing him against the cool door. Misaki let out a small yelp before being silenced by soft, full lips.

"Mh!" It happened so fast that the boy could do nothing but close his eyes and lean into the forceful kiss while Akihiko pressed his own clothed chest against Misaki's, leaving no air between them and the door behind the brunet.

The boy's mind began to spin under the other's touch, cold hands slid from his shoulders down his chest and barely caressed slim hips. When he felt his ass being squeezed lightly, Misaki subconsciously lifted one leg to coil it around Akihiko, grinding their hips together in the process. Both males sighed into each other's mouth as their passionate kiss deepened with every second, a skillful tongue dominating the younger male's completely.

They broke away only to gasp for air before Akihiko occupied the other's mouth once more, gently biting a swollen bottom lip before sucking it in. Misaki's body was aflame when the man began to kiss his way down the boy's neck, leaving a damp trail on his soft skin.

"Misaki, I want you so much!"

"U-Usagi-san... we shouldn't..."

When Akihiko attempted to pop his lover's nightshirt open with quick movements, Misaki found it difficult to push the male away gently with weak arms.

"What's the matter?" Akihiko whispered, leaning forward to taste his beloved's burgundy lips with a skillful tongue, demanding for entrance.

Misaki was breathing heavily, trying to form understandable syllables as his mind was suffering from blood loss when it was obviously circulating elsewhere. "Nii-san... and... Manami-neesan... they're... next door..."

Akihiko smirked, his lover had not rejected him, right? His only concern was his brother, but that was a problem the male surely had a solution for.

Pulling the boy away from the door, he gently opened it before taking his fiancé by the hand and dragging him outside quickly.

"Come with me!"

Misaki asked where they were going and Akihiko had to surpress the urge to roll his eyes, weren't his intentions obvious enough?

"Bedroom," the silver-haired male answered curtly, a mischievous grin plastered on his handsome face. Misaki's eyes rounded in disbelief, however, a light twitch on the corner of his mouth gave him away. Apparently, the brunet was not so indignant, after all...

They tiptoed their way towards the stairs, trying to make as little sound as possible. It was difficult though as they giggled their way upwards, stumbling into the upper floor hand in hand. Misaki felt like a teenager all over again, trying to smuggle his boyfriend inside while his parents were asleep.

Finally, they reached Akihiko's bedroom and shut the door. The next minute both males were on each other again; biting, sucking, exploring. Soon they were panting hoarsely in harmony, their body temperatures rising with every kiss they stole from each other.

Suddenly, Misaki was thrown into the bed before Akihiko began to play with the buttons of his shirt, revealing more skin with each passing second. As the male completed his task, he quickly guided his silky tongue over one rosy bud, managing to elicit a loud gasp out of his lover who covered his mouth with one hand abruptly.

"We have to be quiet," Misaki whispered when the novelist quirked an eyebrow at him.

"They can not hear us up here," Akihiko mouthed, closing the gap between them by attacking the brunet's swollen lips again.

As the couple proceeded to come at each other, neither noticed when suddenly the door flew open.

"Usagi, I can't find the water!" somebody mumbled sleepily. Both males snapped their heads up into the direction the voice was coming from and froze in place as they recognized who was standing in the doorframe, watching a pair of eyes round in disbelief.

"... Misaki?"

The boy turned a dark shade of red, not daring to look into the eyes of his brother. Never in his life had he felt so ashamed before.

"Nii-san... I... It's not what it looks like..." Misaki had no words to say, glancing at Akihiko desperately, but he was in a much worse condition than himself. His lavender orbs were empty, staring into nothingness as his body stiffened more with each second.

"Akihiko," Takahiro began, stepping inside the dark bedroom with a dangerous frown on his face. His eyes narrowed into thin slits, revealing only his searching pupils. "What's going on here?"

A/N: CLIFFHANGER! I am ever so sorry to leave you guys this tardy update, but the next chapter will start with 'the talk' so, stay tuned! *winks*

Many thanks to my awesome rewievers: sekhoya990, Aimee. Lilith, SweetBlackay, nike2822 and SuzukiChiyeko. You guys are the reason I continue this story! *huggles everyone*

OoC-ness, anyone?

Misaki: OH MAH LAWD! I AM ENGAGED TO A RICH MAN!

Akihiko: *Mickey-Mouse-gloves-epic-double-facepalm*

Misaki: *victory robot dance*

Akihiko: ... I think I'll just go and make some coffee... Yeah...

Misaki: DA HOUSE IS ON FIRE!1!one!1

Misaki: ... Nevermind, it's just Usagi burning food.

Akihiko: I

Akihiko: AM

Akihiko: JAMIE OLIVER!

Misaki: WHY U NO STOP STARING AT ME?!

Isaka: Everybody knows that you're gay.

Misaki: Even in Europe?

Isaka: Especially in Europe.

Pedojuuin: This ring looks like sh*t!

Misaki: FALCON PUNCH!

Pedojuuin: *flies into stratosphere* I SHALL COME BAAAAAAAaaaaaaack... *twinkle*

Shinobu: YOU HAD SMEX WITH A BUNNY!

Misaki: Still better than to go bananas over a fight...

Shinobu: I AM NOT INTO THAT! *is mad*

Takahiro: So, what kind of girl are you banging at the moment?

Misaki: It's Akihmphfhmpf!

Manami: *strangles Misaki*

Misaki: How did you know about me and Akihiko?

Manami: Because I am a woman. DUH! I know everything! Therefore, I am god! So praise me!

Misaki: But-

Manami: PRAISE ME!

Akihiko: I WAS MADE FOR LOVING YOU, BAAAYBEEEH!

Takahiro: Usagi, where's the water? *le gasp* OH MAH GAWD! MY EYES! THEY'RE BURNING!

Akihiko: ... Misaki, have fun explaining everything in the next chapter. MEEP, MEEP! *runs away*

Misaki: NOOOOoooo...

~Ichigo