Misaki's POV
I looked across the table at the man, and blushed. My Sensei who I had only known for a few days had become my lover, and...God it's just so embarrassing. The way he talks, the way he eats, the way he sits, hell even the way he grades my homework is to incredibly sexy, and embarrassing I let out a long sigh, and continued to eat the eggs that I had made. Sensei had requested no green pepper, but in place of it lots of red. It was weird because they both taste relatively the same, maybe it was the color he didn't like. "I love eggs." I looked over at him with a confused look on my face. "They're so...yellow..." I looked at the time, seeing how late it was. I than quickly scarfed down the rest of my omelet, and grabbed my bag. "Misaki." I turned around only for me to receive a kiss from him. "Don't go home Misaki. Come here right after school. I have a surprise waiting for you, also I won't be in class until tomorrow alright?" I nodded, and headed out the door ready for school to begin.
Usami's POV
I watched him as he staggered away. Perhaps I was to rough during his first time. After he was out of sight through the balcony I began to make my move. The first thing I have to do is visit his apartment. I walked down the flights of stairs until I finally reached the parking garage. I had my own parking space issued to me so my car was always easy to find. Of course who else has a cherry metallic red, Italian sports car? I put on my favorite pair of sunglasses, and climbed inside. My Misaki's apartment must be wonderful...
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Right now I am filled with such raging disappointment Misaki lives in a horrid motel, that never seems to be cleaned, there's an unconscious (or at least I hope she's unconscious) prostitute in the alley. Also I think I saw some murder scene tape. He deserves better, so it's a good thing I plan for him to move in with me. I walked up to his room number, and found the key in his mailbox making it easy for me to get inside. The furniture was of mediocre quality, but of course I wasn't here for the furniture. I was here for anything that would be considered of value.
I walked over to the closet, and found a large empty box. It's a good thing he kept it otherwise I would have to drive somewhere than drive back wasting time. I began packing all of his books, piling them inside as neatly as I could. He seemed to only read manga, and look at photo albums. I than saw a box that was labeled important, so I threw that in there as well. I than headed to his room, and grabbed all of his clothes. Strangely enough he also had a computer. "I might need another box." I spoke quietly to myself as I continued to stuff item after item into the box. Guess I do have to go somewhere for more boxes.
Misaki's POV
I can't help but wonder what he's going to do. Is he ordering us a fancy dinner, or is it something completely perverted? Like him sitting on the couch naked with his legs wide apart. Oh dear god what the hell am I thinking? Suddenly the group of girls that had approached me last week. "Misaki-kun... When is Usami-sensei coming back?" The girl who I assumed to be the leader pouted at me. "He has a cold, but he told me that he should be in tomorrow though." She clapped her hands happily. "Misaki what's that?" A girl with pigtails snuck up behind me, and asked. "What's what?" I was honestly confused that she asked a question like that. "This." She pointed to a hickey that was made on my neck, causing me to blush deeply. "Someone's got a girlfriend." Another girl shook her head no at that statement. "No no, Misaki look's to cute to have a girlfriend. He might have a boyfriend though." Dear god I want to go home.
Usami's POV
I was finally finished. After three hours and 10 boxes I was finally done packing anything that looked like something Misaki wanted to keep. Which was pretty much everything except for his large pieces of furniture, and the dishes in the kitchen. I sighed happily at the sight of those boxes in my car, than looked at the time. School would let out in about three hours so that gave me just enough time to set up his room. I have a guest room that hasn't been used in years so I should be able to make that room look nice.
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I am now looking through one of Misaki's photo albums, and I can't believe how adorable he was as a little kid. I'm seeing him when he's an infant, through elementary school, and middle. The strange thing is that past his eighth year I don't seem to see any pictures of his parents. I wonder what happened to them, as I looked at the time, than towards the door to his room. It wasn't completely finished yet, but it was enough to show how much I really fell for him.
Misaki's POV
I walked through the streets towards sensei's house still wondering what the hell he wanted to show me. Was he going to take me on a trip, maybe on a date? God this was killing me, and most of my thoughts have lead to me thinking it will end in sex. I reluctantly dragged my bag towards the elevator, quickly climbing inside. "Hey hold the elevator!" An obviously wealthy man walked towards the doors while I managed to hold the doors open. His hair was slightly gelled back, and he had bags around his eyes. I wasn't sure what it was about him but all I knew was that he seemed to look familiar to me. "So what are you here for?" I was confused on why he asked that.
"Pardon me?"
"You don't look like you belong in a place like this."
"I'm here to see my Sensei"
"Why the hell doe's your teacher live here. He should have enough money."
"W-well... I have a hard time believing it too..."
"So why are you seeing the guy?"
"Well I'm not doing so well in school, so he offered to tutor me since he's the only teacher that doesn't confuse me."
"Hmm..."
The elevator stopped, and surprisingly we both stepped out. "So what are you doing here? Do you live here or something?" The man laughed as though it was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.
"No no, I'm just here to visit my son."
"Well that must be nice."
"I wish it was nice... we never really got along."
"Why is that?"
"I didn't really approve of him moving out of the house, but he was old enough to make his own decisions."
"How old is your son?"
"26."
"W-wait how old was he when he moved out?"
"19."
God this guy was weird, I'm still trying to figure out who he looks like than we both stopped at the same door. W-wait is this his son's, or does he have the wrong apartment? Than I rang the doorbell.
Usami's POV.
I heard the doorbell ring from my office. "I'm coming!" I yelled as loud as I could to make sure they could hear me. I ran down the stairs hoping it was Misaki, and my hopes were true however he stood next to him. The one man I hate more than anyone else in this world, my own father stood next to him almost reminding me of a story I read as a kid where the evil king kidnaps the prince, this was definitely reminding of the part where they traded off. I wanted to give at least one smile to Misaki, but this guy was upsetting me so much I could only give a look of pure anger. "Misaki, come on in." He gave a quick nod, and gently set his stuff down next to the couch. I than looked towards my father with a grimace going across my face.
"So what the hell do you want?"
"Well now Akihiko, I'm not allowed to visit my own son?"
"No your not?"
"But there's something important, did you get the file I mailed to you."
"What file?"
"It was a file filled with your potential wives."
"Oh I was supposed to look through that? I thought you were giving me things to shred out of anger."
I made sure that I sounded disrespectful so that I could drive him away from my house. The man knew I wasn't interested in the opposite sex, so it felt like he wanted to just stab me whenever this was forced upon me. About 30 minutes of us talking as civilly as we could before he finally gave up and left.
Misaki's POV.
"Misaki, come here. There's something I want to show you." Usami Sensei seemed to overly happy as he ran up and gently grabbed my arm. "S-sensei?!" I was honestly surprised when I felt him drag me up the stairs, and turn past his room. Towards the one next to it. "Misaki close your eyes. Don't open until I tell you too okay?" I nodded and closed my eyes, he quickly made sure they were shut before pulling me into the room, and pinning me to a bed. "Open your eyes." I did as he told me and opened them, Usami Sensei was hugging me while we were in the bed, as I stared wide eyed at the room. There were a few boxes in the corner but this was still my room. "What is this?" I turned my body so I was facing him. "What's going one." His purple eyes seemed to glitter a bit as he hugged me tighter. "Misaki if you live with me, this room is yours." He spoke before giving me a deep kiss. I stared at how lovingly he decorated the room, and without thinking I said yes.