Sorry for not posting anything in ages! Gomen'nasai! *Sweatdrop* I've decided from now on I'm just gonna write Usagi x Misaki oneshots since they are my favourite and I have lot's of ideas for them. If I get another idea for another couple I will write it. Ideas from you are always welcome, review or PM me. *chibi smile*

Heart

Akihiko had developed an uncontrollable shake since the accident.

Akihiko had become weak since the accident.

Akihiko had become scared since the accident.

Scared of getting older.

Scared of dying and leaving Misaki.

It was at one of his appearances where it happened, another one where he had to be dragged to by Akaiwa. He had to talk about his newly released book with a temporary artificial smile on his face. It had been 10 years since his encounter with his past love's younger brother, and in that time Akihiko had become become softer. He was kinder to people, but still hating showing up where fans were.

Suddenly his world took a turn for the worst.

A dagger stabbed at his heart and it twisted, sending sharp pain. He clutched his chest, pained look on his face. The new release fell victim to gravity, as Akihiko released it from his grasp. He fell to his knees and sent the mic down with him. It made a white, piercing noise as it hit the floor, making everyone gasp, and no one moved. The only one who did have the courage to help him was his well known husband, Misaki. Misaki knelt down beside him. "Akihiko, can you hear me?" He whispered. His head shot up to face the crowd. "Call an ambulance God dammit!" He screamed, when this plea reached everyone's ears, they all whipped out their phones. Akihiko coughing, his eyes growing wide and his skin turning pale, hit the floor without warning. Hard. "Akihiko!" Misaki yelled, but Akihiko could not hear him. It was like his ears had been stuffed with cotton wool. His hand, still gripped around his heart. His life flashed before his eyes, it was all Misaki. Misaki's happy face flashing over and over again. The searing pain was sucking all his strength out of his body, but he summoned the last of it, and grabbed Misakis' Tuxedo. Although he couldn't hear he found himself shouting,

"Misaki! I...love...you...!"

His hand loosened, and his face melted. He looked dead. Misaki shook Akihiko, in a desperate attempt to wake him up, calling his name, hoping he'd return to him, in his arms, where he will never let go.

The doctors pronounced him dead, when he got there, as he showed no signs of recovery. But, Misaki held on to that little bit of hope that Akihiko might find the light in the comatose state he was in, but that hope prolonged for months. He was going to give up, as he looked at his lovers motionless body, once full of life. He walked over to the bed. He brushed back the bangs covering his half opened, lifeless eyes, and kissed his forehead. "I'm sorry Akihiko..." He whispered through tears, his voice raspy and rough.

Then he saw it.

It was little, but it was definitely a movement. Misaki wasn't sure if his eyes were playing tricks, he was getting older, after all. But his finger twitched, a way in which that it was a sign that was being held up reading "I'm alive." A happy feeling that he had never felt in months surged through him, it was a feeling he had forgotten, that was returning. He looked quickly back at his lovers face, seeing his eyes slowly close, then opening. He blinked, slower than normal, a few times, his hand twitching still. Misaki watched as the sparkles returned back into his sleepy eyes, waking up from his ever-lasting dream at last.

At last.

"M-Misaki?" He whispered, absent-mindlessly calling for his love to come and save him from the darkness. His eyes were looking around the room, hoping for someone. His voice was hardly audible to hear. But Misaki heard it, and the biggest smile spread across his face as he embraced Akihiko tightly.

"Akihiko! Your awake...!" He sobbed. Akihiko was delirious, and his arms were sticking up in the air under Misakis'. He didn't know what was going on. "Misaki? Is that you? I...can't see...properly..." He whispered behind his oxygen mask. "It's me Akihiko, me. This is my touch." He ran his hand down Akihikos' back. Akihiko knew it was Misaki then. "Misaki...help me...darkness...I...I can't see..."

"That's what I'm doing. I'm helping you get out of the darkness, and into the light." Akihiko lay his shaky hands on Misakis' back, asking him to help. Misaki reached over and pressed the Nurse button. I nurse came in not long after. She gasped. "He's awake!" She ran down the corridor, as fast as she could, heading for the doctors. Misaki clutched Akihikos head with one hand. "I love you too!" He finally replied to Akihiko from months ago. (See heart attack scene if you can't remember)

Even when the doctors were there, helping Akihiko, the couple were locked in an embrace until night fell.

That only happened 2 days ago. While he was sitting on the sofa, Akihiko thought of past events. His hands were permanently shaking, which the doctors said was a side effect from his heart attack. It was permanent. He quit smoking and drinking, so nothing would happen like that again.

Misaki walked over with 2 cups of tea for the both of them. He sat next to Akihiko, placing his tea in front of him. Akihiko grabbed the tea, but his hand was shaking as he picked it up. It sloshed around and looked like it was about to tip. It got to about and inch from his face, when Misaki grabbed Akihikos' cup from the top and kissed him. He put the tea down, putting a hand on Akihikos' face. They both closed their eyes and Akihiko placed a trembling hand on Misakis' chest. Misaki didn't go too deep, because he might scare his partner, him being vulnerable and weak. They pulled away, and Akihiko, with a pained look on his face, embraced Misaki. His hands only lay on his back, he could not grip tightly with shaky hands. Misaki felt how trembly they were, and that made him depressed and he hugged him closer to stop himself from crying. He was only to find that Akihiko had started crying. "My hands...won't stop...shaking." he buried his head in Misakis' shoulder and desperately tried to hug tighter but failing. Misaki noticed this and slowly pulled Akihikos' head closer to his, enough so he could whisper in his ear. "It's alright. No matter how weak you get, I will always be here, to hold onto you. To be safe and loved. 'Till death do us part." Misaki stroked Akihikos' hair, while Akihiko cried into his shoulder, in pain, grief...

"I love you, and I always will, Akihiko."

And joy.