Chapter 7

Misaki sat at his desk, pretending to check his schedule while really checking out his ring. It was good timing too, because tonight was the pre-wedding party the Miyagis were hosting mostly for their friends. Originally, they'd called it a rehearsal party but since there was no rehearsal happening it had turned into a party for the friends of Yoh's parents. He had one more patient, then maybe he'd grab a quick drink before going there, and yet he couldn't calm himself down. The last time he felt anything remotely like this was right before he came out to Nii-chan and he thought he was going to throw up.

Unfortunately, the usually wonderful and supportive older brother had freaked out and had said some ridiculous things, like how Misaki was this way because he was so young when he lost their father, so now he was looking for a father in a mate. That had been gross when Misaki had thought that one through. This had led to their first ever real fight when Misaki had retaliated saying how Nii-chan had obviously chosen Manami Nee-chan because she reminded him of their mother amongst other not so nice things, leaving Misaki thinking Nii-chan hated him and with the worst feeling of emptiness inside.

Then a day later they both cried and Nii-chan apologized and ever since then had tried his best to be a supportive brother. Which was good because by then Ejii had broken the bad news that he was moving to Canada for graduate school and how he wanted to go back to just being friends.

Misaki sighed. It was all good things, but there was so much to do. Two days after the pre-wedding party Misaki was moving into Yoh's apartment. He'd found someone to take over the lease on his condo but wouldn't be moving in for a couple of months, which made things more expensive but easier at least.

He sighed. Yoh had cancelled again last night. It seemed this Basho documentary was taking up a lot of his time, and the rest was being taken up by the regular demands of his job. They'd already filmed the actual scenes of his travelling in the summer break last year, so it was odd that he'd be needed so much at this point, but what did Misaki know about television production? Oh good. A new text had come in for him.

Sorry about last night. I'll make it up to you tonight. I can meet you at your work at 6 before we go to the pre-wedding party.

He smiled. Yoh must have been exhausted but still managed to text him. He was so loyal and thoughtful and 180 degrees different from that horrible professor he'd 'dated' when he was still in college after Eiji had left. Well, Misaki thought they were dating until he happened to overhear the man talking to his friend about how he was getting sick of his 'boytoy' and it was time for him to find another one. Misaki frowned and looked through his photos for a moment to get the image of that disgusting man out of his head – like his favorite one of him and Yoh on the beach together- and then checked to see who his last appointment was. Usami Natsuhiko? Where were all these Usamis coming from? Could that be possibly Usagi-san's mother? He checked the time. She was five minutes late.

Suddenly a tall light-haire/d middle-aged woman in a kimono entered the room, and Misaki realized who Usagi-san had gotten his looks from; the resemblance as unmistakable unlike with Usagi-ani, who was still coming in on time and with his notebook filled out. She looked a little lost, but Kirishima-san even now pointing her to his direction. Something about him made him feel clumsy and awkward like being in the presence of royalty. She looked so refined.

"Hi. I'm Takahashi Misaki. Are you Usami-san?"

"Yes. I was told about this practice from a certain man. My wrist is hurting me, and I'm supposed to be playing the 13-string koto with friends in a casual musical group I belong."

"Ah. Well let's see if I can help you." He was screaming to ask her if she was related to Usami Akihiko. Finally, at the end of the session he was about to ask when she noticed his ring and frowned.

"Interesting. It looks like an engagement ring but men don't wear those."

"Ah, well, my fiancé - the ring is an heirloom, and he wanted to give it to me." Misaki sputtered out, while tempting to do a facepalm. He never spoke about his personal life to patients, and he certainly never came out to them and look what he just did! What was wrong with him?

"Ah. Like my son. Telling me he liked men, thinking I'd be upset. I was overjoyed, you know why?" The woman was looking at him fiercely and maybe staring at him a little too closely for his comfort.

"No more heirs for the Usami family. What a nice revenge." Ah, Misaki thought then processed her sentence. Wait – what? Revenge? Misaki started to feel he'd lost the plot. He really should just get on to showing her the exercises he wanted her to do, but somehow his mouth seemed to move on its own accord.

"I'm just wondering, are you related to Usami Akihiko?"

"Who do you think the son I talked about is? First, he almost 'marries' a lunatic," she made quote marks in the air perhaps to indicate her displeasure with gay marriage or adult adoption, then he decides he's not marrying anybody. Not like he'd tell me any of this. I had to find out from that other man."

"That other man?" Oops. He needed to get out of this inappropriate situation, not capitalize it!

"My step-son. I do believe he's a patient of yours I believe. Usami Haruhiko

"Ah, I'm not really supposed to say… confidentiality agreements. Anyway, I'd like to go over the exercises with you? You'll probably be seeing another therapist as I'm going out of town-"

"Ah? Adult adoption and a honeymoon?"

"Ah, well… yes. We're going to Hawaii, but all our therapists are excellent so don't feel bothered. I'll be discussing my open cases with whoever takes over for me as well so whoever will be taking care of you will be well informed." The woman looked thoughtful and after a demonstration of the exercises she took the print out and left, leaving Misaki to wonder what revenge the woman had wanted, and did he somehow have a pheromone that drew Usamis to him? Maybe it was an exclusive variety called usamones? And who was going to be next? Usami Chichi? And would his name be Fuyihiko? They had every other season name so far. Maybe the extended family were the months of the year?

Kisa came over to him and checked out the ring.

"Ah, Micchan, that's the ring you said you were getting? I hate to be annoying, but I don't think it's really like the original you know. Aikawa-san, what do you think?" Kirishima-san had gone home early and now it was just them. Aikawa came over and had a look.

"Hmm. I hate to tell you this, but although at first glance it really likes like you're ring, even I can tell it's not the same, so I'm wonder if the Miyagis will notice."

"Ah! Aikawa-san, please don't say that! The pre-wedding party is in a couple of hours and I was planning on them not noticing!"

"Maybe they'll be too distracted by… well, maybe we can distract them by saying you're pregnant!" Kisa-san looked way too happy by this idea.

"Kisa-san, you're aware that I'm male, right?"

"Yeah. It's just I was reading this fanfiction online about a flu that somehow makes a man able to have babies and-"

"Ah, Kisa-san I think you'll find that in the real world nobody biologically male has ever gotten pregnant before. Next thing you're going to suggest is that you tell them I'm an omega."

"Ah! Misaki! You never told me you were familiar with the Omegaverse! I love those stories." Misaki belatedly remembered that Aikawa was somewhat of a BL fanatic in her spare time and tried not to roll his eyes at his boss.

"Exactly, Aikawa-san, and Miyagi-san is the tall dark handsome alpha who becomes Misaki's soulmate." Misaki laughed. They were going to start acting the same way he did when he got together with Todo Shinnosuke and talked about Za Kan together and somehow it was a lot worse having his life being compared to fantasy romance manga. If he had to magically become part of the manga Za Kan was where it's at, with maybe some secret gorgeous man he could tangle with between the pages so to speak.

Then Yoh had shown up a bit early shaking out his umbrella and taking off his coat. Misaki furrowed his brows. Why was the man getting comfortable when they weren't staying?

"Ah, Miyagi-kyojo, Takahashi-kun didn't tell us you were coming. What a nice surprise."

"Yes. A real nice surprise,' Kisa-san smiled a little too flirtatiously for Misaki's comfort.

"Thank you, Aikawa-san. Kisa-san. I was just thinking of the last time I was here. It was very memorable." Miyagi said this while winking and smirking at Misaki. Seriously, his man was wonderful, but he was going to drive him insane. And yes, it had been memorable because that's when they did that for the first time, but Misaki didn't need his colleagues to get any ideas in that direction.

"Ah. You're feeling alright since then? Did you have a follow up appointment?"

"Ah, no, Aikawa-san. Did I need one?"

"Well, normally we try to have patients come back a few months just to make sure there are no problems we didn't miss. Misaki, you didn't schedule him one?"

"Not yet, Aikawa-san. I guess I was a bit distracted. I'm sorry."

"Well then, he's here now," Kisa smiled almost predatorily - what was up with him lately? Didn't he have that sexy art student boyfriend? - and stood next to Yoh. "I can take care of you. Misaki wouldn't be able to maintain a professional atmosphere necessary, so let me check. Let's see here." As Kisa unbuttoned Yoh's sleeve, Misaki started getting angry and walked over. Meanwhile Kisa seemed oblivious. "Does it hurt here? Maybe here? Or maybe here?"

"Kisa-san, thank you, but I think we have to be leaving, so-"

"Actually, I need to speak to Misaki alone. Maybe in one of the therapy rooms?" Suddenly it all was clear. Yoh had changed his mind and was calling it off. Maybe he was moving to another country. Yes. He'd gotten a full professorship at Oxford and was moving to England. It would fit Misaki's pattern for either dating jerks or great guys who moved to English speaking countries. Yes. The dream was over.

Meanwhile he'd noticed Yoh was mumbling to himself about where the lock was on the door, and on finding it had secured it.

"Ah, Misaki, this brings me back. I just wanted you so much and you were very similar pants, but maybe they were just a little bit tighter. Oh well, that's okay, and I love this shirt you have on. It brings out the green in your eyes and it's also so easy to take off."

"Ah? Wait? What's going on?" Yoh had untucked Misaki's shirt, and managed to pull it over his head, and now was stroking his chest.

"I remember how amazing it was here; we had the best sex here. Let's do it now, before we have to be bored to death at the party." He said this with his lowest voice, the one that drove Misaki crazy, while expertly tweaking his nipple.

"Ah, Yoh. Ah!" Misaki started losing himself. Maybe he was right. It was going to be stressful with all of the Miyagi's brilliant intellectual friends there to make him feel even more intimidated than normal, and Yoh knew just how to make him feel good, and how had he unbuckled his pants already. Suddenly Misaki envisioned Aikawa and Kisa hearing all of this from just a meter away and moved out of his grasp. "I thought you were going to talk about the wedding!"

"Huh? But everything's going fine there. Not sure what I'd even talk about. Ah. I loved this therapy bed. I got some amazing therapy here. Can you blame me for wanting more, Misaki."

"This is for therapy, not for satisfying your hentai lusts!" Yoh completely ignored him and started going for the zipper.

"And do you have the special cream? Or that massage oil? Get that out. Ah, yes."

"Do you know Aikawa-san gave me a disciplinary hearing about you? And it's not like these are soundproof rooms here, either." Misaki jumped out of the way just before his pants came down. This man was way too quick today! Suddenly Yoh found something interesting and his voice changed to that weird high-pitched voice he usually saved for when he was teasing his colleague, Kamijou-san.

"Oooh! Ultrasound! That's kind of like a vibrator isn't it? Hmmm. Nice." This was worse than being at a toy store with his nephew Mahiro. Yes. Yoh was acting like an overgrown two-year-old with an over active libido. It felt awful, but he pushed him away.

"Yoh. We can't. Not with people here. Think of it like this: if you had sex with one of your students, you would get fired, no? So, we can't do this here especially when my boss is right outside." Yoh looked at him sadly. Maybe he was being a little harsh? Misaki decided to sweeten the blow by bring the taller man close; he wrapped his arms around Yoh, rubbing his back and wasn't surprised to feel his fiancé's aroused state. "Come on. I'll make it up to you. We'll come back when we're closed and then we'll have fun. In privacy."

"With the cream, massage oil or the ultrasound?"

"All three."

"Hmm. Alright, you win." Yoh checked his watch. "Well, we've got a bit of a time still. Let's go get a drink. We're going to be stuck for hours with just my parents' friends for company. I'm going to need all the help I can get." Well, that was one thing they could agree on, and there was always the very exclusive after party they'd be having with just the two of them later.

Usamones exist in this AU. They're almost as necessary as having a Suzuki-san.

I referenced the old Uke Flu fanfictions for both JR and SH which, even though it's about MPREG which I usually think is ridiculous are quite enjoyable, although unfortunately one of them was never finished. I keep trying to make Kisa nicer, but he's based on the character Annalise who is kind of a jerk, so it's not quite working.

I'm realizing that this fanfiction has a couple of really odd pairings at first. We have Takahashi Misaki x Miyagi Yoh (what would that even be called?) Then we have the probably not so mysterious Kyo who writes tortured poetry inspired by the bad poetry I wrote as a teenager and says he's Usami Akihiko's fiancé. I'd call that probably Junjo Tragedy, but you'll have to read on to see what I mean.