Here's chapter 7! How will Misaki react to Usagi after last night? Read and find out! Enjoy readers! ^_^
When Misaki woke up hours later, he was alone in the bed, the sheets only up to his waist. He rubbed his head, trying to remember anything that he happened afterwards. The young man vaguely remembered the author getting dressed on the far end of the room, his back turned towards him the whole time. Usagi simply got dressed and left, closing the door behind him, not looking back at Misaki. After that Misaki fell back to sleep out of exhaustion, hoping that his body would stop hurting by the time he got back up. But his hopes went unanswered. Misaki's body ached all over. When he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and slowly stood up, the young man found himself falling underneath the weight of his own body. His legs couldn't support him. Grabbing onto the bed post, Misaki stood himself up, waiting to regain his balance.
Putting one foot in front of the other, Misaki slowly made his way to the bedroom door. Upon reaching it, Misaki put his ear to the door and listened for any movements coming from the outside. He heard nothing. The recent events of what happened only hours ago left the Misaki feeling shaken and scared. The last thing he wanted to do was see his lover. He waited a few more minutes and still did not hear any noises coming from inside the condominium. Misaki timidly pushed open the door and cautiously peered outside into the hallway. Usagi was not downstairs and there was no sound of him being in the kitchen either. The older man was obviously not home. Misaki let out a shaky sigh and began to make his way to the bathroom. He had to hold onto the wall for support to make sure that he didn't fall down again. But the more Misaki moved, the worse he felt. He felt nauseous and his body still felt very painful. The older man had taken no precautions to be gentle with Misaki and he was now experiencing the aftermath of it. Misaki finally reached the bathroom door.
He pushed it open and stood shakily looking at the tub. He wanted to shower badly. The young man somehow felt dirty thinking about the recent events that had occurred. Before he could take one step to the shower, Misaki felt himself overcome by an intense wave of nausea. Misaki crumpled down and held his mouth so that he couldn't get sick over the floor. He crawled over the toilet, gripping the sides of the seat and threw up. With each release into the toilet, his shoulders convulsed and hunched over as a reflex. Misaki continued to vomit for twenty minutes. When he was sure that no more would come up, he sat down on the bathroom floor and held his head between his hands. The headache had returned.
God I feel awful. Wha-what happened? I really don't understand anything., Misaki thought massaging his temples.
Misaki pulled himself off the floor and got into the shower. He turned on the water and stood beneath its hot water. Because his arms hurt, instead of lathering himself, he just stood under the water, letting it bathe his body. The bathroom was filled with steam in a matter of minutes. Looking at the floor of the shower he saw red liquid mixed with water running down the shower's drain. He slowly reached his behind his butt and then held it in front of him to examine. Misaki's hand was coated in a thin layer of bright red blood. Misaki just stared at his hand, expressionless. It was almost as if he were in some kind of trance. Misaki leaned against the wall of the shower and slid down to the floor of the shower. After an hour, Misaki got dressed and made his way to his room. It was already ten in the morning. Between going out with Ijuuin and his fight with Usagi, a whole day had flow by. Looking at the clock, the first thing that ran through Misaki's head was that he had forgotten to make breakfast for Usagi. It had been a normal routine thing for the two of them to eat all their meals together and it was very important to Misaki, he enjoyed all the time they spent together. Misaki let out a heavy sigh and made his way into the living room to sit on the couch. As he sat down, his face consorted in pain. His bottom and whole lower body was still in pain.
Maybe I should just go back to bed..., Misaki thought as he slowly got back up, slightly hunched over.
He had only taken two steps from the couch, when he heard the door opening, followed by slow and heavy footsteps. Misaki knew they belonged to Usagi. Suddenly he felt very nervous and uneasy. He slowly and quietly made his way towards the stairs, hoping to go unnoticed by his lover. Misaki stopped dead in his tracks though, when he sensed someone standing in the doorway behind him. He did not need to turn around to know who it was. The younger man once again began walking to the staircase, trying to ignore the older man's presence. He was only a couple of steps from the next step when he heard his name being called.
"Misaki", Usagi said, causing Misaki to flinch involuntarily.
Misaki slowly turned around to face his lover. The only thing is that he was not actually looking at Usagi. Misaki avoided eye contact with the older man. He was glad that Usagi was still a few feet away from him. It would make It was easier for the young man to hide the uneasiness he felt.
"Y-yes?", Misaki answered, still not making eye contact with the older man.
In three long strides on his long legs, Usagi was now on the other side on the room, standing directly in front of Misaki. Feeling even more nervous, Misaki resorted to looking at the floor in a timid and shy manner. He did not think that he could handle looking in his lover's eyes right now, and he did not know when he would be able to again. The events of last night had just shaken him to the point where he didn't even know who Usagi was anymore. He had to admit to himself that what happened before had scared him. Misaki just didn't know how to act around Usagi anymore. It was that plain and simple. The older man slowly reached one hand up and gently placed it on Misaki's cheek. The younger man flinched at the contact without meaning to.
"I...", Usagi started looking at Misaki's turned down head.
"Is your body OK?", Usagi asked, seriously. "I didn't mean to-", but he didn't get a chance to finish his statement. Misaki turned his face away from the older man further.
"Oh y-yeah. I-I feel fine", Misaki stammered.
"Are you sure-", Usagi started again, only to be cut off once more by Misaki.
"Uh huh. I-I'm tired so...um I'm going back to my room to sleep", Misaki said.
"Misaki...I-", Usagi began again. But Misaki was already slowly making his way towards the stairs now. He put his foot on the first step. But as he was about to haul himself up, Misaki was hit with an intense pain in his abdominal area and lower stomach. He winced in pain, as he fell backwards to the floor. He was lucky that he was only a few inches away from the ground. Clutching his stomach, Misaki found himself yet again sliding to the floor in his discomfort. He heard Usagi's frantic footsteps getting closer to him at a fast pace. He was now standing over Misaki, a worried look on his face. Misaki did not look up at the older man, but instead held his stomach tighter and held his head lower. The young man became startled when he heard the sound of the author kneeling his tall frame to the ground to be on the same level as Misaki.
"Misaki! Are you alright?", he asked concerned.
"I-I'm OK", Misaki said still not looking at the author. Feeling the older man's worried gaze still watching him, Misaki spoke again.
"I-I'm fine", he said weakly.
"You're not fine at all!", Usagi said. "Do you want to go to the hospital?", he asked.
The hospital? And what am I going to tell them happened? That my lover was upset with me and r-raped me, forced me to have sex?Cause' that's what happened. N-no...I can't do that.
"R-really, I'm OK. I-I just need some rest is all", Misaki said quietly.
Misaki was started when he felt Usagi's large, cool hand place itself gently on his back.
"Alright. You don't have to go to the hospital then. But for the rest of the day and tonight too, stay in my room.", Usagi said.
Misaki suddenly felt very nervous. He almost felt scared to sleep in his lover's room.
"You can sleep while I work. That way I can keep an eye on you", Usagi reasoned.
"N-no", Misaki said quietly. "I-I want to sleep in my own room", he finished sadly.
"You're sick. So let me take care of you", the older man said.
"It-it's alright. I-I'll be fine on my own.", Misaki said, still holding his head low.
"No", Usagi said firmly. "You're going to sleep with me tonight. Now come on. Let me help you to the bedroom", Usagi said, sliding his hand lower on Misaki's back.
Usagi moving his hand in that motion was too much for Misaki to handle right now. He immediately slapped his lover's hand away from touching him. Usagi was surprised at the younger man's reaction, his eyes full of hurt. Misaki shakily stood up, refusing any help that the older man offered him, and leaned on the closest wall he could find.
"M-Misaki?", Usagi asked.
"P-please. D-don't touch me. I-", Misaki cut himself off, looking upset.
The author held his head slightly low, in shame.
"Misaki...this is about what happed last night isn't it?", Usagi said looking guilty.
Misaki gripped his arm tightly. This time he looked at Usagi, making eye contact. In the younger man's eyes were emotions of fear and hurt. The older man winced at Misaki's expression.
"I-I don't know what came happened. I was just...angry that you had dinner with Ijuuin. It was a mental lapse of my sanity", Usagi said, looking guilty.
"Misaki, I-", Usagi began but was interrupted.
"S-so, I-I was being punished?", Misaki said slowly.
"No, Misaki. Of course not", Usagi said pleadingly. He walked over to Misaki and gently gripped the boy's small shoulders.
"It should never have happened. The last thing I would want is to hurt you, Misaki. I didn't mean for it to go that far. I...I'm sorry", the older man said.
Misaki's eyes were still hidden. He was not making any eye contact with Usagi still.
"Misaki...look at me", Usagi said imploringly.
Where there was no movement from the younger man, Usagi gently placed both of his hands on either sides of Misaki's face and slowly tilted his head up to look at him. What he saw sent a chill through his spine. Misaki's emerald green eyes were sad and lifeless. Usagi couldn't find any words to say.
Suddenly, the older man's lavender eyes widened in horror.
"Wait...is that why your body is in so much pain? Why you've been feeling sick?", Usagi asked, sadly.
Usagi felt Misaki's own body shiver slightly at the mention of it. The author automatically knew that he had indeed guessed right. With this, the older man also understood why Misaki did not want to go to the hospital. He stared woefully at his small lover, wishing that he could go back in time and beat the living snot out of himself. He now believed that at that point of time, while he was doing that to Misaki, he was a monster. He actually felt like hitting himself now.
"How are you feeling now?", Usagi asked cautiously.
He was met with only silence.
"Misaki...", the older man pressed.
With his head still turned downwards, Misaki spoke.
"M-my body hurts", Misaki said sadly.
"...I'm sorry", the older man uttered again, guiltily.
The older man slowly wrapped his arms around the smaller boy, slowly pulling his lithe body close to his. Usagi was startled when he felt Misaki's small hands pushing at his chest. Pushing him away from Misaki. It was obvious that the younger man wanted distance between the two. Still, the older man felt his eyes grow wide in his shock. Misaki's hands shook as they held the older man at a distance, pushing them away from each other.
"I'm s-sorry b-but I-I want to go to sleep. In-in my own room", Misaki said sadly.
"M-Misaki...I-", Usagi began but stopped when he detected the quiver in Misaki's voice
"Alright...", Usagi said in defeat, sadly.
Misaki slowly lowered arms from the older man's chest and slowly walked up the stairs, Usagi felt horrible while he watched his young lover walk. It was obvious that Misaki was in physical pain and probably mental distress as well. With each movement of his legs, the young man's face consorted in pain. Now that the brunette was fully up the stairs, Usagi watched Misaki as he turned in the direction of his room, still slightly limping, and disappeared around the corner. The author heard the sound of soft footsteps, followed by the sound of a door being closed. The older man just stared into space, alone with his own thoughts. He knew that he would be eating dinner alone tonight.
Awww that was kinda sad! Misaki doesn't feel like he can be around Usagi now! But can you blame him? Usagi forced himself on Misaki because he was angry with him! He feels really bad about it now but that doesn't change what he did. Will they be able to get past this or is this too much for Misaki to handle? Read and Find out! Chapter 8 is coming to a fanfiction site near you! I'll see you there!
