Sorry for the long wait guys.
Misaki Takahashi, 18, currently a freshman at Mitsuhashi University, economics, and currently freeloading in her landlords/lovers penthouse.
She was sitting down on the pink couch reading what appeared to a BL novel. The landlord of the luxury penthouse she was living in is the author of the book currently in her hands, as well the youngest author in history to win the Naomori Prize.
The great lord Usami Akihiko, age 28. The relationship between the two was the typical landlord and patron kind of deal; if you don't count the favors the landlord wanted from his beautiful patron.
It had two weeks since Misaki lost her virginity to Usami. Ever since then, she kept her distance from the man but the man did the exact opposite. Misaki hated it, even though secretly (she would never admit it to herself, or anyone else) she was beginning to like it.
Misaki's grip tightened on the book. Her frame began to shake.
His pen name when writing boys love novels is Akikawa Yayoi. Yayoi because he was born in the month of March.
But none of that matters! She screamed in her head, The problem is with the content!
…Misaki exhaled deeply as he released…
Akihiko thrusted himself into the deepest…
Misaki ripped the book in half.
"I CAN'T FORGIVE THIS ANYMORE!'
She ran to the man's room and opened the door with a great force.
"DAMN IT USAGI!" She ripped the covers off the man's bed, "WAKE UP! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS BOOK!?"
With a temper like that, one would think that Misaki was on her period. But she wasn't, it ended yesterday.
"YOU SAID IT WAS ONLY ONE BOOK. BUT YOU WENT AND MADE ANOTHER ONE!" She held the destroyed book in her hand, "QUIT MAKING ME A FREAKIN' GUY! And when did I ever say-"
A vision of a male Misaki with a shirt opened appeared, "Nooo… Ah, I'm going to melt…"
"-Or anything like-"
The vision appeared again, "Akihiko-san… make me go… crazy!"
"- DON'T USE PEOPLE'S NAMES AS YOU LIKE!"
The man on the bed groaned as the girl yelled. He slowly rose up and glared at her while a mass of dark energy swarmed around his head.
"QUIT MAKING ME APPEAR AS YOU WISH!" The temper finally cooled down when Misaki noticed that her landlord was up. That and the dark aura she felt, "Do you… understand…"
Sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but sweatpants, was a very grouchy Usami. Misaki gulped and held the book close.
Crap! I forgot that he's scary when he awake!
"Hehehe, just kidding."
Usami stood up and walked towards the girl in the green button-down dress, "What did you say little lady? I didn't hear you. Say it again."
Misaki continued to laugh in a nervous manner, "N-nothing. It was nothing...hehehehe."
She swiftly turned around, "Sorry for disturbing you!"
But Usami grabbed her arm and threw her on the bed. Misaki squealed and held her hands in frantic prayer.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," She cried out, "I know I was bad, it's my fault!"
Usagi-san grabbed the girl's wrists and pulled them apart. He looked at her face with tired eyes.
"Why do you hate being written about?" he asked bluntly.
Misaki glared up at the man, forgetting about the position they were in, "Are you stupid?! It's only natural! You take people as you please and make them do weird things and also-"
A cold hand traveled up her dress. It gave Misaki a sudden jolt which made her gasp.
"It's not my fault," the man whispered in a deep voice as he began to pull up the fabric. He began to kiss the sweet soft skin that was Misaki.
The girl let out an involuntary moan, "Liar…"
She struggled to push the man off her but he used his weight to keep her down. The soft lips traveled up her body until he rose up to plant a kiss on her lips. The doorbell rang, startling Misaki but also making her happy someone had indirectly interrupted.
"There's someone at the door!"
"Leave it," Usagi-san pressed his lips in Misaki's.
Just a little bit more. Until Misaki gives in to Usagi-san. The tongue war was declared until the bedroom door abruptly opened.
"Good morning!" A young woman with auburn hair and red lips announced, "It's Aikawa from Marukawa books! Usami-sensei, I'm here for your manuscript! It's finished right?"
Oh, how the half-dressed Misaki wished she could die right now.
The little tea kettle whistled as sign that the water was ready. Misaki, who was now dressed, gathered the cup and began to fill the teapot with tea leaves. Aikawa and Usami were in the living room when the older woman walked to the counter where the young girl was.
She held up a box, "Here Misaki-chan, a gift. It's the bear cream puffs you like so much."
Misaki's emerald eyes began to light up when she saw them, "Oh wow! Thank you!"
She gratefully accepted the treats.
"As always, thank you for everything. The present you gave us last time was delicious!"
Aikawa smiled and clapped her hands, "Really?! I'm glad."
Usagi-san yawned and walked to the couch, "I said I was working, why are you here?"
The older woman rolled her eyes and gave the lazy man a bored glare, "If you hate my constant visits, try finishing your manuscripts once in a while."
The younger girl looked at the older woman with deep admiration
She then turned to Misaki and smiled, "Well, at least I can finally meet your cute girlfriend."
I'm not his girlfriend.
"We talked a lot on the phone so this isn't really our first meeting."
Usagi-san, who was looking over his final manuscript, rose an eyebrow, "You and Misaki talk on the phone?"
Aikawa rolled her eyes and walked to the couch, "Well, a 'certain someone' I know all too well has a bad habit of missing deadlines and pretending he's out. I need an informant."
Crap! Misaki almost dropped the tray that held the tea, She wasn't supposed to tell him!
"Well," She piped while placing the beverages on the coffee, "I gotta go. School and stuff. Bye!"
With that, she ran to the front door.
She sat down and began to throw on her brown high laced boots. She began to lace up the shoes when she heard a deep voice being her, the same deep voice that sent sweet shivers down her spine.
"What's for dinner?" Usagi-san asked with his arms crossed.
Misaki turned her head, "What do you want to eat?"
"Ebichiri."
"Okay."
She stood up, fastened her bag that was draped over her shoulder, and fixed her shoulder length hair.
"I'm going now," she announced and took a step towards the door.
"Misaki."
Usagi-san's placed his hand on the girl's head, making her stop and blush.
"Be careful when you go out."
That touch alone was enough to make the girl feel weird in her body.
"I-I-I'll be back later."
With those trembling words said, Misaki left the apartment.
Not again, She thought as she ran out of the building, Every time he touches me, my body always heats up.
A thick blush appeared on Misaki's cheeks as she wrapped her arms around herself. She will never look at Suzuki-san the same ever again. She stopped at the crossroad and rubbed her arms.
I could've pushed him off and called Nii-chan, Misaki thought to herself but shook off the idea, But… it will only cause trouble to him and Nee-chan. And plus, Usagi-san… he… he's really kind to me. And he stops if I say no. Sometimes.
He would stop alright but he always got what he wanted. As long as Misaki was willing.
The girl giggled to herself and the blush softened to a cute pink shade.
Usagi-san was so kind to her but Misaki had a hard time considering him as her boyfriend. But apparently he already called her his girlfriend.
The light turned red and the signal to walk the street lit up. Misaki composed herself and continued with her journey to school.