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Chapter 7 Confusion and Jealousy
Akihiko smiled as he saw Misaki's eyes sparkle at the sight of the beach. He didn't sleep for three nights just to finish his manuscript and get Aikawa to find a rather exclusive and secluded resort in Okinawa for him to lessen the possibility of Misaki having contact with other people. By that time, Akihiko had already accepted that the boy is special (and not a normal human) and he had to keep him from other people to protect him.
"Beach!" the boy beamed. His eyes were fixed on the blue ocean. He was leaning over the railings of the balcony of their room with his hands extending to the sight in front of him.
"Misaki, don't lean too close to the railing." Akihiko had to hold the younger man by the waist to prevent him from falling. The beach house that Aikawa had gotten him was really appealing. It has a contemporary design seated at an elevated part of the secluded beach. There was agood view of the sea in every room facing the beach because of the large glass windows and sliding doors. The master's bedroom has a balcony with stairs leading straight to the Jacuzzi on the first floor.
The beach house was way too big for two people but Akihiko didn't notice at all since beach houses like that had been normal for him. He was one of the two sons of the President of the Usami group after all. Extravagant beach houses had been a normal thing for him.
Akihiko almost jumped when he heard someone call him from downstairs. "SENSEI!"
"Aikawa?" he muttered confused. He pulled Misaki by the hand to check downstairs. His brows furrowed when he saw his editor Aikawa with the CEO of Marukawa Publishing Isaka. "Aikawa? What are you doing here? And why are you with that man?"
"My, my, my," Isaka said smoothly as a smirk played across his face. "Is that the way to treat the person who got you this beach house?"
"What do you mean?" Akihiko turned to Aikawa. "Aikawa, I thought you were the one I asked to get me a beach house."
"Sensei, it was pretty tight to get a reservation these days. Isaka-san has a –"
Akihiko didn't bother to let Aikawa finish as he pulled Misaki again back to the room. He stuffed their things into the brief case hastily.
"Usagi?" Misaki was staring at him, confused and worried.
Akihiko smiled and ruffled the boy's brown locks. "Don't worry Misaki. We'll just have to find a nearby hotel before we go the beach." He said reassuringly. He went on with the packing as soon as the boy nodded.
"That's not necessary, Akihiko." It was Isaka. He was standing by the door with his hands crossed across his chest. He walked near Misaki and put his hand on the boy's shoulder. "This beach house is big enough for the four of us. Also, we'll be having a party later this afternoon. There are a lot of people who would come here to congratulate you for winning the Naomori award."
"You can celebrate without me." He stared darkly at Isaka and shoved the latter's hand away from Misaki's shoulder. "And don't you dare touch Misaki."
Isaka backed away, smiling. "Alright, I won't touch this cutie but you have to go to the party."
He zipped the bag stuffed with his and Misaki's clothes. "I thought I made it clear that I don't want a party. You weren't as smart as I thought you were I guess." He grabbed the bag and walked out of the room, half-dragging Misaki.
"Come on Akihiko!" Isaka followed. He's not going to give up in coaxing Akihiko to come to the party this time. His reputation would suffer a great damage if he will not be able to make Akihiko come. He had already prepared everything and invited big shot names. He just had to convince Akihiko and he knew exactly what to do. "I'm sure cutie boy would like to come to the party. Right, cutie boy?"
Akihiko stopped when he felt Misaki's hand slip from his grip. He turned back and saw Isaka holding the boy."
"Cutie boy, you want to go to the party right?" He smiled at the boy. He hoped he could spark curiosity to this boy that Akihiko had taken a liking. Aikawa had told him the story about him. He knew that he's as innocent as a three year old child. All he had to do is get his attention about something and he would definitely ask for it from Akihiko. Fall for it you damn retard! He cursed mentally. "Party… you like party, right?"
Misaki stared at the man he had seen for the first time. The word party has indeed sparked some curiosity inside him. He had seen a lot from watching the television for the past week. There were a lot of people just like him and Usagi. They were dancing and singing and he really wanted to experience something like that. He turned to the older guy. "Usagi, Misaki likes party." He looked at him pleadingly with his wide lustrous green eyes.
Akihiko was speechless for a moment. How could I say no? It was the first time that Misaki had asked for something directly. If he said no, he might disappoint the boy. But, what if something bad happened in the party? There are people who might hurt Misaki… or worse, take him away from me.
Misaki grabbed his sleeve and smiled. "Usagi, Misaki likes party."
"Misaki…" Akihiko heaved a sigh and feigned a smile. He couldn't deny the boy of anything he wanted. He'll just have to keep an eye on him for the rest of the night. "Alright, Misaki, we'll go." He turned to Isaka then muttered with a death glare, "You'll pay if anything happens to Misaki."
"Whoa! I've never seen you so protective. Don't worry… I'll take care of cutie!"
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Akihiko sat by the shore as he watched Misaki play with the waves. He was kicking small waves as they ran ashore, laughing and giggling from time to time. His green eyes sparkled more as it reflected the glossy blue ocean. Sometimes, he would glance at the older male, smile and wave.
There are still a few hours before the party. The writer wanted to forget about it for the moment and enjoy the beach with Misaki. He doesn't want to make the boy feel that he was just forced to go to the party.
"USAAAAAGIIIIII!" Misaki called merrily. "Usaaagiiii!" The man came running beside him.
"What is it?" Akihiko came running to the boy's side. For a moment, he was scared that the boy had gotten hurt when he saw him slump to the sand and remained in there, staring at something. His worry turned into bewilderment when he noticed the boy's hand move up and down as a string of water followed his point finger. "Mi… Misaki?"
The boy looked up at him and smiled. "Look!" He extended his finger far above the surface and the string of water followed.
Akihiko could not believe what he was seeing. He felt his knees weakened and he slumped to the water as he watched Misaki's finger swirl in the air with the string of water, which was becoming thick by the moment, came following its every movement. It looked as if the water was dancing with Misaki's hand. He just stared in disbelief with his eyes wide open and his lips partly apart.
Misaki turned to him again but the innocent smile vanished, replaced by an inquisitive look. "Usagi?" The string of water fell while Misaki stared at him. "Usagi…" the boy repeated but Akihiko couldn't answer. "Usagi…" The boy repeated as he approached the writer.
Akihiko crawled backwards as the boy came near him. He was both confused and scared. He told his self that whatever the truth is behind Misaki's identity he would accept it completely. He never thought that he would be scared once he sees the boy actually doing something mystical.
After seeing Misaki surrounded with fireflies and watching him heal with a tub of water, Akihiko thought that he won't be shock by anything weird that would come. But this was different. "Just what exactly are you?" he muttered under his breath.
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The boy stopped dead on his tracks. His brows furrowed as he heard Akihiko's words. What exactly are you? He didn't understand what he meant but seeing the fear in Akihiko's eyes, he felt something hurt inside. Did he do something wrong? Was it wrong to show him his little trick? Does Usagi hate him now? His simple mind couldn't understand. Tears streaked down his cheeks as those questions popped inside his head.
"Usagi…" He called the man again. He wanted to ask him what was wrong but he doesn't know how to voice the words. "Usa… Usagi…" he choked as he called the man again. But, Akihiko didn't answer. The pain he felt doubled.
He only knew of one way to ease the pain – go to the sea. His father once told him that whenever he has a wound, he just had to soak in water and everything will be fine. He felt like there's a wound inside his chest. Maybe the sea could heal it. He mustered all his strength and stood up. He turned his back from the man he had grown to adore then walked slowly to the sea.
Dark clouds started line from the horizon followed by little drops of rain softly falling from the sky.
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Akihiko heard Misaki call him several times. He saw tears flow down from his lustrous green eyes and lined his thin cheeks. He wanted to answer, he wanted to wipe those tears away. But he was too confused to do anything. Just what exactly is Misaki? Is he a demon? For a moment, he felt fear crept all throughout his body and he just stopped thinking.
He watched as the boy slowly stood up and walked away from him. Where is he going? He tried to reach out to stop the boy but his body wouldn't move. If Misaki is going, if he would go away, then Akihiko doesn't have to deal with weird things anymore. He wouldn't have to bathe him, feed him, teach him talk, and trouble himself with protecting him. But, can he live without him? Without seeing him smile in the morning? Without kissing him? Hugging him? Can he live alone again?
He was sucked out of shocked state when he felt raindrops touch his skin. He stood up hastily and ran to Misaki. Something inside him says that would never see the boy again if he will not move fast. "Misaki!" he called out. But the boy didn't look back. What have I done? I pushed the person I love away from me. What an idiot! He mentally cursed himself while struggling through the waves that were becoming stronger by the moment.
Running became difficult as the water level was already above his waist. "MISAKI!" he called out again, this time louder. He put all his might to moving until he was able to reach the boy. He grabbed him by the arm and pulled him to his chest. "Misaki… Misaki…" he called his name again and again and pleaded for him not to go. He turned the boy so he was facing him and saw green eyes glazed with fresh tears.
"U… sa… gi…"
"I love you. I love you no matter what." He felt his own tears flow across his cheeks. "I'm sorry if I doubted for a while. I'm sorry… Don't leave me, please…"
Misaki rubbed his eyes and wiped his tears away. In between sniffs he said, "Misaki stays beside Usagi."
Akihiko chuckled at how adorably Misaki had said those words. He looked up the sky and noticed that the rain had stopped. Slowly, the clouds vanished and the sun shined again. The rain was because of Misaki, he guessed.
"Since the rain had stopped, might as well enjoy the sea." Akihiko smirked as he splashed water into Misaki's face. The latter giggled and splashed water back to Akihiko. They ran and played like kids in the beach and under the sun.
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The party was scheduled at six in the afternoon, just as the sun was about to set.
Tables and chairs were set around a bonfire by the seashore. There were food and drinks and a band playing some cool reggae music. Everybody was having fun except for a boy with a pair of lustrous green eyes and brown locks. His eyes never left Akihiko as the older male went from one corner to the other, chatting with different people.
The writer didn't really forget him. He would see his hazy lavender eyes often shot a glance at him. What pissed the little demigod was the people who kept him preoccupied, girls who touched him almost everywhere (except for the parts below the waist), and girls who would lean so close to him as if they were about to kiss him.
He felt anger ran up his head when a woman tripped and fell to Akihiko's chest. That chest that he would so often lean on to hear the music it makes. He was the only one who should hear that music. He stomped to the author and shouted, "CHEATEEEEER! USAGI CHEATER!"
Akihiko turned to the direction and saw a very angry Misaki with fists curled into a ball. He readily pushed the girl away from him, wishing it would calm Misaki down. But, it was too late. Before anyone could react from the shouting, a large wave rushed ashore as Misaki waved his hand. Everything and everyone were thrown back. Nothing and no one were left standing except for Misaki and Akihiko.
Akihiko ran his hand through his hair. I'll have to teach himself control, he noted as he went to Misaki, grabbed the boy's hand and led him out of the ruined party before anyone could guess what had just happened. He'll have to deal with things like this in the future. But, it's alright. As long as Misaki is with him, everything is alright.
For errors, both in grammar and construction please point them out. I try to proofread but there's just a lot I miss. Thank you for reading!
aura g leaf I don't know anything about Japanese mythology so… hehe And I'm not good at researches. But I do hope you still enjoy this.
Jazziejay This chapter answers the question… hehe
skywalker I'm not good at alien things... sorry... hope you'll enjoy this though... :)
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