Chapter 8

"How long is he staying?" I asked as we put Mizuki's things away in one of the gmany guest rooms.

Usagi stared for a second then started laughing.

"Are you waiting for the time he leaves or something?"

"Ah.. No. I just wanted to know how long I'd be making dinner for three..."

"Are you jealous?" He said, coming closer.

"Stop!"

"Why? You seem to always end up enjoying it, so-"

"No but-"

"No interruptions, ever since this morning, I've been holding back. But right now-"

"MIZUKI IS STANDING. IN. THE DOORWAY!"

He suddenly let go.

"I was just putting my shoes up here..." He looked angry.

"Seems like I was interrupting you guys." His eye twitched before he threw his shoes down and slammed the door. A smile was still present on his face.

"Heh, I'll go talk to him." Usagi said, quickly kissing my cheek before heading out the door.

"GYAAAA!" I said, furiously rubbing my cheek as I hid my blush by stuffing my face in a pillow.

*Mizuki's POV*

"Mizuki, are you okay? Is something bothering you?"

I looked to him, I tried my best to make tears form.

"Why didn't you tell me you were lovers with... HIM."

"Is that a problem?"

My face changed. I decided not to dwell on this situation.

I figured I would have to monopolize him another way.

"Of course not! I was just surprised..."

"How long have you guys been together?"

"Two years."

I flinched. He was committed...

I looked to my right and saw Misaki coming down the stairs.

I figured I would have to monopolize him another way.