Good Evening everyone, well depending on where you are in the world but for me its evening so rawr! XD Hello everyone! ^.^ I hope everyone is as miserable about the weather as I am! I mean really its snowing in freakin spring does anyone else see why Im so pissed -_- I mean really how in the hell does it snow in spring?! Thats like rain in the fucking desert -_- OR trees growing on a door knob. Point is IT SHOULD NEVER FUCKING HAPPEN! HOW I MEAN REALLY HOW!? Anyway, now that Im done ranting about the weather we're gonna get back to the story. Now I've been getting alot of messages asking me whats gonna happen to Misaki or if Misaki's alright or why Im hurting Misaki. My answer to said questions are as follows:
1. I will never confirm nor deny if hes alright. You're just gonna have to wait and see.
2. Keep reading and you'll figure out what'll happen to Misaki
3. Im doing this because I FUCKING WANT TO! Not to be rude, thats just how I roll.
I dedicate this chapter to everyone whos reading and my favourite viewer *wink* You know who you are. I also dedicate this chapter to my best friends Ariadne and Miki who love me and this anime almost as much as I do. Okay with no further ado I present to you Chapter 10. HAHAHAH!
Chapter 10. Unknown Yet Known
3rd Person P.O.V
Five months 2 weeks 3 days 14 hours 20 minutes and 34 seconds...nope 35...36...37...38...39...40...I mean its not like he was counting. Its not like he was slowly going insane. That wasnt the case at all. He was already insane and...well the first part was a lie. Everyday he was counting. Everyday he stared at the clock, an empty look in his eyes, his mouth slightly agape as if he were in a trance. Everyday he shed another tear to add to his ever growing collection. Everyday he waited.
He waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Part of him knew, the part of him that wasnt stubborn, the realistic and sensible part of him knew. No matter how long he waited or stared, no matter how many times he woke up and looked at the spot beside him, no matter how many times he closed his eyes and wished with every string of hope he had left that he was there, he wouldnt be there.
Misaki was dead.
He was really dead.
Of course Misaki's death hadnt stopped Usagi from writing, there wouldnt be any sense in that. Misaki was always harping...Misaki always harped on Usagi about meeting his deadlines and finishing what he started so there wouldnt be any sense to stop and disobey Misaki's wishes.
Misaki.
Misaki.
Misaki.
Thats all he could think about now.
Misaki.
Misaki.
Misaki.
Even when he was ali...even when Misaki was here he would think about the boy 24/7. Think about what he sounded like, what he tasted like, what he would do to the poor man once he got home from university, Usagi would constantly think about Misaki to the point of insanity. Now...now it was more of Misaki is everything. When he's suppose to be writing,Misaki, when he took a shower (or at least when he had to strength to get out of bed to take a shower), Misaki, when Aikawa came to pick up his manuscript on time (surprise surprise , Misaki. It was getting to the point where he didnt want to sleep, eat, or get out of bed. After all when he slept he had nightmares, nightmares so horrid, so excruciatingly painful that when he woke up he was either bleeding from some unknown source of grasping his chest trying to steady his racing heart. Honestly, at this rate the 28 year old man will be dead before he reached 40.
"Misaki."
Usagi-san sat on his bed, not daring to look at the unoccupied space next to him. He had a cigarette between his lips, his eyes staring off into the distance.
"Misaki."
His thoughts wandered to the first time he had seen Misaki, to the first time he had seen him smile, to the first time he had seen him cry, he had been there for it all. When Takahiro moved away Usagi-san had been there when Misaki cried, he had held him all those nights when Misaki tried to sleep but was plagued with thoughts of something happening to his Niichan and he wasnt there to help him. Usagi-san had been there when Misaki had been kidnapped by Haruhiko for the second time, he had held him when Misaki awoke from his slumber afraid that Haruhiko or Usagi-chichi were going to come and take him away from his beloved Usagi-san. Usagi had been there for it all. Never once had he left Misaki's side, no matter how many times Misaki had tried to sway him. No matter how many times Misaki had tried to assure him that he was alright, that he could handle himself, that Usagi-san shouldnt worry about him, never once had he left his green eyed lover.
He didnt want to.
He finally had something to care about, something that cared about him in the way his family didnt, even in the way Takahiro or Hirko didnt and couldnt, and just like that it was gone and once again he as left in this unforgiving world without a purpose, without something to live for. Usagi-san never noticed how empty his life really was. Yes he had money, hell if he wanted to he could have anyone male or female possibly even both. If he wanted to he could have a condo full of good looking men and women and at the snap of his fingers they would do his every bidding and I mean every bidding. At the drop of a hat they would be at their knees before him, but he didnt want that. He wanted to feel the affection of another, the comfort that only a lover could give.
He wanted Misaki.
Tears silently fell down the silver haired man's face.
"Misaki"
The name barely made its way from his tongue before he broke down. His face in his hands, his sobs racking his body.
"Misaki"
BRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNG.
His house phone rang, interrupting his breakdown.
BRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNG.
Just wait until it stops ringing. It wont be long now.
BRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNG
For fucks sake!
"WHAT!?"
Anger replaced the overwhelming sadness as the young novelist answered the persistent telephone. He prayed that whoever was interrupting him had a damn good reason.
"Akihiko."
Usagi-san's body froze.
"What do you need?"
"You know what I need Akihiko."
The voice on the other line was soft, angelic even. Usagi-sans anger faded as quickly as it came. He grit his teeth, his hair casting a shadow over his eyes as he spoke,
"You know I cant. You know I cant do that. I told you before that..."
"Akihiko please! Do this for us. Just think about the good you'll..."
"What good!? You and I both know that what we're doing isnt good in any way. You and I both know the risks that can come with this. This will change him forever."
Usagi-san ran a hand through his tousled hair, his eyes beginning to water again. Why would that person ask him to do this now of all days?!
"Akihiko,"
The voice was soft and sincere,
"Im sorry. I know right now isnt the best time considering all that has transpired but please. Im asking you to do whats right not only for him but for you as well. How long has it been Akihiko? Dont lie to me."
Usagi-san sighed,
"I dont know 2-3 years maybe more."
The voice was silent for a moment then it sighed,
"Honestly I dont know how you've survived so long. I honestly dont Akihiko. "
Usagi-san laughed bitterly, his throat feeling raw from the action,
"When you live like I do its pretty easy."
"(Sighs) I suppose so. Akihiko please just think about it alright."
"(Sighs) Dont need to. I-I'll do it, but its not for you and certainly not for...its for him. Im doing this because he deserves this, he deserves...(swallows the lump that threatened to overwhelm him)...he deserves this."
A silence then the voice spoke again hesitantly,
"Thank you Akihiko."
"I told you not to thank me. Its not for you."
"I know but...thank you anyway. Have you set a date?"
"December 12."
"Thats next week. I thought you hadnt given this any thought?"
"I never said I hadnt given it thought. I said I couldnt to do it. There's a difference."
"Besides that can you get it done in time?"
"Are you doubting me?"
"Of course not, but its such a short period of time and for something so big and important as this. I just dont want anything to be rushed."
"Like I said this isnt for you so your opinion is irrelevant."
"Akihiko..."
"Look, I can get it done so dont worry about."
Usagi-san hung up the phone and sighed, a migraine beginning to form behind his eyes. A gnawing pain settled in his stomach making him wince slightly. He ignored it and sighed again as he walked up the stairs and shut himself in his room.
OMIGOD! MISAKI IS DEAD! Or is he? ALRIGHTY THEN! I hope everyone is enjoying spring so far. No? Its okay neither am I. See I told you I would get better at this updating whosers I cant believe what Im doing to Misaki. He didnt do anything to me and Im being so mean to him. He's so innocent and defenseless against my writing skills. I can only imagine the ass kicking Im going to get from Usagi-san. Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter because this will be the last. I have finished this story and Im moving on to my other stories. NO IM JUST KIDDING BUT I GOTCHA THIS TIME DIDNT I!? HAHAHHAH?! No? I didnt getcha? Well fuck I can never get people with that. Anyway keep reading and doing what you're doing and I hope to see all of you very very VERY SOON. What'll happen? Whats going on? Whats up with Misaki? Whos the mystery person? Trust me my story might seem all blunt and what not but theres a surprise coming that will shock you all. What part does Yuki play in this? Whos Usagi talking to? Does he know more than hes letting on? I guess you'll have to wait and see ;) I cant believe Im this evil. Gomen!
Misaki: *looks at usagi* u-usagi?
Usagi-san: *glaring at me*
Me: *looks at Akihiko with lazy look on face* Whats wrong now Akihiko? Are you upset that I took little Misa-chan from you?
Usagi: *GROWLS* YOU DEVIOUS BITCH!
Misaki: *looks at us both frantically* *can feel the intensity in the room*O-OI Usagi-san i-its just a fanfiction. Im fine ahahahah...*nervous*
Me: *smirks and looks at misaki* *walks over to misaki and drapes arms around him* Yea Akihiko its just a fanfiction. *nips at Misaki's ear* *pouts* Misaki why dont you leave Akihiko and play with me? I could treat you waayyy better than him and *whispers in his ear* the roles would be reversed.
Misaki: *looks at me nervous* ahahah ehh? What do you mean Izzy-chan?
Me:*Smirks and licks Misaki's cheek* You know what I mean Mi...sa..chan. Dont you hate it when Akihiko rapes you? If you were with me that wouldnt happen. At least not to you ;) Dont you wanna know whats it like to fuck a woman? Dont you want to feel a woman's touch? Dont you want to be loved willingly and not against your will? *grabs Misaki and kisses him*
Misaki: O_O EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!?
Usagi-sani: *GROWLS and rips Misaki away from me* *Attacks me*
Misaki: USAGI-SAN NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Me: *smiles evilly and readies for attack* bring it
Me: Oh please I am not afraid of you Usami Akihiko *looks at Misaki* Misaki this is hard for me to say but the mystery people are