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Thank you to Annabel Newman and Kiharu Lamperouge for the ideas behind this part of the story (by this part, I mean spreading across this chapter and onto the next one) since I am still suffering from writer's block and need to use other people's ideas. You guys are totally brilliant by the way, thank you :)

Chapter 10

On the day of the party, Misaki was had just finished wrapping his present, an expensive Calligraphy pen and a bear, similar to Suzuki-san, which held ink for the pen. Misaki had just taped a card to it, when Usagi-san came down from his office, a finished manuscript in hand.

Aikawa had called two hours ago and demanded the manuscript be finished by the time she arrived at the party. Usagi had replied that it was his birthday and it should be his day off. Then Both Aikawa and Misaki started ranting at him about being two weeks late for the deadline, again. When he pouted, Misaki had simply sent the writer to his office by threatening to not put out tonight. Usagi had said that was a stupid threat since he would do whatever the hell he wanted and Misaki was welcome to try to stop him. (Try being the operative word there.) Nevertheless, he stalked to his office and shut the door, his thought process being that his lover would put up less of a struggle if he went now.

Now he wrapped his arms around Misaki from behind. He nuzzled the boy's neck and murmured, "A present? You needn't have bothered; you already know what I want from you. Then he pulled Misaki from the table while the boy squirmed and kicked. They were so busy that they couldn't hear the doorbell chining over and over.

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Meanwhile, downstairs…

Aikawa reached the apartment of her best writer and saw a man about Usami Sensei's age pressing the buzzer over and over again. He turned and saw her. "Oh, could you help me get in, the people I'm trying to see aren't answering."

"Who are you trying to see?"

"Ah, Usami Akihiko and Takahashi Misaki."

Just as she thought, another crazed fan. Still, she could be wrong. "What is your relationship to them?"

"I'm Misaki's older brother. And a friend of Akihiko's from high school. Misaki invited me to the party."

"Oh," Maybe he wasn't some loony stalker after all. "I guess I can let you in then, I'm Aikawa, I'm Usami Sensei's editor."

"I'm Takahashi Takahiro, are you really? How do you put up with him?"

"That is a very good question." She replied with a smirk. Then she opened the door and they walked inside.

On the floor of the penthouse, Aikawa turned the key in the lock and opened the door. The front hall and living room were empty, but they could hear noise in the kitchen. They followed the noise and opened the door. "Usami Sen—" she stopped at the sight of Usagi pinning Misaki to the wall with his hands above his head, while kissing the boy thoroughly. Aikawa gasped in surprise, her Moe fan girl heart jolting while Takahiro fought nausea. This is what Misaki wants, this is what Misaki wants. He repeated in his mind, over and over again. He swayed slightly and managed not to completely pass out, but it was a near thing.

The other two men noticed Aikawa and Takahiro and sprang apart, Misaki looked guilty under the red color that was rapidly darkening his face. "I…I came to help decorate." Takahiro managed to get out. "M-Manami will be coming when the party starts, but I decided to come ahead and Aikawa-san let me in and I didn't think you would be d-doing that." He ended the sentence awkwardly. "I think I will just go crawl under a rock now and stay there for a while."

"Onii-chan, it's not as bad as that, I mean look, you didn't even pass out this time." He smiled warmly at his older brother.

"Yeah, you're probably right."

"I know I am, now you and Aikawa-san keep Usagi-san busy while I finish with the last of the details and then we can start the party since the decorations are already taken care of."

"Okay."

"I'll make some tea," Usagi said, putting on the kettle. "You two go on ahead."

"Oh no you don't," Takahiro's over protectiveness for his brother began to flare up. "I'll make tea, you go ahead."

Usagi started to protest but Aikawa grabbed his arm and tugged, saying, "Come on, Usami Sensei. I still need your manuscript." Then she dragged him from the kitchen.

"Misaki," Takahiro started as the door closed behind the other two. "Are you sure you're alright with this?"

"Alright with what?" Misaki asked, carefully not looking at his brother on the pretense of checking to see if the cake was done yet.

Takahiro put the kettle on the stove to cook. "Is it alright what Akihiko is doing to—I mean with you?"

"It's fine," Misaki answered truthfully.

"I just worry because Akihiko has always had a tendency to push things, and people, to their limits. I just want to know that he's not pressuring you into this in some way."

"Onii-chan! I lo—I love Usagi-san. Please stop saying such horrible things about him. He's never been bad to me, he is always taking care of me and he loves me too. He won't ever hurt me." Misaki stopped panting. Takahiro stared at him.

"Okay, I believe you."

"Good." He said shortly. "Tea's done."

"Ah, I'll take it out then."

"Okay," Misaki replied checking on the cake for the second tome in five minutes. It was almost done, soon he could take it out, stick it in the freezer for twenty minutes, then frost it. Following the adage a watched cake never bakes (it's been adapted for this story) Misaki poked his head out of the door to the living room and looked on as his brother, and his lover chit chatted idly with Aikawa. Misaki smiled. He could see the tension in his brother's shoulders as he tried to hide his worry, but at least he was making a valiant effort to appear on good terms with the situation. And Misaki knew that that man would come around eventually. Probably sooner with Manami around. Thank god for Manami.

In the other room, Usagi twitched suddenly, wondering why he was jealous of Takahiro's wife all of the sudden. He looked over at Misaki who was watching and raised an eyebrow.

Stupid Psychic Usagi-baka.

Usagi grinned at the boy and sipped his tea. Misaki flushed and fled to the kitchen to check on the cake.

The next chapter is going to be fun to write. I can only hope that Takahiro doesn't flip out again…yeah right. Anyway if anyone wants a spoiler then read Tamazingrace review number 14ish (it will change if there are more reviews (which, btw I love getting ;))

Thanks for reading :)