Hehehehehehehehe Hi guys! I'm finally getting around to posting this chapter. :) I hope you all enjoy it!

Loud screams and vibrant colors could be witnessed when the father and son walked into the class room. Children were running everywhere in a rambunctious manor, and to Usagi, it was complete Chaos. He had never been in an environment like this. And having all of these children around, well…Usagi didn't know how well he would do. He had never been with this amount of children.

"Come on!" little Akihiko said as he tugged on his father's hand, trying to lead him into the depths of the classroom of doom. "You can meet my teacher!"

Hearing this, Usagi's eyes scanned for some sort of adult in the room. It would be a relief to see another adult in the room that was filled with children, but he couldn't see anyone that was over three feet! Slowly taking a step, the two Akihiko's walked over the threshold and into the room. From there little Akihiko lead his father over to a corner of the room where about four children were gathered around.

As they got closer, though, Usagi was able to distinguish one of them wasn't a child. No. It seemed to be the teacher, on her knees having a talk with the other three children. Maybe there had been a fight that had broken out. Whatever the case was, it was a god sent for Usagi.

"Mrs. Amane!" little Akihiko said sweetly once two of the three children had scattered. Hearing her name, the "teacher" turned her head and looked up at the two who were standing before her.

"Oh! Akihiko!" She sang as she stood up and adjusted the sleek, black, glasses back on her face. Her auburn hair was in a very messy bun and three or four strands of hair were about her head in a very, very, messy manner. "Who is this?" She then asked as she patted her cream colored skirt to take out the wrinkles. With that she looked up, smiling at this "mystery" man.

"This is my daddy!" the little boy cried, his face twisted in a way that let the teacher know he was very happy.

"Your….father?" She asked as she tilted her head to one side. She had a very curious look on her face and for a moment she stood and stared at the man, back to her student and back at the man.

" Yeah my daddy!" Akihiko said, nodding in a furiously.

"I don't think we've met," the woman suddenly said as she stuck her hand out in front of her. A bright smile was on her face and the bleached out red lipstick she wore made her seem even more happy. "I'm Amane Emi."

"Why hello there Mrs. Amane," Usagi said as the teacher stretched out her arm. A dashing smile quickly danced across his face as he tiled his head slightly to one side. "It's nice me meet you! I'm Usami Akihiko." With that the writer reached down and took the woman's hand in his much more larger one. Then, ever so lightly, he shook it.

"Usami Akihiko?" She asked as her brow pushed together. "Like in the writer Usami Akihiko?" she asked as the two finally parted hands.

"That's him!" little Akihiko piped up. "He was on TV a couple weeks ago!"

"Yes I know! I saw that. Mr. Usami, I'm such a big fan!" Emi said. "So then, you are dropping Akihiko off? Was Misaki not able to? I heard he didn't pick Akihiko up yesterday." She said and suddenly the bell rang. It was like magic, though! As soon as the bell sounded all the children simmered down. It wasn't nearly as noisy as before.

"Actually….I-" the writer began, but his son cut in.

"I asked him if he could be my show-and-tell! Is that ok Mrs. Amane?" The little boy asked in a pleading tone.

"Well!" Mrs. Amane said as she shook her head, she looked very disappointed. "I guess we can you here with us today. It would be an honor." Once again her bright smile spread across her face and she bowed her head slightly.

"Oh!" Usagi said, his dashing smile still there. "Thank you!"

"YAY!" Little Akihiko shouted, jumping up and down. At this outburst all of the children looked in their direction. Some had curious looks on their faces, others with angry, almost envious, looks, and then there were some clueless looks.

"Alright, alright!" Emi said with a sigh, "why don't you go sit down at your desk, ok? Your dad can have a seat next to my desk ok?"

"Ok," Akihiko said in a pouty tone as she walked slowly over to the minute desks that lay out in a row, facing a white board at the front of the room.

"Ok Class!" Mrs. Amane said as she clapped her hands and walked to the front of the room. "Get in your seats!" As the children took their time getting to their designated spots, Emi turned to Usagi. "If you would like, you can sit at my desk!"

"Oh, I don't want to take up your space!" Usami said in worried tone.

"It's ok!" Emi said as she pulled out a black dry-erase marker from a cubby hole. "I never have time to sit in that desk! I'm always on my feet! So don't worry about it!" With that she began to speak to the children.

Hearing this Usagi smiled, shrugged, and then walked over to the little wooden desk where he pulled out the maroon swivel chair. Taking off his tan coat, Akihiko placed it on the back of the seat, and then took a seat.

As the class went by Usagi watched his son for a while. Every now and then the little boy's eyes would stray away from the teacher and look at his father. He would smile and then look back. Every time he did this Usagi would smile as well. What a cute little boy! He was glad that Akihiko was his son. This repeated several more times, but soon Usagi's eyes began to examine the desk that he was sitting next to.

Papers were cluttered everywhere, most where pictures drawn by students and some were work sheets that consisted of puppies and counting. Akihiko's eyes then fell on a small, golden, picture frame that held a small picture. Emi was in the picture, and she was holding a little girl. The little girl had chocolate brown hair that was pulled back into pigtails and a smile was spread widely across her face. It must have been Emi's daughter. As Usagi drifted into thought, a voice suddenly dragged him back out.

"It's Show-and-tell time!" Mrs. Amane said cheerfully. "And Akihiko brought a special guest for this time, so why don't you go first ok?"

"OOOOOH KAY!" the little boy squealed as he stood up, motioning for his father to come to the front of the room.

Seeing this, Usagi smiled and got up, moving in a graceful manner towards the front. Once the two Akihiko's were there, the little boy began.

"This is my dad! We have the same names!" the little boy said, smiling from ear to ear.

"You have a dad?" a little girl asked curiously.

"Yeah, you have a dad?" Another little boy chimed in "Because I thought that other man was your mommy and daddy!"

"Well, I-" the little boy said, not for sure what to say.

"I heard you didn't have a dad!" the same little boy said.

"HARUKO!" Emi chimed in, her eyes narrow. Shaking her head she adjusted her glasses. It was very obvious that this little boy, named Haruko, was in deep trouble. With that the teacher looked over at little Akihiko and smiled. "Go on now sweetie!"

"Well…well, I…my…dad," little Akihiko said, apparently crushed by the previous comments.

"My name is Usami Akihiko," Usagi said as he put his hand on his son's shoulder, giving him a wink. "And I'm Akihiko's father."

"What do you do Mr.?" A little girl asked that was sitting in the front row.

"Well, I write stories!" Usagi explained to the children, trying to put it in terms that they would understand.

"Stories?" the same little girl asked. "What kind of stories?"

"Oh!" Usagi said as a smile spread across his face. "I write a lot of stories. People like you're parents probably read them."

"Do you write love stories?" She asked.

"Well…."Usagi said, pausing for a moment. He did write love stories. But, should he mention that?

"Yes." he said carefully. "Very…nice, love stories.

Simultaneously, almost every child cried out with "ewwww." This, of course made Usagi chuckle.

"He wrote my mommy and me a story!" little Akihiko then piped up.

"Really?" Another child asked in awe.

"Mmmmmmhm!" Akihiko said. Before he could open his mouth, though, Mrs. Amane chimed in.

"That's really cool Akihiko!" Emi said from one side of the room. "Maybe we can hear more about your dad later on in the day, but it's someone else's turn for show-and-tell, ok?" She said.

"Oh ok." The little boy said in disappointment as he walked back to his desk, and Usagi back to his seat.

The rest of the day seemed to go very fast. It consisted of finger painting, and singing songs that Usagi had not heard in a very, very long time. It made him think back to when he was a kid, and he began to think. His son had such a better childhood then he had had. Misaki had done a wonderful job! Soon, though, it was time for lunch.

All the little children lined up in a single file line and began to head towards the lunchroom, Mrs. Amane leading the way with Usagi and little Akihiko behind her, followed by the rest of the children.

"You're going to eat with me right?" little Akihiko asked his dad.

"Actually," Emi said as she reached the door of the lunchroom. "I was wondering if your daddy would like to eat with me! We have some grown up things to talk about!"

"Oh….ok." Little Akihiko said as he followed the rest of the line into the lunchroom where they were taken by another woman. She was apparently in charge of lunch time. Once all the children were in the room, Emi turned to Usagi and smiled.

"Would you care to join me?"

"It would be an honor!" Usagi said smiling. The two then trailed back to the room where they then shut the door. As soon as it was shut though, Akihiko heard something that he did not expect. Laughter.

"LOVE STORIES?" She said in hysteria as she opened a small door, pulling out two apples, a big, closed off box of rice, and some carrots. "They asked you about love stories!" She then said again. This comment caught Usagi off guard, and he had no idea what to say.

"W-what?" A little confused.

"You answered them with a yes! That was brilliant!"

"I'm not sure if I follow you…" Akihiko muttered.

" Well, you obviously write love stories Mr. Usami! But just the way you said that….and to think that your "love" stories are BL well…That just tickles me pink!"

"Oh!" Usaig said, chuckling nervously. "Not many people know I also write BL Novels….I'm surprised that you do!" He said as a single eyebrow was pushed up.

"I'm a yaoi fan-girl, what can I say?" Emi said as she handed Usagi an apple and a couple of carrots.

"Thank you!" Akihiko said as he took the food, then looked at Emi. "Well, it's nice to see I have another fan in that area."

"Oh it must be! And now that I know who you are…well, I can see that you have been writing a bit about Misaki as well!" Emi said as she took a bite out of her apple. "I thought it, at first, strange that a man would have a girl's name, such as Misaki, but then earlier on this year I met Misaki and…well…." Emi said as she trailed off.

"What is it?" Usagi asked after downing his carrots.

"It's Misaki." She said. "I wanted to talk to you about him and Akihiko, I figured this would be the best time." With that she sat down and looked up at Usagi. "What happened yesterday? Misaki never picked Akihiko up? Is he ok?"

"Oh…" Usagi said, a bit surprised. "I found him yesterday all curled up in a ball, sick as a dog! He had fallen asleep in the afternoon and didn't wake up till early this morning, he's very ill!" Usagi explained.

"So Misaki asked you to come over and watch little Akihiko?" Emi asked.

"Actually…no." Usagi said. "I just happened to meet him while I was on my way out of the hotel. It was an accident that I met my son yesterday. But I'm glad that it happened."

"Oh…" Emi said as she paused to think on her apple. "Well… I was just wondering. Misaki hadn't been acting like himself the past couple of days, and Akihiko was expressing some kind of worry. And then when he didn't pick him up Yesterday…well, I was a little concerned."

"Don't be! I'm here with Akihiko now. " the writer said in a warm tone.

"That's good to hear! But listen." Emi muttered. "I wanted to tell Misaki this yesterday, but I didn't get a chance to. These children…they don't really understand the concept of a child….well…a child having two fathers. They sometimes tease Akihiko about it, and in the past couple of days Akihiko hasn't been acting like himself. I'm just expressing some concern." She said, finishing her apple.

"Why thank you for telling me that." The writer said as he sucked in a deep breath. "I'll remember to tell Misaki that."

"Oh, I don't think there will be a need for that!" Emi suddenly said. "When little Akihiko walked in today with you…well, he was a totally different kid. You make him happy!"

"Well then that makes me happy!"

It was half past three when Misaki stepped on the property of the school. He was bundled up in a sweater that was clearly too big for him, a scarf, a hat, two pairs of gloves, and a jacket. It was very apparent that he was cold! But why was Misaki here? Well, Misaki had never told Usagi that he was suppose to pick Akihiko up, and he had heard nothing back from the man, so he figured he would go pick up his son from school.

As Misaki got closer to the school, though, he began to get angry, and slightly worried. A bring red car was sitting in the parking lot, and it looked a lot like Usagi's! Once close enough, Misaki could tell. It was, in fact, Usagi's!

"Stupid Usagi!" Misaki growled. "I told him not to stalk Akihiko all day! What is he doing here!" As heat boiled up inside of him, Misaki walked around the corner of the school and into the fenced off playground. Once inside he could see his son on the swing set, being pushed by a large man. Usagi. Burning with anger, Misaki advanced on the two.

"Mommy!" The little boy cried out when he saw his mother.

"Misaki?" Usagi said in shock when he saw the bundled up Misaki standing only a couple feet away from him. He looked like a penguin!

"Hi!" Misaki said weakly, obviously talking to his son, not Usaig.

"What are you doing here?" Usagi asked as he let the swig slow down, for he was not pushing it.

"WELL!" Misaki said rolling his eyes and looking at Usagi with some sort of burning passion. "I am here to pick Akihiko up. I Obviously didn't tell you to pick him up! AND What did I tell you about stalking Akihiko! You can't do this! It's not right!" Misaki said tossing his hands in the air.

"No no!" little Akihiko said as he jumped off of the swing and ran over to his mother where he gave him a big hug around the waist. "I asked daddy to come to school with me today! He was my show-and-tell!"

"Really?" Misaki asked, still irritated.

"Yeah, so don't be angry!" the little boy said as he took his mother's gloved hand.

"Yeah!" Usagi said in a taunting manner, "Don't be mad!" With that he walked over to Misaki and wrapped his arms around the younger male. "How are you feeling?"

"Get away!" Misaki said as he pushed Usagi away. "Where at a children's school! Don't do that and…I'm ok I guess."

"Still have the chills?"

"maybe…"

"fever?"

"maybe…"

"puke?"

"maybe…"

"Misaki!" Usagi groaned. He was really concerned and waned to know Misaki was doing well. "You shouldn't have came here then!" Usagi said.

"Well, I never told you to pick up Akihiko, and I wasn't going to leave him here so I figured it would be better to be safe then sorry!"

"well I'm here!" Usagi muttered. "So there is no need to worry! Now, lets go home and you can get some rest. I'll drive!"

"We get to ride in the car again?" little Akihiko asked, clearly excited.

Sucking in a deep Misaki sighed. "I suppose so…" Misaki said as he scanned the play ground for Emi, making sure he had the "ok" to leave with his son. Soon he found her over by the merry-go-round, the two made eye contact, and Mrs. Amane gave him a little nod. That was the sign!

"Ok, lets go!" Misaki grumbled as he tottled over to the red sport car that was parked out front in the parking lot, the two Akihiko's following him.

Once inside, Misaki let out a deep breath. It seemed a lot warmer in the car then outside! Soon the car was moving, and the three were headed back to the hotel. As they did this though, Misaki began to drift into a deep sleep. It was apparent he was not feeling well.

Hurr durr durr durr durr! WELL to me, that chapter was hard to follow! D= Oh well. Hope you liked it. :3 Emi was interesting to make. I wasn't sure how to use her. I hope I did it ok. SO I've bee thinking…there are only about two more chapters left in this story. D= yes I know, it's sad. But I hope You all are enjoying it so far! I can't wait for the ending! Have a good week! I'll post as soon as I can!