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I've been slowing down a lot haven't I? I am very sorry about that, but I swear to God that I am getting my computer back tonight! I know because it is now sitting in my Dad's trunk. As soon as he gets home, I will be able to work at any hour of the day or night instead of following the local library's schedule. So, here we go with the next chapter that has taken me far too long to get around to.

Chapter 25

4:00 pm

The couple was finally leaving the hotel. Akihiko had wanted to stay longer to do more of...that. However, the room they were in was about to be rented to another person and they had been forced to leave the premises unless they planned to rent a different room. Akihiko had been reaching for his credit card when Misaki had grabbed him by the wrist and dragged from the front desk, masking his horror by blushing at the moe fan girl expression on the receptionist's face.

Misaki now glowered at his lover as they drove home from the hotel. He had been drunk drugged, attacked by a girl, then attacked by Usagi-san. So, basically, the night had gone from strange, to very strange, to pretty much run of the mill. Except that it had been done on the floor of a penthouse room suite that they had not rented.

And now, as usual, he was pissed at Usagi-san for taking advantage of him in his weakened state. Of course, he'd been more than willing a few hours ago, but he'd much rather deny that vehemently over admitting that he had wanted Usagi-san to attack him. Besides, if Usagi-san knew, then nights like this (minus a girl) would become more common. This was why he was glowering rather than thanking his lover for such a passionate night of lovemaking.

Akihiko was still pretty euphoric after last night. He knew Misaki was mad, but he couldn't quite bring himself to care. He knew Misaki had enjoyed himself last night, regardless of how he felt now. He wanted another night like that, and he intended to have one...hopefully soon.

When they reached home, they found Misaki's older brother sitting on the steps of the apartment, waiting for them to appear. He looked up at them. His face was empty of emotion, empty of expression. It was like he wasn't really there. Or else, he was hiding everything away as best he could.

"Onii-chan, what's going on?" Misaki didn't like that emptiness in his big brother's normally over emotional face. "Has something bad happened?"

"Oh yes." Takahiro did not elaborate beyond that.

Misaki was about to say more, but Akihiko beat him to it. "What are you doing here, Takahiro?" Usagi asked.

Takahiro looked at Akihiko and the first hints of anger flickered in his eyes for a brief moment before he forced his eyes back into emotionlessness. "We need to talk."

"About what?"

"About the truth."

Akihiko looked at him confused, but said, "Let's go up to the penthouse and discuss the...truth...further." He sidestepped his lover's older brother and went to turn the key in the lock. Then he held the door open for the other two men.

Misaki waited for his brother to rise, oh so slowly, and walk to the door before following him. Misaki glanced quickly at Akihiko, shooting him a nervous, now what? expression. Akihiko gave nothing away in his face, but as he stepped in, letting the door close behind himself and Misaki, he slipped a hand that, instead of its normal, coolness, was hot and sweaty, into Misaki's slightly shaking one. He didn't want to fight with Takahiro again. Whether he was in love with Takahiro or not, the man was still his best friend and Akihiko wanted to maintain that relationship. This was also for Misaki's sake since the boy had a brother complex nearly as big as Takahiro's own brother complex.

Misaki looked down at their clasped hands and then up at his lover's face. Akihiko gave him a reassuring smile that was more for his own benefit. But Misaki still accepted it more strongly than Akihiko did. If Usagi-san thinks it will be okay, then everything will turn out right. Akihiko sighed, wishing he could believe that so easily.

When the three men had gone into the apartment, removed their shoes and had settled down in the living room with tea that Misaki had made for them, Akihiko asked his best friend once more, "Takahiro, what are you doing here?"

"I need to know the truth."

"And what exactly does that mean?"

Takahiro looked at the Silver blonde man and thought briefly of their history together. Everything they'd shared, everything Takahiro had told him in the strictest confidence. And then, he thought of everything he now knew that Akihiko had kept hidden from him; his sexuality, the love he'd held onto for so long, the new love he held for his one time love's brother, and now this possible affair. Was this time any different? Was this engagement that Usami-sama had spoken of yet another thing that had 'slipped' his friend's mind? Finally, he just asked, bluntly, "Are you having an affair?"

Misaki, who had been taking a sip of his tea, spat it out, half choking on it as he spluttered at his brother, "A-an affair? Do-don't be stupid Onii-chan."

Akihiko did not spit out his tea or make any ridiculous choking sounds. He looked hard at Takahiro. "I am not having an affair. I am with Misaki and that is all. I am not cheating on him."

Takahiro hid his eyes by staring fixedly at the coffee table. "Not on him," he whispered finally, "with him."

"What?"

"I was informed that you are already engaged to be married, yet you are still involved with my brother. I demand an explanation, Akihiko." He looked up, fiercely.

"So would I. Who the hell told you that?" Akihiko set his glass down, since he was starting to get the urge to throw it at his friend's head. "Who the hell told you something like that?"

"Your father."

And then all hell broke loose.

Aaaaaaand...cliffhanger. So I've now fully transitioned into a new segment of this seemingly never ending plot. Please review...I'm so close to 200 reviews I can almost taste it...and it tastes good. Anyhoo, Thanks for reading:)