Ok I know this was going to be the last Chapter but homework has been killing me! and also the last chapter was going to be long and it is! I reached 20 pages before I realized that I still need time to edit it so I wanted to give you guys something instead of you guys waiting for another day or two.
So here's Misaki's happily ever after :D The epic conclusion will follow up soon!
Sorry about that! Love you guys! Missed you!
Enjoy!
-Two Days Later…
"Good Morning Usagi-san."
Usagi-san looked up to see Takahiro enter the lobby. "Takahiro! Your back." Takahiro smiled in reaction, Takahiro had to leave back to Tokyo because of important matters, Usagi-san had thought he would take much longer.
Usagi-san set aside his papers and motioned for Takahiro to sit down across from him. "How is Misaki this time?" Takahiro asked worriedly.
"He's better. I actually talked to him two days ago."
Excited, Takahiro was practically jumping up and down like a little kid. "Really!? Did you finally tell him? How did he take it? Is he finally getting his rest? Is he eating?"
"I'm not sure how he took it, he kind-of fell asleep as he cried it all out. But I made sure to send a maid to bring him something to eat."
"So he's still in his room?"
Usagi-san nodded. He didn't tell Takahiro about Misaki was going out haunting that was one thing Takahiro didn't want for Misaki. "He hasn't come out yet." Usagi-san leaned back on his seat. He was actually concerned about that. He felt Misaki's love for him but also his horror about him finding out.
How does he feel now?
Touching Misaki was now an addiction he couldn't live without. Being without him was a physical pain now but he knew Misaki still needed time to grieve so he gave him the space he needed.
Takahiro looked at him worriedly. "But…he's getting better?"
Usagi-san smiled reassuringly. "He needs time to heal Takahiro; it was hard for him to lose him."
Takahiro scowled. He knew all about Sumi, Takahiro was the one who suggested throwing him out the minute he found out about how Sumi tried to kill Misaki. "Sumi has no right to have Misaki's love. That bastard…"
"Don't worry; he's out of our lives now."
Takahiro nodded, clearly satisfied, "Still, poor Misaki, he didn't deserve this, he's so sweet and innocent…" Sumi was Misaki's first friend so it was natural Misaki would grieve like that. But still after everything Sumi had done he didn't deserve to be grieved by anyone especially Misaki.
"He's strong Takahiro, don't think otherwise."
Takahiro sighed, "I can't help but be so overprotective of him though, we only have each other and the thought of losing him is unthinkable."
"I know…"Without Misaki life wouldn't be worth living. Usagi-san got up. "I'm going to talk to Misaki." He'd been holding himself for the past two days but now he didn't think he could last one more minute without him.
Takahiro smiled. "Alright, tell me how it goes."
Usagi-san nodded and made his way over to Misaki's room.
-Misaki
Misaki blinked his tired eyes open. His head hurt so much from crying. He'd been holed up in his room for hours crying his heart out. He'd been tempted to go out to drown his sorrows in fighting but held in. He knew early on that that would not make a difference.
Misaki sat up in bed; he was in his bedroom alone. Bright light was shining through his curtains indicating that it was morning. How long was he asleep this time? He wore his blue jeans and a white color shirt. Only the one button in the middle held his shirt together the rest were unbutton.
Usagi-san's image flashed through his mind making Misaki blush. Agh! He couldn't believe that just happened! So Usagi-san has also been in love with him?
Did they seriously wasted all those years dancing around each other when all this time they been secretly…Misaki just couldn't finish the thought. It seemed more like a dream than anything else.
Misaki groaned and hid himself under the quilts. He was…happy. No, extremely happy with the fact that Usagi-san was…in love…
He still couldn't say it!
There was a hesitate knock on his door. Misaki tensed, could it be Usagi-san? He pulled the quilts away from his face. "Ah, c-come i-in." Crap! He was shaking like a school girl with a crush. Misaki scowled at himself.
"Misaki?"
Misaki shook harder. Ah crap! It was Usagi-san! What should he say? How should he act around him?
Usagi-san came in and Misaki had to look away. He knew his cheeks were blazing red at that moment. The room felt suddenly suffocating.
"How are you Misaki?"
"B-better."
Usagi-san sat down at the edge of the bed. "Are you hungry?"
"No, I'm fine." Misaki hadn't made eye contact with him yet.
His heart was beating so hard it hurt. He wouldn't be surprised if Usagi-san could hear it.
Usagi-san reached out to touch his forehead but Misaki quickly drew back.
Usagi-san froze.
Misaki winced; he was so used to doing that over the years. "uh, sorry I uh…" Misaki's face heated up. This was so embarrassing! That was more of a natural reaction than on purpose.
Usagi-san smiled, "So cute."
Misaki blinked in surprise. "What!?" Misaki hid his face under the quilt. "Idiot! I'm not cute."
Usagi-san reached for the quilt to pull it away from Misaki's face. "Misaki," Misaki held the quilts tighter over his head, not letting Usagi-san see his face. He felt Usagi-san scoot closer to him. "Misaki…"
After a while Usagi-san managed to pull away the quilts away and Misaki's eyes widened as he felt the shock of Usagi-san's lips to his own.
"I don't think I can hold back now that I have you." He whispered huskily.
Misaki's sucked in a breath as Usagi-san easily threw the quilts away from him and ran his cold hands under his shirt, easily unbuttoning the only one giving Usagi-san his full view of Misaki's chest. "Usagi-san!" Misaki grabbed Usagi-san's hands stopping them from exploring further.
Usagi-san loomed over Misaki, his eyes hungrily studying him.
Misaki couldn't take that loving gaze; it was so odd for Usagi-san to look at him like this and not Takahiro so he covered his eyes in embarrassment.
"No, let me see your face." Usagi-san tried to pry his hands away.
"N-no!"
"Let me see."
"I don't wanna, it's embarrassing."
"No one else can see but me."
Misaki blushed harder, "That's not the problem."
"Then what is it?
"It's embarrassing…because it's you."
Usagi-san was both surprised and pleased at his answer and then smiled lovingly. "Then I'll do something even more embarrassing."
Usagi-san pulled the rest of Misaki's shirt apart and leaned down to give a tentative lick on his chest. Misaki gasped and dropped his hands in reaction.
Usagi-san took that chance to kiss him deeply.
Misaki moaned, his own arms unconsciously wrapping around him to bring him closer. Usagi-san leaned back with his eyes closed and his lips curled in a slow, satisfied smile. "I don't think I could ever stop touching you."
Usagi-san didn't like to touch others; he usually avoided contact with everyone since all they ever felt was greed, hate, and intense fear. But with Misaki it was strength and love. How can he not be addicted to Misaki?
Usagi-san opened his eyes and studied Misaki underneath him. Misaki was blushing madly and his eyelids were half-lidded.
So cute…
"Usagi-san! Wh-"
Usagi-san stopped his flow of words with another kiss. "Kiss me back…please."
Misaki offered his lips up to Usagi-san's freely, letting him in. Usagi-san groaned against him, squeezing Misaki tighter to him.
Misaki trembled from his touch, crying out as Usagi-san circled one of his stiff nipples with his thumb. When he bent down to close his mouth over Misaki's tight buds Misaki arched his back wantonly.
He couldn't believe what he was doing right now, he was feeling embarrassed but this was his Usagi-san. There was no way he could ever just walk away from him if his life depended on it. Even now his mind was clouded with thoughts of Usagi-san to where nothing was prohibited.
Misaki rolled over atop him, rocking his sex against Usagi-san's. Usagi-san marked his tender skin with his kisses. Both men were frantic for one another, heartbeats beating as one, and rasping breaths mingled in kisses. Soon Usagi-san couldn't take the pressure and he rolled over to be on top.
Misaki was gasping out for breath. Who knew their love making would be so intense. He didn't think his heart could take much more.
As for Usagi-san he was surprised by how fast they were going, he had hoped Misaki's first time would be gentle and slow, but the more they touched, kissed, and just felt, he realized how wrong he was. He went years without Misaki in his arms, he didn't think he could last one more second at being slow.
Usagi-san pulled off Misaki's jeans and then took off his own. Misaki blushed at seeing Usagi-san in all his naked glory. He has never seen such a beautiful man as Usagi-san before. He tried to avert his eyes but Usagi-san didn't let him, he gently turned his head in his direction so that he could stair into his beautiful green eyes.
Usagi-san groaned at the silkiness of Misaki's skin. With a growl, he covered his body with his own, cupping his nape. "Misaki, I have to have you." He punctuated his words with a rock of his hips. Misaki moaned loud, the feeling of Usagi-san's manhood rocking against his, the pleasure was indescribable. Misaki couldn't think, he clawed at Usagi-san's back for more.
Misaki gasped when suddenly Usagi-san was down between his legs and kissing him. His gasp turned into a moan when Usagi-san licked, nipped, and nuzzled in bliss. In and out Usagi-san continued to pump until Misaki finally came.
Shuddering Misaki lay exhausted. So much pleasure. As his tremors subsided, Usagi-san kissed his way up his stomach, leaving a trail of aroused, sweet fire. Misaki's desire came flaring back to life.
Usagi-san sank one finger inside Misaki making him gasp. He stirred the one inside him, so tight. Misaki groaned at the feeling. Usagi-san pulled out making Misaki whimper. Usagi-san chuckled. He sent a second finger into him. Misaki started rocking, loving the new sensations.
"Misaki…I need you." Misaki could only nod as Usagi-san positioned himself. Usagi-san's arousal was probing for entrance in a rough forward-backward dance. "Tight." He gritted out.
Slowly, painfully sweet, Usagi-san went in all the way to the hilt. Both men groaned as Usagi-san went in and out, slow at first to savor finally being connected, finally finding each other, then fast and faster.
Misaki arched his back, drowning in Usagi-san. Their teeth scraped together with a ferocity that surprised them both. Usagi-san sucked and he thrust and he growled all the while hammering inside Misaki.
Release tore into them with the same intensity as Usagi-san's thrusts and Misaki's inner walls clamped down on him. Usagi-san roared loud and long, and Misaki swallowed the sound in a passionate kiss.
Both held tightly to one another, not letting one inch separate them.
Usagi-san kissed Misaki gently, drowning in his love for him. He never wanted this moment to end. It was a possession that went beyond ordinary sex. They were somehow connected. Usagi-san knew that he would ache for Misaki with both his body and his soul for the rest of eternity.
"I love you Misaki,"
Tears threatened to over flow. Misaki never felt two beings needing each other so furiously. He never wanted to let go. He didn't want to think. Instead Misaki snugged closer to Usagi-san.
Misaki was half asleep when Usagi-san said,
"I can't wait to tell Takahiro that we are finally going out." Usagi-san kissed Misaki's shoulder lovingly.
Misaki froze in shock. "You can't tell him! He'll freak about this!" What would he say about his best friend dating his younger brother?
Usagi-san smiled. "He already knows about us."
"Ha?"
"He knew since the beginning." Usagi-san clarified as he laid on his back and brought a blushing Misaki on top of him.
Misaki only gaped. "The beginning?"
Usagi-san nodded. "He noticed right away at how I was looking at you so he pulled me to the side and talked to me about it. He was a bit concerned since I was way older than you but then I explained how much I was already in love with you and he agreed for you guys to stay with me so that you would get to know me and on your own love me too."
Misaki was sturcked speechless. "Onii-Chan already knew…?"
Usagi-san nodded. "He even asked me today how you handled it when I confessed my love for you."
Misaki groaned and hid his face in Usagi-san's chest. "I don't think I can look Onii-Chan in the face again."
Usagi-san laughed.
"It's not funny, Baka!"
"I love you Misaki."
