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On the way back home, there was not much conversation exchanged. We were both sitting in awe, barely able to believe the scenario that had become reality before our eyes. I was completely bewildered by the phenomenon called acceptance. I was unable to stop the dumb grin from spreading across my face. I looked outside of the window to stop Usagi from seeing me. We passed the park that we were at earlier on the way home.

I had to bite my cheeks to stop the giggle that was trying really hard to make it's way out of my system. It was girly and unlike me, but I just couldn't help myself.

When we arrived at the apartment, Usagi went straight back to writing on his laptop. That's weird, though, because he had said that he finished everything. Maybe he's starting another project? Or…

Oh.

He must have been writing a boy's love novel. This was one of the ways that he expressed his happiness...I guess it's better than the alternative.

Ahaha…

I decided to go upstairs,and take a nap. Usagi would probably wake me up later, anyway…

-;-

"No. Never. I'll never let this happen."

I replied, "What?"

Nii-chan…?

"I hate both of you. I'll never allow it."

"W-Why?"

He walked away. "I'm not coming back. You're both disgusting." Nii-chan stormed away, leaving angry footsteps on the canvas of emotions. The picture he painted was unhappy, disappointed, and frustrated. He...hates me. Nii-chan...hates me…

My tears...kept falling. They won't stop. He can't...tear us apart. I looked at Usagi.

"Misaki…"

"Usagi…?"

"I'm sorry…"

What?

"I can't…"

"What?"

"I'm sorry, Misaki…I need to brea-"

"Baka! Baka, baka, baka! Why would you let him control our relationship?!"

"Misa-"

"SHUT UP! I HATE YOU! LIAR!"

He walked away, to his car, leaving me alone. My brother hates me, Usagi hates me, I'll never...be loved again...by anyone…

No...no...no...no…

-;-

"NO!"

The first I noticed was the dry tear stains on my cheeks, and Usagi right in front of me. Another tear left my eye.

"Misaki…"

This was reality. Not a dream. I looked up. Usagi was looking at me, a worried expression plastered on his face.

"You were screaming, I thought you-"

I let my hands wander to the sides of his face. His eyes widened as I leaned in. I kissed him softly, and the affection was returned when he held me. It was the closest we had ever been...both in the heart, and the soul…

"Misaki."

"Hmm?"

"I arranged dinner for us...in thirty minutes…"

"Okay…"

I got up, and walked to the bathroom. I rubbed my eyes, and washed my face. When I looked in the mirror, Usagi was standing directly behind me.

"A-ah!"

He smirked, and whispered, "I love you…"

"Oh, look at the time! Well, we need to go to dinner now! Ahaha…"

He pouted and said, "Right."

We left the apartment.