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A/N: too tired to type again, read the previous

BENEFITS OF INJURY

The shadowy figure approaches towards me. I find myself too baffled for the appropriate act. Running is not going to help and right now it is futile to hide. Speaking will make me choke. With his every step my heart is sinking into a pool of fretfulness. All this is happening so fast and so ill-timed.

'misaki?'

Haruhiko san calls me again may be he is taken aback for my stunned and odd behavior. I have to act quickly.

'he- hello haruhiko san'

' Are you crying?'

Shit its really not the right time for him above of all the people to notice me crying. Come on make up something.

'No, no, its so cold and ahh and I am feeling really chilly so that's why.'

He pulls out of his coat and offers me the garment.

'No I am ok I don't need it.'

'you said you are cold take it .'

I find no emotion on his face and his voice is sounding hoarse too. I can't see his eyes properly. Before he takes any action I accept the coat and drape it around me without wearing it. The oversized garment is casing me upto my knees nearly. Before I can thank him he grips my wrist and proceeds towards his car. What? is he planning to take me to his house??

'hey where are you taking me?'

'its cold here so lets go somewhere else'

'No its ok'

He stops

'so what do you suggest?'

'ah '

I am blank. I am always at a loss of words with this man conversation has never been normal with him. And right now I just want to stay alone or walk to a store or do anything except for hanging out with him. I am upset dammit I need to cry out or do something which will make me normal again. I hate it I hate for my tendency of crying out loud on small things. sometimes I can't even figure out the reason.

'I don't know ac actu-ally.'

Shit did I just sob? What is wrong with me? Why the hell can't I stop these streaming tears?

I feel two arms wrap around me. My vision is getting blur for the growing fluid in my eyes . My body is too tired to resist .

'Are you still cold?'

The question is so difficult. The frosty feeling inside me is surpassing the cold of this freeing night and somehow I feel these garments are hopeless attempts to make me warm. My mind feels sluggish and hazy. I lean against the hard chest to support my pounding brain. I am sobbing terribly now. I am trying to stop this dangerous session of showing this wretched state of mine to him but I just can't control the shiver and the sharp pain tearing me apart. The hold tightens around me and I realize it's not the same which I am used to, not even close to it, I want to break free from it. I start pushing myself away but the hold tightens on me.

'Misaki?'

Its usagi san's voice. Where is he? I look up and see haruhiko san's face, looking right to me I see USagi san staring at us shocked. His eyes are sad and helpless.

'usagi san?'

-*-*-*-*-

Its already 9 pm. Aiwaka has not returned yet. She is out for the last one hour. Being too busy with the guests Akihiko Usami is having a hard time to get to the phone and call her or just get out of the place and search for misaki. Like an eagle's eye for her prey Isaka's eyes are glued on Usami hoping he does nothing wrong. Fortunately the phone rings. before Usami can get to it Isaka picks it up.

'Excuse me I think the phone is for me, a friend of mine is supposed to call me' Akihiko makes an excuse to escape from the woman he is talking to.

Ignoring Isaka 's glare he snatches the phone's receiver and asks in a stern and angry tone.

'Did you find him?'

'oh Usami san, I searched for him but didn't find him .'

'what ? did you search everywhere?'

'well I searched the shops and the places near the university but he is not there .'

Akihiko usami for the first time in his life is scared and helpless. Ignoring the call of Isaka he pushes his way through the crowds making to the door and starts running like a insane. Determination is vivid all over his face. No matter what he has to do he will find misaki. He will bring him back. He is going wherever his legs are taking him. His eyes are drifting to every place from where he is passing. A sudden and strong pull on his shirt from the back halts him.

'stop running like this, I know where he is'

The news is too sudden and electrifying. He can feel his heart drumming in his throat. Even in this cold weather a thin sheen of sweat is visible on Usami's forehead.

'tell me'

'does he have any friend? He is there.'

'friend?'

Friend. Yes a friend he knows him that brat who is always laying his hand on misaki. That grey haired freak. 'His house. Yes I know his house.' Thinks akihiko.

Trying hard but failing every time to stop his heart beating so fast , Usami runs to the direction of sumi's house.

-*-*-*-

'misaki?' sumi questions with a surprise tone.

'yes where is he?'

'I saw him yesterday but today I didn't get to see him.'

'what? Isn't he here?'

'no'

Not believing this harsh truth usami shoves sumi back and enters his house. The said news is confirmed when he didn't find misaki in any of the room.

Seeing this horrible condition of the strong and composed writer both isaka and sumi are little worried. They are not very close to akihiko to console him properly.

Their worry intensifies to horror and depression when a solitary and shinning tear roll down usami's left cheek.

'misaki'

The name slips out from usami's lips the cause of the concern.

'hey akihiko the city is large lets go out and find him.'

'I know certain places he visits frequently lets go there' sumi interrupts

'ok'

-*-*-*-

The three men are walking fast ignoring the bitter chilliness of the cold night. The snow and the fog are making it impossible to focus properly on their vision but still they are searching every nook and corner of the city.

'Have anyone checked the parks yet?' sumi asks

'no , you are right lets search there.'

Yes he is there he has to be thinks akihiko

-*-*-*-*-

All of them notice a tall figure standing near a bench at the park and to isaka and usami it seems familiar. The dark hair and the height are quite similar to a certain person they both know. At a closer look they can see him embracing a certain boy with brown hair and short height.

'is that haruhiko?' wonders isaka

'hey isn't that misaki?' questions sumi.

But akihiko is too shocked surely he wants to see misaki he is all that he needs but like this? No there must be some mistake. Hoping against hope he is stepping closer to the couple trying to comprehend the faces.. The shorter boy is sobbing he can tell from the shivering of his posture, a coat which from the size makes it obvious that its owner is someone else. The shorter boy who is just like a replica of his misaki is now pushing the man trying to pull away from the hug.

'Misaki?' akihiko calls out

The voice makes the shorter boy look at him, and the dormant fear of the boy being his misaki evokes in him , shattering his heart. The pain is intense. Seeing the one you love being held by the one you hate. He should be happy to find his love but the sight is making his heart bleed. What happened ? why is it not him holding the sobbing boy? And why is he crying? Then one by one the realization dawns on akihiko. Before misaki was pushing haruhiko. Off coarse the devil must have tried to do something with misaki something against his will. How dare he? how dare he touch what is his. Wasn't his warning enough to keep his hands away from misaki? Poor misaki what has he gone through in his absence

-*-*-*-*-

I see usagi san 's expression changing from grief to anger. Fire is blazing in his violet eyes even in this dark I can feel it. I call out to make sure all this is real.

'usagi san?'

There you go. In the next chapter actual action will occur. I have some ideas about how this will turn out but if you think you want it your way then you can post yours by reviewing. it will help me a lot and I will rethink the plot. So did you like it so far? Your opinion really matters so review for me to end this story.