Alright, time to pick on poor Misaki some more! :D

Misaki was still standing there long after he had heard Usagi's bedroom door close. His heart-rate was out of control and his face felt like it was on fire. Slowly, he let himself sink to the floor, taking deep, calming breaths.

"Why am I freaking out like this...?" he muttered. "A man should not have this effect on me..."

But that felt...nice...

Misaki shook his head vigorously to rid it of this thought. Thinking weird things was not helping.

But...it really did feel nice...like, it was something normal...something that I was used to...

"No! Being hugged by a man is not normal!" And now he was talking to himself.

How do I know? I don't remember how I've been living my life...for all I know, I'm a stripper in my spare time!

"That's ridiculous! Stop thinking such stupid things!"

I can't help it. Usagi-san has been distant...not that I know if he was this way before or not...but suddenly, he's looking at me with that little smirk on his face, teasing me...and hugging me. Why would he do that if he didn't know he could get away with it? He hasn't explained our relationship yet...maybe it's more than I think...

Misaki could feel himself turning red again. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" he said, smacking himself repeatedly on the forehead. "There's nothing weird going on! He was just teasing me!"

"Misaki...?"

Misaki's head spun around so fast his neck cracked. Rubbing his now sore neck, he looked over more slowly to see Usagi standing at the foot of the stairs observing his conversation with himself with a concerned and slightly alarmed expression.

"Oh! Usagi-san! I, uh...I was just..." Misaki stood up quickly, his face scarlet. "I was just...well..."

"Talking to yourself?"

"Well...yeah, kind of...but what about you, Usagi-san? I thought you were going to bed?"

Usagi walked slowly towards him. "I was thirsty. Misaki...are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, I'm fine! Totally fine! Never better!" Misaki laughed loudly. "Why do you ask?"

"You were talking to yourself and smacking yourself in the head. Why wouldn't I ask?"

"Oh, well, I'm fine. Nothing to worry about, Usagi-san," Misaki said, his voice fake cheery. He walked quickly forward and around Usagi, then went up the stairs two at a time. "Good night!" He hurried to his bedroom and shut the door behind him.

Gah! Why did I react like that?

"I'm just a little...frazzled. Yeah, frazzled. Frazzled is a good word for it..."

Really? Frazzled?

"Shut up!"

It's more like twitterpated...

"I am not twitterpated! And no one uses that word anyway!"

Except, apparently, me.

"I have got to stop talking to myself..." Misaki sighed and flopped onto his bed. He stared at the ceiling, trying to ignore the voice in his head. When that didn't work, he reached over to his bedside table and picked up the mp3 player that was there. Turning the volume up to max, he put the earbuds in his ears and drowned out the irritating voice with the unfamiliar music. He eventually fell asleep this way.

Durhurhur! (lolidk) SHORT CHAPTER! Cuz I'm stuck...SERIOUSLY STUCK! Which is why it's taken so long to update in the first place...so here you go! Misaki is talking to the voices in his head...I'm pretty sure there's help for that...LOL Thanks for reading and please review!