Hey guys. Wow, long time no update, huh? This chapter has a more graphic sex scene, and I mark where it begins. This chapter may also clear some things up for you guys. Or it may make things more confusing. I'm not sure. Enjoy!

"It wasn't me!" "Who was it, then? Who am I supposed to believe? I don't know who DID THIS TO HIM!"

Akihiko woke up to an empty bed, and an empty house. It was Tuesday, and Tuesday through Thursday meant that Misaki often wouldn't come home until after 7, and sometimes not until 9. With classes from 8 a.m. until 1:00 or 2:00 in the afternoon, and then work for hours straight, they would sometimes miss each other for two days straight. Akihiko didn't mind, though. Weekends were he and Misaki's time, and Misaki was a busy college student. He understood.

Today was different. He'd woken up to eggs and toast for breakfast, and the gesture warmed his heart. That was an olive branch, right? A token from Misaki to him, and he hoped that it meant what he thought it meant. He ate, and almost wept again out of the thought of Misaki making him food, and then leaving forever. That wouldn't happen, he scolded himself, but after the previous night, who knew?

After writing a journal entry and watching some mind-numbing television for a few hours, Akihiko considered his actions from the night before. He wasn't in the wrong, right? He sat up on the couch, and pulled Suzuki into his lap, petting the stuffed bear absentmindedly. Misaki hadn't told him when he would come home, and he was giving the kid a place to live. He had the right to know who he was hanging out with, right?

The author flopped backwards onto the couch and squeezed his eyes shut. I fucked up, he thought. Misaki can really go out with whoever he wants, he's an adult. I'm just his partner. He ran a hand down his face and realized his mistake. I can't treat him like a child and then love him like an equal. He's not a kid. He's my boyfriend, and I don't want to be controlling.

"Misaki's right," He whispered to nobody. "I was treating him like he was a book character that I brought to life. Fuck."

Still in his revelations, Akihiko was surprised to hear the front door open. He stood quickly, still clutching onto Suzuki-san, and looked toward the intruder. Misaki stood in the entryway, toeing off his shoes and murmuring a soft, "I'm home." He looked up at the Akihiko, and the man realized how he must look, a grown man wearing sweatpants, unshaven, and holding a giant teddy bear. He quickly deposited Suzuki onto the sofa behind him, and gulped. This was a situation that the great Usami Akihiko had never been in before, and he wasn't sure how to proceed.

"Misa-"

"I'm sorry for last night." Misaki interrupted. He looked down, swallowing as he toyed with his fingers. "I didn't meant to yell. And I know you were just getting that way because I didn't come home, or listen to you. I-I'm okay with it being like this." Misaki wiped at his nose, and Akihiko felt as though his heart was breaking. "I've got it good right now, better than I've had it for a long time." He looked up the older man with huge, watery green eyes. They looked like ocean pools. "I mean, you're great. You're kind, and you're smart, and you don't hurt me and-"

Akihiko threw his bear onto the floor and grabbed Misaki into his arms. Smaller arms encircled his waist, and he pulled Misaki off the floor and over to the couch, seating him sideways on his lap. He kissed away the man's tears and held Misaki's hands in his own, rubbing circles over his palms with his thumbs.

"I don't want to hurt you, Misaki." He said fervently, kissing his arm. Misaki seemed to cry even harder at this and shook his head. Akihiko continued, pleading with his boyfriend, asking him to listen. "I don't want someone that I can mold, or that I can control. I don't want a- a Ruby Sparks, I want Misaki! I want your imperfections and your anger and your pain and I want to have you!" He exclaimed, moving his hands to hold Misaki's face between his palms. Misaki took a few deep, shuddering breaths, and met his gaze.

"I'm never going to say, 'You're fucked up' because of your past. You couldn't help it." Misaki let out a soft little laugh, almost breathless.

"I'm beautiful, remember?" He offered in a small voice, his smile innocent and wide. Akihiko felt his chest swell, and he kissed his boyfriend on the mouth, both cheeks, and then his mouth again.

"You are. And I love you. Don't ever apologize for my own shortcomings." Misaki giggled, and wrapped his arms around him. Akihiko allowed himself a small sigh of relief, rubbed the man's back. Misaki pulled away and rubbed a thumb on his stubble, smiling to himself.

"I'm glad I got Katya to cover for me. This was worth it." He whispered. They kissed, and then fell over to lay on the couch together. Akihiko felt like he was luckier than any other man, and he needed to continue to count his blessings. Misaki was worth it.

"We should go and see the cherry blossoms on Friday." Misaki suggested. He was sitting on the bathroom counter, watching Akihiko get dressed for a Writers' Guild function that night. After their discussion that afternoon, Akihiko felt much more confident in their relationship and Misaki held his hand for the rest of the day. He was getting clingier, but Akihiko didn't mind. His boyfriend was here, and he was okay. He turned toward the chocolate haired beauty, who was looking between two different ties and frowning at both. Misaki turned toward him and smiled brilliantly.

"I'd love to see the cherry blossoms with you, Misaki." He replied genially, and took the red tie from the boy. Misaki set the blue one beside him thoughtfully.

"Good. We'll go after my classes on Friday. And are you sure you don't want the blue one? I think you'd like it better." Misaki seemed concerned, staring at the red tie with a strange intensity. Akihiko chuckled and kissed him on the forehead, taking his hand and leaving the bathroom.

"I'll be back by 11:00, hopefully sooner. I love you." He said, kissing Misaki on the lips and taking his coat from the student's arms. Misaki giggled and kissed him back harder.

"I wish I could go with you, but you know I have a test tomorrow..." Misaki sighed, his words trailing off. He smiled sadly at his boyfriend and hugged him one more time. "I love you too." He replied.

Dinner and social hour. That's all these meetings really ever needed to be. Akihiko sat at an overly decorated table, jiggling his leg faster and faster. His colleagues sat around him, pleased that he was at least trying to smile this time, and Aikawa glared from another table. "SMILE!" she mouthed to him. Akihiko rolled his eyes and pulled his lips back to show his teeth. Aikawa grimaced in response and turned back around.

After some boring speeches and thick cut steaks, Akihiko stared into the void, wondering what Misaki was doing at home, when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, wondering if Misaki was alright. It was a text from the said man, and Akihiko opened it right away.

From: Misa-kun

I need you.

Akihiko swallowed and looked around panickedly. Shit, he needed to get home. He quickly typed out a response, and then drummed his fingers on the table impatiently. He ignored the small talk of the other authors around the table and tried in vain to get Aikawa to turn her head.

From: Akihiko

Are you okay? I'll come home as soon as I can, just hold on. What's wrong?

The phone buzzed again, and Akihiko grabbed onto it with a grip of steel.

From: Misa-kun

I need your cock, Usagi. I need to be fucked.

The color drained from his face and rushed down to his crotch as he read Misaki's reply, and he swallowed hard. He typed out a reply and held his phone in his hand, resting on his thigh.

From: Akihiko

Oh wow, I didn't know you would miss me so much tonight, love.

From: Misa-kun

I want you. I want your kisses, and I want you to fuck me into the mattress.

Akihiko almost groaned and bit his tongue. Another buzz.

From: Misa-kun

I want your head between my legs, driving me crazy like you do. I want you to make me slick enough for you, and then tease me with your fingers. I love it when you tease my hole like that. And I want you to fuck my ass like you haven't seen me in years. I love it when you do that, Usagi-san. Mmm, I'm getting so hard just thinking about it.

Akihiko thought he might cry from his hard-on, and willed it away. He stared at Aikawa for a good 30 seconds and it seemed to do the trick. With the boner much less noticeable, Akihiko rushed to the bathroom and yanked down his pants. He sat on the toilet and rubbed his hand over his cock, thinking about Misaki and his lips, his body, his ass, oh that ass... His phone buzzed again and Akihiko unlocked it with his free hand, his mind still hazy from the sudden masturbation.

From: Misa-kun

I'm oiling myself, Usagi. But if you don't come fuck me soon, I'm going to have to finish myself off.

"Fucking tease!" Akihiko yanked his pants up, zipping them over his boner and groaning at the feeling. He rushed to the coatroom and shoved his number into the girl's hand. He looked down at his phone again and opened Misaki's picture message. It contained an innocent picture of Misaki's bare legs on his bed, but Akihiko knew the message behind the picture. It meant that Misaki was ready and waiting. Another buzz. After opening, he had to stifle his moan at the sight of Misaki's hand between his legs, not showing anything, but teasing him.

He raced out to his car and sped away from the convention center, never more anxious to get home. After a terrible parking job and practically jumping in the elevator, Akihiko threw open his front door and slammed it shut behind him.

...

"MISAKI!" He roared, tearing off his suit jacket and his tie. He was tripping out of his pants as he ascended the stairs, and he threw his shirt behind him as he ripped the door open. Misaki sat on his bed, on his comforter no less, like something out of a wet dream. His first two fingers were rubbing circles in the middle of his tongue, and he was straddling the bed, his cock hard and leaking against the hand was caressing his balls and squeezing his head. He was erotic and beautiful, and Akihiko couldn't help himself anymore.

Misaki moaned as Akihiko tackled him, throwing him back into the pillows. "Usagi-san," he gasped, as the older man shoved his hand roughly to his bottom, feeling for his hole. It was wet and dripping, as he had hoped. Misaki raised his legs up and continued to suck on his fingers, then slid them into his little puckered hole. His hair lay loose all over the pillow and he gazed up at the older man with half-lidded eyes. "Please..." Misaki moaned.

Akihiko wasted no time ridding himself of his boxers and his undershirt, until he was as naked as the beauty before him. Misaki turned over, and waited on all fours with his ass in the air. He looked back at Akihiko expectantly. The said man leaned forward and let his tongue slip out from between his lips, tasting Misaki's hole. His boyfriend whimpered and shuddered, gripping the pillow to his chest tightly. He thrusted back toward Akihiko's tongue, and the older man complied. Akihiko nipped and sucked at Misaki, giving as much pleasure as he could, and then inserted one finger in next to his tongue, still thrusting hard. Misaki howled and yanked himself away.

Akihiko sat up, nervous that he'd hurt his boyfriend, but Misaki panted out, "I'm ready." It was all he needed. He pulled himself up onto his knees and lined up with Misaki's hole. With one long thrust in, he bottomed out and began to move, slowly. Misaki reached back and grabbed his ass, shoving his cock in hard. "Faster!" He commanded, and Akihiko provided speed, going as fast as he could and fucking him with no restraint. Misaki moaned and gripped the headboard for support, meeting his thrusts with perfect timing. "So good, so good, oh Usagi, right there, that's- Usagi, I'm-" It was all the warning that the author got before Misaki spilled himself all over the sheets. His hole tightened and Akihiko was able to get in about 4 more thrusts before he too came. He pulled out as quick as he could, spurting all over Misaki's ass and the blankets. Misaki groaned at the feeling and fell to the side.

...

For a moment, they both were silent, panting in the aftermath. Akihiko silently rose to his feet and raised his arms over his head, stretching his back. He gently pulled the blanket out from underneath Misaki and wrapped him in sheets, tossing the blanket into the laundry hamper. Misaki lay in the sheets, watching him with languid curiosity, stretching his arms and legs as he stared. Akihiko, still naked, raised Misaki's head from the main pillow, the one that was covered in cum, and replaced it with a clean one from the closet. Misaki smiled up at him, reaching his arms out. He leaned over, and they embraced for a moment until Misaki mentioned that he was cold. After grabbing a large knitted blanket from the closet and covering the both of them, Akihiko pulled his boyfriend into his arms and kissed him to sleep.

The next morning was exactly like Tuesday, except that Misaki had put extra effort into his breakfast. Akihiko ate happily, and although Misaki had to work that night, he felt as though their relationship was finally open. He felt as though he knew his boyfriend better now, and it was comforting to know.

On Friday, Akihiko picked up Misaki from school and they had a small lunch of sushi and dessert that Misaki had made. They then travelled down to the lake to sit on the hill and watch the cherry blossoms float by, and Misaki collected a small handful for his scrapbooks.

"Did you do this as a kid?" Misaki asked, lifting his head from where it lay on Akihiko's shoulder. "Usagi-san? With your- your brother?" Akihiko ran his hand through Misaki's hair, and the man's eyes fluttered closed. That really was Misaki's weakness, having his hair played with.

"Yes." He replied softly, watching his angel. Misaki sagged against him, his eyes closed, but his face turned toward Akihiko. "I came to watch the blossoms more often with Hiroki, however. We would watch them in high school with-" He paused, and stopped his ministrations. "With another friend." Misaki looked up at him through long dark lashes.

"What other friend?" He asked nonchalantly, but he was twisting his fingers and it was obvious that he was curious about this 'friend'.

Akihiko pulled him close again. "He's no one now. I have you, and I love you more than I ever loved him." He said softly. Misaki giggled against his chest and twisted his face in his shirt.

"I know... But who was he? What was his name? And do you still know him, or did you guys break it off a long time ago?" Akihiko sighed, and looked into Misaki's eyes.

"His name was Takahiro Tadashi. Okay? Geez, are you happy now?" He laughed and leaned forward to kiss Misaki, but the man twisted away from his violently and stared at him. "What?" He asked, slightly annoyed, but he stopped when he saw Misaki's face. He was still, and turning paler by the minute. "Misaki, are you okay?" Akihiko said again, and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Misaki looked down at the hand, and then at Akihiko. He suddenly looked very green and stood quickly. Akihiko braced him as he swayed side to side the slightest bit. "Oh god..." He said softly, and gripped his stomach. "I think I'm going to faint." He whispered, and rushed to the nearest trashcan. Akihiko stopped, unsure of how to react, as Misaki emptied the contents of his stomach into the trash.

He rubbed the man's back, but Misaki continued to sob over the trashcan, inconsolable. He finally left him to pull the car around, and buckled Misaki in. After tucking him into the bed in the guestroom with a glass of water, he called the cafe and informed them that Misaki was so sick that he'd be unavailable for the next week. The kid was their star employee, they could deal without him, they said. As Akihiko set the phone back on to the receiver, he softly came to listen to Misaki through the cracked door. The other man was crying, and through his sobs Akihiko could hear something that sounded like, "Hiro-chan...Hiro."

After that, he pulled the door shut and went downstairs for a smoke.

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