Locked Away
Let Down Your Hair

"When are you leaving again?" Misaki asked curled up under the blankets.

"In a bit, I'll be gone for a few hours at most. And then, when I return, I'll ravish you into next morn."

"Where are you going?"

"I have an errand in town I must attend to."

"Ah, I see." Misaki said, his voice muffled.

"Has the news I delivered to you broken you down so much?"

Usagi was met with silence and he didn't try to pry any further. He slipped on his heavy boots and walked to the door.

"I'll be bored, so come back soon to entertain me."

A smile played at Usagi's lips and he chuckled. "I'll bring you back something sweet."

Misaki nodded and listened to the door open and close. He looked to the clock on the bedside table and sighed. Sumi would be bringing him food in a few minutes. It would be sad to tell him he didn't feel like playing today.

As if on cue a knock came to the door and Misaki sighed as he threw away the blankets. He grabbed one of Usagi-san's discarded shirts and slipped it on. He unlocked the door but the face he saw wasn't the one he was expecting.

He moved aside for the guard who held the tray of food and crossed his arms. He waited until the tray was put down before making his move. He attacked the guard and held his arms.

"Who are you?" He asked with spite. "You aren't Sumi, so where is he? Did you kill him?"

The shocked look disappeared from the guard's face and was replaced with a smirk. "What would you do if I had?"

"I wouldn't care of course." Misaki responded. "I wouldn't mind killing you in return, he was my favorite after all."

He let go of the guard and turned away. "Get out of my sight. I was going to play with you but you've annoyed me. Don't come back here."

He was suddenly grabbed by the back of his shirt and twisted and pushed onto the bed while the guard climbed over him. "We can still play of course. I don't mind."

The disgusting look that passed over his face as he licked his lips was enough to make Misaki want to vomit. Apparently his calm face was not appealing to the guard and he was slapped. "You're disgusting, you worthless whore. Giving yourself to anyone that walks in this room."

Misaki sighed and rolled his eyes. "I can tell you're new, you obviously don't know how to play the game. In this game, only I get to touch and if you put your hands on me, well I always did like the consequences of that."

"Shut up and suck my cock." The guard said gripping Misaki's hair tightly, his manhood hanging from his open pants.

"Honestly, how long are you going to stand there Sumi? Get this disgusting oaf off of me. He's going to crush me."

"Deeply sorry Princess-chan. I figured the more I witnessed, the more I could report to Usami-sama." Sumi replied, walking into the room.

"Sounds fair," Misaki nodded as Sumi pulled the guard from his ward. "I wonder if Usagi-san will let me castrate him. I haven't had any fun in awhile."

Misaki took a look at the guard's pale face and laughed slightly. "I take no one's told you this was a test? You face tells me otherwise. I do have to commend you on being so bold though. You've gone farther than anyone else ever so congratulations. Unfortunately, I highly doubt Usagi-san's going to let you live after this stunt so feel proud now about your accomplishments."

"Princess-chan, what do you want me to do right now?"

"Get him out of my sight. Escort him like that as well so everyone will know what happened. Oh and send someone to change the sheets and run a bath. I'm feeling so run down."

"You got it. I'll get you another tray of food as well."

Misaki nodded as he closed the door and went to lay on the chaise on the other side of the room. He refused to lay on the disgusting bed he had been molested on. It was his own fault though, being so bold but then again it gave him so much entertainment.

A knock came on the door and he called for it to be opened. A girl entered the room and smiled at him. "I've come to change the sheets," she said, "and run bath water for you. Would you prefer Jasmine or Vanilla?"

"Vanilla, please."

She nodded and he sat in silence and watched her work. He hated being so bored and he wanted company but a simple servant girl just wouldn't do.

"Hey."

She stopped what she was doing and looked at him. "Yes?"

"Where is Usami-sama?" He asked, choosing the name carefully.

"I'm sorry, I'm only a servant, I don't know such information."

"It's alright, I understand."

"I've finished changing the bedding and your bath water is running now. Just a few more minutes now."

"Thank you," Misaki replied softly. As much as he didn't care for her presence, he missed her company when she was gone. It was frustrating.

He went into the bathroom and stripped his clothes and let his body sink into the water. All his tense muscles relaxed and he turned into a puddle of goo. "I guess Vanilla was the best idea."

He would be left alone to his thoughts for awhile at least until Sumi or Usagi came back. The he would finally be entertained again. He stared at the water beneath him and sighed. Oh how many times he had contemplated on suicide and even attempted it once.

Usagi had guilt tripped him so hard he cried for days and had to be kept under watch until he was trusted to be on his own again.

He sighed and learned back, it would only be a matter of time before he went insane. The nauseating anxiety had him out of the tub in only twenty minutes. He thought it was a waste but refused to get back in.

He dried off but decided to stay naked as he buried himself underneath the sheets, he wouldn't mind taking a nap now but the thought just didn't appeal to him.

All was just quiet and for Misaki, it was the loudest silence.

Usami Akihiko sighed as he entered his room. The air was quiet and he took it that his Misaki was sleeping peacefully. He placed the cake he was carrying on his desk and sat down on the edge of the bed. He laid his hand on the lump of sheets but was startled when a voice filtered through the quietness.

"I'm going to leave you." Misaki's voice was quiet but Usagi heard every word perfectly clear.

Any other time, he would have thought that Misaki was having another one of his moments but this time it was different. Very different.

"Is that so?" Usagi asked. "How?"

"I can't take this anymore. I'm dying in here, I don't want to die in here." Usagi knew what he meant. Although he was taken care of physically, he knew Misaki would eventually go insane.

"Please," Misaki warbled, "please let me go, let me die, I just don't want to be stuck in this room anymore."

It broke Usagi's heart to see his lover like this. But unfortunately, he also knew it was only a matter of time.

"Tomorrow, there is a festival of the spring that celebrates the blooming of cherry blossoms. I'll find you something very nice to put on and you can accompany me to the town. Is that good enough for you?"

The blankets were thrown off and Misaki's tear stained face became visible. "Really?"

It saddened Usagi to see such a wonderful smile on his face but it was joyous as well. He hadn't seen a smile like that in a long time and he finally realized the thing he had been protecting his Misaki from would be the thing that would make him happiest.

Usagi put on a smile and patted his lover's hair. "Now what shall we decide as your punishment for wanting to leave me?"

Misaki kept the smile on his face. He could handle it because he was finally allowed to go outside. It would be the best even if only for a day.

Well this was interesting.