Takahashi Misaki no Baii

Chapter 2

"Usagi-san~" Misaki chimed from the downstairs where he had just entered from being taken home by Onodera-san. "I'm back! Sorry I'm late!"

I wonder if he already went to sleep? Oh jeez, I just hope he isn't mad at me! Misaki thought, hopping onto the couch and picking up the first volume of The Kan he had been rereading earlier. He replaced it with Aikawa-san's papers and began to read.

"Mi…sa…ki?" a rough, tired voice muttered from the upstairs.

Well, he's not asleep, and he's not ignoring me, so that's a good sign, right? Right? Misaki put the manga down and stared up at Usagi-san, who was draped over the handrail, looking like he had seen Death himself.

"U-U-Usagi-s-san?" MIsaki stuttered, reflexively shooting off the couch and into a defensive stance.

"Need…more…Misaki…" Usagi-san stumbled down the rest of the stairs, and using the momentum from his descent, spiraled into Misaki, ultimately knocking him down to the wooden floor and almost into unconsciousness.

Misaki, fighting away the dancing stars threatening to overtake him, didn't know what Usagi-san was doing until he could feel a warm tongue running down his cold neck, fresh from the chilly outside winter air. He immediately blushed and tried to push the heavier man off of him, but to no avail. "U…Usagi-san…" Misaki panted, a heated shiver already running down his spine.

"Where were you this whole time?" Usagi-san asked in-between licks, letting Misaki's tiny yelps energize him.

"Ma…rukawa…"

Usagi-san nipped Misaki's collarbone, while simultaneously unbuttoning Misaki's shirt. "Was Aikawa keeping you?" he asked against Misaki's chest, dropping his searching lips lower with each word.

Misaki replied with a small yelp, and Usagi-san glanced up at his lover's tomato-red face.

Idiot Usagi-san! I'm too tired right now! And plus, I want to tell you about Onodera-san, my new friend!

But Misaki just couldn't muster up the strength to haul the bigger man off of him. Usagi-san began to suck lightly on Misaki's nipple, swirling his tongue agonizingly slowly around and around in a circle. Misaki could feel the heat in his lower body become even hotter, and his face burned more intensely as he realized this. This, though, gave him the strength to push at Usagi-san's chest and force out, "Usagi-san…I want…to…tell you…about…today…"

Usagi-san froze for a moment, then released Misaki with a pop!

"I'm listening."

Misaki looked away. "N-not here, on the couch, perverted Usagi-san!"

Usagi-san sighed, but got up from Misaki and walked over to the couch to sit down. Slowly, Misaki followed him, but sat on the couch opposite of his lover.

"Well, today I went to collect papers for Aikawa-san," Misaki began, nodding to the small stack of papers that were lying on the table. "And I met this guy that was delivering the papers to her. Well, he paid for a taxi to bring me home because I forgot my wallet and my cell phone at home, and I don't have a car, since I won't let you buy me one," Misaki pointed out yet again. He wouldn't let Usagi-san keep spoiling him.

But spoiling his younger lover was the last thing on Usagi-san's mind at that moment. "What guy? Why would he just help out a random stranger like you out of nowhere? Did he come onto you?" Usagi-san asked, his tone forceful.

"N-no, he didn't!" Misaki shouted, his voice cracking a tiny bit. "His name is Onodera…Onodera…" Misaki smacked his head a few times, trying to remember the man's first name. "Well, his surname was Onodera, and he works at Marukawa, too. In the Emerald Shoujo Manga department."

Usagi-san stared blankly at Misaki. "Shoujo manga? Are you kidding me? You're going to tell me that you let some weird guy from the shoujo manga department take you home?"

"Yeah, and we're going to hang out on Saturday! He said that we could eat lunch out, and we would buy manga and he would go buy books for himself. It's going to be so much fun! He's really nice, too," Misaki stopped only to take a deep breath before continuing. "Oh, but I forgot to ask for his email address! Then we could have talked more about what we were going to do." Misaki shrugged, knowing that he wouldn't think of anything when all he would be thinking about tomorrow was his new manga buddy.

"You're not going," Usagi-san said bluntly after he realized that Misaki was done running his mouth. He walked into the kitchen to brew the one thing he could actually make: coffee.

"Wha—why?" Misaki whined, following Usagi-san into the kitchen.

"Because I said so. You're not going out with some random, strange guy you just met who happens to work at Marukawa." Usagi-san's tone said "no questions asked."

But Misaki, being Misaki, couldn't care less. "I'm going with Onodera-san and that's final!" For effect, he stomped up the stairs and into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Usagi-san sighed and muttered, "Well, at least, you're not going alone."
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So...that's chapter two! Hope you enjoyed it. Don't worry, it'll get more interesting. Let me know if you want to see something specific in later chapters but...I don't

think I could force myself to write smut again...already attempted it in a different story and it took just about all I could muster to write barely a thousand words. So

till next week!