OK, so heres your next chapter. Enjoy it! I havent done this in a long time, soooooo DISCLAIMER: I do not own Junjou Romantica. I wish owned the characters... Damn.
"Is Nee-chan home?" Misaki asked.
"Yeah, why?" Mananmi questioned.
"Has he spoken to you yet? About all of this I mean?"
"No, not really..."
"Tell him, I'll be coming over shortley." Misaki said.
"Ah! Y-yes, I'm sure he'll be pleased!"
"I'll see you in a bit then."
"Alright, bye." Mananmi said.
Misaki started to walk out of the building, "Alright Nee-chan, no my accidents, its time to settle this... No matter what. If I have to choose between love or family, which do you think I'll choose?" Misaki was now pumped to talk about all of it, he started to run to the train station.
15 minutes later he made it to the train station and headed to his brothers. When he got there he knocked on his brothers home door.
Manami answered, "Misaki." She hugged him and led him to his brother. Takahiro was sitting on a chair reading when he looked up.
"Misaki?" Takahiro got up smiling and hugged his brother. "I'm so glad your here! Or, well... What are you doing here at this time?" Misaki noticed it was already getting dark.
"I need to talk to you about something." Misaki said. Takahiro looked confused for a moment. "I, I got my memories back. Usagi-san doesn't know, he doesn't even know I'm here..."
Takahiro stood there for a second, "I see..." He looked at Manami, and before he could say something, she spoke.
"I already know the situation." She said, Takahiro seemed surprised. "I talked about it with Misaki before he lost his memories. Anyways, I don't think it time to shout or argue, I think its time to litsen and understand... Takahiro, sit down with your brother, and for once listen." Takahiro was about to argue, "When I say listen, I mean really listen and understand! And when your done, if you still need time, then... Then please, please lean on me for help, or support, or even to make decisions. Please talk it through..." Manami had a sad look on her face.
"M-manami...?" Takahiro was confused.
"Nii-chan, you not only put me and Usagi-san through pain and suffering, but you also hurt Manami. Its time you take responsibility and stop running from your problems." Misaki said firmly.
The two sat down, it was quiet for the longest time. Until Takahiro spoke, "Misaki, why-how?-when did you-" He was jumping over words, like he wasn't sure how to start his sentence.
"Nii-chan... I know, its hard to believe. I was in denile for the longest time, but in the end, I love him..." Misaki said with a soft smile.
"But, I still-" Takahiro started.
"You know," Misaki cut him off, "It used to be so hard for me to except him. I hated the thought of me being in love with another man. In time I began to except mine and his feelings, but even now, its hard to say I love him, even though I do..." Misaki began to blush a bit. "Nii-chan, I didn't come here to tell you about how much pain you've caused me or anyone elese. But please consider everyones feelings above your own. Beside Manami is hurting because you dont rely on her."
Takahiro looked up, Manami left to buy stuff at a store and their son was at hi aunts house. "I know. The only reason I don't talk to her is, is because I'm trying to not make her worry."
"Thats whats making her worry you know!?" Misaki told him.
"I understand that, but still..." Takahiro said.
"Stop, just talk your problems over with her. Thats what she wants. Thats what I want, like this... This is nice, to just talk..." Misaki said as he leaned back on the couch.
"Yeah, I love you so much, thats why I'm trying to do what best for you..."
"I never asked you to."
"You don't have too. I'm your older brother, I'll always want to take care of you." Takahiro said smiling.
"You've always been to overprotective..." Misaki told him.
"I just feel like its my resposi-" Takahiro was cut off.
"Stop! Its not your job to protect me any more!" Misaki stood up, "Your always saying You want me to grow up and learn to live on my own, but in reality your just going to do the same thing you always do. Watch over me. How will I grow if your always telling me what path to take!?"
Takahiro stood up too, "After the accident, I realized it was my resposibility to take care of you! What if I lost you!?"
"It could've happend to anyone! Don't blame your self, it wasn't your fault..." Misaki calmed down, then looked at the floor, "Just like..." He trailed off.
"Just like what Misaki?" Takahiro asked.
"J-just l-like.." Misakis voice was shaking, "J-just like, it, it wasn't my fault for mom and dads accident..."
"Misaki..." Takahiro was surprised.
Misaki held one hand to his eye to try and stop some tears, but it failed. He began to cry and Takhiro walked over to him and held his brother. The calmed down a feww minutes later and talked about old times and how much they've grown up since then, they even talked about their parents. Manami started to cook dinner. Suddenly Misakis phone began to ring.
"Its Usagi-san." Misaki looked at the time and hes been gone for over an hour, "Ah, hello? Yeah, yeah I'm very sorry. I'll be home in half an hour at the least. Yeah sorry, I'll explain later. Alright, see you soon. bye." Misaki looked at Manami and Takahiro.
"Your leaving now?" Takahiro asked.
"Yeah." Misaki replied as he put on his coat, "I'll visit again, and when I do, please take your wifes opinion in decisions into considerastion." Misaki smiled.
Manami smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be sure to voice my opinion more." She hugged Misaki and went back to the kitchen.
"So your going back to him..?" Takahiro already knew thw answer to his own question.
"Yeah," The two brothers hugged, and Misaki headed to the door. He opend it and paused, then looked back to his brother, "Oh, and Nii-chan." Takahiro looked at him, "If I had to choose between Love and family, who do you think I'd choose?" Then he left.
Takahiro stood there for awhile, "I'm scared of the answer.."
Alright, I don't think it was that long but what ever!:) Review and stuff. P.S Thanks for the late happy birthdays! I love you guys! I'm so gay for YAOI! LOL.