A/N: This is my favorite chapter so far! Hope you enjoy! Amanda and Erica belong to me but unfortunately nothing else, I think if i ever tried to label Misaki as mine (i wish, he's so cute!) then Usagi would hunt me down and kill me in a very gruesome way...

Chapter 4

Attack of the Fangirls

"Oi! What daya two think yer doing on myboat?" A gruff English voice cut through the two men's minds. Misaki looked around see all the passengers staring back at them.

'Ohmygawd!'he thought.

"If ya'll want to do your homosexual business then go do it somewhere else!" It was the man with the big stick.

"Excuse me, sir, but I do believe this is state property," Usami rattled off in perfect English.

"You pay ME to push yer around in de water, so I suggest you get yer little faggot asses offa my boat!"

"Hey! Isn't that Akihiko and Misaki?" a teenage voice cried.

"Oh my gosh, Amanda! You're right! Did you bring your camera?"

"I did!" Two blond girls, looking to be around sixteen, pushed their way through to the back.

"Misaki, could we get you to sit on Akihiko's lap for us?" one of them said in unbroken Japanese, although she spoke with a slight southern American drawl.

"W-what?" Misaki freaked.

"Please! Just a few pictures!" The other one piped up.

"Now ladies, why don't yer go sit back down there and I'll take care-" The man who claimed to own the boat tried to butt his little nose in.

"Go play with your big stick, you homophobic freak!"

"I-I'm sorry girls," Misaki stuttered. "But I really can't- WAAAH!" Misaki was cut off as Usami lifted him up and placed him on his lap. "Ack! Usagi-san!" he screeched.

"Aw! Isn't that cute, Erica? He's got a little pet name for his boyfriend!"

"It is, Amanda, it truly is!" Their camera flashed pictures.

"Now, Usami-san, could you give him a kiss?" Misaki's eyes widened.

"Usagi-san, I swear if you—mmph!" His mouth was silenced by Usami's own.

"EEEEK!" the girls screamed. "How about a little tongue?" Erica asked. In a matter of seconds, a small, wet muscle began to massage Misaki's bottom lip.

'Oh no!'he thought. 'There is no way he is getting inside THIS mouth!'He opened his lips slightly to allow a small portion of his lover's tongue inside.

"Aaamph!" came a strangled cry from Usami. Misaki nearly began to roll on the floor laughing as he'd never imagined his bunny making a noise like that.

'Hehe, how do you like that, Usagi-san?'He was so happy with himself for biting Usami's tongue, that he didn't even notice two things. One being the rabid fangirls that had been set loose on the boat.

"Oooh! The uke bites back!"

And the other being Usami's creeping hand. A sudden squeeze around his nether regions made him yelp, and Usami gained access to his mouth.

"Oh my god, Amanda! It's beautiful!"

"Alright, all four of ya, off the boat, NOW!"

~FF~

"Misaki"

"…"

"Miisaakii."

"…"

"Miiiiiiisaaaaakiiiiiiiiii."

"…" Misaki was currently folding a pair of socks to pack in his suitcase. It had been a short trip and they needed to be ready to go by the next morning.

"Come on, Misaki, you know you liked it." He blushed. He knew it was childish, but, no. He would nonot speak to Usami. Not once. No matter how hard he tried to get a few words out of him, he would keep quiet. "I was just doing things I normally do to you. How was this any different?" Misaki flushed against his will.

"…"

"At least look at me when I'm talking to you." Instead of doing what Akihiko suggested, he reached across the bed to grab the coat he'd been wearing just a few hours ago on the boat, his cell phone tumbling out of the pocket and onto the dark blue hotel comforter. The screen was flashing, alerting him that he had five missed calls and messages. Sighing, he began to look through them, holding the device up to his ear.

'Hey, Misaki!' It was his brother. 'Manami and I wanted to know if you and Usagi would like to come for Christmas. Call back and let us know, okay? Don't hurt yourself!'The phone beeped.

'Hey, Misaki-kun.'His senpai. 'So what's with all these pictures floating around? You're in America? I see you've finally admitted you're in a relationship with that author of yours, eh?'A chuckle. 'Good luck!' Misaki felt a tight sensation in his stomach.

'Misaki, this is your brother! I demand you come home RIGHT NOW! If you don't call me within the next hour, I'm going to assume Akihiko is holding you against your will! Oh, and he is NOT coming for Christmas!'Misaki felt a lump growing in his throat at his brother's outburst.

'Misaki? I'm sorry about that. This is Manami. I just want to let you know that I think it's wonderful that you've found someone to share your heart with. I'm sure Takahiro will calm down and you guys can most certainly still come for Christmas.'Misaki felt his eyes welling up with tears as the next and last message began.

'Misaki, I wanna say I'm sorry for blowing up like that, butpleasecall me! I can't stand it!'There was a noise in the background. 'What was that, honey? You what? More of them! Misaki! There are pictures of youin his lapdoing….thingsto each other, on some gossip site! While I've been worried sick, you've been out 'playing' with Akihiko? How could you?'Misaki inwardly cursed Amanda and Erica.

"Misaki?" Usami called to him. He'd witnessed every passing emotion on the boy's face. "What's wrong?"

"H—he," Misaki choked out. He hadn't even noticed that tears had begun to fall. "He's really angry." He'd forgotten all about his sworn silence.

"Takahiro?" Misaki just nodded.

"He wanted us to c-come for Christmas, b-but now…" Usami stepped forward, wrapping his arms around the boy.

"Shhh. It's okay. We'll deal with it when we get home."

"But we're going home tomorrow!"

"So we'll deal with it tomorrow. Come on, let's go to bed."