Story is finally picking up, as you'll soon see. This chapter is mostly Usami and Misaki. And we get to meet the girl Takahiro is dating.

Dedicated to: My innocentChibi-tan, Abby, whom Abichibi-chan is modeled after. We love you, now hand over the yaoi smut before someone gets hurt.

Intro:

"I'll have to tell Usami-san eventually. You're my best friends," Takahiro pouted.

Hiroki shock his head. Did this guy really believe they were friends? He was never rude to Takahiro, for Akihiko's sake. But he wasn't honestly nice to the guy either.

"And I was doing to treat all of us to tea."

"Please, Takahiro, I don't want to argue about this." Hiroki himself was confused about why he was doing this. Shouldn't he want Usami to forget Takahiro? But he wouldn't just forget him. He'd be upset. And Akihiko had never been one to handle stress well.

"I…" Takahiro couldn't finish what he'd been about to say. He'd made eye-contact with Hiroki. He'd never been able to understand Hiroki very well. The boy barely spoke around him. But just then, he'd seen some emotion. It, like Hiroki himself, was just too complicated for Takahiro. But it still affected him deeply. He couldn't continue. Couldn't do anything but look at the boy in front of him, slightly dazed.

"I don't want you to hurt Akihiko," Hiroki finally said, slamming his locker. Just then Akihiro himself showed up,

"Instead of going home, we could go over to my place for awhile." He offered, watching Takahiro.

"Nah, I have to help Misaki with his homework," Takahiro said, "He's repeating Algebra,"

"Oh," Usami said, "Well, we could all help him then!"

"Nah, it's okay," Takahiro started, "I think I can handle it,"

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"The answer's twelve," Takahiro said, already sick of tutoring his younger brother.

"No, it isn't," Misaki said, "It's a hundred and eight,"

The question was: 9(10 + x) = 198.

"How do you make that a hundred and eight?" Takahiro snapped.

"You multiply the nine and the ten and get 90. Then you subtract 90 from one-ninety-eight."

Takahiro slapped his forehead in depression, "That's it. I'm getting you a real tutor."

Misaki glared at his brother, as Takahiro began looking through his contacts.

Kimijou Hiroki was a good bet. Takahiro remembered he was on the honor role a lot last year. But the way Hiroki had looked at him earlier still bothered him. Usami Akihiko? That was also a pretty good bet. Akihiko had seemed fine with it earlier. And if he couldn't tutor Misaki, maybe his brother Haruhiko, Student Council would. He'd probably want something in return though. Takahiro knew he was nothing like his brother.

"Takahiro," Akihiko answered happily after the first ring, "What's up?"

"Hey, are you any good at math?"

"I passed didn't I?"

"Do you think you could tutor my brother for me? He's kind of…"

"Stupid?" Akihiko guessed, "Isn't that what I've always said?"

"Usami! Don't say that! I have you on speaker phone!"

"Opps," he said, "Anyway, send the little brat over in an hour and I'll see what I can do."

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So an hour later Misaki showed up at the over sized house carrying an armful of books. He knocked, unsure what else to do. He couldn't believe anyone from his school lived here! He couldn't believe anyone could even afford it period. There was no way.

The butler answered the door a minute later, bowing and welcoming him inside. "Akihiko's room is on the second floor, to the left." He said, "I'll tell him you've arrived. Go ahead up, he's with his parents right now."

Misaki made his way up the stairs, looking around amazed at everything. There was just no way someone he knew lived here! He had to be dreaming. Yes, he'd fallen asleep while Takahiro explained converting decimals. He'd wake up in a few seconds.

Misaki went to the first door on the left and opened it, only to come face to face with Haruhiko. The boy seemed surprised to see him, but quickly put on his calm and collected face. And slipped an arm behind his back, hiding what he was holding.

"One of my brother's friends?" he asked suddenly, looking Misaki over, "You don't look like a complete fool,"

"Um, no. He's friends with my brother," Misaki said, stepping back a little. Something about Haruhiko seemed off.

"Why are you here?" he asked, suddenly opening the door from Misaki.

"Us- I mean Akihiko is supposed to be tutoring me."

"Ah huh," he made a small show of pulling the notebook out from behind his back. "Really no point in taking this. I think it's just a fanfic." Then he grinned at Misaki before leaving with a curt, "See you,"

Misaki watched him go, thinking, 'What a strange guy.' But he couldn't help looking at the notebook Haruhiko had made sure he'd seen. He couldn't help it, he had to look.

*"Taki-sama," Klaus breathed, "Show me everything,"

Taki blushed and covered his face.

"No, let me see," Klaus pulled Taki's hands away. Didn't Taki realize how much he loved the boy? Hadn't he shown by now… *

Misaki stopped, wondering what exactly he was reading. Klaus and Taki were both guys. He shook his head, not wanting to think badly of Akihiko. So what if they were both men. Akihiko was just open to it; it didn't mean he himself was gay. No, he was probably just a little curious.

He flipped the pages, happy to see the end of the Maiden Rose Fanfiction. The next one was titled: Okane na gai. No money?

*"That's crazy," Ayase said, "My cousin wouldn't."

"Your cousin did," Kanou replied, "And now I own you. Do you understand what that means?"

"No," Ayase whispered, scared.

"It means I can do whatever I want with you. Of course, you could always buy your freedom."

"Really, you'd let me?"

"Of course," Kanou looked over the beautiful blonde boy, "Don't you want to know the catch?"

"Yes," Ayase said happily, thinking he had a chance.

"You'll have to sleep with me," *

Misaki slammed the notebook shut as the door opened. A very pissed off looking Akihiko entered his bedroom. He stared at Misaki for a moment, his notebook barely stirring his attention. Then he sat at his desk, and motioned for Misaki to join him.

"You're still in algebra?" he asked.

"Yeah," Misaki said setting his books on the desk, and nervously sitting down.

"So what problem are you on?"

"That one," Misaki said, pointing at the third problem on the page. He didn't mention what he'd seen to Akihiko. He decided to forget about it, hoping he would become more comfortable around Usami if he did. But part of him couldn't forget what he'd read, and wonder about Akihiko's relationship with Takahiro.

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"Abichibi-chan," Takahiro greeted his girlfriend.

"Taki!" she cheered, happily bouncing into his arms.

"Taki?" he asked, "Is there someone you want to tell me about?"

"No, silly, I just thought it sounded cuter than Taka." She said, "No need to be getting jealous."

He leaned in to kiss his new girlfriend sweetly before opening the car door for her. He'd liked Abbi for a long time, and considered himself lucky to have gotten her.

"I thought you were inviting some friends," she said, as he got into the driver's seat.

"I'm sorry, sweetie, but you'll have to wait until next time. Besides, I'd rather have you all to myself,"

Abichibi-chan giggled and kissed him on the cheek. Takahiro is soo silly, she thought, but also soo cute.

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"Why can't I stay over?" Shinobu asked, frowning at the ceiling.

"Because, your father would think it was strange. Don't you think?"

"If I went missing for a week, he still wouldn't notice." Shinobu cuddled closer to Miyagi. Please, I don't wanna leave! Of course he couldn't say this. Miyagi would only call him a brat.

"Yes he would," Miyagi replied, "And I don't want to be the idiot trying to convince him that this kind of relationship is appropriate."

Shinobu kissed him, deciding that sex was his best weapon against Miyagi. Or at least the only one that wouldn't end in him being called a brat. "I think you could convince him," Shinobu said, moving to kiss his neck.

"What? That this all just a twisted lesson in Sex Ed?"

Shinobu kissed down Miyagi's chest, "Whatever works,"

"Brat," Miyagi muttered, "Still clueless,"

Shinobu winced at the word 'brat.' He'd hoped to avoid that. He didn't reply, only teased Miyagi's flesh, and thought about calling him an 'old man.' But soon thought up an even better revenge.

"I love Shinobu," Miyagi said after a moment. He didn't say often, not like Shinobu did. But it meant a lot when he did. "I don't want to lose you."

Shinobu answered by licking one of Miyagi's more sensitive places. The flesh instantly hardened around it. He gave it a couple more licks before tearing himself away from his lover.

He began scooping up the clothes that were left lying on the floor.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting dressed. You obviously don't need me," Shinobu shrugged, "And we don't want my father worrying, do we?"

Miyagi just stared as Shinobu went into the bathroom to "change." Leaving him with that need to take care of.

Shinobu smiled and waited the few seconds before the bathroom door was thrown open and his lover dragged him back to the bed.

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Thanks for reading! And please review. 5 Good Reasons to do so: 1. it makes the writer happy-dance. A happy writer writes longer chapters. It's been proven. (Don't worry, it's not a threat) 2. I love hearing from people who are putting up with my story line. 3. You can tell what you want to see. I've actually gotten a lot of wanting to see the couples falling in love. And I'm as anxious for that as everyone else, but love comes slowly.4. If you have something you want me to improve please tell me. And I'm sorry for switching Takahiro's girlfriend. This is a sort of revenge of a non-yaoi-loving friend of mine. Plus I'm taking a little liberty as the storyline is actually going to be quite close to Junjou Romantica once we really start putting people together. 5. If I get enough good reviews I will kill off Sumi. Just kidding!!!