Quick update for you guys! Cause I love you all so much!

Actually, as I was writing this I realized it was quite long, so I have to break it up. I promise the lemon will be in the NEXT chapter! I really truly promise this time! It's already in the works!

Chapter 14

The beach wasn't too crowded when we arrived. Both Misaki and I took off our shoes and socks and rolled up the legs of our pants. We walked down the shoreline barefoot, listening to the sounds of the waves and the seagulls overhead. The water was cold when the waves crashed in over my feet. Misaki bent down occasionally to pick up a seashell and told me some of his most precious memories with Takahiro and his mother and father here at this very beach.

Suddenly, he looked over at me and began to laugh. "Usagi-san, I just realized that you look funny wearing a suit at the beach. People are probably staring at us." He looked around us at the over beachgoers.

I smiled. "But are you having a good time?"

"Huh? W-Well, yeah. Of course I am!"

"Then that's all that matters."

He blushed and stared back down at our feet. I wanted so badly to take his hand in mine as we walked along the shore. It was so cliché, but so romantic at the same time. But I didn't want to embarrass him or make him angry, so I just walked beside him.

"We should get going now," I finally said.

He nodded and we walked back to the car. We rinsed off our feet on the pavement using a bottle of water I had in the car and slipped our shoes back on. We were silent as I drove to the movie theater. Once we got there, Misaki looked at me and gasped.

"Usagi-san! I won't have enough to pay for dinner after buying a movie ticket. Let's just go home after this."

I chuckled. He really hated to rely on others. He was so busy being considerate of everyone else that he sometimes forgot about himself. He was just too kind.

"Misaki, this is a date, remember? I told you I would take you out on a real date. I will pay for movie and dinner."

"But…"

"No buts."

He was silent for a moment and I thought he had given up arguing with me. "I'll pay you back as soon as I get the money," he softly said.

I sighed as I pulled into the movie theater parking lot. "You don't get it, do you? Just enjoy our time together tonight. That's repayment enough for me."

I turned to see him blush. "Moron…"

I lowly chuckled at his comment and got out of the car. He followed me into the theater. I was buying us drinks and popcorn at the concession stand when I saw him eyeing a bag of gummy bears, so I bought those too. He yelled at me for spending so much money on him, but I ignored him.

There weren't too many people seeing the same movie we were, but we sat in the back row anyways. Actually, Misaki dragged me up there, saying it was the best seat in the house. He seemed pretty excited about seeing the movie. As soon as we sat down, he handed me the bag of gummy bears.

"Have some, Usagi-san!" he said happily. I never really liked sweets, but I didn't want to disappoint him, so I grabbed a handful and popped them in my mouth. He chuckled at me. "Don't eat them like that! You have to bite their heads off. Watch!" He bit down on a red gummy bear in slow motion, tearing off the head. "Like that!" He laughed.

I laughed too. It was actually pretty erotic, watching him bite the candy like that. I was already starting to get anxious to go back home and do all kinds of things to him. But I knew that he wanted to go on this date and he seemed to be having a good time so far. I tried to hand him back the bag, but he pushed them back into my hands.

"I, uh… I wanted you to have them," he stuttered, a blush appearing on his face.

"Huh?"

"Um, well… I saw them and I thought of you. C-Cause you love bears! So I thought you probably liked gummy bears too. I wanted to buy them for you, but you bought them first. So, it's probably not the same since you bought them, but those are from me."

My heart skipped a beat. It was such a small gesture in the scope of things, but it was so adorable. He really was so solicitous of me. It really made me smile, just knowing that he thought about me like that.

I lifted my hand and ruffled his hair like I usually do. "Thank you, Misaki."

He gasped. "I-It's nothing…"

The lights dimmed and the movie began to play. I ate every single gummy bear just the way he told me to, by biting their heads off. They were too sweet for me, but I was so happy that he wanted to buy them for me and that he gave them to me. Halfway through the movie, I reached over and grabbed his hand, lacing our fingers in between each other.

"H-Hey!" he loudly whispered as he tried to pull his hand away. "What do you think you're doing? Someone will see us!"

I smirked and held his hand tighter. "No one can see us. It's dark and we're in the back row."

He stopped struggling and just let me hold his hand. It was warm and it got sweaty rather quickly. Was he nervous? It was just me. I could feel a faint pulsing sensation in his hand. It was his heartbeat. It was going pretty fast. Mine was beating pretty fast too. Just being around this kid got my heart all fluttery. It wasn't until the end of the movie that I realized how perfectly our hands fit together.

I made sure to drop his hand as soon as the lights began to come back on. People in front of us were getting up so we did too. Misaki stretched, his shirt lifting up to his bellybutton. I could see the top outline of his hips. My heart skipped a beat again.

"That was a good movie, Usagi-san!" he said cheerfully as we walked back to the car. "Thanks for taking me."

I smiled. "You hungry?"

"Yeah!"

"Then let's go."

We got in the car to go to the restaurant I had chosen last night. However, there was one more stop we had to make. I pulled up to a fancy clothing store close to the theater and told Misaki to come in with me. He followed me in, looking rather confused. I went straight to the men's suits and started holding some up to him.

"What size pants do you wear?" I asked him.

"Eh?! Why are you buying me a suit?"

I held up a light blue shirt and black jacket. "Nah, this would probably clash with your eyes," I said, channeling my inner Aikawa-san.

"Oi! Stupid Usagi! You can't buy me a suit! I have nice clothes at home."

I pulled a checkered salmon colored shirt off the rack. It was very similar to the shirt he was already wearing. I held it up to him along with the black jacket. It looked perfect. It made him look cute and grown-up at the same time.

"We don't have time to go home. I'll just buy you a new suit. It won't hurt to have nice outfits anyway."

"Hey! W-Wait! You seriously shouldn't spend that much money on me!"

After battling with him for a few minutes, I finally picked out the perfect suit in the right size. He tried it on and everything fit perfectly. I even found him a nice blue silk tie and a fancy pair of black dress shoes. I told the cashier he'd wear it out and paid for it. She cut the tags off for him and we left.

We got to the restaurant just in time. Misaki was very surprised that I had a reservation lined up. When he saw the inside lobby with the beautiful crystal chandeliers and marble pillars, his jaw dropped to the ground. A server led us to our private room where our table was already set up. A bottle of red wine was chilling on ice. The server poured us each a glass as we sat down. I ordered the filet mignon for both of us and the server left us alone.

Misaki eyed me from across the table. "Isn't this a bit too much, Sensei?" He sneered at the 'sensei' part, as if to mock me.

"Was there somewhere else you'd rather have gone?"

"What I mean is, I don't know how to thank you for buying me such expensive clothes."

"It won't hurt you to have at least one proper set of clothing. Besides, they won't let you in here wearing jeans and sneakers."

The server came in with two plates of appetizers and sat them in front of us. I could tell that Misaki was very nervous. He didn't move at all, even after the stranger had left us alone.

"Um, what should I do?" he finally said. "I don't know anything about proper etiquette…"

"It's okay. I thought you might get nervous, so I picked a place with private rooms," I admitted, picking up my glass of wine. I wanted to assure him that everything was fine and he could just be himself. "You can just eat normally."

We ate our appetizers while he talked about his classes. He kept mentioning he wasn't doing very well in some of his subjects. I knew he studied hard, so I wasn't sure why he was having troubles. Our server brought out the main course and some bread for us to share.

"Ah! Wow! That looks delicious!" Misaki exclaimed.

I smiled at him. Only the best for you, Misaki. I wanted to say that to him, but I didn't. He started talking again. That was fine. I loved hearing about him. It made me kind of realize that I didn't know too much about him just yet. I wanted to know him more. The only stuff I really knew was what Takahiro used to tell me. That man talked about him 24/7, as if he was his own child rather than his brother. I'm sure it seemed like it to him though, having to raise him like that.

He mentioned how terrified he was of his Japanese literature professor. I almost laughed. He was talking about my childhood friend, Hiroki. Misaki said that he threw things at students and became very agitated easily. That definitely sounded like Hiroki. Seems like he hasn't changed a bit…

Actually… the thought of Hiroki kind of leaves a bitter taste in my mouth these days. My last memory of him wasn't a very pleasant experience. It was regretful. I took advantage of him in the worst possible way. Even though he wanted to do it, I shouldn't have taken him up on the offer. In the end, we both just ended up feeling regret and sadness after it happened. I used him as a substitute for Takahiro. It was a one-time thing that he insisted on doing, but I'll never forgive myself for doing it.

"Oh, Usagi-san!" Misaki cried out, pulling me out of my thoughts. "Teach me English! I'm having a seriously hard time keeping up. You grew up in England, right?" I smiled, happy that he remembered what I had told him before. "What's it like there? Is it cold?"

"You want to go there together sometime?"

His bright emerald eyes lit up. "What? For real?! I'd love to!" His mood suddenly faded and he glanced down. "Oh, but I don't have the money for it." He shrugged it off and went back to eating.

"I'd pay for something like that."

"It's okay," he said, waving me off. "You don't have to do all that for me."

"Don't be shy about something so odd. I'd do anything for you if it meant that I'd get to be with you."

His eyes widened and he gasped. He stared at me for a few seconds before looking down and returning to his food, not saying another word about it. His cheeks were burning pink again. He was embarrassed that I cared about him so much. It was so incredibly cute.

"Whoa, this is really tasty!" he said as he chewed.

I smirked and saw that he was almost finished with his steak. I picked up my plate and handed it to him, telling him to eat. I wanted him to enjoy it as much as he could. He never got to live this lifestyle before and he needed to enjoy it while he could.

"Oh, that's okay. That's yours, Usagi-san."

"It's okay. Eat it."

He blushed again, but didn't argue with me. He ate in silence for a few bites. It was quite lonesome when he didn't talk. I wanted to hear more about his interests. Where else did he want to travel? What did he like to eat? Things like that. I wanted to know everything about him. I wanted to know him more than he knew himself.

I suddenly looked at him and realized that there was a bit of au jus from the meat on the corner of his mouth. Without thinking, I reached forward and wiped it off with my thumb. He gasped at my sudden action. I pulled my hand back and licked the sauce off my thumb.

"You don't have to eat in such a hurry," I commented.

He gasped and stared at me in shock. My smile only grew wider on my face. We stared at each other for a few seconds. He looked incredibly gorgeous. This kid… he had no idea just how much I cared about him did he? I would have to show him just how much he meant to me. We hadn't known each other for very long, but he was already my world.

"Hey, if it isn't Akihiko!" a familiar voice suddenly cried out from the doorway.

We both turned. "Isaka-san…" The name was like bile on my tongue. Just fucking great…

Isaka-san was a good friend of my brother's when we were growing up. He used to hang around our place all the time. For some reason he was always invading my privacy, begging to see my writing. It was extremely annoying at first, but he did help me get published in the first place.

"Well, well. Look at that undisguised glare of loathing," he commented. "Thank you for that." He smirked at me. "Running into you in a place like this… It may be a coincidence, but I feel destiny's hand at work."

"I don't feel it at all," I quickly said, feeling like I was either going to throw up or punch him in the face.

Isaka-san was an eccentric character. I never understood why he chased after me like this. It made my brother extremely jealous when we were kids. He acted like it was me who was stealing his best friend, when really it was his best friend running to me. I kept pushing him away, but he never left me alone.

"Whoa, that's cold!"

He was right up in my face now. I could smell something strong on his breath. "Are you drunk?"

"How's your manuscript coming?" he said changing the subject. "Aikawa was howling that she was going to kill you for sure this time."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I'm here because I finished it. Pardon me, but I'm with someone, so I'd like for you to hurry up and get lost."

He turned to Misaki. "Hmm… So you won't spend any time with me, but you'll go out to have fun with cuties, huh?" Misaki stared up at him. "Good evening," Isaka-san greeted. "Sorry for barging in here." He handed him a business card. "I'm no one suspicious." Misaki looked at it as Isaka-san got down on his level. He pointed to me. "I'm a childhood friend of this guy's big brother." Misaki looked at me with questioning eyes. "Don't you find it exhausting to be with Akihiko?" Isaka-san continued. What the hell was he getting at? "He's always had this arrogant attitude since he was little, but for all that, he's an awfully sensitive and touchy guy."

How annoying… "Isaka-san." I reached over to Misaki and took away the business card. "There's no reason I should have to take that from you."

Isaka-san smirked and kept going. "Did you know? He still sleeps with a teddy bear at his age. On top of which, his room is like a toy paradise. It's not something a man of 28 should be doing, you know?"

I knew what game he was playing. He was trying to make me look bad in front of Misaki. He wanted Misaki to leave me. He actually tried this same thing with… No. No. I couldn't think about that right now. I hadn't thought about him in a while now since my nightmares haven't been as regular.

But… now that I think back on it, he should have left me like Isaka-san told him to. Then maybe all that stuff wouldn't have happened.

Misaki rolled his eyes. "I-I don't really see anything wrong with that. I think that sort of thing is a personal choice anyway."

"Wow, you're so nice!" Isaka-san was putting on such a nice-guy act for him. "I know! I'll tell you something that'll be good for you to know."

My blood suddenly ran cold and I froze in place. My heart was skipping but beating rapidly at the same time. No. Not that. Isaka-san better not mention anything about him. I never wanted Misaki to ever know about him. He didn't need to know. The past is in the past. It's over.

"He's like this now, but he was as adorable as can be when he was kid."

I quietly breathed a sigh of relief and took a much needed drink of wine. Thank god Isaka-san didn't bring him up. Of course, that didn't mean that he wouldn't eventually. I needed to get that guy out of here. Misaki didn't need to know about my demons in my past.

"When he was… a kid?" Misaki questioned.

"Yup! You know he lived in England until he turned 10, right?"

"Uh, yes. I know that."

"Isaka-san," I interrupted. I wanted to get him to leave, right now.

"Then, have you heard this story?" My blood ran cold again and I felt an enormous amount of weight pressing into my chest, making it impossible to breathe. "I was shortly after he returned to Japan. There was this boy who lived across from him…"

I quietly released the breath I was holding. My heart rate returned to normal and I drank another sip of wine. Thank god. He was only talking about when I was friends with Hiroki. Although I didn't like Isaka-san telling Misaki stories about me (I wanted to do that myself), I was relieved that it wasn't about a certain other guy.

"Isaka-san, enough is enough," I said firmly standing up. "There's a car here for you, isn't there? I'll walk you to the exit."

"Why? What's the big deal?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "Really…" He suddenly reached out and grabbed my chin, pulling my face a little closer to his. My blood began to boil rather than freeze. "Quit being forever stubborn… and just be mine."

He leaned his face in even closer, his lips parting. No. I wasn't going to let him take advantage of me, especially not in front of Misaki. Adrenaline shot through my veins and I grabbed a hold of his jacket. I slammed him up against the wall with all my might. A loud crash reverberated throughout the room.

"Isaka-san, are you trying to make me angry?!"

"Ow! Let go!" he cried as he tried to shove my hand away.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eyes, I saw another figure rushing into the room. It was heading right towards me.

"Akihiko!"

Cliffhanger! Just kidding, you all know who it is cause you've seen the anime and read the manga at least 500 times! Oh, that might just be me!

How did you like the bit of background info on Isaka-san? Honestly, I don't know that much about him, nor do I care to. I think he's an arrogant jerk. I've never paid any attention to Junjou Mistake, so I don't know anything about his character at all. This is just what works for my fic, so that's how it'll be!