A/N: Hello lovelies! I hope I haven't kept you all waiting too long! :D Here's the next part. I was typing away and somehow I was pouring out a lemon scene almost unintentionally! But I left it in there and continued, so I hope you all enjoy!

Song: The Death of Me - Asking Alexandria (for the part about Haruhiko, not the smut scene!)

Chapter 24 - The Death of Me

I knew I had to go look for him. It's not like anything too terrible could happen to him in the hotel. I just assumed that he lost his way somewhere. It is very large and has hundreds of rooms. Of course, since it is so spacious, how would I be able to find him if he was lost?

I tried calling his cell phone first. After the first ring, I heard an obnoxious ring coming from the bedroom. He had left his phone in here. I sighed and slid my own phone back into my pocket. Guess I had to go search for him and hope for the best.

Before I could turn around and leave the room, I heard the door click open and something collided into my back. The force was strong, but not enough to knock me off of my feet. I turned my head to see Misaki looking absolutely horrified. I felt such relief that he wasn't lost, but I was confused as to why he ran off and why he looked so scared.

He threw his arms in the air and cried out, "The other Usami brother!"

"What are you talking about?" I asked as I turned to him.

He pointed at the door and began to stutter. "Uh, no, no, um, just now, there was a heap of strawberries, and we were speaking on different wavelengths, but it was all so sudden! I… But I just have to be…"

His train of thought was completely messed up and I couldn't comprehend anything he was saying. Strawberries? Different wavelengths? What was so sudden? Whatever happened must have really thrown him for a loop for him to not be able to speak properly. He suddenly turned his back to me and hugged his torso, mumbling something under his breath about pheromones.

"Did you hit your head or something?" I reached out and patted his head. He flinched under my touch. "What's wrong? Calm down. I was worried, because you suddenly disappeared." This seemed to surprise him and he looked at me with wide eyes. "What happened?"

"Sorry, it's nothing," he said as he looked down at the floor. He was no longer going insane, but now he sounded upset.

"Who runs into a room at a dead sprint over nothing?" Such a terrible liar…

He sighed, his eyes still glued to his shoes. "Um… I was, uh, going to the bathroom, when I happened to run into your brother…"

My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat. Again? Misaki came into close contact with that scum two days in a row?! This second meeting couldn't have been a coincidence. He was definitely planning something. I had assumed that much when he sent those flowers this morning, but now I was definitely sure of it. He was either going to take Misaki away from me, like he has everything else…

Or he's going to tell him the truth about what I've done.

I'm not sure which of those possibilities is worse.

"So he's staying here?" My mouth felt like it was full of cotton.

"Y-Yeah, I guess. And we were talking a bit because of what happened yesterday, and then he suddenly said something about taking me from you. It didn't make a lot of sense to me…"

I suddenly snapped. Rather than being depressed about him trying to take away my lover or just a little angry at him, I felt completely infuriated. Without thinking much about what I was doing, I rushed forward to leave the room, dead-set on finding my brother and beating the shit out of him. In the past, I just let him take whatever he wanted, but there was no way in hell he was about to take Misaki from me!

The worst possible scenarios were playing out in my head. The dirtbag would kidnap him and hold him hostage. While he was hostage, they would talk about my past and my secrets would be revealed. After the initial shock, Misaki would be angry with me and agree that I'm a horrible person and worthless. Then, they would both have something in common by hating me and my brother would take him completely.

I cannot let that happen!

"W-Wait!" I heard Misaki call out nervously from behind me.

I had barely reached the door when a set of arms wrapped around my torso and held me tight. If I wasn't so angry, I would have been surprised that he was holding me. However, I knew that it was only to hold me back from going off.

"Hold on a second, Usagi-san! I might've heard it wrong!" I struggled against his grasp, but he held me pretty firmly in place. "No storming in there! No violence!"

He has to understand why I'm angry. Wouldn't he be pretty upset too if the roles were reversed? I remembered how pissed he was when we first ran into Haruhiko. I had never heard him raise his voice like that before. It made me so happy that he was standing up for me. Now, I have to return the favor and stand up for him.

"Taking away what's mine sounds like something he'd do!" I explained to him.

Unfortunately, this made him mad. He glared up at me with a scowl. "What do you mean, 'what's yours'?! Don't treat me like an object!"

I tore my gaze away from him and stared forward at my goal, the door. "It's not my intent to treat you like an object, but you're mine!"

"Who the hell decided that?!"

"I did!"

He loosened his grip on me only to pull himself in front of me. This usually meant that he was going to lecture me. "What's up with that?!" His hands gripped my shoulders. I refused to look him in the eye.

Before he could continue, there was a hard knock on the door. He turned around in surprise. For a second, I was thinking that it was my brother. Actually, I kind of hoped that it was. That way I could tell him my thoughts on everything and give him a good punch or two in the face.

"Akihiko, come out, damn you!" Isaka-san called through the closed door.

Fuck. That's even worse…

"At least show up for the after-party, you dimwit!"

"I've done everything that I'm supposed to do!" I yelled back at him, not even trying to conceal my anger. "You and the others can finish things up!"

"Get real! It wouldn't hurt for you to put in a little off-the-clock overtime! What the hell do you think your job is?!" His angry cries sounded like a wild dog.

"That kind of thing is your job!"

I heard a loud growl on the other side of the door. "Akihiko, you bastard!" There was then a loud thump on the door, which I assumed was the madman kicking at it. "Do whatever the hell you want!"

I turned away from the door, steaming mad. First this party, then my brother, then my brother again, now Isaka-san screaming at me for something I never do anyway.

Not to mention the fact that my anger was exacerbated by my apprehension about Misaki not voicing his feelings for me. All of my emotions were all mixed up and peaking at all-time high levels. I was feeling incredibly possessive of him. It wasn't a new feeling at all. It was the same when he became friends with that Sumi brat.

It was the same with Ryuto.

Haruhiko would try to take him from me and try to break us apart. He was never really mine in the first place, but I still treated him as if he were my most prized possession. In doing so, it led my brother to trying to steal him away, like he did everything else.

I'll be damned if it's going to happen again.

"Usagi-san, you should go," Misaki insisted. He moved in front of me once more. "It'll be bad if this hurts your work."

"There's no need. My work is done. This is my personal time now. The top priority in my personal life is you." I stared straight into his emerald eyes and watched them grow wide in surprise and curiosity. I reached forward and grabbed his tie, the one that I had helped him tie earlier that evening. "You listen to me. No matter what anyone says to you, I don't want you to forget this, so I'll say it as many times as it takes." I pulled the tie towards me so he fell towards me as well. "Remember this. You're mine for life. Give it up."

I pressed the silky tie to my lips in order to keep myself from saying more. The way I talked just now sounded so… terrible. So possessive and angry. But I have to do whatever it takes to keep him away from my brother, or anyone else that might take him away from me.

He pulled away from me, flustered. "No! No, no, no! I'm not giving up! I am not giving up!"

The feistiness only fueled my desire to possess him even more. "We'll have to see how long that stubbornness lasts." I couldn't take much more of him holding everything back from me.

"It'll last! It'll last forever!"

I felt a smirk pulling up the corners of my lips. "Then I'll just have to make you understand."

I loosened my own tie to remove it and flicked the light switch. The whole suite became dark, only illuminated by the bright lights from the city outside. The tie dropped from my hands and I walked forward and held the boy in my arms. He tensed up and I immediately began my assault on him, starting with his lips. As my tongue invaded his mouth, I gently pushed him up against the large window in the den.

"U-Usagi-san, wait!" he cried out as I began unbuttoning his jacket. "Stop!"

Such half-hearted cries. I knew better. He wanted this – all of this. No matter what escaped his lips, he wanted it.

My fevered lips marked his skin as I continued to undress him. His skin was like molten lava to my cool hands. With one hand, I held his arms up above his head, out of my way. The other hand traveled to his backside and I held his torso closer to me. My lips traced around his nipples and I flicked them lightly with my tongue. He let out a hoarse cry of pleasure. He was so sensitive to all of my touches. Of course he wanted it, all of it.

I didn't waste any more time unzipping his pants and feeling his hardness. The member was already wet with pre-cum. As I continued to kiss his chest, I rubbed the head of his cock with my thumb. He began to shake and groan from my touch. As I stroked his length, I pressed my lips to his neck over and over again, claiming him as mine. His moans increased in volume and in number steadily.

"Usagi-san! W-Wait! Stop! I'm gonna cum!" Misaki cried not long after I began to stroke him.

"Then cum," I practically purred into his ear before I nibbled on it.

"Hah-ah! N-No!" he replied.

I chuckled. "Don't wanna cum yet? Heh, kinky."

He grunted and I felt his arms shake. In fact, his whole body was shaking in pleasure. He tried to take a deep breath, but it quickly turned into a loud whimper.

"Wha… Stupid, Usa – "

His sentence was cut off by a strangled cry as he released into my pumping hand. I let go of his arms and they fell to his side as he shook from the aftermath of his orgasm. His breathing was heavy and I could see his flushed face in the moonlight coming in through the windows. He was absolutely beautiful post-orgasm.

My own throbbing erection was threatening to burst through my pants. I needed to move faster. Not only did I need to be inside him in order to please the both of us sexually, but I also needed to show him that he was mine and only mine. I slid my fingers into the waist of his pants and tugged on them just a little so that they fell to the floor in a heap. I then unbuttoned and unzipped my own pants to release my own member.

"Misaki, turn around," I groaned as I put my hands on his torso.

I turned him around so that I was behind him and we both faced the large window. My member rubbed against his behind, making it slick with my own pre-cum. He gasped and put his hands out onto the window to balance himself. I put my own hand up to his and linked my fingers with his.

"Wai – No! Not here!"

"No one's looking."

"That's not the point. But at least close the curtain or – "

"No."

"But, Usagi-san! Seriously, not here! What if the window breaks?!" He sounded surprisingly worried. I wasn't sure if he really was afraid that the window would break, or if he just didn't want to do it in front of an open window.

"As if that could happen."

"But – "

"Misaki," I interrupted him as I removed my hand from his. My fingers pushed up his shirt so that we could be skin to skin, my chest pressed up against his back. I leaned down and licked his spine, making him shiver. "Didn't I tell you to give up already?"

He let out a shaky breath but didn't say anything more. I took that as a sign that I could go ahead and have my way with him, claim him as my own. My fingertips grazed along his chest and he shivered against me. My cold skin seemed to arouse him even more and his nipples hardened beneath my fingertips. That could only mean that his member was becoming erect again as well. I loved how easy it was to turn him on.

A strangled moan of ecstasy escaped him as I gently massaged his harden buds. That little moan sent me over the edge. It was time to go. Leaving one hand on his chest, I licked the fingers of my other until they were generously coated in my saliva. I slowly massaged his entrance with my index finger until it suddenly slipped inside the twitching hole. He let out another cry of pleasure as I massaged his inner walls. When it seemed like he was used to the feeling, I carefully pressed another finger inside of him.

"Nnngh!" he moaned out, obviously trying to keep his voice down. I wished he wouldn't, but that's just how he is.

As I spread my fingers and stretched him open, the hand that was on his chest moved to his member. It was already hard again and leaking. I lightly stroked it as I prepared his opening. He began to pant from the overstimulation. He was definitely ready for me now. In fact, he wasn't protesting me at all. He obviously wanted me to claim him again.

I removed my fingers from the boy and heard a soft whimper from him. My thumb rubbed the head of his cock as I lined up mine with his entrance. I quickly thrust inside of him, getting the pain over with for him. He still let out a hoarse cry, a mix of pain and pleasure hidden in his voice. Normally, I would have let him get used to my size, but I was too excited to just sit still. I needed to move and I needed to make him see that he was all mine.

I began to thrust into him quickly. He cried out and grunted with each one, his whole body quivering. I held his hips with both hands so that I could bring them back to meet my thrusts. His cries soon turned to moans of pure bliss. It was like heaven to my ears. I leaned forward to nibble on his ear, when I noticed our reflection in the window.

"Misaki, look," I breathed huskily into his ear. "The window is like a mirror."

He gasped and looked up. I could see his lust filled emerald eyes in the reflection. His already flushed face became even more red as he blushed from embarrassment. I thought it was incredibly erotic to watch ourselves make love.

"You pervert!" he cried out. "Stupid Usagi! I hate you!"

I almost chuckled as I thrust into him. I knew he didn't mean it. "Is that a confession?"

"Nngh! Sh-Shut up!"

I licked his earlobe and he moaned again. "I love you."

He gasped, his eyes fluttering open again. They suddenly closed and his gasp turned into a loud moan. He tightened around me and I knew he was getting close. I wrapped my fingers around his member and began to pump again. His moans turned into desperate pants. Suddenly, he tightened up even more and released into my hand without warning. The tightness thrilled me and it didn't take long before I came as well. We both leaned against the window, breathing heavily.

"I love you," I panted into his ear again.

He didn't respond as he sunk to his knees. I slipped down with him and held him tight. He must have been extremely tired. I helped him to his feet and picked him up bridal style. He gasped, but didn't tell me to put him down as I carried him to the bedroom. I laid him on the bed and he stripped himself of the rest of his clothes. He snuggled under the blankets and I sat down on the bed next to him to have a cigarette.

"Shall we check out early from the hotel tomorrow?" I asked him as I took a puff.

"Huh? That's fine, but why?"

"Because it'll be a pain if we run into Isaka-san."

He didn't reply. I looked over to see him staring at his pillow, looking just a little upset. He didn't seem upset when he had asked me why. Or was he just faking it?

"Misaki? What's wrong?" He still didn't say anything as he laid down. "Are you sleepy?"

"Yeah," he finally grunted.

"Then go to sleep," I assured him as I pulled the blanket up all the way so that it covered him up to his neck.

I patted his back gently and lightly ruffled his hair. This seemed to help him fall asleep. In no time at all, I could hear his breathing even out and a light snore escape him. He probably was tired, but I couldn't help but feel like something else was bothering him.

Was it me? Was I too rough? Was I too possessive?

I felt really shitty about being too clingy to Misaki, until that morning when another package arrived for him. It was a basket of ripe strawberries. He was confused but the room service attendant confirmed that it was from my brother, again.

Strawberries?!

When he explained what had happened with my brother, it only fueled the possessiveness inside of me. He was definitely trying to steal Misaki away from me. I couldn't let that happen. I had to find a way to keep him beside me.

There were only a few ways that I knew how to prove my love. One was simply saying 'I love you,' which he didn't really respond to. Another way was by making love to him, which he certainly enjoyed, but he didn't dare tell me that. The only other thing I could think of was buying him more gifts to show my affection.

That afternoon when we returned home, I ordered at least 20 gift baskets of strawberries. That will show both of them that he belongs to only me.