Author's Note: Thank you for all the reviews and everyone who liked the story so far. I would've written more but I fell asleep for a pretty long time. My naps are always like 4 hours...I don't think that's a nap. Misaki is more reserved here, but he is still Misaki so finally his true colors will show because he has barely any patience.

I woke up to find Misaki in a deep sleep. I'd pinned him to the couch for awhile. It was fun, but I did it because I noticed the dark circles under his eyes getting worse. I wonder how hard he had to work for this place. Every time I thought about I realized that Takahiro would not just kick Misaki out. He was all Takahiro ever talked about before, so if he loved him the same amount he'd offer Misaki a place to stay no matter what.

I silently made my way outside. I lit a cigarette once outside the apartment and leaned over the railing. Taking out my phone I dialed Takahiro's number. We had stayed in contact, but he hadn't said anything about Misaki to me once. Was he just a jerk? Too busy?

"Hey Usagi!" He seemed happy as usual. "How are you?"

"Fine. Just calling to check in and to tell you I've been checking on Misaki lately." I kept my tone casual.

"Oh? Misaki. You know where he's staying?" He doesn't even know Misaki's here. "He took off awhile leaving some note about being on his own for a bit. I'm not sure if I did anything...before he left though I said something I didn't mean to. Misaki has always been sensitive."

"What did you say?" I tried to keep the angry tone out of my voice. "You know he's still a bit of a kid. It must've hurt him if he left."

"I told him he wasn't pulling his weight. It was an accident. I was frustrated because of all the hours I needed to work so that Manami could be out searching for work. It was probably the worst thing I could've said. And now he's gone off somewhere. You know where though?"

"Takahiro it seems to me you don't deserve to know." I thought about hanging up. Instead I gave Takahiro Misaki's new number and chatted a little more before hanging up. I went back in after awhile, but only because the summer heat was beginning to be too much.

When I went to flip on a light nothing happened. I sifted through the mail on the table and found a bunch of warning notices. Misaki was probably only worried about rent. Working at the grocery store probably couldn't cover all his expenses. I opened his bill and called the electric company. A couple hundred dollars later the lights flicked back on.

Misaki sat on the couch angry. He wanted me to just leave everything alone. I could understand the want for independence, but there were times when I wanted someone to help me. I didn't have anyone like that. Obviously Takahiro had hurt Misaki's feelings bad enough for him to rush out as soon as possible.

"Misaki, Takahiro is worried about you. I figured that you might as well keep yourself safe if you really don't want to talk to him. I gave him the number to that phone, but you don't have to answer if you don't want to." He suddenly stood up. He hands were clenched into little fists.

"Stupid Usagi-san!" He punched me with all his force and it didn't even hurt a little bit, but maybe some acting was in order.

"Ow! Misaki! I was just trying to help." I stood up and turned to leave.

His grip around my waist was actually more impressive than his punch. "Don't go!" He started crying like a baby right there. I wasn't sure what to do. I pushed his arms off me easily. I turned and hugged him.

"I won't go. Don't worry." I found out that it was extremely hard to make Misaki stop crying. I hugged him. I told him he'd be okay a million times. I let him hug Suzuki-san. He still would not stop crying. I started to get discouraged because seeing him like that was really breaking my heart. I tried everything but it wouldn't help. I hated feeling helpless.

Finally I just grabbed Misaki and kissed him. It took awhile but he stopped crying. Eventually he fell asleep, but now I had a problem. He wouldn't let go of me and I had to be at a meeting. He was holding on like his life depended on it. I already knew when my phone started ringing it was Aikawa.

"Hello? Before you freak out I need you Aikawa. You have to come to the apartments across from the supermarket near the flower shop. Room 303." I hung up. It was awhile before she showed up.

"What are you doing!" I put a finger to my lips and turned so she could see Misaki.

"He won't let go." It was the first time that Aikawa didn't know what to say.

"Well who is this?" She walked over quietly and crouched in front of us.

"This is Takahiro's little brother Misaki."

"Ah. The one you hate."

"The one I love now." Before I had somewhat of an attention complex when it came to Takahiro. I always wanted him looking at me. He could only see one thing and that was Misaki. So I hated Misaki for a pretty long time. "We can talk about that later Aikawa. He seriously won't let go." Aikawa tugged at his hands.

"We have to wake him. It's the only way." Misaki stretched and let go of me. I jumped up to get away and he ended up clinging to my leg. After 15 minutes of pulling and squirming I finally got free. I realized I didn't want to go to work though. I took Misaki's keys off his table and put them in my pocket before walking out. He wasn't getting off that easy.