Chapter 3

One of the best feelings in the world

Is knowing that

Your presence and absence

Both mean something to someone.

"Misaki...!"

Akihiko had prepared himself and gathered his physical energy to break through the door via brute force, but luckily he found that the door is not locked (A/N: Auto locks doesn't exist in this fanfic hahaha :P), so he didn't need that much effort.

He quickly turned the knob and opened the door, hardly slamming it to the wall. Once he opened it, his blood started to boil vigorously. Akihiko could saw his beloved Misaki is naked, getting laid on the bed by no one else other than his arch nemesis, Ijuuin.

"Oh shit..." the mangaka cursed, whereas Misaki began to feel a great amount of fear in his heart at the sight of his lover. The boy was confused whether he should feel scared or relieved at the moment.

An armour-breaking punch immediately landed on his handsome face, causing blood began to drip from his lips.

"YOU BASTARD! YOU DARE TO LAY YOUR DIRTY HANDS ON HIM!?" Akihiko gave him another round of his punches.

"Usagi-san... No... Stop it..." Misaki's heart was broken into pieces; he couldn't bare seeing violence occurring between two men that he loved. Being as loud as he could, he shouted.

"Stop it, Usagi-san...!" Misaki tried to raise himself from the bed, but he miserably failed, he fell hard on the floor off from the bed.

Akihiko stopped punching, as he heard a loud thud coming from no one else other from Misaki. He rushed to Misaki's side, cradling the weak boy in his arms. "Misaki, are you okay?" with full of care and love, he gently caressed Misaki's cheek. Luckily the boy has no injuries.

He wondered why Misaki seemed so weak and fragile, as if he was having a fever. He knew that Ijuuin must've done something to him.

"You bastard... You have drugged him, aren't you!?"

Despite the blows of punches that he had received, Ijuuin could still maintain his cool attitude, calmly smiling as usual. "My bad, Usami-sensei... I can't hold myself."

"Tch." This guy never fails to irritate Akihiko. Without saying anything, he untied Misaki's wrists, then he took off his black suit and used it to cover Misaki's body. "If it wasn't for Misaki, I would just have killed you." Akihiko carefully scooped Misaki in his arms, then leaving Ijuuin alone with himself.

As Misaki was being carried by Akihiko, he slowly wrapped his arms around his lover's neck and buried his face in Akihiko's strong chest, wetting it with his tears.

All over the way from Ijuuin's hotel room to the author's red sports car outside the hotel, Akihiko walked while carrying Misaki in his arms, ignoring everyone's stares toward both of them and the eyes of squealing yaoi fangirls that he managed to caught. (A/N: Yes... Yaoi fangirls are everywhere! Muahahahaha...)

Akihiko laid Misaki at the back seat of his sport scar and shut the door closed. As Misaki was still under the effects of the aphrodisiac, Akihiko will not let go of this golden opportunity. He crawled over Misaki and removed the black suit that was covering the younger boy.

"Ah...! Usagi-san! No... Not yet...!"

Akihiko loosened his tie, and then he took off his shirt. "This is the punishment for letting him touch you." His big and cold hands began to grope the every portion of Misaki's body. Akihiko's hands switched turns with his mouth, planting soft kisses, then switched turns with his tongue, wetting his uke's body with his saliva. "Besides, I want to refill my daily needs of you."

Misaki could feel the difference between the touches of Akihiko and Ijuuin. He felt that Ijuuin's touches are not as good as Akihiko's touches, and it doesn't left him any wonderful feelings like Akihiko's touches in every time they does "it".

"Usagi-san...! Not... here...! What if somebody... is looking...?" Misaki had some difficulty to talk, as he needs to consume his breath deeply by each sentences.

"Just let them be. It's your punishment after all." Akihiko unzipped his pants. He hoisted Misaki's legs on his shoulders and thrusted his member deep into the boy's entrance. (A/N: I suck at writing lemons -_-;)

Misaki closed his mouth firmly with his hands, trying his best not to let his voice came out. He doesn't want anyone outside the car to find out what they were doing.

"Don't force yourself." Akihiko took Misaki's hands from covering his mouth and pinned them above the uke's head. Once Akihiko had done that, it seemed that time has stopped; giving them the chances to gaze upon each other's eyes that was captivating their hearts.

Akihiko climaxed his actions with a passionate kiss to Misaki's lips, followed by the wrestles of their tongues.

...

After done dressing Misaki in his pyjamas, Akihiko carried the sleeping brunette in his arms to his bed (A/N: I'm SO obsessed with bridal style carrying *Q* So freaking romantic...), carefully rested his head on a pillow and tucked him under the thick, warm blanket.

Akihiko sympathized with him. He knew that today must've been a tough night for Misaki, as after Akihiko had pulled away from his kiss, he found that the brunette had immediately lost his consciousness.

He felt guilty for punishing Misaki, as he had motivated himself to stop being over jealous and too possessive towards his lover. He couldn't control his feelings as his heart is so fragile, yet more sensitive than anyone else in the world. No one knows how it badly hurt his heart as his beloved Misaki had been touched by someone else other than him.

He lie on the bed next to Misaki and wrapped his arms around him. "Good night, Misaki..." he whispered while giving a peck onto the brunette's forehead, then slowly fallen asleep.

Unknown to Akihiko, everything will be changed as he opened his eyes at the next day...

~Omake~

Sasaki Naoto: RAWWWWWRRR! QWWEERRTTYYUUIOP! ASDFGHJKLZXCVBNM! AWDGFCHTFTH! O_o RAAAAAAWWWWWRRRR! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! GCRGHVTSFDRDTFFV!

Hiroki: Hey, what the hell happened to her!? Nowaki, go and check her!

Nowaki: Oh no! She has been infected by a deadly disease, more deadly than any diseases in the world!

Miyagi: Disease!? What kind of deadly disease!?

Nowaki: It's the "Yaoi Syndrome"! The symptoms are intense screaming, major blood loss due to nosebleeds, and unintentional hatred towards the female race!

Hiroki: What!? How could she get attacked!?

Shinobu: Probably after writing lemons for her OTP. The other after-effects of this disease are every male in the world will be considered as gay, the extinction of the female population in every fandom will occur, and the rapid increase in number of either yaoi series or shounen series with lots of homoerotic subtext!

Nowaki: And it recently became a pandemic, teenage girls are the main victims of it! The number of its victims increased every year!

Sasaki Naoto: Bwahahaha... Everyone, let's spread the "Yaoi Syndrome" virus altogether... asdfghjkl... Reviews are welcomed mwahahahaha... yggyeabjniajkmlj... *faints*