"So how are you and Usagi-san doing?" Ugh. Niichan. Cannot we cuddle on the couch without you bringing up anyone else? Especially that man.
"Fine. Your friend is pretty weird." And is deceiving you with those charming, devilish eyes of his.
He chuckled, "he is a bit different, he was born in a different lifestyle then us, but you will come to learn Usagi-san is actually a great guy. He cares deeply about his friends." Yeah. YOU. "And he even cares about you."
I scoffed. "Yeah right."
"No really, he told me himself on the phone when you got back from his place yesterday. He said that at your tutoring session he saw a new side of you."
THAT ASSHOLE.
Yesterday.
"Um, Usami-sensei? What are you doing?" My eyes twitched from the front hall, one foot turned in preparation to leave.
"You're here early." He casted a small look over his shoulder before going back to work, if that is what this could be called.
"Actually I am ten minutes late. Now, what are you doing?"
"Isn't it obvious? D student."
That's it. "IT LOOKS LIKE YOU SUMMONED A TORNADO THROUGH THIS WHOLE APARTMENT." I got out in one breath. The whole place was destroyed. Books scattered everywhere. Clothes flung all around. A weird stench in the air. "What happened? This place was fine a week ago."
"I had a deadline and my cleaning ladies were not able to come today. So I have to clean this place up before Takahiro arrives this evening."
Cleaming ladies?" No wonder it was spotless. My poor niichan being duped by this guy. No tutoring was ever going to get done now and the stench was starting to make my eyes water. Watching Usami clean I realized something: USAMI-SENSEI DID NOT KNOW HOW TO CLEAN.
"What are you doing?" He asked, a spark in his eyes as I began picking up clothes.
"I cannot get any tutoring done in this mess and at the rate you are going this will be done next year." Not asking I started taking the clothing to the laundry room I was able to find and came back to see him sitting in a small spot on the couch, watching me with amusement. "What?"
"Just surprised you would help me out."
I could feel my face heating up. "Do…Don't start thinking into it. If niichan saw this he would be very upset and I would never see his smile. I am doing this for us, not you." I continued working but could still hear his small laugh loud and clear. I froze slightly at the sudden ping in my heart.
Why? Why am I feeling this way? It was a foreign feeling. My head was fuzzy and my heart was ready to explode.
What is wrong with me?
"Finally done." The living room actually looked like a living room again. I turned my smug gaze to Usami. For once he was speechless. "Amazing. You cleaned this up so fast."
"Well I mostly am in charge of cleaning and cooking since Niichan works." I went into my fantasies. "I will become the perfect housewife so niichan will never need anyone else. We will live happily ever after as the perfect couple." I will do anything to make niichan happy!
"Pfft." Fantasy ended.
"SHUT UP! It will happen!"
"Sure it will." I forgot that this man was another rival of mine. He too loved niichan, as long as or maybe even longer than me. I wish I could say that niichan would never go for him but you never know. My brother taught me love comes in all shapes and forms. I could relax a bit though, Usami is not an immediate threat. She is.
"I do not need to listen to your sourness. How can you possibly be better than me when you cannot even clean a simple room? Spoiled rich boy." I headed upstairs, mostly to get away from him and cool off, when he called my name. I turned sharply, misplacing my step and found myself falling backwards.
I landed with a loud thud. On the hardwood floor. My head began to hurt and my vision was shaking but when it came clear there was a distressed Usami staring down at me. "Misaki, you idiot. You could have a concusion. Or twisted your neck. Are not girls supposed to be graceful or some crap like that. You need to watch your step."
It took me a minute to reply. "I…I am fine." His eyes narrowed into a hard glare that had me wishing I was in a shell before he sat up. "Be more careful. If anything happened to you Takahiro would have my head."
Oh right, he does not care about me, only niichan.
Wait.
Why do I feel hurt by that?
I tried to get up but my body seemed to still be in shock from the fall as I could only watch Usami get up. He turned to me and I gulped at the condescending smirk appeared on his face. I glared. "Why are you looking down at me?"
He did not answer at first; his eyes roaming up and down my body that it made me shiver. "I have to say, the view is not so bad." His comment had me sit up and look down to see what he meant.
Face on fire. Face. On. Fire. When falling down, my school's skirt got flipped up, revealing the red lace underwear I was wearing.
Dying.
Dead.
He smirk got bigger as my eyes got wider. "I like lace."
"SHUT UP PERVERT. HENTAI! MAJOR HENTAI!"
"Oh? I am not the one wearing promiscuous underwear."
"THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!"
"Was it part of some idiotic scheme to seduce Takahiro?" I stayed quiet since he was right. "You sure are inventive."
"I do not want to hear anything from the man who writes sex scenes with him in it."
"I am curious what your plan was going to be."
"Like I will tell you." He laughed some more. It pissed me off so much since he was looking down on me. I stood up, trying to look dignified as I straightened my skirt. "Can we get to tutoring now? I have been here for already an hour and it will not leave much time to study."
"You will be fine. Now about that seduction plan."
"EAT ROCKS."
Present time.
I hate that guy. "So you see? Usagi-san is always looking out for you." Yeah right. More like looking out for ways to get under my skin.
"I guess." I tightened the arms around his chest. He chuckled and pulled me closer. "You have always been such an affectionate person. If you act like this at school I might get worried."
"Never niichan. I only want to cuddle with you."
"Wahhh such an adorable little sister!" SCORE.
Now it was time to put my plan to work. I spent weeks planning this and gathering the courage to buy the underwear before heading to Usami's place. I could see that niichan and that bitch were hanging out more than usual, taking away from my time. I know simply being the adorable little sister will not be able to keep him from going astray. I was not stupid and I did take health class.
So I needed to take the next step: show him that I am no longer the little girl he raised but a grown woman. It was embarrassing for Usami to find out but he is not important anymore. Alright, time to put this plan in action.
"Niichan, do you want some tea?" I asked in my most seductive tone.
"That does sound good. I can make some…" "No, no." I pressed against his chest. "Let me." I stood up, sauntering my way to the kitchen.
Ok, deep breaths Misaki. You can do this. My little pep talk was able to get my legs moving back into the living to stand in front of niichan. Turning around, I made sure my butt was in his full view as I set the trays down. "Here you are niichan." I flashed a big smile as I leaned down to hand him his cup. I unbuttoned my shirt enough that at this angle he would see down my shirt.
He grabbed the cup when his smile left and eyes went wide. "Misaki…" Yes. YES. "You should change out of your school uniform. It needs to be washed for tomorrow."
Not the reaction I was looking for. "But niichan, do not you think I look cute in it?" I gave my best pouty look, leaning forward again and squishing my arms together to push out my boobs.
He simply smiled. "Yes but you have been in it since Usagi-san's so it must be gross now." Gross? Gross!?
"Oh, alright." Be strong Misaki. I planned for this. "Can you help me with this zipper than. It is super hard for me." I turned to my side and lifted up the shirt.
"Of course. It is still cute you rely on me." Haha. Once he unzipped it he would see the red lace.
Fantasy
"Mi..Misaki..what are you wearing?"
I smirked, the skirt falling down to give him a clear view. "Is not this what you want niichan?" A blush appeared on his face as I sat in his lap. "Do you like?"
"Very much. But we cannot do this…we…" "Shhhhh." I put my finger on his lips. "Don't think, just act."
"Misaki."
"Niichan."
DING DONG.
WHAT THE HELL!
"Ah, coming." Niichan's hands left my side as he got up. I wanted to die. I fell to the couch in defeat, imagining a large gray cloud over my head. "Manami! What a surprise!" WHAT THE HELL IS THAT BITCH DOING HERE?
"I was in the neighborhood and thought I would bring those lovely cakes you were saying Misaki would like." They are poisonous! There was more hushed whispering when the door closed. Good riddens!
"Misaki, Manami will be joining us for dinner." NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
"Good evening Misaki. I hope I am not intruding on anything." As a matter of fact you are. But niichan would be upset if I was mean to this woman. "No, it is good to have you." Ugh I wanted to throw up.
Niichan came up behind. My eyes were locked on his hand that was placed on her shoulder. "Misaki, Manami and I will be making dinner to give you a break."
"It is no trouble." I went to move when niichan held his hand up. "No, no, my adorable little sister needs rest. You go change out of your uniform while we start cooking."
"Aw but she looks so beautiful in it. Like a real young lady."
"That's my sister." I had to get out of here before the nausea was too much. Going into my room I was able to relax.
Here is why I hated this woman. 1. She was too perfect. I could cuss her out as much as I wanted but I could not find one bad thing about her. And believe me I tried. There was a whole day of stalking I wanted back. 2. She was too perfect for niichan. She laughed at his jokes, and an actual laugh that was not the fake ones I do. The two thought alike and I found them finishing each others sentences time to time. It was frustrating to watch. Niichan is supposed to be with me forever, I am supposed to be the closest. We are related by blood! But this outsider came in and is ruining everything. I regret the day I got sick and Takahiro had to run to the store. Then he would not have met her.
Dinner was awkward for me. She was a pretty good cook. Another reason to hate her. All throughout the dinner she was asking me all about Mitsuhashi and my tutoring sessions, admitting she did badly in school. I feel like she was just trying to make me feel better.
Bitch.
"So, how did your plan of seduction work?" Usami asked me the next day, smirking.
"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR FROM YOU!"
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Misaki swears ALOT in this! Heehee!
