When did it start? How did it start? Has it always been this way? Misaki Takahashi, a young mildly successful man compared to me. He was 5'3 and was more on the feminine side, but that didn't stop his fangirls from gushing over him. After all he was beautiful, especially his bright green emerald eyes. So hopeful and vivid, full of dreams and passion. He sung as pure as he looked, he knew how to make his listeners feel a type of way without the lyrics making sense.
Yes, Misaki is a talented boy, but that's not why I love him.
It all started out when Takahiro invited me to his marriage, I did not want to go at all.
My best friend of 10 years, my long time crush was leaving me for some woman who wasn't there for as long as I was. During that time it felt as if he was farther from my hearts reach no matter how close he was. His heart would never touch mine and his love would never match the love he put into his now wife's vows. He would never love me the same way I loved him, but I wanted to be there for him.
So that's what I did, and I do not regret it a single bit. That is because upon attending his wedding, I had met the love of my life as a result.
Misaki
"You look beautiful Nee-Chan, the bride always does so don't overthink it"
There Manami sat on her white fabric wooden chair, she was wearing a beautiful white Japanese western wedding dress. The dress hugged her figure from the waist up, the lower part bloomed like a flower, she wore a long veil to her back, it was currently pushed back from her forehead as she fixed her makeup in distress.
"Oh Misaki, are you sure your brother will love it? What if he thinks I look awful and changes his mind?" Manami said desperate for a hopeful yet honest answer.
"My brother thinks you look beautiful every day, imagine the look on his face as you walk in there with a beautiful dress, hair done with the happiest look on your face. I'm sure he has imagined it many times, if not why would he have proposed?" I said, currently I was one of the best men at my brother's wedding, he was marrying Manami.
She was very kind to me when we first met and has stayed that way, she was around the same height as me, with long brown hair and bright brown eyes.
They have been together for 2 years and he finally proposed. I decided to start calling her Nee-Chan which made her very happy. I was glad Ni-Chan had found someone he could love and cherish, he deserved it after all.
The wedding was soon to start so I said my goodbyes to Nee-Chan and made my way to stand where the best men were supposed to be, it's not too common for the groom to have two best men but my brother wanted to honor the two people who stayed by his side. Me, and his best friend who he called Usagi-San. I will never understand why my brother calls him that but it's not for me to pride in.
The wedding was decorated in white, gold and red. Obviously the bride did all the commenting on the decorations, my brother wasn't much of a designer or fashionista. There was no doubt in my mind how the wedding was paid, my brothers friend was awfully wealthy after all. I also had no doubt he had to convince my brother to let him pay, well anyways there he stood in a black suit matching me and my brother.
He had silver soft silky hair, I would've thought he was an old man if it wasn't for his healthy clear skin, he had a perfect jawline and teeth that fit his charming smile. His lavender eyes made him very recognizable, not that he wouldn't be after all. Not all Japanese men look like him, actually none, he looked exotic. I mean who is naturally born like that? He was very tall and well built, and to top it off he was talented, intelligent and very wealthy.
How did he meet my brother? In high school, how did they become close friends? My brother was kind. How did they stay friends even after becoming famous? Loyalty, I knew he was a homo, and it was so painfully obvious he was in love with my brother. I guess only to me though, and maybe Manami. It never bothered me since he never got in his way, he has always been supportive, I can't imagine how much it hurt. He always creeped me out though, the looks he gave my brother were soft and gentle. Until it came to me, I wouldn't say they looked hateful, but they definitely weren't anything good. I guess I shouldn't assume since we just met a few hours ago.
Soon the 2 kids threw their flowers across the aisle and Nee-Chan made her way down the aisle. Her dress followed behind her and the veil was now spread across her smiling face. The whole thing was beautiful, the vows were my favorite.
"The day I met you I knew you'd be a part of my life for a long time, now I have closure you will be. I'm glad you chose me and I'm glad I chose you, no matter the consequences I will never regret it. The day we recite our vows will bring me back to this moment and it will always feel the same." Ni-Chan said
"They say a wedding is a lady's dream, but dreams only happen in your thoughts and wishes. If you really want something you'll put dedication and work into it, and from day one until the end I will continue to put dedication into us. I'm glad I am marrying a man who puts work into someone he loves, without pay but love. I vow to forever listen and love you till death do us part.`` My sister-in-law said this was a happy moment for all of us.
I secretly wished someone loved me as much as they loved one another. Sweet, gentle and caring love, no darkness. The trust they have in each other is the trust I would never have in myself, maybe they don't trust themselves either, but because they trust each other it evens it out.
After the ceremony I sat at a table with a few family relatives of Nee-Chan, the table was covered in a white cloth with red and gold curved lines around it. We all sat and ate, chatting about our love life. Well they did, I felt like an odd one out, the family was too busy gushing over Usagi. Asking him all sorts of questions, if he was married, kids, relationships etc. Yeah he's a handsome man but what about the groom and bride?
I decided to get a drink. They had a fountain of punch mixed with alcohol, I know I'm not old enough to drink but it's not much anyways. I got up but as soon as I did Usagi quickly turned his attention to me, "where are you going?" he asked demandingly. "uh to get a drink.." , "let me go with you" he said, getting up from his chair, he was a lot taller than me. I mean a lot, why did he wanted to go with me? Not sure, probably to talk about my Ni-Chan.
"So you got a girlfriend Takahashi?" he asked as if he already knew the answer "I doubt you do, you aren't much of a lady's man are you?"
"I can get a girlfriend if I wanted to!" I snapped at him, ever since my teens I've been asked that question. It didn't help now that I was gaining fame as well, still the answer stayed the same, no.
"I never said you couldn't Mi-sa-ki, but you don't seem to be the type to want a girlfriend."
Why was he asking this all of a sudden, I grabbed a cup from the fountain table. "I uh, I'm just focusing on my career at the moment, not girls."
"oh? What about guys?" he asked, grabbing a cup after
"Excuse me?" I turned to him, what was up with this guy? I'm old enough to not have to talk to people about my interests and sexuality. Who does he think he is, we just met not even 24 hours ago..
"Misaki! Usagi! My two best men!" Takahiro interrupted, he came running towards us. Locking us both with his arms on our neck. "How's the wedding?" he asked
"It's great Takahiro, you both look stunning." Usagi answered "yeah it's great Ni-Chan '' I said, still upset about what he had asked earlier. I didn't want to ruin the mood, this was a very important day to him and Nee-Chan.
"That's great! You two getting along right?, I can already tell you will be a big part of each other's lives you know. My brother and my best friend, we can basically be a friend group!" Ni-Chan showed his cheeky grin
"Yeah I'm sure we'll be together for a long time.." Usagi pat Ni-Chan on the head "Yeah Ni-Chan, we're getting along just fine", your friends a weirdo..
Takahiro took my cup and poured a punch before handing it to me, thanking him he cheerfully walked over to his bride who was talking to her family. I guess our family now too.
"So.." Usagi started, interrupting the not so quiet room yet seemed so silent between us. "Mind your business" I interrupted, I walked off with my drink. I know me and him won't be getting along anytime soon but for Ni-Chan's sake I'll deal with him.
Usami
How rude he was, but I know I probably crossed his boundaries asking that. Still I just want to know more of my precious soon to be lover, so I put my cup down. I didn't want a drink, the punch was too sweet. I followed after Misaki, he sat at an empty round table in the back, "I apologize for asking such a question, I didn't know you'd get bothered by it Misaki. I sat across from him, he looked at me in a rude but questioning manner. He was so beautiful from all angles, I wonder what faces he makes in bed.. He's most definitely a virgin too but soon he won't be. I'll ruin yet soften his innocence, making a mess out of him, desperately gripping my shoulders as he yelled my name pleasurably
"It's Takahashi, and it's alright I guess."
"So how's your career going Misaki"
"Takahashi"
"I know that Misaki"
He looked at me as if he were to burst before calming down, "it's been going fine Akihiko" he was obviously trying to push my buttons as well. How cute.
"Hmm, I prefer Usagi. Unless you want to use my first name for other things?" I flirtingly said
He gave me a confused look before turning red, if you looked closely you could steam coming from his ears.
"Don't think you'll fool me with your looks Usagi." he glared
"My looks?"
"Yeah, Mr. I'm so handsome I can get anyone I want"
"Oh so you think I'm handsome? I'd prefer sexy coming from you." flirting with him was fun, but I wish he'd take it seriously. I'm not one to play with others, he should know I do this because I love him. I wish there was a word that meant loving someone greater than the word love. Maybe obsession is the word I'm looking for, a loving obsession he is.
My loving obsession.
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I placed the love of my life on his new bed in his new room, I did my best to decorate it. I hope he loves it, giving him a peck on the lips. I changed his clothes into some pajamas I bought him, it was a bear onesie.
Walking towards the shelf and grabbing a camera, I quietly took pictures of him. He was so perfect, his thin nose, plump clean lips, clear skin, heart shaped face and barely any hair on his body. He obviously shaved every other day, or maybe he didn't grow much body hair. His skin smelled like strawberry lotion and soap, his soft locks of chestnut brown hair smelled like lavender. This was a dream, to be so close. For him to be so vulnerable in front of me, I could do anything right now. Anything.
No, it has to be perfect.
Like him.
I walked out of the room with the camera and clothes, locking the door so he wouldn't be able to escape. I was going to take a long nap and I couldn't risk losing him in my sleep, so I set security cameras all over the house with a password to the door. Cameras everywhere, living room, kitchen, his room, balcony, even my room. Everywhere he would be able to go he was watched except for the bathroom, he had to have some privacy right? Right?
I'm doing him a favor, keeping him safe, watched, nothing and no one could ever hurt him but me. I'd never hurt him willingly right? If he behaves I won't have to, I hope I don't. I'm doing this for him, he should be grateful. I saw the way he looked at Takahiro and Manami during the wedding, he wants love and that's what I'm giving him but better!
Yeah, everything I'm doing is right, I'm always right.
I walked to a locked door, taking out the keys I unlocked and swung open the door. Inside were pictures of Misaki everywhere, a desktop showed live footage of the penthouse and the other showed every bit of the inside and outside part of Misaki's home. I walked over to the printer and printed out the pictures I just took. In the center of the wall was a board of all local locations Misaki visits. I then placed his clothes on a rack, in case I wanted to smell them later.
The work I put into him is insane, but worth it. Worth every bit of my free time, worth every bit of my vacation.
Grabbing tape I pasted the photos to the bit of room left on the wall, pictures of Misaki hung from the wall. Him cooking, sleeping, dressing, dancing in his room while singing, reading, playing with his turtle. Right the turtle, I need to go get it, he needs some company when I'm not here to be close to him. I had a spare key to his house, I have my ways.
Afterwards I downloaded the pictures into my Misaki file, and shut the door, locking it. I made my way to my room where I changed and got into bed. It was a day/night full of hard work, I deserve a nice long peaceful nap..
Shutting my eyes I quickly fell asleep, dreaming of the happy times I'll have with Misaki once he wakes up.
My sweet sweet Misaki, how happy we'll be together, together..
Just the 2 of us.
