I hope Sumi's character isn't too crazy in this one. Oh, and I realized that in Usagi's perspective he probably wouldn't be described by his nickname all the time, but I didn't want to change it. Less confusing that way, I think...anyway, Enjoy~
Chapter 4 (Usagi)
Usagi waited at home for an hour before realizing something was really wrong. His little nap ended up being a very long sleep making him not
only behind in work, but also miss "Misaki pickup time". So, he had waited for the boy to come home like usual (this wasn't the first time he had
missed it; Misaki would just walk). He never came.
He had woken up about a half hour after Misaki usually got out of classes; he had searched the apartment but found no sign that Misaki had
been home at all. It worried him right off. Immediately turning to the phone, he tried Misaki's cell phone ready to find Misaki either with his friends,
studying (though that was a stretch for Misaki), or maybe just caught at a busy store. Instead he heard a ringing in Misaki's bedroom.
"That idiot left his phone here," Usagi sighed in small annoyance at Misaki's forgetfulness.
After so much time waiting he started feeling very anxious. Misaki wasn't like this; he would sometimes go out with friends but he would call...he
didn't have his cell phone, but he would have found a way to call by now. Usagi couldn't think of who to call to try and find him, the school wouldn't go
searching for a student on a whim, he didn't have a usual place for hanging out; Usagi suddenly felt a bit guilty for not knowing any of the people
Misaki talked to every day. He could be anywhere.
Usagi sighed and put out the cigarette he had lit to calm himself down. It had hung off his lips with little attention as Usagi thought and stared
at the door. He leaned back against the couch and locked his fingers in his hair, shutting his eyes in frustration.
This had only really happened once before and that was because Misaki was with Sumi for the school festival.
'...!'
Usagi bolted upright at the thought of Sumi. He grabbed Misaki's cell phone and found Sumi's number. He paused a moment, desperately not
wanting to talk to the brat, but also desperately wanting to find Misaki. He hit call.
There were a few rings before a click on the other end.
"Hello?" A voice said on the other end of the retriever.
Usagi knew it was Sumi's voice, just hearing it made him angry. Even the greeting the brat gave sounded smug.
"Have you seen Misaki?" Usagi asked immediately.
"Oh, hello to you too, Usami-sensei. How are you? Ready to confess your love to me?" Sumi chuckled.
Usagi grimaced and had to take a moment to swallow his anger before continuing.
"Have. you. seen. Misaki?"
"I might have."
"Where is he?"
Usagi tried to contain his urgency and impatience, but it didn't seem to work. Sumi hummed a small laugh again.
"Hmmm, where did I see Misaki-kun? Hmmm~" he taunted.
Usagi was losing his patience completely now. It was obvious the brat knew where Misaki was; he was just playing keep away. It both pissed
him off and worried him all the more.
"Stop with the game; just tell me where Misaki is. Is he with you?" Usagi growled.
"Me? Oh no, he hasn't been to my house in months, but you're welcome to come over and check," Sumi continued, "I'll tell you, Usami-sensei,
but I think I deserve a little something for the help."
Usagi's stomach lurching. He had a feeling it would be like this, but severely hope it wouldn't. Sumi knew where Misaki was, but...
"I'd decide quickly if I were you. Who know? Misaki could be in danger, you know," Sumi said.
Usagi sighed, feeling a little sick, "...what do you want?"