Finally got this done! I really didn't realize this would end up being so many chapters, I hope its not too much. Anyway, after this chapter is where it starts to get intense and might have more Mature stuff in it (hence why I put it in the M section, sorry its taking so long to get to it ^^"

Chapter 9 (Usagi)

Usagi felt sick.

The sun had just set on the city as Usagi made his way towards Sumi's house, and with each passing moment his chest tightened. Feeling trapped and lost was not something Usagi was used to.

As he stopped at a street light he reached for his phone and gave the apartment one final call, hoping Misaki would pick up and all this could be over. Though after a few second of listening to the continuous beeps, he threw it over on his empty passenger's seat. It was hard to think that Misaki wasn't at home, he was always home at this time of night...Usagi's hand absentmindedly ran through his hair, and he noticed his fingers shaking slightly against his skull. He quickly returned the hand to the steering wheel and sighed.

'Where could he be?' Usagi thought.

He hadn't noticed the light changed until there was a small honk behind him, and he drove on.

It was all just too much. This wasn't like when Misaki had gone home to his brother, it had hurt but he at least knew where Misaki was. He knew he was safe.

But this time: he didn't know. And more crushing than the panic of not knowing, was the horrible guilt that kept resurfacing. After all, none of this would had happened if he had just been there to pick Misaki up.

He felt his hands shaking again.

'Damnit.'

Grabbing his lighter, he lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply.

He tried to focus on driving, but only reminded himself of where he was going, and what he was going to do. Sumi's voice rang through his head.

'I'll tell you where Misaki is, or at least where I last saw him, if you give me a night with your body.'

Usagi clenched the steering wheel till his knuckles turned white. It was a sick trick that kid was playing, and what was worse: there was nothing Usagi could do against it. If Sumi was the only one who had information, Usagi had to submit. Even if he knew nothing, Usagi had no other options but wait the night and then file a missing person report, but by that time Misaki could be...

He pulled up to Sumi's house to find the brat leaning against the open door.

He inhaled another long puff of his cigarette and stubbed it out. The nicotine did nothing.

"Misaki," he repeated as he forced himself out of the car.

'I will do anything to find you.'

He walked up towards the door, trying to keep the calm in his eyes, and looked at the arrogant college student in front of him. There was a smirk painted on his face that made Usagi stop for a second before reaching the door.

"Glad to see you, Usami-sensei. Lets go inside."

He felt his chest tighten again and said nothing.

For one of the first times in his life, Usagi felt truly scared.