Okay, so I was listening to my radio, and suddenly my favorite song comes on, which is really weird. It's really weird because I'm listening to this one station I only chose because it's my nickname (104.5 the Kat, or something close to that).

Anyway, so 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfield comes on (ironic that it's my favorite song really, since it's the only song of hers I like), and I suddenly got into a writing mood, so I'm not doing what I've been putting off all weekend: writing this.

So yeah.

Currently listening to 'Little Wonders' by Rob Thomas, and I just finished reading the book 'Looking For Alaska' by John Green. It's a pretty good book actually. Going to read 'An Abundance Of Catherines' by him next, because I wanna see if it was a fluke book or if he really is a good author.

Moving on.

Hope you all like this, and please don't get too angry if it's not that good. This is the second hardest part for me to write, so keep that in mind. But hey, at least the ending of this part was somewhat easy.

Enjoy, as always.


Akihiko looked up, startled, as Misaki slammed down his practice exam on the desk in front of him. "How's that?" he said confidently. "A C score! Amazing! If I put forth the effort, I can make it easily!"

Though Akihiko could only see the back of the youth's head, he could hear the smile in his voice, causing his mouth to mirror the movement. "Don't get too excited," he chided playfully. It was a much better score than what Misaki had come to him with, but it was still not enough to get into M University.

"Anyway," Misaki continued, interrupting Akihiko's musings, "these are my true abilities!"

Akihiko chuckled inwardly. If those are his real abilities, we're going to need to work a lot harder.

"But," he continued his musings aloud, "Takahiro must be really happy! I want you to pass so I can see his happy smile!"

Misaki turned slightly towards Akihiko, and their eyes met.

He looks almost... angry. But there was no reason for him to be so. Curious.

"Usagi-chan-sensei... do you really like my brother that much?"

Ah. So that's what was bothering him.

Akihiko walked to the couch beside him and sat down heavily. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" he questioned. As far as he remembered, the teen was strongly against his feelings for Takahiro.

Misaki blushed slightly. "I'm asking if you really like him that much," he said angrily, looking away.

Is he worried that I might jump Takahiro or something?

Akihiko sighed inwardly, taking a long drag on his cigarette. "Relax," he reassured the brat. "It's all one-sided." Ignoring the twinge in his chest at the thought of his hopeless situation, he continued. "That stuff in the novel was all made up by me."

If only it were true. But no, he would respect Takahiro's wishes, no matter how much it hurt him to do so.

Misaki turned around again. "But!..." Grimacing, the teen looked away again. "Doesn't my brother already have a girlfriend?" he asked sullenly.

Akihiko smiled painfully as memories rose to the surface in his mind. "I know," he replied wistfully, and in those two simple words were oceans of pain and sadness. "But," he continued, "to be able to stay beside a loved one is the special privilege of a friend."

Misaki glanced at him, confused. "But if you really like him, don't you wish to become his lover?"

Akihiko chuckled wistfully at the teen's optimistic view on love.

The love I know is so much darker and twisted.

"You're still young," he smiled sadly, looking down to the floor as he tried to put his conovluted emotions into words, without starting an arguement. "Since I care... so much for him, I don't want to be hated by him." That summed it up briefly, but there was so much more to it than that.

I would never do anything he didn't want. Takahiro is... so precious. But he would never let this be spoken aloud. He didn't want to be understood by anyone other than Takahiro.

He is the only one I will remain loyal to, no matter how badly I am treated by him.

"But isn't that too boring?" Misaki's voice was quiet, almost as if he were talking to himself; Akihiko's head jerked up in surprise at the words, and he saw the teen's back turned, hunched over his work and studiously ignoring everything else.

His feelings weren't simple, and they weren't easily acknowledged.

I know this is true. I've confirmed it so many times throughout my life. And yet...

And yet, he felt as if this small brat, so many years younger than him, had understood and had grudgingly accepted, even if only a little.

It was only a thought, but the thought led to new, unexplored ideas, ideas that were frightening in their intensity.

He continued gazing at Misaki's small form intently as two words continued to reverberate in his mind.

What if?


Listening to 'Wish You Were Here' by Pink Floyd right now... It actually fits Akihiko a bit...

Scary.

Anyway, sorry it took me so long to write this, but I've got a lot on my plate right now, and between running errands and writing my book, I've been very lazy about writing this. Sorry again.

Also, I reiterate: If you want me to write another chapter from Akihiko's point of view, then tell me which chapter, and if possible, give me a link to the first page of the chapter via MangaFox.

P.S.: Now that I think about it, 'Savin' Me' by Nickleback kinda fits Akihiko as well... kinda cool.

Thanks for reading, as always.

Evermore,

Kat