After a while, Seiji was completely exhausted. Usagi pulled him close and ran his fingers through his hair, providing a calming effect. Soon, Seiji's eyes started to droop closed and he was fast asleep, laying against Usagi's chest.

As he looked down at him, Usagi no longer felt the full sting of when Misaki left him. True, it was heartbreaking, especially since they were dating, and had loved each other. However, since last night had occurred, Usagi realized that he had no reason to feel lonely. He did have Seiji after all. Looking down at the younger male, he wrapped his arms around him and closed his eyes, falling asleep as well.

…...

Seiji was now cooking dinner for Usagi and himself, since they had slept most of the day. Usagi had gotten a letter from his editor that explained how thrilled she was at how the new novel turned out. She expected that it would sell just as many as the old ones had, if not more. Usagi's mood had brightened considerably after seeing what she had to say. That being said, Seiji asked Usagi to go out and buy something to celebrate, because he didn't want to deal with an Usagi when he was that happy.

After Seiji set the meal on the table, he called Usagi to come in and eat. It was spaghetti, one of the things that Seiji was best at cooking. He would cook it normally if Misaki didn't have time to cook, which never usually occurred, so he supposed he would make it this time. As he and Usagi sat down and began to eat, they talked casually about random things and Usagi complimented him on the spaghetti, which Seiji was thrilled to hear.

Occasionally, Seiji glanced up to see Usagi giving him an intense stare. It wasn't a glare...it was more..seductive. To Seiji's knowledge, whenever you saw this look, it was trouble. He looked back down at his food, eating some more, hoping that the look that Usagi was sending his way would cease. However, when he looked up again, Usagi was still looking straight at him. Seiji glared at Usagi, wondering if he would ever stop his never ending ogling.

"Stop looking at me like that, Usagi-san!" he growled and Usagi's eyebrows raised, and he gained a look of amusement.

"What look am I giving you, Seiji?" he asked, a slight purr in his voice. A light blush settled over Seiji's skin and he crossed his arms, trying to give off a look of anger. Usagi chuckled, standing and coming over to where Seiji was sitting. Taking a hold of his chin, he forced Seiji to look at him, a smirk on his face.

"T-There you go again! Giving me that look again!" Seiji protested and Usagi hummed thoughtfully.

"I'll ask you again, Seiji. What look am I giving you?" Usagi asked and Seiji stared straight at him, determined to give him an answer to make him go away.

"That look where you make me feel like..." Seiji trailed off. Usagi had pulled Seiji into his lap, wrapping an arm around his waist, effectively keeping him there.

"Like what? Explain." Usagi demanded softly, nuzzling his nose into Seiji's neck. Seiji moaned softly as Usagi's hands began to sneak up his shirt again.

"Like...I'm your prey." Seiji bit out, and Usagi silenced him with a kiss.

"You're right. You're my prey...my helpless, willing, adorable, prey." Usagi said, pressing a kiss to his neck with each word. Seiji groaned, not this again!

"N-No, Usagi-san! Aikawa is coming over tonight!" he protested, pushing against Usagi's chest with his hands. Usagi simply grabbed his hands and continued what he was doing.

Seiji had one last resort to use against him.

"If you don't stop, I will lock myself in my room and I won't let you do anything for a week!" he threatened. Usagi paused briefly and Seiji thought that he had won. However, in the next few seconts, Usagi had pushed him so he was bent across the table, his hands still in Usagi's grasp.

Usagi leaned in next to his ear and began whispering silkily.

"You wouldn't dare. You and I both know you love my kisses...my touch...and all of the sensations that comes with it too much to even think about doing such a thing." his hand slipped under Seiji's shirt again, and were about to slip under the waistband of his jeans when the door opened, Aikawa stepping in excitedly. Usagi groaned, releasing Seiji, who quickly ran and escaped to his room. Usagi looked down the hall that he had escaped to.

"I'm not finished with you yet, Seiji." he mumbled, before greeting Aikawa.