I don't know what type of eating disorder Misaki should have so I'm giving him a little taste of almost everything... Sorry bout' that.

**WARNING: SLIGHT LANGUAGE**

Usamisaftw: Is it weird I found and stalked you on Tumblr. Psh, no.

AngelofAnarchy: Your self confidence is beautiful! I'm Hispanic too! ...half.

GothicNinjaKitty: I literally just used all my body info. Misaki and I are the same height, I don't know wtf you're supposed to weigh at 5'4.

USAGI POV

Misaki was in bed now, he threw up just minutes before. I wasn't expecting any of tonight's events... He was fine one moment and vomiting his guts out the next. It wasn't food poisoning, I'm perfectly fine. Whatever it was didn't matter at the moment, I sat with him all night, trying making his slumber as comfortable as possible.

...

I felt a stirring on top of my stomach. I opened my eyes and adjusted them to the bright room. I looked down and saw Misaki's sleeping face nuzzling into me. I gently raised my left hand and stroked his hair, the soft feeling of his chocolate locks caressed my finger tips. His eyes started to flutter open, his gorgeous green orbs looked straight into mine. I smiled softly at him and whispered hoarsely.

"Good morning, are you feeling better?"

He nodded his head with a yawn, once he appeared fully awake a look of disgust took over his tan features. He jolted up and continued to stumble off the bed and into the bathroom. Worried, I followed close behind. He whipped out his tooth brush and squeezed a more than generous amount of tooth paste on the synthetic bristles.

I chuckled softly into my hand and continued to watch him scrub his tongue as I leaned against the wall.

MISAKI POV

As soon as I opened my eyes a blurry Usagi-San was right in front of me. He gave me a gentle good morning before asking how I was feeling. I nodded, it wasn't like I was sick or anything... I brought it onto my self really. But I spoke too soon, nausea hit me once more as the taste of leftover acid emitted from my tongue.

Stumbling to the bathroom I brushed my teeth longer than needed, I could see Usagi chuckle from behind in the mirror. I was focused more on getting rid of this foul taste than his amusement right now. Once finished, I threw my tooth brush back in it's silver holder.

"Oh god... That was putrid." I muttered to no one in particular.

I looked back at the mirror in front of me and studied my reflection. Nothing has changed yet... Usagi-San's face suddenly came into focus in the mirror as well. He stared at me curiously as I eyeballed my entire upper half. I turned around to face him before weakly asking him to step out for a moment.

"Uhm... Usagi-San? Can I have just a minute alone in here, please?"

He observed me once more before nodding in defeat, he stepped out and closed the door behind him. Listening intently, I waited till I was sure he was gone. I opened the bottom sink cabinets and whipped out a clear glass scale.

115 lbs it read.. That meant nothing, it's all water weight that could be gained back from one small bowl of cereal. I sighed miserably and continued to stare down at the numbers on the little machine that controlled my life.

Stupid fucking fat piece of shit... A small voice in the back of my mind startled me.

You're worthless, you can't do anything right. And to top it off, you look like a monster. Look... Look in the mirror.

I obeyed the small voice and faced the mirror. Light but visible bags were starting to form under my eyes, my messy hair looked like a rats nest... My eyes trailed lower to my torso. My collarbones were pitiful, and my ribs couldn't be seen in the slightest. I turned my body to get a side view. My stomach wasn't flat, it stuck out near the bottom in a disgusting manner.

My emerald eyes started to glisten more and more every time I blinked. A sound was about to escape my throat before a knock was heard from the bathroom door.

"Misaki? You've been in there for a while now, is everything alright?"

Usagi's fearful voice was heard from behind the door. I picked up the scale and threw it back under the sink, I wiped my eyes and smacked my cheeks to waken me up.

Opening the closed door I was met with Usagi's concerned face. It made me happy but also upset that he was worried about me. I'm causing him trouble again...

I made my way through him and started to walk down the stairs. The sight I was met with made my stomach drop. Nothing was cleaned up last night, therefore plates and bowls full of cold food were still sitting on the table. The heavy smell of Japanese cuisine filled the whole bottom floor. I sighed heavily as I trudged down the steps. Today was clean up day, not what I was planning for my Sunday but I guess things change.

USAGI POV

I followed Misaki down the stairs, he froze mid step and observed his surroundings. I saw his shoulders slump with a sigh. I immediately felt bad for not cleaning up last night but I was too busy taking care of him. I watched him dig in a few bottom cabinets before he was equipped with gloves, bags, and spray. He looked like a super hero-maid hybrid of some sort.

I walked closer to him and repeated his actions, getting my own pair of gloves and a trash bag.

"What are you doing?" I heard his painfully obvious tired voice speak up. His eyes were staring at the plastic gloves I was pulling over my hands.

"I'm helping you clean up." I replied bored.

"Why? " he questioned, "It's my fault this place is a mess." He spoke as he started to throw away rotting food. I walked over and kissed him on the forehead before shoveling food into my bag as well. That was the only response I gave him.

MISAKI POV

I was partially happy to do this... It was early in the morning which meant breakfast time. Exposing your self to repulsive things can cause a loss of appetite, hopefully this was a good excuse to skip breakfast.

...

The first floor was now spotless, I'm sure Usagi-San cut the time in half by helping. Which I was actually very grateful for. Washing my hands hard, I started to prepare breakfast for Usagi. I was only making a simple bowl of rice with eggs on the side.

I sat out his breakfast on the table and motioned for him to sit down. His eyes glanced from his side of the table to mine.

"You're not eating?" He asked.

"Cleaning made me lose my appetite. I'll eat later, don't worry."

"As long as you eat something." He smiled, making my heart flutter.

Don't kid yourself... He's lying to you. He'd rather you starve to death, face the facts. If you eat today you'll become fat. Your precious Usagi-San would hate you even more if you somehow became even more repulsive than you already are. I'm the only one who can save you, Misaki... Listen to me and only me.

The voice wouldn't shut up, it hurt.