I went back and read previous chapters... God dang I didn't know I had so many typos! I always read through each chapter once I'm done...

NOWAKI POV

Misaki... I sighed.

I walked out of the bathroom and into the hallway. I didn't want to interrupt their moment so I kept quiet at a distance. Usami-Sensei held Misaki-Kun while whispering things I couldn't quite hear into the boys ear. After awhile, Misaki attempted to break free of the tight grasp.

"Usagi-San... Let go now, please." Misaki whined.

With a sigh, Usami let go with unwilling arms. The man stared down at him before turned sideways and pointing to me.

"Oh... This is Nowaki-San. He's just going to check on you to make sure everything is okay."

I smiled with a nod at Misaki, but I was met with the look of pure hatred and hurt. He whipped his head back towards Usami. His face grew red and his fist clenched. He stuck his finger in the older males face and exploded into words.

"I told you I was fine! Do you not trust me at all!? I thought we've been together long enough to have absolute trust in each other?! I guess that only applies to me! I'm going to do my homework, DON'T bother me!"

With a scoff, Misaki stomped away into another room that I presumed to be his bedroom. Tears were glossing over his eyes as he shuffled. The door slammed shut, with a single shout coming from behind it. I looked back at Usami, he looked surprised and hurt at the same time. His hands were clenched tightly into fist before he sighed, causing them to relax at his sides.

"...Usami-Sens-"

"-Is there something I'm doing wrong...?" He cut me off.

"He never lashes out at me like that. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, Nowaki?"

I flicked my head towards the down stairs, motioning that it would be better to talk there. He understood what I meant and made his way down the stairs. Once on the bottom floor he collapsed backwards onto the maroon couch with a sigh.

Sitting on the opposite couch I began explaining. "Stress can make someone irritable, and from the looks of Misaki-Kun, he seems to be in tremendous amounts of stress. I can't answer the question you first wanted without asking him a few things first, but I recommend taking it easy on him for a while. I think you should go in there later and apologize too, just to make him feel a little bit better."

Usami nodded every few seconds, looking defeated. It seems Misaki's behavior was taking a toll on him as well.

"Well... Thanks, Nowaki. I'm sorry you couldn't do much, today probably wasn't the greatest idea."

I gave him a gentle smile as I rose to my feet. I started to gather my belongings scattered across the floor from earlier. "If you need any more help you know where to find me." I spoke up before walking out the door.

USAGI POV

I watched Nowaki walk out the door with an face that expressed his pity for me. I spread out on the couch and closed my eyes. When they opened again they trailed over to the clock sitting next to the phone. It's been 10 minutes since Misaki's outburst, it was about time to apologize.

With a kick of my leg, I hoisted myself into a sitting position before rising on to my feet. I walked up the stairs silently and stood in front of Misaki's door. I raised my fist preparing to knock before I heard a sharp intake of breath come from behind the door. My heart clenched and my stomach dropped instantly knowing that my little Misaki was crying.

I opened the door slowly and was met with one of the saddest sights I've seen in a long time. Misaki was sitting at his desk. Both of his hands were cupping his mouth, trying to muffle the wrecked sobs that left him. His eyes were clenched shut, endless tears were pouring out of them. He shook his head from side to side as if telling himself that this wasn't okay.

Before my mind started to come to, I ran over to Misaki and grabbed him. Pulling him out of the chair and into my chest. He didn't complain or argue with me, if anything he cried louder as I held him. I rubbed soothing circles on his back and kissed the top of his head repeatedly. His arms wrapped around my torso tightly. I tangled my fingers into his chocolate colored hair before I felt an unfamiliar wetness travel down my cheeks. The tears slid down until they dropped off my chin and onto Misaki. He looked up at me with green eyes over flowing with tears.

He cried harder as his lithe fingers came up to face. His thumb wiped away the wetness that spilled from my eyes. I watched him closely as my frown started to quiver. He didn't speak but he mouthed words to me breathily.

Don't cry, Usagi-San.