Disclaimer: I'm too tired and utterly annoyed with speaker phones to argue so I own nothing.

Misaki: Now, see? Was that so hard?

Chey: Unbearably. Do you want me to actually write now or can I go watch Stargate SG-1?

Misaki: *rolling eyes* Let's get it over with.

Romantica Act Five Part One (And so we begin again)

Akihiko was just thinking about sleeping in since it was summer break and he didn't have school when he felt a damp, warm pressure on his stomach. His eyes opened and he looked down at the slim brunet crouched over his legs with his tongue swirling around the student's belly button.

"Must you do that?" Akihiko asked, feeling strange tendrils of heat spiraling from that area.

"Why not? It's not as if you'll be late for school because of it."

"But it's weird," Akihiko said bluntly.

Misaki shrugged, his eyes going dull. "Fair enough." He slid off. "But you were the one who was just lying there moaning, like an open invitation."

"My apologies. It was unintended."

"I see. Well, perhaps I should ask your body if it really was unintentional." Misaki's eyes turned lusty as he bent forward again.

"Enough please. I'm hungry."

…

"I want to go on a trip this summer," Misaki said suddenly as he cooked food and scribbled in his notebook, all at the same time. "With you."

Akihiko looked at him, his eyes impassive. "I was going to spend time with some friends this summer, possibly work."

"Oh, come on, it'll be fun." Misaki picked up a piece of meat to check it. "It'll be like a birthday gift if you come."

Akihiko stiffened. "Your birthday?" he asked in surprise.

"Yup." Misaki smiled brightly.

Akihiko was starting to consider when the phone rang. He got up and answered it. "Hello? Niisan. Why are you calling?"

"I wish to speak to—"

The phone was ripped out of Akihiko's hand by Misaki. "Haruhiko," Misaki started. "It's Misaki. How are you?"

"I'm fine. Why is Akihiko at home?"

"Summer break." Akihiko shrugged and walked away from the phone, thinking he could get some coffee. Therefore he missed Misaki's green eyes going wide with shock. He did here the mild shock in the older man's voice when he said, "Seriously? Well that's foolish on their parts. When?" He paused then said, "Akihiko, can you go clean or something? I need to speak with Haruhiko alone?"

"Whatever," Akihiko said with a shrug.

"Haruhiko," Misaki began in a muted voice. "Are you sure about that? You've just gotten married. I'm perfectly fine looking after your brother."

"Misaki, I know that's a generous offer but I've always had to watch him. Not having him around is…I miss him. He belongs with us."

"Fair enough."

After Misaki hung up, he looked around to find Akihiko gone. He wasn't in the kitchen or the bathroom. He headed upstairs and found the student on the floor of the balcony. "What are you doing?"

"Convalescing." He reached out and grabbed Misaki's ankle playfully. "You were talking to my brother for forever."

Akihiko was surprised when Misaki pulled his ankle from his grasp. "Your brother's coming home."

"He's hardly even begun work in Osaka and he's already taking vacation time?"

"No, he's been transferred back. Haruhiko wants you to come visit since this will be your last chance to stay with him in Osaka. He's already got your ticket paid for so you just have to pick it up."

"I suppose I'll go there for break then." Akihiko got to his feet and loomed over the older man. "Are you alright?"

"Haruhiko…he says he wants you to live with him again." The words were completely inflectionless.

Akihiko looked surprised. "But that's just silly. I mean, he's married now."

"He wants you there more than he cares about things like honeymoon phases, I suppose."

"Jeez, that's so like him," Akihiko muttered. "He shouldn't be putting me over his wife." He squared off his shoulders, making up his mind. "Something I will tell him when I get to Osaka."

Misaki looked mildly perplexed. "But he's your brother."

He frowned. "Exactly. He is my brother, not my father. I don't have to live with him. Moreover, I have no intension of sitting around in my brother's house while he makes a new life. I mean," he looked at Misaki's tightly controlled expression, "as much as I want to be part of some sort of happy family but y own, not Haru-nii's."

Misaki watched him carefully. "Perhaps it really is better that you go back to the family you have."

"Family I have?" Akihiko asked. "I have family. I have a father, I have my brother. I can go see them when I want—if I want. But what do you have?"

Misaki's green eyes looked impassive, a stranger look than the controlled one and almost unbelievable compared to his usual buoyant expression.

"I mean," Akihiko went on, "do you have anyone?"

Misaki shrugged Then he turned his back and started down the stairs. "Think about it. Go see Haruhiko. You might, "he paused and Akihiko thought he saw the slightest tremble in the slimmer man's shoulders, "change your mind."

Akihiko stared at him for a moment, almost shocked. What the hell did that mean? He wondered. Did it mean that he wasn't welcome anymore? Akihiko leapt down the steps and grabbed Misaki roughly by the shoulders, turning him back. He kissed Misaki furiously, prodding his mouth open and forcing his tongue inside. When he didn't react, Akihiko pulled back.

He stared. Misaki's eyes were dead. Their vibrant emerald green was reduced to a duller, hazy jade. "It's better if you stay with your family," he said emptily.

Akihiko's lips worked before he got his face under control. "Fine." He released Misaki. "I'll leave as soon as I can." He huffed and stormed back up the stairs.

"Usagi," Misaki called, using the nickname.

Akihiko ignored him and just went to his room to start packing.

To be continued…

Chey: Yay, end of part one. Now we get to the Osaka arc.

Misaki: Oh good, more emotional torture.

Akihiko: Must you continue with this nonsense?

Chey: Uhh…let me think about this for a minute…Yes.

Now then, please review and I will love you forever!

~CheyanneChika