((-snicker- I have been calling him Usagi in both your RP and your sister's. -bonks self on head- I can type it that way for now on)).

Usami was a little taken aback by Misaki's bluntness. It had been rather rude. He cleared his throat before saying,"Very well. I understand that you want to have fun, but remember you got into Mitsuhashi University on the wait list. They can still expel you if your grades slack at all. I don't want that to happen to you and neither does Takahiro. Besides, if you have the time to have fun with your friends that also means that you have time to find yourself a job as well. Jobs build character. I will see you when you get home." Usami was done talking and he waited on the other end to see what Misaki would say back.

Misaki frowned, knowing that Usagi had a point. He really couldn't afford to be slacking off now. There was no way he could get kicked out of school and disappoint Takahiro. "... I guess I should go home now then. I have homework I need to do." he said after a long moment of silence. He didn't want to leave yet since he was having so much fun. But he couldn't risk having his grades drop.

Sumi looked at the brunette with a slight glare. He knew darn well what the phone call had been about. It must have been from Usami-sensei. He softened his glare though since it wasn't Misaki's fault that Usami-sensei was such a tyrant. He smiled at Misaki and said[B],"That's too bad. Maybe some other time we can do this again, or go somewhere else and have some fun as a group or alone." Sumi stood up and hugged Misaki before he left.

Usami couldn't even believe that he had just done that. He had gotten mad at the one person that he had wanted to show love to. Digging around the pile of things on the table near the couch he found a pack of cigarettes, an empty pack of cigarettes. He crushed it in his hand as he let out an exasperated sigh as he got up, got his coat and keys, got his shoes on, and left to go to the drug store. Misaki wasn't due back at the condo at least for another 30 minutes. He needed cigarettes and he needed them now. He was going to prove once and for all that Usami didn't share things that belonged to him with others.

Misaki nodded, glad that Sumi wouldn't mind if they hung out again. He smiled lightly, but left the Karaoke Bar, not wanting to be left alone with Sumi's friends. Since he didn't think to ask for a ride, he had to walk back to the condo. Not that he minded. He enjoyed the open air. He ran a hand through his hair before shoving them into his pockets as he headed down the street. His mind was focused on what he would make for dinner when he got home, barely aware of the people he was passing.

Usami made his way to the drugstore to go and buy his cigarettes. He left again to go back to the condo as he took a cigarette out of the pack and lit it as he took a long drag in letting the smoke stay in his mouth for a little longer than normal. He expelled the smoke as he watched the smoke lazily float upwards. He decided that he would head back to the condo where he would have a chat with Misaki, and then he would plan accordingly from there.

Misaki had to stop at yet another bookstore, distracted by the manga it displayed in its window. He bit his lip, deliberating whether or not he should go in. After standing there for about five minutes, he shook his head. He didn't have enough money on him. So he sighed and headed back to the condo. But he wasn't in too big of a hurry to get back, so he took the long way home. Resulting in him getting there about 20 minutes later. "Usagi-san. I'm back!" he called, wondering if he was even there.

Usagi got home well before Misaki did as he walked into the condo as he took his shoes off. He paced around not knowing what to say to the brunette when he got home. Nor could he distract himself with writing anymore manuscripts. He had miraculously caught up on all of them to the point that Aikawa-san had yelled at him because he was going to fast and giving her too much to do at the same time. He sat down on the couch as he finished his cigarette and then placed the butt of it into the ash tray as he went to lay down. He closed his eyes.

He heard the sound Misaki's voice come drifting into the condo, but he didn't pay it any mind as he pretended to be asleep.

Misaki slipped his shoes off at the door and looked around, wondering where Usagi was. He seen him on the couch with his eyes closed and he regretted the fact that he said something. He bit his lip for a second before grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around the older man before heading into the kitchen. Since he couldn't cook anything now, he just poured himself a glass of juice.

Usami cracked an eye open as he found himself wrapped in a warm blanket. Maybe he wasn't going to say anything the brunette that was here now. He shook his head as he knew that this was something that he could no longer wait on doing. Getting himself into a sitting position he looked over to see Misaki by the kitchen with a glass of juice. "Misaki," said Usagi as he looked at him from the corner of his eye. "Can you come and sit next to me. We have to talk about something."

Misaki was silent for a second, worried that he had woken Usagi up. He was afraid he was going to get scolded and he set his glass on the counter and slowly made his way to sit on the couch. He made sure to sit a good distance away from him, just in case and mentally prepared himself for the scolded. "Is something wrong?" he asked.

Usami looked at the way that Misaki sat down on the couch next to him and frowned. The brunette looked so tense. "Well first off you can relax," said Usami as he looked at Misaki. "and second." He stood up letting the blanket fall to his feet to pool there as he stood in front of Misaki and leaned forward pinning the brunette to do the couch as he kissed him deeply.

Misaki nodded and managed to relax some, curious as to what was going to be said. But he instantly tensed up when he was suddenly kissed by Usagi. His heart stopped in his chest for a moment before kicking into overdrive. A blush spread quickly across his face as he tried desperately to get the older man off of him, to no avail. He needed to get him off. His willpower to resist him was faltering quickly and he couldn't let that happen.

Usami smiled when he saw the brunette was first struggling against him, but then he felt the other male's resistance falter and stop almost all together. He smiled again as he pushed the brunette harder into the couch as he allowed his hands to roam over the brunette's chest and shoulders.

The blush on Misaki's face darkened. His heart was pounding loudly in his ears and he really needed to breathe. But he didn't have the strength to push him away. The brunette pushed feebly on the older man's chest, starting to grow light-headed.

Usami noticed that the brunette in front of him needed a chance to breath so he broke away from him and then began to suck on the other's neck as he sat down on the couch again. He grabbed Misaki by the shoulder and moved him so that he was sitting on his lap.

Misaki was glad when Usagi had moved away. He inhaled as much air as he could, still feeling light-headed. His hands were still resting gently on the older man's chest and the blush was still dark on his face. "W-what was that for?" he muttered, his attention directed away from Usagi.

Usami snuggled his face into the back of the other male's neck as he inhaled deeply taking in the scent that was uniquely Misaki. Breaking away from the brunette he said,"Don't you get it. Sumi wants you. He is trying to take you away from me." He knew that he was being childish, but he wanted to love Misaki and he wanted Misaki to love him as well.

Misaki shook his head slowly. "You're wrong. Sumi-sempai isn't trying to take me away from anybody." he said. Sumi didn't seem like that type of person to do that type of thing. The brunette leaned away from Usagi, not liking the way his heart was racing because of the close proximity.

Usami shook his head as he glared at the brunette that was in front of him as he stood up as he got in front of the brunette so he would not be able to get up and leave. "Are you that blind!?" he hissed as he looked at Misaki. "How can you be so blind? Blind to the fact that he wants you and that I am..." he paused as he cleared his throat. "I am in love with you." He hated admitting to the brunette that he was in love with him, but then again this was the only way that he was going to be able to make sense to Misaki.

Misaki flinched at the sight of Usagi's glare, but he returned it, wanting to go up to his room. But to his dismay, a few tears formed in his eyes and he hoped the older man wouldn't notice. "You're the one who's blind." he said, crossing his arms angrily. "You were in love with my brother for 15 years, but suddenly you love me? It's not possible. You're just using me as a substitute for him."

Usami, at the chagrin of Misaki trying to hide them, saw the other male in front of him begin to cry. His heard ached for the brunette. A substitute? Was this what he thought!? Usami continued to glare at the other male and then he said,"I never saw you as a substitute. That night when we went to your brother's house for his party you were the only one that saw through my facade. You. Someone that I barely knew. Someone that might have been a complete stranger to me, could read me like a highlighted book. That was when I decided that you were right for me, and your brother wasn't." Usami sat down on the couch again as he took the brunette's body and wrapped the other in an embracing hug.

Misaki didn't like how Usagi was glaring at him like he did something wrong. He heard what the older man was saying and he really did want to believe that they were true. He didn't like being compared to his brother, which was quite often, and he always felt that Usagi wouldn't do that. But he was finding it difficult to believe him. When the brunette was hugged, he slowly, hesitantly returned the hug. A few tears slid down his face, despite his best effort to keep them in.

Usami heard the brunette begin to cry as he hugged him more as he whispered,"Don't worry. I will never compare you to him. I never did and I never will," into Misaki's ear as he kissed the shell of it and then rocked the brunette back and forth to try and soothe the other male. He wasn't really used to this kind of stuff, but he knew that this was probably the right thing to do.

Misaki couldn't believe he was actually crying in front of Usagi yet again. The first time was embarrassing enough, but he just had to go and do it again. The brunette really needed to stop getting his emotions caught up in things like this. Yet he couldn't seem to make the tears stop. But thankfully he managed to get it to stop, after taking quite a lot of deep breaths. He pulled back away from Usagi and smiled apologetically at him, wiping his eyes. "I'm sorry... You probably think I'm an idiot now." he said, a faint trace of a blush on his face from his embarrassment.

Usami shook his head as he looked at th brunette that was in front of him. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," said Usami as he kissed Misaki again. He continued to rock the brunette back and forth as he leaned into the brunette's body and pulled him against himself as he leaned backwards so that Misaki was laying on the other male.