Akihiko Usami smirks as he sees Misaki trying to cook in the kitchen. He sits down at the table and opens up his newspaper, pretending to read it.

He is so cute when he is cooking, he is so cute all the time. So yummy. That smile of his, the way that he tries to please everyone, it makes him so desirable. If only I could get him to see that he loves me.

Usagi puts down his newspaper on the table and quietly walks over to Misaki, wrapping his arms around him in a backwards hug.

Misaki had been planning on making a chicken stir-fry for dinner. But he had been so absorbed in chopping up the peppers that he didn't hear Usagi walk up behind him. He froze for a second as his chopping slowly came to a stop. He forced his body to relax though, not wanting Usagi to see that he had startled him.

"Usagi-san. What're you doing?" he asked, keeping his voice casual as he started chopping the peppers again.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm giving you a hug while you are cooking. I'm showing you I care and taking a peek at how you are doing. Is this too distracting? I'll hold you like this after you are done cooking."

Usagi loosens his hold on Misagi but doesn't let go, not willing to let go unless the boy actually asks it of him, and only reluctantly at that. The food smells so good that he starts to get a little impatient.

"When will you be done? It smells good, I'm hungry from working all day."

Misaki finished chopping up the peppers and dropped them in the skillet. "It's a little distracting." he said, knowing that if Usagi didn't back up soon that his heart was going to start racing. It was taking all his willpower to keep it even.

"The food will be done in 10 minutes. It'll be done sooner if you let go of me." he said. That was true. He'd be able to move around better in the kitchen if Usagi goes into the other room.

With a sigh, Usagi untangles himself from Misaki and backs up a few feet. He smiles and says,
"Very well, for the sake of the food preparation, I will go sit down at the table. But I'm not happy about it."
Usagi slowly walks back to the table, often glancing over his shoulder at Misaki who seemed unaware of anything but the cooking.
He really seemed flustered by me holding him, I wonder how flustered he'd get if I did anything more. Perhaps after eating...
Usagi sits down at the table and outright stares into the kitchen, having no distraction to preoccupy himself with.

Misaki was relieved when Usagi left the kitchen. It allowed him to focus on the cooking and the food got done faster than he estimated. But the whole time he could feel Usagi watching him. He didn't let it show on his face though as he put the food on the plates and carried them to the table. "Dinner is served." he said, quite proud of his meal. He hoped Usagi would like it.

Usagi smiled as he saw the food that was placed in front of him, picked up his silverware and grunted as he dug into the food. In the course of just a few minutes, Usagi ate the majority of the food.
"Mmm good," he said in between bites, "Very good. Make this again."
When he finished his plate of food, he looked over at Misaki and smirked.
"So, what shall we do now? Should I keep my promise from before dinner? The dishes can wait."

Misaki smiled lightly as he watched Usagi eat for a few seconds. He was glad that he seemed to enjoy the meal. He started eating as well. He nodded when he was halfway done. "Alright. I'll make it again." he said, taking a drink from his cup before he continued eating. It wasn't long before he finished his meal.
He raised an eyebrow lightly. "Promise? I don't remember you making any promises."

"You don't remember? Then I shall remind you"
Usagi walked up behind Misaki and pulls him close, holding him tightly and whispers in his ear, "This. That we would continue this. You know you like it."
His mouth lingers near Misaki's ear waiting for him to respond. His thoughts were about much more dirty things than such an innocent hug, but for now, he will wait.

Misaki couldn't stop a blush fom forming on his face. He felt his heartrate speed up. It took all his willpower to make the blush vanish before Usagi noticed it.
He put his hands on Usagi's chest and pushed at him to get him away from him. "Who said I liked it?" he asked.

Usagi instantly smiled. He backed away from Misaki but said,"That blush you are trying to hide, that says you like it."
He laughed a little and said, "You aren't ready yet? You still need more time?"
He goes over to the couch and holds onto one of his huge teddy bears, "I shall just hug this teddy bear, look at you and get more ideas for my boy's love novels. I have had such great inspiration since you have come into my life."
He knew that it was a mere matter of moments until his statement was contested by his young friend.

Misaki twitched lightly when he heard that he was being used for Usagi's perverted boy's love books. "I don't want to be your inspiration for your perverted books." he said, grabbing their plates and taking them into the kitchen. He turned the faucet on and started washing the dishes, planning on just getting them done with and out of the way.

"Oh," says Usagi while laughing gently, "but you are the best inspiration I have ever had. I can't just not write about you. It makes me money. Would it make you feel better if I used some of the profits to buy you presents? Perhaps some boxers with hearts on them?"
Usagi starts laughing even harder than before, somehow still keeping it in a very low register. He just loved playing with Misaki's head, always had since the first time that he spent any amount of time with him. He quickly left the room before he forgot the lovely scene that could have occurred in the kitchen if he had his way.

Misaki sighed, knowing nothing he said was going to make a difference. "No! I don't want you buying me anything!" he called, hearing Usagi leave the other room. He hated having things bought for him if he didn't have any way to repay the person who gave him the gift.
He was going to get a job to help pay for things. But until then, he didn't want Usagi buying him anything.
He finished the dishes quickly and put them away.

When Usagi was hit with inspiration, he often would sit for hours at a time writing away and nothing anyone would do could bother him. Tonight was one of those nights. By desk light, he sat and wrote out several chapters of his latest bl story. It took place in the kitchen, then on...err...at the table, taken into the living room. It got stuck when it was time to retire to the bedroom though, for two reasons. First off, they hadn't taken it there yet and second off, while trying to think up the plot, he fell asleep with his head on the desk, light on and all. A few minutes later, he was snoring.

Misaki went about his chores, straightening up the house. He made sure everything was clean and went upstairs to check on Usagi. He opened the door to his office quietly. He seen that Usagi was alseep and went quietly and cautiously into the office to see what he's written down so far. He only read a few seconds before his eye twitched. It took everything he had not to start yelling at the perverted man. Instead, he turned and walked from the office, extremely ticked off. Why did Usagi have to write books about him when he specifically said he didn't want him to. He sighed before heading to his room, ready to head to bed for the night.

In the middle of the night, Usagi woke up with a stiff back from sleeping in his chair-again. He trudged to the bedrooms, peeking in on Misaki. He saw that the boy was sleeping and stood there for a few minutes watching the boy sleeping. He somehow resisted the urge to molest him in his sleep and instead just covered him up with a blanket because he had kicked it off sometime earlier in the night.
He went to his own bed, leaving the door open so he could hear when Misaki got up in the morning. Again he tried to go to sleep, this time in his own bed, but found he could not sleep for some reason. His thoughts remained on Misaki for nearly an hour before the happy thoughts helped him drift to sleep.

Misaki woke early in the morning. He looked at the blanket, confused for a second. He normally just kicks it off in his sleep. So how did it get back on him? He was too tired to think about it right now, so he got out of bed and got dressed. He walked quietly down the hall to the kitchen so he could start breakfast and have it done before Usagi woke up.

The smell of breakfast always woke Usagi up in the morning. He was disappointed that he did not wake up as soon as Misaki went past his door, but he was a heavy sleeper and food was one of the only things that woke him up quite so easily. Groggy, Usagi threw on some clothes that looked clean, splashed some water on his face and headed to the kitchen.

"Mmm that's smells good. What kind of meat is that I smell?" Usagi wanders into the kitchen to look in the frying pan and tussles Misaki's hair then goes to sit down at the kitchen table after pouring himself some coffee.

"I was thinking after breakfast we could go into the city. I need to go to the store and would like company."

Misaki didn't glance up from his cooking when Usagi came into the room. "I'm making bacon and eggs." he said, leaning away from Usagi when he tussled his hair. "I hope you don't mind." he said, finishing up the last piece of bacon. He split the food onto two plates before bringing them over to the table. He got himself a glass of juice before taking his seat. He thought for a few seconds as he took a bite. "Alright. That sounds good to me." he said.

"Mm, bacon and eggs, my favorite!" Usagi noticed that Misaki did not directly complain when he tussled his hair, so he saved that thought in his mind to do it again another time. Besides, it felt good to have Misaki's hair between his fingers.
Usagi ate his food a little too fast but managed to stop when he heard Misaki say he would go into the city with him.
"Great! We will shop for food and go to the bookstore and then we shall go out to lunch at a cute little restaurant!"
Usagi went back to chewing his food, glancing up to look at Misaki from time to time.

Perhaps when we are out, I shall get him to hold my hand. I could brush it up against his seemingly by accident and he would not care and I would do it so many times that he wouldn't even notice when I hold his hand, at least not for a few seconds
"Misaki, why do you not like my embraces? Do they not feel good to you? Do you feel too vulnerable being the receiver of my attentions?"

Misaki ate his food at a slower pace than Usagi had. There was no chance he was going to risk making himself choke. He smiled lightly though when Usagi seemed happy that he agreed to go. And he honestly didn't mind going to keep him company. Just as long as he didn't try anything perverted on him, he wouldn't mind.
He took a drink of his juice before shrugging. "It's not that I don't like it.. I just think it's inappropriate at times." he said. "And there's no way I'd feel vunerable, no matter what you did."

"Oh good! I'm not sure that I understand why you find my actions inappropriate, but we'll just have to work on that one now, won't we?"
Usagi goes through the mental list of places that they need to go and realizes that between the bookstore and the restaurant section of town, there was a nice little flower shop he could stop at and get Misaki some flowers.
"Well I'll go look over my book notes and you just let me know when you are ready to go."
Usagi somehow managed to remember to put his dirty dishes in the sink before heading to his office.

Misaki nodded and finished up his breakfast. He stood and went into the kitchen to start on the dishes, which he finished easily enough.
He went upstairs to his room to get dressed, making sure to lock the door, just incase Usagi was to try something on him when he wasn't expecting it.
He knew he should be able to trust that he wouldn't get molested every time he turned a corner, but so far, that just hasn't been his luck. He's already had plenty of those encounters with the older man.
Once he was dressed he went to Usagi's office and knocked lightly. "I'm ready to go if you are." he said.

Usagi looked up from his work at the young Misaki and grinned a bit: he had just been writing another one of his fantasies about the boy for the world to read.
"Of course, I think we should take my car and park it in a community lot, that way if we end up buying a lot of stuff we can go back and put it in the car instead of carrying it around all day. Is there anywhere you want to go to get something? I feel almost selfish, planning the whole trip myself."
Usagi got up and walked over to Misaki with a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Of course, the shopping can wait if you are finally over come with passion for me and want to do it right now."