Usami nodded his head. That would mean that he would be gone for the majority of the day which also meant that he would be able to confront his father on his own terms in his own house. That would also depend heavily on whether or not his father was busy or not since running a company was hard enough as it was. Finishing the rest of his food he began gathering up his plates, stood up, and then walked to the kitchen where he placed them in the sink as he turned the water on. "Alright," said Usami. "I was wondering if you could wash some of Tsuzuki-san's bow ribbons as well."

Misaki took the plates and nodded. "Yeah. I can do that." the brunette told him. He quickly washed the dishes before gathering up the dirty clothes and the ribbons and throwing them in the washer. He started it before grabbing his bag, slipping on his shoes, and running out the door. He could come back at lunch to hang the clothes up to dry. It wasn't like he had anything better to be doing.

Usami watched the brunette leave through the door to the condo which left him in a condo completely alone. Sighing he looked at the clock. He decided that he would call his father in a few hours, since he knew that he liked to have all of his meetings in the morning. Walking to get to his computer he turned it on and begin typing his upcoming non-BL novel.

Misaki went to class. It didn't even bother him that the other students ignored him. At least, not to much. He had come to accept that he wasn't going to be making friends anytime soon. Sure, the thought was a bit depressing. But it wasn't like there was anything the brunette could do about it, right?

Glancing at the clock he noticed that it was now mid-morning. Saving what he had done he turned his computer off and then went over to the phone. Picking it up he dialed his father's number. It dialed a few times, but no one picked up. The answering machine voicemail began to play, and he shrugged as he hung up the phone. He wasn't going to leave his father a message. If he wanted to talk to him, and if it was important enough, he knew that his father would call or E-mail him back. Going back over to the couch he went to go and lay down as he closed his eyes. He was still really tired from not getting enough sleep the night before.

Misaki sat through class, a bit bored and unable to focus. His thoughts kept going back to last night and the fact that Usagi had kissed him. No matter what he did, the brunette couldn't get it out of his mind. At lunch, he ran back home and got started on hanging up the laundry. Sure, he knew that if he did this he wouldn't have time to actually eat lunch, but he wasn't very hungry anyway. He would just get something when school was out in a few hours.

Usami continued to pace around the room knowing that his father was either making him wait unnecessarily for his call, or make him wait because he really had been busy. He knew that bringing his father into the picture that there might be certain "complications" that might happen. The last thing that he wanted to do was bring Misaki into the mix, but he knew for a fact that his father was going to bring it up. He never approved of his son's taste in romantic partners. He would have rather preferred them both to have been with women. That just wasn't his thing though. The phone rang and he went over as he picked it up. His father was on the phone. The conversation that the two of them had was very short and curt, and soon Usami found himself grabbing his coat, leaving the condo, and then waiting for the sleek limo to pull up. Getting into the limo they drove away from the condo. They would be having their conversation over lunch.

Misaki was a bit surprised that Usagi wasn't there when he got back. But the brunette just figured that he had work to do at the office. With that in mind, he went and hung up the wet clothes and made himself a sandwhich, which he ate on his way back to the school. He sat in class for the rest of the day, still hungry. So, it was a relief to head home. But he stopped at a cafe to get a quick bite to eat. Shouldn't take to long.

Usami continued to drive in the limo with his father. Looking out of the window he refused to look his father in the eye. He knew that it was childish, but this was how he felt right now. He knew that if he started talking to his father he would probably end up trying to leave the moving limo, which was not a good idea. As he looked out the window he saw the various people walking along the street, smiling, without a care in the world. The driver pulled the limo around the corner and then parked it."We're here,"said his father as he undid he buckle. Undoing his own he got out of the limo and then looked at where they had stopped. They were in front of a rather ritzy restaurant. So this was the place that they were going to talk.

Misaki ate his food in silence, thinking about his day. He really wished the people at school would stop ignoring him. It was really starting to get annoying. But, there wasn't anything he could do about it. So, the brunette wasn't going to try again. It hurt each time they ignored him, as much as he wanted to talk. Once he was done eating, the brunette stood, paid and headed out towards home.

Walking into the upscale restaurant he looked around feeling suddenly that he was rather under dressed among the other people. Someone immediately came over, noticing the 3 males and then brought them over to a booth table. Sitting down he was handed a menu. He wasn't very hungry, but he knew that it would be rude if he didn't order anything. Looking at the menu he decided that he would get something small to eat. He really still was clueless on why his father had brought him here.

When Misaki arrived back home, he was a bit surprised to see that Usagi still wasn't back. But he figured that the older man was still working. Or in his study. Either way, best not to bother him. He went and took down the laundry and folded it before getting started on his homework. After an hour, the brunette got started on dinner. He wanted to make something that would take a few hours to cook.

The waitress came and went as they gave them their orders. She nodded and later came back with some drinks. Usami was getting rather impatient waiting for the other male in front of him to begin talking so he cut right to the chase as he said,"Why did you contact me?" His father looked a little taken back, but then he smiled at the other male as he said," Is it not proper for a father to want to share a meal with his son?" Usami's eye twitched a little bit as his gaze turned into a glare at his father. "Tell me the real reason why you are here," said Usami with a slight bit of anger in his voice. His father's gaze fell onto him again and he smiled." You know me all to well, Akihiko. I am here because I have heard rumors about how you are sharing your life right now with some runt named Misaki. I want you to stop this, and come back home. I want you to learn how to take over the family business." Usami stood up as he glared at his father and said,"What I do with my time in my private life is my own business, and you have no right to tell me who or what I do with my life." Stamping out of the restaurant he took out a cigarette and began smoking it as he made his way back to his condo.

By the time Usagi returned home, Misaki was asleep on the couch. He was trying to read something for school, but it didn't really go as planned. So, now the brunette was asleep. Dinner wouldn't be ready for a while yet, so he didn't need to wory about that. And the only thing left he had to do besides cook is clean the kitchen, but that could wait until after dinner. So, it wasn't like there wasn't anything else for him to do until the food was done.

Usami walked into the house as he looked at the clock. He knew that the other male should be home by now, but he was nowhere to be seen. Panic washed over him, but then he looked over on the couch as he heard a soft sigh. Taking off his shoes he walked over to the couch and sat down across from the other one that held a sleeping Misaki. Smiling he knew what he wanted, but he was afraid that he would ruin the precious moment so he decided that he would just sit there and watch the other male sleep.

Misaki ended up rolling over and winced when he hit the ground. That definitely woke him up. Groaning, he stood and stretched before noticing Usagi. "Usagi-san. Your home.." he stated. "Did you have a good day?" the brunette asked, heading to the kitchen to check on dinner. By the smell, it should be almost done.

As Usami continued to watch the other male sleep he watched in horror as the other male rolled over and then fell onto the ground. Getting to his feet he as he saw the other male wince he looked at him and said,"Misaki, are you alright?" Usami thought about what the other had said. Should he lie and tell him that everything was fine, and just deal with his father if he got involved again with his life. Should he tell the brunette, and make him worry about him. What should he do. He decided to smile though and tell the other male that he was alright when he said,"I am fine. I had a book editing meeting with Aikawa-san at the main office. How were your classes?"

"I'm fine." Misaki told him. He entered the kitchen and went over to the stove to check the stew he was making. The brunette couldn't help but smile slightly wen Usagi said he was fine. That was good. "My classes were the same as usual." he said. By that, boring and just about made him go to sleep. He didn't want to mention that nobody was still not talking to him. So, he kept his mouth shut about it.

Usami listened to the other male, and raised an eyebrow when he heard the other say that his classes were the "same as usual." What did that really mean? He assumed that that meant that they were boring as hell, but he wanted to make sure of that so he said," Well did you learn anything new today?" He didn't like the silence in the room so if the two of them were talking that meant that there wouldn't be any silence. Getting up off of the couch he stretched a little bit and then sat up as he went to go for a cigarette, but then decided against it because 1. he knew the other would disapprove of it, and 2. he knew that the brunette would be almost done with dinner and he didn't want to ruin the taste of it with a cigarette.

Misaki shook his head. "No. Nothing new today." he told him. The brunette got some bowls before serving the stew and setting them on the table and getting some tea for the both of them. "Dinner's done." he stated, taking a seat so that he could wait for Usagi.

Usami listened to the other male. He wondered if the other male really didn't want to talk about his day. When he heard that it was time for dinner he got up from where he was sitting. Sitting down at the table he looked at the bowl of stew that was placed before him. "This is different," thought Usami as he looked at the bowl of stew. It smelled delicious though, and he smiled at the other male. "This looks and smells delicious." Taking the spoon that was next to him he took a quick bite of the stew and smiled. "This really is good," he said as he continued to eat the stew.

Misaki couldn't help but smile when Usagi complimented his cooking. He took a bite of his own food. It was pretty good. The brunette continued eating in silence, not knowing what to say to the older man. But he just didn't know anything to talk about. Sure, he hated the silence. He had enough of that at school. So, he really didn't want for it to be here as well. But it wasn't like he could change it.

Usami looked at the other male and noticed the semi-sad look that the other had on his face, and wondered briefly what was making the other look so sad. "Misaki," said Usami. "Is everything alright?" He knew from the other's current look that there was something going on, but he wanted to make sure that he was assuming the right thing. However, even if something was wrong he didn't know what to tell the brunette to make him feel better.

"Of course it is." Misaki said, smiling at Usagi. Sure, things at school really weren't, but the brunette couldn't tell the older man that. Even if it was Usagi's fault in the first place. It would be better for him to keep it to himself and try to figure things out alone. There wasn't anything the other could do to help him anyway.

Usami glanced at the other male as he continued to eat the rice in front of him as he raised an eyebrow. Was it just his imagination or had the other answered his question a bit took quickly? Shrugging his shoulders a little bit he decided that he wasn't going to say anything. The last thing that he would want to happen would there to be some form of a conflict between the two of them. Changing the subject suddenly he looked at the other male and said,"What are you doing this weekend?"