He sighed as he trudged wearily up the university path to his Literature class with Professor Hiroki Kamijou. 'Why did Usagi-san make me get drunk last night?' Misaki held his head in both hands to help stop the oncoming headache. 'Then again... it wasn't really his fault. It was more Haruhiko's fault!' The young student grit as he neared the white building. 'If Haruhiko hadn't been at that party for Usagi. I wouldn't have ended up drunk and hurting Usagi's feelings. I never meant any of those words!' Tears pricked at the edges of his green eyes. 'I can't believe Usagi-san had to repeat what I had said to him last night back to me this morning!'

As the nineteen year old wiped his eyes dry, he didn't notice he was getting yelled at. 'I remember Usagi's face; that look he gave me as he told me what happened. I hurt him to the point where he couldn't even look at me.' Misaki kept standing there in the doorway until he felt something large smack him in the head.
Lifting his eyes, he could just make out the pissed off form of his professor and the worried looks everyone else in class was giving him. Mumbling a low "sorry", he walked towards his seat where his only friend, Keiichi Sumi, sat waiting for him.

The brunette pulled out the notebook he used only for drawing - something he did when he was lonely. Blocking out every sound and touch from his senses, Misaki flipped to a crisp and clear page; not even caring who saw what he was doing. He let his eyes fill with tears again as the image of Akihiko Usami and his charming yet devilish smile filled his head. The tears that had filled his eyes finally fell and he had to bite his bottom lip to keep from crying in the middle of class. He slowly put his pencil down on the paper and started drawing as his vision became blurry with water. He let his mind wander slowly as he drew the first that popped into his mind: Usagi-san. "I'm so sorry, Usagi-san. I didn't know what I was doing. Did you try stopping me? Did I really end up kissing him like you said? If so, I didn't mean it. I swear it. I would do anything to hear you say 'I love you' or touch me again. Hell... I'd do anything just to feel your lips on mine." Misaki whispered as he put his pencil down on the desk and wiped his eyes before realizing he had drawn Usagi's face perfectly. 'What are you doing right now, Usagi-san?'

Back at the apartment complex, the author was just lying on the couch, trying to think of what to do. He had told Misaki everything that had happened last night. From getting drunk just from seeing Haruhiko to telling the bastard he loved him - which he knew wasn't true at all but it still hurt - to kissing his half brother. Just thinking about it pissed him off more. Akihiko knew he shouldn't be mad at Misaki but he couldn't help it. It was just how he was... 'Misaki, am really going to lose you to my own brother?' He thought back to their conversation this morning and remembered seeing the shocked expression on his lover's face.

"Misaki..." Akihiko watched as the boy slowly sat up in their king sized bed.
A little groggy, he looked around the room until his light brown eyes landed on the author. "Usagi-san?" He stared a bit confusingly at the older man. "What happened last night? I remember seeing your brother and then grabbing a drink."
"You really want to know?" Misaki heard the pain and disappointment in his lover's voice. "Well I'll tell you. You said those three little words to him that should only be said to me. Then when we were about to leave..." Akihiko stood, turning from the boy. "You kissed him." He grit his teeth and stormed out, slamming the door, leaving Misaki alone to think about what had just been said.

'I could hear him sobbing uncontrollably. I wanted to go and comfort him but I couldn't bring myself to do it.' He tightened his hold on his cigarette before sitting up. 'When he came down, I didn't look at him but I could tell from his voice that he wanted to cry again. He said sorry then left for school.' Akihiko knew Misaki meant his apology but the sad violet eyed man just couldn't bring himself to forgive the boy.

Hiroki had been lecturing everyone again on how they had to pay more attention if they wanted to pass his class when he noticed one of his students wasn't listening or even looking to the front of the class. He recognized it was the same kid who came in late. The demon professor was about to throw an eraser at him until he noticed his tears. 'He's... crying.' Looking down at his seating list, he noted it was Takahashi Misaki. 'Didn't Akihiko glare at Sumi Keiichi when he was hanging out with Takahashi a few months ago? I wonder what Akihiko did to make him cry.' Quickly dismissing class, he walked over to Misaki to speak to him.

"You know something, you remind me of myself." He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, startling him into looking up at his professor.
Trying to stop the tears that kept falling, Misaki started packing up while apologizing just as Hiroki caught sight of Usagi's drawing. "I'm sorry professor." The brunette sniffed as he grabbed his notebook but it was snatched from his hands.
Sighing, Hiroki stared at Akihiko's drawing with a smile for a few seconds before speaking. "I used to be in love with him."
Misaki stared up at him in shock. "He was my childhood friend and when I found out I loved him, I couldn't help but be around him all the time." His smile disappeared. "But my love was never returned. Turns out he loved his friend, Takahiro. I wonder whatever happened to that man."
"He got married and moved to Osaka because of business. Akihiko was hurt by the announcement but he fell in love with someone else." Misaki let the tears fall again as he thought of Usagi's words. "However, that 'someone' ended up hurting him last night when he didn't mean to and now... now Usagi-san won't even look at him."
Upset that his friend would do such a thing, he pulled out his cell and scrolled down to Nowaki's number, hoping his lover hadn't been called to work. "Hello? Hiro-san?" The dark blue haired man answered.
"I need your help. Think you can come to the university?"
"I'll be down there in a few. Where do you want to meet?"
"My office. Hopefully Miyagi isn't there. If he is, I'll kick him out." Hiroki took hold of his student's wrist and started dragging him to the office he unfortunately shared with the obnoxious professor.

Students stared as Hiroki and Misaki walked down the hall, Hiroki with a glare upon his face. "Um, sir, where are we going?" Misaki's red and puffy eyes were still producing tears by the time they reached the room.

"You and my lover need to talk. I've got to make a call." Hiroki had whispered the word 'lover' so no one else would hear him.
Misaki just stared at him in wonder before looking around the room. "Such a messy room." He sighed as moved aside some papers that had been on a chair and sat down, hopelessly thinking what was gonna happen to his and Usagi's relationship.

Outside the closed door to the office, Hiroki waited patiently for Nowaki. 'Why? Why would Akihiko hurt Takahashi? What did he do? And what's their relation to one another?' He didn't get lost in his thoughts due to hearing sneakers against the tile nearing him. He looked up just as the florist stopped in front of him, panting.
"Hiro-san," the dark haired man caught his breath before looking seriously at Hiroki.
"It's one of my students..." He answered.
Nowaki's expression changed from serious to confused. "Huh?"
Hiroki turned to look in the office at the despondent boy. "You're the only one who can help him. He was crying in class and I thought I'd bring him here and call you so you could figure out what's hurting him besides the person he loves."
"Why me?" Nowaki asked curiously.
"You know how to talk to people about their feelings. I only know how to yell and throw things at them." The professor didn't turn and look at his lover. "I need to call someone and figure out what he did." He pulled out his phone as Nowaki slipped into the office without a word to Hiroki.

In the office, Nowaki stared at the boy with concerned blue eyes as he slowly walked towards him. The boy's face was red from crying and he had tear streaks running down his cheeks. His brown hair was messy and the clothes he wore were wrinkled. Sighing, the older man knelt in front of him. "Hi," he spoke softly. "My name is Nowaki Kusama. Is it alright if I speak with you?"
Misaki looked up and recognized him from the floral shop. "You're the guy who sold me Baby Romantica a few weeks ago. Why do you want to talk?"
"I was asked personally by Hiro-san to talk with you."
"How do you know the professor and what's with that nickname?" 'It reminds me of how I call Akihiko, Usagi-san all the time.'
"I met him at the park six years ago and thought it fit him perfectly. I'm the only one allowed to call him Hiro-san." Nowaki smiled. "So what can I help you with? I'm no psychiatrist but I do know a lot about emotions."
Looking back down, Misaki sighed. "Well, I fell in love with my brother's friend and he loves me cause he says it like everyday. We've been together for about four years now and last night I did something extremely stupid. I got drunk at a party that was being hosted for him because I saw his brother." Misaki didn't know why he was telling some florist what happened but it felt good to get it out of his system.
"What happened next?" Nowaki listened carefully.
Curling even further into himself, he continued on telling Nowaki. "I found out this morning what awful things I had done. And my lover was so upset with me, he couldn't even look at me."

Back outside the door, Hiroki was having a harsh conversation with Akihiko:
"Shut up and listen to me!" He whispered harshly. His conversation with Akihiko seemed to be getting nowhere.
"Why should I? Misaki betrayed me." Akihiko was practically yelling into the phone. Hiroki knew his friend was hurting but Misaki was hurting more.
"He's been crying since he came to class. What did he do to you to make him feel so hurt and ashamed of himself?" He never got an answer. Akihiko had hung up.

'He regrets everything he did last night. I know he had been drunk but he hurt me just by his actions.' Akihiko stared at the wall in front of him. "I'm a fool for not caring about his feelings as well." He picked up his keys and left his apartment to solve things with Misaki.

'I just kept thinking about him leaving me for my brother. But I was stupid because I didn't ask him if he loved Haruhiko. I only assumed. I have to stop judging...' He parked near the Literature building and stepped out, thinking of what to say to his lover.

"I suppose he and Hiroki can be alike at times." Nowaki still hadn't learned the boy's lover's name.
The brunette, he could see, was starting to fall asleep due to all the crying. "How so?" He yawned as he struggled to keep his green eyes open.
"They get jealous too easily and sometimes don't understand situations we get ourselves into. Hiro-san has an attitude but he blushes even when he's mad. That's just around me. What about your lover?"
"Uh, he doesn't show a ton of emotion but when he gets pissed, it's usually because of his family. When he's upset, it's because of me; because I did something wrong or said the wrong thing to him." Misaki rubbed his eyes before collapsing forwards into warm arms. 'So different from Usagi-san. I wish he were here.' His breathing evened out quickly as Nowaki laid him gently on the floor.
Nowaki sighed as the door was opened. "Hiro-san..." he turned his head to the door only to see that it was Akihiko Usami. "It's you again... what do you want now? Because you can't have Hiro-san."
"I don't want Hiroki. I want Misaki." The author looked tired and upset as Nowaki just blinked.
"You mean... you're his... lover?"
"I'm sorry, what?" Hiroki appeared in the doorway behind Akihiko. "You mean to tell me you and Takahashi are together? I mean sure, you loved his brother but I didn't expect you to go for the runt."
Akihiko took a deep breath before letting it out and staring at the sleeping boy. "Misaki saved me from my despair. He could see right through my mask of emotions. He saw how much I was hurting when his brother said he was marrying." He gave a little smile as he knelt close to the brunette.
"Isn't he like ten years younger than you?" Hiroki asked, full of questions.
"Age doesn't really matter, does it?" Usagi brushed some hair from Misaki's face. "Haven't you heard? Miyagi is dating someone seventeen years younger than him."
The professor deadpanned before seeing Miyagi nearing them out of the corner of his right eye. "He's coming you guys." He quickly shut the door. He knew he couldn't lock it. Miyagi would just continue calling him weird names until he got pissed.
Nowaki continued looking at Akihiko until a question popped in his head. "I was wondering why he calls you Usagi-san? Doesn't that mean rabbit?"
"Takahiro gave me the nickname and one day while I was tutoring Misaki, the name just slipped from his mouth. Ever since then, I like when he calls me Usagi-san. It sounds cute coming from his mouth even when he's angry." He gently ruffled the boy's hair who leaned into his touch, bringing a bigger smile to Akihiko's face.
Hiroki just stared at his friend. "You've changed a lot Akihiko. When we were little, you rarely smiled. But I've noticed you've been smiling quite a lot for a few years now."
"I guess you can thank Misaki for that." Akihiko laid his lover's head in his lap noticing a small smile form on Misaki's lips.
"Usagi-san..." Misaki mumbled. "Don't go. I didn't mean it." Akihiko frowned and held the boy to his chest.

The door slammed open, waking Misaki up as a loud Miyagi stormed in. "God damn it! If he doesn't stop - ." He paused when he noticed somebody he didn't know, but recognized, just sitting on the floor. "Haven't I seen you before?"
"That was awhile back when Hiro-san and I were having some problems."
Hiroki, not wanting to bring up the past, tried gaining Miyagi's attention. "So, uh, Miyagi, how's work going?"
"My sweet honey!" The 35 year old professor exclaimed before being yelled at. "I swear on your lover's life I will kill you if you keep calling me names like that!" Hiroki yelled, getting in his face.

"How did you get a lover?" Misaki asked rudely while still in Usagi's arms. "I mean c'mon, you look old."
Hiroki snickered causing Miyagi to glare straight at Misaki until he noticed who was holding him. "Ah, it's you Akihiko! How've you been? How are your books coming along?" He laughed nervously until he was knocked forward by a dirty blonde haired boy.
"Sorry Miyagi. I rushed here cause I wanted to tell you something really important." He had a smile on his face until he noticed the others. "Oh, my name is Shinobu Takatsuki. I live with Miyagi."
"How on earth do you deal with him? He's such a pain!" Hiroki grumbled.
"That's easy. I - ." Miyagi covered the boy's mouth before he could finish.
"I would like to know how you," Misaki struggled a little in Akihiko's cool arms as he looked over at Nowaki who stared back "can put up with Professor Hiroki?"
"He's not bad. He can actually be pretty sweet."
"I've got a question for you Hiroki." Miyagi smiled as he leaned in to whisper his question. "Are you on top or bottom?"
Hiroki turned bright red with embarrassment before turning to the bastard. "Why do you want to know? How about you tell me about you?" "I think I'm usually on top. I bet you're always on the bottom. And that kid Akihiko is with is also on bottom." Miyagi spoke out loud causing Shinobu, Misaki and Hiroki to growl embarrassingly.
"I've been on top a few times, you ass!" Misaki yelled angrily as Akihiko held him back. Pulling him back into his arms, Akihiko turned his lover's head up towards him. "I'm sorry." He whispered lightly. Misaki's cheeks turned pink as the author held his chin and kissed him softly. They separated after a few seconds with Misaki staring into perfect eyes.
"I'm sorry too. I promise I will never drink again no matter what." Misaki held onto the silver haired man tightly. "Just promise you won't leave me."
"I swear on my life that I'll never leave you." Akihiko smiled down at him.
"Good. I love you, Usagi-san." He whispered softly.

And that's the end of my very first one shot. I honestly don't know why I added Shinobu.