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"Your existence has become troublesome."

Usami Fuyuhiko was smiling as he said this. Misaki paled visibly and Usagi-chichi waved, spun around, and left.

Trouble…some…? Misaki's brain was numb as he digested the word. I don't know. His hands shook as he adjusted the bag on his shoulder. Troublesome…?

Misaki stumbled away, towards he didn't know where. The apartment? Apartment? What apartment? Where is that? I don't know. Usagi-san's apartment. Usagi-san? Misaki looked around at the people passing him without a care. I don't know. Maybe he was just in the way. Not a single person on that street, he knew, needed him there. Troublesome…? I don't know. He was freezing, and his brain didn't process anything around him, shock coursing through his body. It was finally said, ne? It really is true. Troublesome. Troublesome.

Suddenly, he needed to see Usagi-san more than anything. Right, Usagi-san. Usagi-san, Usagi-san. Misaki's heart raced in his chest and his head spun wildly as his feet pounded across the pavement. He stumbled and ran, ignoring his aching legs and tired lungs. Usagi-san. He dashed up the stairs to their apartment and was about to open the door when it came back to him yet again. Troublesome. I am troublesome. I am troublesome to Usagi-san. Misaki couldn't open the door. He couldn't force himself on Usagi-san knowing that. He was freezing, as if his very core had been chilled, and he was trembling uncontrollably as his hand rested heavily on the lead doorknob. Suddenly, the door opened.

"Misaki-kun?" Usagi-san looked down at his shorter partner. "What's wrong? You can let yourself in, like always. Hey, are you okay?"

Misaki's head jerked up to look at Usagi-san. "Yes! Yes! Please don't worry about me! I don't want to be troublesome, so please don't worry—" His legs gave out, and he sank to the ground. "Don't want… to be troublesome… I'm—"

Akihiko had sunk down with Misaki. "You aren't troublesome. What happened?"

"…t-troublesome… I'm… I've become… troublesome…" He stammered, unable to put a sentence together.

"Who told you that?"

"…"

Akihiko took Misaki's face in his hands. "You tell me RIGHT NOW who said that to you." He demanded, looking into Misaki's wide eyes.

"U-usagi-chichi… It was… I met… met him on the street after… after I… after I…"

"My father said that?" Usagi's face darkened. "He will pay for this." He grumbled menacingly.

"No… you don't have to do anything! That's… troublesome… It's troublesome…"

"It's not, so get inside." Usagi-san said, his voice hard.

Misaki couldn't move. He felt so stupid, sitting, and unable to move from the spot.

"Misaki-kun, you are coming in now." Akihiko commanded.

"I… I can't… my legs…"

Akihiko returned to Misaki and scooped him up. He was surprisingly light. Misaki clutched at the rabbit's shirt tightly.

"I'm sorry I'm troublesome…" He choked out, tears falling freely down his face.

Akihiko said nothing, and held him tightly, his shoulder gradually becoming damper. He wasn't going to let this one go.

Konbanwa! It's me, Saku :3 I hope you liked this chapter. Perhaps I'll write another one... Usagi-san will get revenge… *cue menacing music* It's amazing, the idea that I'd write anything longer than a oneshot… hmmm… I recently discovered Junjou Romantica, and I love it! It's my first full-blown Yaoi manga XD it's hard to read when people are around because of the sex scenes, if my mom saw me reading it, she'd kill me. Wahhh I'm on the last chapter on (10-1)

Anyway, I don't want to keep you too long, sorry if this last part is boring! Thanks again, please review :D