私の美咲- My Misaki

Chapter 13

"Misaki, I'm home!" I shouted happily as soon as I stepped inside my apartment.

The sight that greeted me however, was everything but happy. Sitting right there on the couch beside my Misaki was one of the two people whom I did not want Misaki to meet.

"Usagi-san, welcome h-"

"Akihiko why haven't you visited, father is worried about you." My half brother, Haruhiko, exclaimed interrupting Misaki's greeting.

"Misaki, can you leave us alone?" I addressed Misaki completely ignoring Haruhiko's previous exclamation.

"I'll do as you ask if you promise to explain everything later." Misaki said.

"Okay, I'll explain later." I reassured him in order to get him to leave the room.

Thankfully Misaki was obedient for once and he left without another word.

"Akihiko-" Haruhiko started to say before I interrupted him.

"I'm only going to say this once, so I want you to listen very closely. I'm doing perfectly fine and for the first time in my life I'm happy, therefore there is nothing to be worried about. So tell him to stop pretending to care about me. I don't need any of you and I would greatly appreciate it if you stopped invading my life. Now leave, I have nothing else to say to you." I said as I opened the door to let him out.

"Akihiko, we are worried about you. You haven't came back home since you left after graduating from Senior High. Father also wants to talk to you about settling down-" Haruhiko started to say, but I wasn't in the mood to listen to him anymore.

"I don't need advice from him, now leave if you didn't want me to call someone to escort you out." I said in a cold voice.

Haruhiko looked as if he wanted to say something else, but he must have seen the look on my face because he stepped outside without any further comment. As soon as he was gone I let out the breath that I had been holding in.

Haruhiko is my older half brother. My mother died when I was young, and a month later my father remarried with his mother. It turned out that my father had been cheating on my mother and that's why Haruhiko is older than me. Haruhiko's mother didn't like me because I was a reminder of my father's previous marriage. My father himself didn't care about me, he was to busy being a proper father to Haruhiko to care about me. Even before my mother's death, my father was always distant towards us. I do not remember a single good memory that involved him. On the contrary, I have nothing but good memories about my mother. She would always play with me, and at night she would lay in bed with me as she read me a bedtime story. When I got sick, she would stay by my side and sing to me. She always told me that singing could cure my illness and for a while I believed her. However, when she died not even a song was able to stop the pain that I felt.

"Usagi-san, why didn't you tell me you had an older brother?" Misaki asked on his way down the stairs, causing me to resurface from all the memories that had momentarily been set free from the cage in which I kept them.

"Haruhiko is not my brother, we are only half brothers." I corrected Misaki as I moved closer to him in order to hug him.

What I needed the most right now was for Misaki to hug me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. However, knowing Misaki, I was sure that he would press for answers. Answers that I was not sure I was ready to share with him.

"Usagi-san, will you tell me about your family? I realized that I don't know much about your family, and I don't like that. I want to know everything about you, because I care about you." Misaki told me with a questioning gaze.

I knew that at some point in the near future I would have to tell him everything, but today I just wanted to go to sleep holding Misaki close to me. So I did the one thing that I knew would distract him. I kissed Misaki. I tried to keep the kiss soft, but my desperation, frustration, and fear drove me to deepen the kiss. Next thing I knew, Misaki was pressed against the wall as I kissed him with all the force that my emotions allowed. Misaki tried to protest but he soon gave up when I grabbed his hands and pinned them over his head. In this fashion I proceeded to kiss Misaki till I was dizzy with the sweet taste of Misaki's luscious lips.

"Misaki, let's go upstairs. I need to recharge now." I told him as I picked him up and proceeded to carry him upstairs.

That night I showed Misaki the depth of my love for him, as he washed away all of my unwanted childhood memories with his shy, yet passionate kisses.

***End of Chapter***

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