Thank you for the suggestions on what I should do for this chapter, it really helped.

I think I'm in a much better mood now to continue writing regularly so I think I'm gonna go back to once or twice a week (depending on how busy I am).

I've been given some suggestions for other fan fics to write so I'm trying to power through now to make space for new stories but I'm not gonna finish this half-heartedly since I have a lot to cover for this fic and hopefully I can start making the chapters a little longer since I'm still not happy with how short they are.

Hope you enjoy reading x

Misaki POV (change in POV mid-chapter)

C'mon Misaki say something!

After getting over the shock that happened with Ijuinn in the conference room, Usagi-san walked me back into our shared office and was now currently applying disinfectant to the small cut on the palm of my left hand.

The silence between us could almost be considered deafening with my own racing thoughts blocking out all other sounds. I know Usagi would want an explanation after all this but I just don't know what to say to break this stillness.

"U-Usagi..."

"Misaki..."

Spoke at the same time. Shit.

We both awkwardly looked away before Usagi finally spoke up.

"Misaki, you don't have to tell me what that was all about...I would appreciate it if you did...but all I wanna know is why he suddenly attacked you."

I didn't want to remember what happened that time with Ijuinn. I know if I did confess, Usagi-san would understand and maybe help me out but it's something I'm too embarrassed to say out loud.

"I...I once...dated...him."

I saw Usagi visibly tense and I looked up to see an odd look on his perfectly sculpted face.

Was that jealousy?

"Why did you both break up?"

And there it was. The question I was dreading the most.

I decided to divert my attention to the ice cold hands holding mine while they gently and attentively placed a plaster on the wound. They were so large in comparison to my small and thin fingers.

His fingers glided over the plaster so smoothly that I almost didn't feel a thing apart from that tingling feeling I got whenever he would pat me on the head or gently caress my cheek.

I just loved the feeling of his touch. It was electrifying yet it made me feel calm and content, made me feel warm yet his hands were so, so cold.

"Well...it's a long story actually but you don't have to worry about it. Its in the past."

I faked a laugh, trying to avoid the subject but Usagi was adamant in wanting to find out the truth between Ijuinn and myself.

I watched as the author made his way over to my desk and rolled my chair over to his own. He took a seat and looked at me with a silent order to sit beside him.

"I think we have time before my next meeting. Don't you, Mr. secretary?"

Well, looks like I'm not walking out of this one. I know Usagi-san's itinerary more then he does so of course I know there's time to kill before the next meeting. And he knows I know, damn it!

I was probably pouting since a small chuckle seeped through that smirking little mouth of his. Baka, he's just teasing me now.

Reluctantly, I walked up to the vacant chair and sat down, slightly turning the comfortable chair away from the grinning man beside me so I wouldn't have to look at his smug face the whole time.

It seemed like he was having none of it since he effortlessly turned my chair back around and pulled it towards himself with minimal effort. He pushed it in close and moved his legs to the side of the chair, bending slightly forward to rest his arms on my own armrests. His close contact making me lean back more to stare at his penetrating gaze.

I looked away as the memories of that night came flooding back. The night that Ijuinn's lust overrode his sense of reason.

"I..I never wanted to do it...I wasn't ready..." I paused to gulp down the lump that was slowly forming in my throat.

"Do what?" Usagi questioned.

I looked up at him and captured the small understating look he gave me in return. He knew what I didn't want to say.

"I refused him from time to time, telling him to wait until I felt more comfortable...until I ran into him… when I was walking home from my part time job at Marukawa."

I took a deep breath in and slowly let it out again, trying to calm myself down. I felt myself shaking and vaguely registered Usagi's hand rubbing my arm in a comforting motion.

"He was walking home and spotted me, asking me to come over. I noticed at the time that he was swaying a little. He obviously had been drinking…He questioned why I didn't want to sleep with him countless times that night and I replayed with the same answer every time he asked."

I could feel myself starting to cry and smiled as Usagi-san quickly wiped away the tears with his thumb.

"I wanted to leave...he wouldn't let me and...pushed me into his room...and, and on his bed he..."

I was struggling to speak. I couldn't speak. The memories were flooding in and I couldn't control my own breathing as those images suffocated me.

"Misaki, he was drunk...I know that's not an excuse for what he did but..."

"No..." I cut him off. "No, it wasn't. I understand what people are like when their like that. They act on impulse…but the second time...he was stone cold sober...and it was soo much worse than the first."

After letting everything out, I lost it and continued to cry. Usagi-san pulled me into his arms until I was sitting on his lap and crying into his shoulder. He started stroking the back of my head in comfort and just let me cry until the tears ran dry.

When they finally did, I extracted myself from his shoulder. Usagi-san looked hesitant to say something and started to speak up when I looked at him in question.

"Did..Did he get what he was after?"

"...Not really. His neighbour heard me screaming and shouting for him to stop and came over to help. The time he was drunk, he fell asleep before he could take my boxer shorts off."

Usagi-san let out a relieved sigh before his lips irked up in a smirk.

"So now I know the reason behind your 'prefer not to say' on your resume."

For a second, I had no idea what he was talking about until I vaguely remembered the sexuality question on my application form. It was scribbled so much with black ink that I had to squeeze in 'prefer not to say' in the corner to try and hide the fact that I liked men.

"Th-there's no protection in the workforce for gay people, but I didn't want to lie about it either!"

The author laughed at my answer. That deep rumbling sound forming in his chest was just too comforting and I found myself smiling at his uncontrollable chuckles.

He's trying to cheer me up.

"Then...if he was trying to make a move on you in the conference room...why was he choking you?"

My mind was brought back to the events that were held in the conference room earlier and, without thinking, I said the same thing I would say to everyone who walked in on us like that.

"Oh, I...wasn't looking him in the eyes so he was holding onto my neck and pushed my chin up with his thumb to make me look at him...that's all."

Usagi looked skeptical for a moment before he sighed and leaned down to rest his forehead against mine.

There was no way I was going to tell Usagi that he was also abusive at times. Knowing Usagi-san, he'd probably go out and kill the man.

"Well, thank you for telling me and I'm glad your safe now, misaki."

We stayed in that position for a couple more minutes.

It was nice.

The only sound resonating in the room was the steady breathing coming from the both of us while I looked on at Usagi's closed eyes. He seemed so peaceful with that small smile on his face, as if he was happy that I trusted him enough to share something so personal with him.

Suddenly I was struck with the desire to lean into him a little more and, after hearing a small gasp and feeling the man tense, did I realise my lips were gently pushing against his.

Usagi POV

Am I dreaming?

Just as I was about to open my eyes and prepare for the meeting that was closely catching up with me, I felt the light pressure of Misaki's soft, plump lips on mine and gasped through my nose.

My mind was blank. I didn't know whether I wanted to shake him off in shock or deepen the subtle kiss that was leaving me breathless.

My mind was made up for me when misaki pulled himself away, as if in shock at his own actions and I was taken aback at his red cheeks and slightly moist lips. I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled him back in for another breathtaking kiss but before our lips could meet once again, the door flew open, making us both jump in unison.

"Helloooo! Usami-sensei, I hope your ready for our mee-"

Aikawa burst through the door, most likely trying to make a grand entrance for herself. I watched as her eyes widened as she was staring at us and it suddenly registered that Misaki was straddling my lap with his hands on my shoulders while mine were wrapped around his waist and neck.

Suddenly, the loudest squeal was let loose from the editors mouth as she went into her usual 'fujoshi mode'.

misaki quickly extracted himself from my lap with a face that screamed 'what was I thinking?' and managed to avoid what would most likely be an uncomfortable situation by announcing that he was going on break.

I sighed in disappointment when watching misaki make a swift exit through the doors. His ears were red, hinting at his mortification of being caught in that position.

I turned back to a smirking Aikawa who shot me back with that knowing look of hers.

"Ugh...its times like this that I really regret having an editor..."

Aikawa's smirk grew at that and she pulled me up from my chair to drag me to our meeting.

"Well sensei, as much as I love seeing you get along with your staff, these kinds of distractions are the reason your behind in your work!" the editor chided.

"Call misaki a distraction again and you'll never see my next instalment." I threatened.

Aikawa paused and turned around to look at me, all the grinning and happiness in her expression was replaced with a serious look.

"You do know that Misaki will be going back to Marukawa at the end of next month right? He wont Be here to distract you for long."

"...what?"

She rolled her eyes. "Its in his contract remember? He's here for training. But, you know, you are the CEO so...If you don't want him to go, and if he doesn't want to go, you can always write up another contract for him."

She was right about that. But, what if misaki didn't want to stay? Of course he would want the boy to stay with him but if Misaki himself wanted to leave then he'd have to let him.

If you love something, set it free.

"Aikawa, once again. How do you know more about my company than I do when you don't even work here?"

She smiled that annoyingly mischievous smile of hers. "Because I know everything!"

she laughed and continued to walk down the hall to the meeting room, dragging me by my sleeve.

It was about 5 hours later when the meeting finally came to an end. Dates and goals were set, yet I was still planning to miss that said deadline by a few days...or weeks.

It was already after 6 so misaki would be finished by now and would have went home already so there was no way I could ask him about what happened with that kiss.

It was on my mind the entire meeting. I just had to know what this meant for us but he ran away in embarrassment.

I could call him about it?

No, too impersonal..

Go visit him?

No, its impolite to show up like that.

As I was contemplating getting in touch with Misaki or not, I opened my office door too see him still sitting a his desk, typing vigorously.

It seemed like he didn't realise I was in the room as his eyes were focused on the screen alone, as if nothing else in the room mattered at that moment.

I walked quietly around him to see that he was writing an email on my behalf to schedule and re schedule certain meetings I had with important people.

I unconsciously leaned down, placing my hand on his shoulder to see what he was writing and accidentally woke him from his focused state.

"Ah, Usagi-san!"

Suddenly Misaki's face started to redden and he looked down in embarrassment, I chuckled at how cute he was.

"You seem busy. Did I disturb you?"

"Ah, no I was just finishing up."

He turned back to the screen to type up the last of the email and hit send. Afterwards he leaned back in his chair. I was struck with the urge to wrap my arms around him, but knowing Misaki's trauma with Ijuinn, I was slightly reluctant to do so.

"Misaki, you know its after hours for you. Your finished for the day, you should go rest."

It was true. Misaki worked hard all the time so it's good for him to go home and relax since he gave it his all every shift. You could see how tired he was but he never complained.

Its strange that he stayed back though, considering he could have easily typed those emails up at home if they were so important, so why didn't he?

Perhaps he wanted to see me before he left?

"Usagi...i wanted to apologise before I left today. I shouldn't have k-kissed you without asking..."

I laughed a little before I leaned down and whispered in his ear.

"Don't apologise misaki, you can do that any time you want, if I can do the same in return?"

There was uncertainty in the boys eyes. You could see it as clear as day.

He turned his head towards me but kept his eyes firmly on the floor beneath us as he spoke.

"I...I just don't want a repeat of what happened. I'm scared the same thing will happen with you too usag-"

"Misaki, look at me..." I cut him off before he finally met my gaze.

"...I am not Ijuinn. I wont lay my hands on you if you don't want me to."

"You...you did before. When you were drunk."

I immediately felt terrible for that night. I probably brought up horrible memories on the day I pinned in down and forced myself on him.

Misaki must have caught my look of guilt since he automatically tried to reassure me.

"Ah, but you haven't had any alcohol for weeks now. Your doing well without it!"

"it's because your intoxicating enough misaki, and I want to remember every second with you without that intoxicated haze floating in my head."

Misaki's breath caught and I moved down so I was just inches away from those plump lips.

"Misaki, please. I would never hurt you like he did. You have my word."

"But...what about Sumi-san..."

Ugh, out of all the people I didn't want to think about at the moment. or ever in that matter, did it have to be him…

"I don't know what you've heard but I do not associate with the vile man. He tried to take advantage of me while I was under the influence of alcohol just like every other secretary I've ever had. They use me, hoping I would make them my lover so they would rise to a higher position. But you, Misaki, you don't care at all about my net worth nor the fact that I'm highly influential and powerful. Your even helping me with my addiction."

"So.. your not dating him?"

I held back a groan.

"No, I'm not dating that nuisance."

Misaki smiled sweetly then nodded. He stood up and walked over to the large panel windows behind my desk and looked far outside into the busy streets. The sun was setting around Tokyo, causing a bright halo to form around Misaki's brown locks and he glowed in the natural light.

Its so nice. I wonder what its like in the dark, when the streets light up as the sky goes black."

It was a beautiful sight to see. I remember, in the cold winter nights when I sat at my desk, I would look out the window for hours just looking at it. It was perfect.

I started to walk up to misaki, cupping his had that was pressed against the glass with my own. He spread his fingers apart, letting mine slip in between the cracks.

"We could stay here you know? Till the sun goes down and just watch the city light up beneath us. But I'm warning you, you might not want to tear your gaze away after you see it."

Misaki sifted a little and hesitantly leaned back into my chest.

"I wouldn't mind staying like this for a while..."

I smiled at his words and moved my hand around his neck, slightly pushing his jaw in my direction to give him an awkward, slanted kiss.

Misaki shuffled until he turned to face me and I deepened the kiss, pushing him back into the glass and caging him in.

I felt his arms slowly and hesitantly rise up to curl around by back.

Once again, I was left breathless at the soft, sweet kiss shared with this man. It wasn't demanding or lewd. It was just sweet, or was it the taste of Misaki that made the kiss sweet. Either way, Misaki's lips were better than anything I've ever felt before.

Misaki parted his lips slightly and I dared to slip my tongue in for a better taste. He tensed a little, obviously scared to go so far, but he slowly opened his mouth to let me in and it was just as expected.

Sweet.

And soft.

By the time we parted, the office was filled with only the light coming from Misaki's monitor and the now lit street lights.

I urged misaki to look at the scene below and was filled with a warm feeling at seeing his face. Eyes and mouth wide open, amazed by the view out there. It was a sight to see.

"There's so many colours!" The secretary exclaimed.

"Indeed."

I don't think I've ever felt this happy, this content with another person before. Unfortunately, this night would end the minute we parted.

"Stay the night at my place?"

Misaki turned to look at me with slight shock at my proposal. He went quiet for a while then looked up to me with a small, cute smile.

"Okay."

I smiled back at him and gave him a small peck on his forehead.

"C'mon, lets go."

...Opinions? Id love to know what you all thought of this chapter. I worked so hard on it so it'd be good to know if it was all worth it in the end!

This is when the story begins to progress but, be warned, the happy bubbly period will come to bump in the road in the next chapter.

Thank you for reading and for taking your time to help me out on what I should do for this chapter!

I can now finally sleep :')