This story is a very strong attempt for expressing my feelings to the most important person of my life.

And that is "I Love you"

Hope you enjoy it.

Dedicated to Anubha (Puchu hihihi)

Most Beautiful

Akihiko crinkled his nose in exasperation, he was a man of substance, and the word 'beautiful' was not lucky enough to get squeezed out, so easily, by the hand of the great novelist Akihiko.

Even if the characters and the scenario were created by Akihiko himself but still he would never grant the honour of that adjective to anyone or anything so fluently.

He deleted the half-typed word and replaced it with pretty.

The confusing orange of the dusk illuminated the author's face with a yellow radiance as the curtain of the open window blew haphazardly with the wild breeze of the sunset. Akihiko looked at the sleeping boy on his lap. The warmth in Akihiko's gaze outshone the heat of the summer twilight as he ran his fingers through Misaki's messy bangs.

His life had had definitely changed because of the love that Misaki showered on him, sometimes tenderly, sometimes angrily and sometimes unknowingly. But looking at the young man sleeping with such serene features assured Akihiko that he had had been successful in giving Misaki the same. Closing the laptop, Akihiko focused on admiring the sleeping beauty as that was more interesting, rather most intriguing.

A gust of warm wind blew away the soft curtains high enough to let the fading sunlight fall on the lovers' faces. Through half-lidded eyes, Akihiko watched as Misaki's eyelids fluttered open like the unfolding of petals. No matter how hard the defeating sunshine pricked Akihiko's eyes; still he didn't even blink but pursued looking as Misaki slowly stepped out of his dreamland.

For a moment Misaki's eyes, heavy with sleep, were puzzled. But as the feel of Akihiko's body underneath his head, the touch of his lover's big hands on his forehead overtook his senses, the sudden panic dissipated into a practised comfort and utmost peace. The usual calm and occasionally disturbed face of Misaki blushed as Akihiko's eyes danced with happiness. Usually Misaki was used to wake up with Akihiko touching some of the most private parts of his body but that afternoon was an exception. Misaki was glad to find an improvement in Akihiko's perverted manners.

Nevertheless, Misaki smiled, his face said the words which his lips couldn't.

The words which Akihiko uttered as he leaned down for kissing Misaki's lips.

"I Love you.'

As moist and soft lips united, Akihiko closed his eyes.

Akihiko was a very finicky and reserved person, and it was true the word beautiful scarcely leaked from his lips or his hands. But, when this almost perfect person cherished about his life, the life where he had the love of a person like Misaki, the man whom he loved the most, he couldn't find a better word to describe his life.

"Beautiful.'

Akihiko's heart-beat pronounced the letters as Misaki pulled Akihiko closer for better access.

As their lips parted, Akihiko's face darkened with anxiety. There was a slight hesitation in Misaki's expressions. Akihiko could feel that Misaki was dying to say something and he was scared. Akihiko was a perfectly healthy person but Misaki's secretive green eyes and parted lips made him weak, like his world was spinning around.

But what Misaki said after completely changed Akihiko's perspective about his beautiful life.

'I love you Usagi-san.'

Akihiko's life was the 'Most beautiful.' And that was the first time ever Akihiko had had thought of that adjective in describing anything…..

I hope I was successful in expressing what I wanted to.

^_^