At Fault

Not Very Good Actors

Chapter one: Not very good actors

"I promise, it's only for a week. I hope it's not a problem." Takahiro asked me over the phone.
"Of course it's fine! You're my brother, it would never be a problem and Usagi already told me it would be fine if you stayed here for week." I responded and truly thought it would be fine. My brother would stay here at the penthouse since his work back and forth was closer for that week. There was more then enough space for him and would be ridiculous for him to pay for a room when we were right here. It seemed perfectly fine to me. Of course, I had to convince Usagi since he claimed it would be a whole week putting up an act about us being together in front of my brother, but he agreed in the end. He knew it wouldn't be so bad, it's not like we haven't lied like this before. I still never had told my brother we were lovers. I really never planned to, honestly. The fear of his reaction was too great. Usagi tried a few times to get me to tell him but I refused. Although I would always contemplate telling him, my mind always stayed at "no". We would just stay with him not knowing anything.

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It was a week later that my brother arrived here with his luggage. Although there was a guest, work-wise, everything ran the same. I still cooked and cleaned and Usagi went on with his writing. It was a break for school so I was home the whole week. My brother did his own thing but occasionally each day we would have time to be together. After getting into college and him getting married, it felt like we never spent time together. As we hung out, I realized that I missed laughing together and talking about things only we could understand as family. I had to admit, it was really nice. Even though we were brothers, it felt as if we were best friends.
Things went along smoothly for us, although keeping things casual with Usagi the whole time started to get irritating. It was obvious that it bothered Usagi, too.
It was no surprise that Usagi would get sneaky with my brother around. At first, we were really careful with him being in the penthouse. Only when I was sure he was out of the building or not around did I allow Usagi near me. Of course, it would always be something as innocent as a kiss since I was too afraid of doing anything else, in fear my brother would find out.
Every night though, I would sneak into Usagi's room to be with him. I kept it very casual and chaste, but I had become so spoiled to being with him each night that I missed his touch. I would try to sneak in his room without stirring him but he always knew when I was beside his bed.
"You're too cute." He would say while pulling me down to lie next time him. I faced him lying down and he held my hands so gently, as if they were fragile and would break. He knew I was tense about my brother being over. I respected my brother but it was a lot to have him in the home I shared with the one I love.
"Don't worry, Misaki. Everything will be okay." Usagi said drawing me closer into his hold. I relaxed into his arms and wrapped mine around him. Maybe I was too carful and needed to calm down.
But, It was becoming careless that ruined me.

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The fourth day started out like all the others, I was cleaning up after making breakfast for all of us, my brother getting ready to leave for his work, and Usagi next to me by the counter having his coffee.
"I'll be heading out now." was all my said brother to leave. The click of the door closing was all Usagi needed as reassurance that my brother was gone for the day. He wasted no time after the door closed to capture me in a tight hold and a kiss.
"Usagi, please!" I yelled pushing him away.
"But why, Misaki? Takahiro is going to be home later today, and I have no work piled up. So why not?" He responded.
No. I should've argued. But "... Fine" was all I said back. I couldn't blame Usagi for anything though, I wanted all that just as much as he did. We had to stay apart for the week so why not when we knew my brother was gone for a while? He held me tighter the second time and gave a most deep and lustful kiss than the first. All I could do was melt into it as my back was pressed against the counter. It was so peaceful and natural for us.
The sound of the door clicking open was almost silent, but closing was a sound to never be forgotten.
Usagi and I couldn't even turn our heads to the door. We stood frozen in place staring at each other until he had mustered up the courage to turn his head to the door.
"Takahiro..."