Warning: Strong language, mentions of slavery

Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica or it's characters. But don't all of us fanfiction writers and fans wished we did.

Chapter 1 - The Introduction -

"Mommy! Look at him!" A little boy squealed with delight as he tugged his mother towards the opposite direction they were going, "It's a Yajuu!" The mother gasped. She started to tug her son away.

"Mommy? Where are we going? The Yajuu is that way!"

She glowered at the spot where the little boy was pointing, "You're going to get hurt if you go near it. Let's go back home and you can play with your sister." She gave a reassuring smile.

"YAY! Onee-san!" He jumped up and down around his mother, "I want to play with Onee-san!"

She giggled, "Yeah let's go home." They took hands and walked away. The little Yajuu left all alone.

Smoke curled into his lungs, burning, yet soothing the irritated writer. Aikawa convinced /forced/ him to go to another party where so many important people Usami cared about making an impression on them. He passed the cars in the parking lot and stared at the moving ones on the road, speeding colors running rapidly past him. Usami started to think. About how absolutely lonely his life was. Sure, he had friends, but one of them was his crush, who got married and had a kid, and the other was busy with his own life and lover. The other were work friends. It seemed all of his 'friends' had moved on without him and found happiness. Usami just wasn't sure how to obtain this happiness that was so accessible to everyone else but him. He sighed, which ultimately led him to start a coughing fit.

"Uhh...Usagi? You alright?" It was Takahiro. His heart clenched. He wiped his mouth and Takahiro patted his friend's' back, "You know, you should really stop smoking. I would NOT like to see you drop dead one day." He chuckled awkwardly. Usami grunted. He heard these words from everyone all the time. They just didn't feel sincere anymore. Like everyone became trained to comfort him. Like it was automatic. The words didn't help, they just stabbed daggers into Usami's blackened heart.

"Shouldn't you be inside with all of us? This is an important event."

Usami didn't care. He really didn't care about anything anymore. He just felt a dull headache constantly and a heavy weight breaking his heart everyday. "I'm leaving. You know I don't like parties." He turned to leave.

"Aikawa is going to kill you, you know that right?"

"I don't really care anymore." With that Usami sped off in his red car.

'Finally home.' He unlocked the door to his penthouse. The emptiness of the whole place screamed and scratched at Usami's body, pulling him in more. He threw his jacket off somewhere. 'It doesn't matter. The cleaning ladies will come in the morning anyway.' Usami trudged over to the couch and plopped himself right next to the famous Suzuki. Sighing for the umpteenth time that night, the T.V. turned on and the first thing that showed up was the news. He groaned. It wasn't like there was anything on that interested him anyway.

The new lady piped up, "Good news. Earlier today, the Yajuu Circus stopped for it's show stop. Many are excited. According to the new law, Yajuu are now allowed to roam the streets unsupervised due to many saying, It's a violation to rights." Though just as many say, "These monsters shouldn't be able to even let out of their cage!" As a precaution, the curfew is pushed back from 11:00 to 10:00. Anyone caught out during this time will be dealt with properly. One other news-"

The home phone rang interrupting the news report. Usami just felt too heavy to move, so he let the call go to voicemail. Then it rang again. He ignored it again. It rang again. Ignored again. Usami held his breath. Silence. He exhaled. The caller might of got the message and gladly fucked off.

RING

'DAMNIT!' The silver haired male grumbled as he pulled out his cell phone. It was fucking Aikawa. She must of been calling his home phone. Knowing her, she won't give up until he picked up. He mentally prepared himself. Talking to that demon woman was a whole challenge itself. He hit 'answer.'

"USAMI! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! YOU DITCHED THE PARTY!"

Said person rubbed his temples, "I don't like parties."

"Who cares!" She, thankfully lowered her voice, "Ugh. You're special, Usami," A pause, "Hey, I heard that the Yajuu Circus is in town. Do you maybe-"

"No." He cut her off. Usami was never one for seeing people treated less than animals and being degraded in front of thousands of people.

"I'll get you a month off of work."

Usami was shocked. Aikawa never offered a day off unless it was important, let alone a whole month. He was getting suspicious.

"What do you want me to do?" Usami inquired.

"Wah! I just want to go to the Circus with you." She mumbled something after. Okay, now he knew she was up to something.

"What was that?"

"...I was kind of offered a lot of money if you went there."

"Tell them no. I'm not going."

"I already accepted the offer." Guilt was apparent in Aikawa's voice.

"WHA-"

"Now before you say anything, I was told that they would pay for you and two friends. For everything. Food, drinks, tickets. All you have to do is write a review and it would get published."

Usami growled. He had to go to such a horrid place, but now with two other friends. Maybe he could get Takahiro and Hiroki to go with him. If not, he guessed he would just go on his own. Or Aikawa would set him up with other 'famous' people. Ugh, he really hoped if that was the case he wouldn't be paired with Ijuuin Kyo. He was so aggravating.

"See you tomorrow, Usami!"

'Wait, tomorrow?" She hung up. 'That damn woman.'

Hiroki growled with irritation as him, Akihiko, and Takahiro stood at the entrance of The Yajuu Circus. He received an annoying call, Akihiko asking /blackmailing/ him to go to this 'circus.' It would've been less annoying if the call wasn't so damn early in the morning /2:00/. Takahiro received the same call, but was cheerful. He would've never guessed Usagi was into this kind of stuff. Well, you learn new stuff everyday! Little did Takahiro know, Usami was just as irritated /if not more/ than Hiroki.

"Let's go inside," Usami announced. He walked forward, but he felt a tug on his sleeve.

Takahiro pouted, "Can't we get snacks first. I mean, this is a circus and even better everything's free! And don't you need to write a review on this place. In order to do so, properly, you need to experience the food!" Stars formed in his eyes. Hiroki and Usami both stared in disbelief. They were both thinking the samething. 'He can be a real idiot.'

In the end, they were persuaded /with Takahiro's puppy eyes look/ to go find some food before the show started. The sea of crowd was so big that they were surprised that they didn't get separated on the way to a concessions stand. They seemed to jinx themselves, because on their way to the main tent, they got separated.

Usagi roamed aimlessly for about five minutes. He finally spotted the /what he thought was/ main tent. He approached it with caution. He pushed the flap aside and entered. It was empty when he first walked in. After almost reaching the end of the tent, Usami realized this was, in fact, not the main tent and should probably go. He then heard a small whimper. He shifted his gaze towards where he heard the noise. Usami's popcorn dropped to the ground and sprawled everywhere. He gasped. It...It was a-

Hiroki was stumped. Where in the world was Akihiko? Him and Takahiro were able to find each other again and to find the main tent. They were currently seated waiting for the show to start and hopefully that their friend would show up soon. Suddenly, the lights in the audience went out and a spotlight was focused on a man in a top hat and a black suit with a bunch of silver accessories.

The strange man spoke up, "WELCOME! To our show, ladies and gentlemen. Please enjoy our Yajuu friends as they entertain you!" A big smoke ball puffed up and when it cleared, he was gone. The lights were tinted blue and a music box played. The show had started, but where the hell was Akihiko?

Longest fucking chapter I have ever written! My hands hurt now.

If you're wondering what *Yajuu means, it's a Japanese word for monster. There are many, but I felt like think this one fit this story better.

Constructive criticism is encouraged! This is my second time writing with Usagi and Misaki, but I still need to work on their characters. My first time with the rest though. I would really like some feedback on how I'm doing and how I could do better.

Usami will be called Usagi when Misaki comes into the picture.

Thanks see you in the next chapter!