Disclaimer: I don't own junjou romantica of course, any person can see that. whats the point of putting this....

Hey this is my first go at a fan fiction. please take care of me. If u wouldn't mind I would love for you to review it ,that's if you have time. Even if it's the worst one you have ever read.!!! Thank you .Gomen :P

BTW this story is set after the anime has ended. So Misaki and Usagi san are together but no more than that .YET.....Enjoy mes aims

Sorry for the lack of what the title asks for. I've written it on paper. It's just that I have to copy it up and its a very long and gruelling process. I WILL GET THERE EVENTUALLY

"Oh no," thought Miskai who was feverishly making breakfast for himself and Usagi-san " It's nearly 7!"

Any second now Usagi- san was going to slam open the door looking like death.

SLAAAM!! Went the door to Usagi-san's toy filled room. Misaki flinched at the loud sound but continued to finish of the breakfast. Sure enough Usagi- san opened the door right on 7.

"Typical." He thought "He's only like this because he works all through the night."

He turned off the gas and looked at the stairs where Usagi was descending like a corpse. Misaki knew Usagi- san worked very hard on his books and he had no objection to that. Even if if meant staying up all night,and finding Usagi-san asleep at his desk the next morning. What he didn't like was when he took out his lack of sleep on HIM!

"Morning Usagi-san" he chimed. He knew better than to ask how he slept....

"Want any breakfast,Coffee?"

"Coffee..."Usagi-san grunted as he ambled the rest of the way down the stairs. Misaki stopped plating up what was meant to be his and Usagi's breakfast.

"What, no breakfast. But we always eat together!" Misaki answered.

"Not this morning,Gomen, I'm not feeling so good." Usagi san looked at his feet "Sorry Misaki" He repeated.

He picked up his cigarettes and came over to the kitchen. Too where Miskai was standing. Usagi ruffled his hair. And Misaki nearly recoiled from his touch out of habit.

But stopped himself. He had to get used to this kind of thing if he was going to be lover's with Usagi-san. He thought about it some more as Usagi removed his hand. "lovers....." He shook his head and got a hold of himself. He broke the silence.

"Don't worry about it. If you don't feel like it don't force yourself" He looked at Usagi- san in the eye and put on a smile. Without warning Usagi pulled him into hug. Misaki usually fought for his dignity when it came to hugs but today was different. He let Usagi sweep him into his big strong arms and hold him there.

Usagi bent his head towards Misaki and his hair flopped over his face. He loving stroked Misaki's hair and whispered to Him.

"I'm sorry, I really don't think I can eat right now. I think I 'll take the day off..."He sighed and pulled away from his bear hug.

Misaki looked into Usagi's weary yet hansom face. He genuinely smiled at him.

Tipping his head to the side he said. "You get some rest, I'll call you at lunch time to see if you want me to get get any medicine on the way home. Oh! And I can walk there and home,there is no need for a lift. I still have time to walk." He paused to think "It's the least I can do" he thought"It's a pain when he's ill."He noted silently

"Thanks was all Usagi could manage to say before he retreated to the sofa when he flopped onto the giant bear laying there. Shortly he began to snore softly.

Misaki smiled at his sleeping body and cleared away the uneaten food from the kitchen. He gathered his bag and coat and was about to shout goodbye to Usagi- san when he remembered he was fast asleep on the sofa.

He snuck over to the sofa where Usagi lay like a child. Deep in dream. Misaki laid a blanket over his body body like a mother would do to a child. Draping it carefully over his elegant body.

"He looks so sweet asleep..." Misaki thought. He blushed inwardly which shut his thoughts up. He quickly bent over the sleeping man and kissed him softly on the lips. Praying he wouldn't wake. He quickly shoved his bag on his shoulder and fled from the house.

Hope you enjoyed it. Short but (hopefully she says ) sweet.

Next time will be better I promice...