I don't know it just came to me guys…

Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica.

It was just like any other morning. Usagi-san was reading his newspaper and smoking a cigarette while I made breakfast. Except this morning I decided to finally get a question off of my chest. Since some things still needed some time to cook I put down my utensils and went over to the couch.

"Usagi-san what does it taste like?" I asked

He looked up at me quizzically. "What do you mean?"

"Your cigarette, what does it taste like? Does it taste good?"

"Oh." He said looking back down to his paper. "I don't know it tastes like tobacco, there isn't really any other way to describe it. I wouldn't really say good though."

"If they don't taste good, then why do you smoke them so much?"

"I don't know Misaki, they calm me down I guess, sometimes they help me focus."

"But how can they do that if you don't like the taste of them, I mean you don't end up thinking about that the whole time you're smoking it?"

"No, not really. I just smoke it and not think about it."

"But how?"

He sighed exasperatedly and I was momentarily reminded that I was dealing with someone who wasn't a morning person. He leaned down and put out the cigarette and put down the newspaper before getting up off the couch. Leaving Suzuki-san he walked over to me and pinned me down to the couch.

"Wha- Usagi-san!" I screamed as I was pinned down.

"Look, I just smoke them, it is far too early in the morning to be trying to get philosophical on me Misaki. Now because you made me waste a perfectly good cigarette, you need to make up for it."

"What do you mean?! And we can't do that now, breakfast is gonna burn!" I yelled struggling

He just smirked down at me before leaning down to capture my lips and I knew I was doomed from there.

I don't know I could just see Misaki and Usagi having this conversation one morning while Misaki was making breakfast, call me crazy. XD Anyways, hope you liked it! R&R plz.