I love Otomen, and I think it should get much more attention. Let me quickly establish something, Asuka and Juta are not in a romantic relationship here. Asuka still loves Ryo and Ryo loves Asuka. However, while reading the manga once more, I couldn't get this image out of my head. What if Juta had a different secret? Instead of being a secret manga writer, what if he was an ABDL? This this fan fiction was born. Please do enjoy! This will be a two shot, the first being about how he finds out, the second being the care taking.

Asuka waited patiently at the door of Juta's large house. In his hands, was a box that contained a special cake. Today was Juta's birthday, and Asuka had wanted to surprise him. Ryo had been unable to join him however. She had caught a stomach bug the other night and had stayed at home to rest. So Asuka came along with the cake, and good tidings from Ryo.

After a bit, Juta's sister Kuriko answered the door. "Asuka! Hello." She seemed quite surprised to see him. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

"Well I came to surprise Juta. Today's his birthday isn't it?" He responded. He showed Kuriko the cake and she nodded.

"Juta!" She called. "You have a visitor!"

"Send him to my room!" Was the called response. Kuriko rolled her eyes.

"It's at the end of the hall." She instructed. Asuka thanked the girl and walked briskly down the hall. He located the door and was about to enter it. But he paused. Lying in between the slight crack between his door and the door frame, was a small brown bear with a red bow on its neck. Asuka gently picked it up before entering the room. Juta was sitting across legged on the bed, wearing a flannel and a pair of baggy jeans.

"Hi Asuka!" He said happily as he stood. He froze when he saw the bear in Asuka's hands. "Where did you get that from?" He asked, sounding just a tad bit nervous.

"It was right outside of your room." Asuka answered as he handed him the bear.

"It's probably just Miyo's old bear." He said, referring to one of his many sisters, he took it from Asuka and tossed it into his bed. "Whatever. Anyways, what's in there?" He asked, pointing to the box Asuka had.

"Oh! It's a cake for you. Happy birthday Juta." He could see Juta's mouth positively watering.

"Alright! Let's-!" He was interrupted with a sudden thud and a loud cry from one of his younger sisters. Juta jumped to his feet and swore under his breath. "I'm sorry Asuka! I'll be right back!" He said quickly before running from the room towards the sound of the cry. Asuka sat quietly on the bed, carefully not to ruffle the sheets to badly. He peered about the room. The walls had a few posters of shojo manages he liked as well as a soccer team he hadn't heard of before. Other then that, not much really stood out.

He frowned when he noticed the mess that Juta left on his desk. He found himself standing with the intent of cleaning it up. But as he got to his feet, he felt himself step on something. He looked down to see a bit of clothing sticking out from under the bed. He leaned over and picked it up.

He raised an eyebrow. What he had, was a blue shirt, with a small teddy bear face on the front. What a childish shirt for a boy his age. He grimaced. Seeing the state of his room, he likely had a huge mess under his bed as well. He set the shirt on the bed and got on his knees. He lifted up the blanket in order to peer under the bed. He was surprised to find it rather tidy. In fact, there were several boxes scattered under the bed. Oh. Now he understood. The shirt was likely supposed to be in one of these boxes for a donation or something perhaps. He grabbed a hold of the closest box and pulled it out. He opened it up, and his eyes went wide.

Inside the box, was an assortment of toys. Stuffed animals, cars, action figures, and even a large superhero outfit. Upon closer inspection, he realised that it was a superman onsie with a red cape clipped onto the back! Curiosity, getting the better of him, he pulled out the next box. It was filled with bottles, and pacifiers. He pulled out the next box. An abundance of clothing like onsies, footies, and even a frog kirugami. There was one final box left to be seen, and he was hardly sure that he wanted to see it. But he had to. He pulled it out from under the bed and opened it. He swallowed hard and slowly, with shaky fingers, pulled out what was within. The white crinkle fabric was soft beneath his fingers. The box contained large diapers, along with powder, Lotion, and baby wipes. Why in the world did he have all of these things?

He jumped when he heard a sudden clatter. He looked up. Juta was standing in the doorway, looking mortified. On his feet were the dishes and forks he had brought for the cake. He was pale, eyes wide. Asuka quickly placed the diaper back in the box. "Juta I'm sorry!" He said. "There was something on the floor near your bed and I was trying to put it away!" He insisted. "I saw the boxes and...I'm sorry. I had no right to look at your stuff like I did." Juta didn't answer. Instead, he just ran a shaky hand through his hair.

"I-its fine." Juta said as calmly as possible. "I erm...have a bit of explaining to do I guess." He approached Asuka and slowly pushed the boxes back under the bed. Then he quietly sat back on the bed and placed his elbows on his knees and folded his hands. Asuka sat next to him and waited patiently. Juta sighed and finally looked up at Asuka.

"Have you ever heard of an abdl?" He asked. Asuka shook his head "Well it stands for Adult baby d-diaper lover." He answered. "People who like to role play as if they are much younger then they really are. It helps people to relax, soothes them. And for some...it's even sexual. But either way, all that stuff you saw, was mine. I am an ADBL. I like to role play as a little boy."

Asuka was quiet for a moment, taking it all in. "But why?" He couldn't help but ask. Juta smiled a bit.

"I had a feeling you might ask that. You see...my little sister Kuriko was born before I had even turned one., and Yae came soon after that. I was never the youngest child for long. I was expected to take care of my younger sisters even since I was little myself. I never really had a childhood. So I suppose I do this in order to feel like I can start over again. Relive my life I guess. Just for a moment anyways. Kinda silly isn't it?" He chuckled a bit sadly.

"Actually.." Asuka answered. "I think it's...sort of cute." Juta stared up at Asuka, shocked. "I will admit, I've never heard of anyone doing this before, but I think it's rather cute. Do any of your sister know what your doing?"

Juta nodded. "Only the oldest four, Kuriko, Yae, Nanami, and Rikka. They all accept what I'm doing. I might tell the others when they get a bit older. But not yet."

"And do they ever participate in what you do?"

"No. I leave them out of it. It isn't right to have my younger sisters take part in something like this. But..honestly, I have wondered before what it might be like to have someone take care of me." Asuka thought this over for a moment before coming to a conclusion.

"Would you like me to take care of you maybe?" He asked. "I mean, today is your birthday and all. If this is something you enjoy, then I want to help you. I don't mind any of it really." Juta seemed extremely surprised by this.

"Asuka, your my best friend! I couldn't ask you to do that for me."

"Please don't worry about it. If you'd prefer not to, then that's fine too. But don't feel afraid to ask me." Juta hesitantly bit his lip and fidgeted a bit. Asuka could understand why he didn't seem too willing. "Here, I'll get a knife so we can cut the cake." He said. He turned and as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a hand on his sleeve. He turned and saw Juta looking up at him with a shy expression.

"Okay. I want to do it."