Usagi-San finally took up on his offer to go to England with me. I'm very excited, just not sure what to do. I want to do something special for him, but I've got absolutely no clue on how to do so. Well, there's one thing, but that can wait for England.

Pacing in the main area of Akihiko's place, Misaki pondered on how to bring a smile to his lover's face before leaving for England. "Eh?" Stopping in his tracks, Misaki's eyes slowly retreated from the ceiling and onto the table that sat between a smaller couch than the long one the boy stood by.

Monocle! Perfect! Those things are from England, I think. As thoughts struck his head, Misaki carefully picked up the monocle he'd picked out a few weeks ago from some convenience store. Just before he could smile, BOOM! Two hands wrapped around his chest area, and pulled him backwards.

Knowing exactly what was going on, Misaki made a quick move of putting the eye piece in his front right pocket.

"You ready?" The tone Usami carried was quite calm and had medium volume. Misaki glanced up and backwards towards his lover, and gently smiled "…I'm ready as ever," He responded.

"Good," With a pat on the shoulder, Usami released the scrawny brown haired boy, and started towards the door. "Our taxi's waiting." Misaki nodded a bit, and followed his beloved Usagi-San out the door. Their stuff was already at the airport, and all they had to do was get on the airplane and go. Everything else, our amazing Usami took care of.

As short as the silent taxi ride was, the couple soon made it to the airport. Seeming to ignore any attention directed at them, Usami took Misaki's hand before pushing through the crowd of people.

Misaki was surely old enough to walk through a crowd of people without having to hold an elders hand, but Usami just had the small thought of the chance of losing his precious boy toy in the crowd.

"Why are you holding my hand? Stop being protective! I can walk through a crowd!" Just as Misaki began his protesting outrage, Usami stopped beside the entrance of an airplane "…You'd get lost in the crowd," He simply stated. "Now come on, we've go—" the rest of his words were cut off, as Misaki 

broke his hand away, and reached into his pocket.

"Eh?" Watching him, Usami raised an eyebrow. Just as the eyebrow hit its highest point, Misaki place his monocle on his right eye. "Now I'm ready for England!" His tone was very peachy, and he had the most childish grin you'd see in an air port like the one they were in.

Usami managed to chuckle at him, before ruffling the boys hair. "Nice, keep that on." He commented, then led the way to the little part of the airplane he'd somehow booked ahead of time; same old Usami.

"Whoa, Usagi-San… how'd you get a private area for us?" Misaki's same as always question came as soon as he'd reached the place, and got the same answer. "I pulled a few strings." Then again, what more could he expect? Yeah.

And so, as we got settled I kept on my monocle, Usagi-San sat beside me (Of course to make his moves), and my protesting was kind of quiet due to not knowing if people outside the room could hear. Knowing Usagi, he probably won't say just so I don't protest.

Well anyway, England, here I--… We come.

END

NOTE

So stupid! And short. Well, it's my first and it's been done 4am-5:20am. .. I will write more if people like it. If no one does, then I won't bother.

Junjou Romantica does not belong to me. Along with the characters.