Hi! I'm sweetertweeter! I've been interested in JunJou Romantica for a while now, so I'm writing a fanfic about it just for you guys! I'm definitely going to continue this, so please review! -*__*- Enjoy!

Alter-Enemy- A JunJou Romantica Story

By- sweetertweeter

Chapter 1- First Appearance

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Misaki is currently home alone. His beloved Usagi-san is away on a business trip and won't be back for a few more days.

7:00 P.M..- Usagi-san's apartment

Misaki looked at the clock.

It's 7:00 already?

I should vacuum. I want the house to be spotless for Usagi-san when he gets back from his trip..

While cleaning happily, Misaki didn't notice that he was dizzy. He sharply turned around, and lost his balance. He fell against the wall, banging his head on it. "Ow," he said, rubbing the now sore spot on his head. He got up slowly, and he went to the bathroom to splash water on his face on his face. He came out, still drying his face. He suddenly felt light-headed.

I think I need to lie down.

He walked over to the couch, and snuggled with Suzuki-chan. His thoughts wandered to Usagi-san, and he fell asleep. He woke up to someone rubbing their hands all over him. He moaned.

"Quit, Usagi-san. That tickles."

What the-? Misaki was wide awake now. He's staring right into Haruhiko's face.

"What the hell, Haruhiko! Are you still trying to break me and Usagi-san up?"

Haruhiko's expression hardened.

"The last time I checked, you were the one that came on to me."

In a sudden wave of horror, it all came rushing back to Misaki.

Flashback

Knock! Knock!

"Open up Akihiko! I have a message from Father, Or are you too busy with your boy toy, Misaki, to answer the door?"

Misaki, still laying on the couch, opened his eyes, but something was different. His eyes shined with an unfamiliar light. With a smirk on his lips, he flipped his hair back and got off the couch.

He doesn't know that the pedophile Akikhiko isn't here. What's his name? Ah..Haruhiko. Misaki would answer the door blushing and stuttering, he thought in disgust.

"Akihiko! I know you're in there! Open up!"

Misaki went to open the door.

"It's about ti--"

Misaki cut him off by standing up on his toes, and kissing him aggressively on the lips. He put his hands in his hair, and Haruhiko responded to the kiss with just as much force. When they finally pulled apart, their hands were all over eachother. Haruhiko whispered into Misaki's ear,

"Let's go somewhere. There's a club not far from here."

They took Haruhiko's car, and drove to the club. They got a booth in the back. Haruhiko had a mischievous grin in his face.

"Want to dance?"

There was music blasting from the speakers. Misaki got up and pulled Haruhiko to the middle of the dance floor.

Misaki, just because you're afraid to have fun, doesn't mean I am.

There was a fast song on and they stood impossibly close to each other.

They dirty danced, and some couples moved to give them room. Misaki really could dance. Haruhiko had his hands on Misaki's hips, and they rubbed against each other. They were really going at it. It was like the music flowed through their souls, and they danced like they were the only two people in the world. Nothing else to them mattered. After a few more songs, they returned to the booth. They ordered a few drinks. Misaki, though, had a few too many.

"Haruhiko. Kiss me."

Haruhiko, who was sitting right beside him, held Misaki's face in his hands, and kissed him passionately. It was sincere. Haruhiko pushed Misaki down, so that he was laying on his back in the booth. Haruhiko hovered over him, and slipped his hands under Misaki's shirt. He said in a voice heavy with desire,

"I want you, Misaki. I'll give you what Akihiko couldn't. I'll be a much better lover to you than he was. You don't need him. Leave him."

This must've made Misaki snap put of his trance, because he was suddenly staring up at Haruhiko stupidly.

End of Flashback

"Haruhiko, I'm sorry if I led you on, but that wasn't me. I'm not sure why I did all those things. I just couldn't stop. It was like someone completely took over. I'm still with Usagi-san. I'm sorry."

Misaki gently pulled Haruhiko's hands out from under his shirt.

"Can you please drive me home?"

Haruhiko solemnly nodded. They got up,and walked out the club. Misaki felt horrible, and he couldn't do anything about it. He was like a completely different person back there. It was so bizarre. He also hurt Haruhiko. Haruhiko, on the other hand, was lost in his own thoughts.

So, I was just being led on? He wasn't sincere when he kissed me? I have no idea, but I'm not the kind of man to force Misaki to love me. I'll just have to prove to him that I can love him more than Akihiko ever could.

They drove to Usagi-san's apertment in silence. Before getting out, Misaki said again,

"I'm sorry Haruhiko. I don't know what came over me. Have a nice night."

Haruhiko grabbed Misaki;s chin, and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.

"Have a nice night, Misaki."

Misaki got out, still stunned, and Haruhiko drove silently away.

Misaki, you're so weak.

What? Where did that thought just come from?

Nothing answered him, but the sound of the empty apartment.

Usagi-san, what's happening to me?