Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica.

Pairing: Akihiko/ Hiroki (later on, I promise to focus on Hiroki/Nowaki)

Rating: M for Sexual Content'

Chapter 1 - edited version

Chapter 1: Alone

"...He left me." Hiroki choked, as he emptied his can of beer.

"Why did he leave you? Did you do anything wrong to him?" Akihiko asked. He continued typing on his laptop, appearing uninterested by his distraught companion.

Hiroki had appeared in front of his doorstep with a plastic bag filled with canned beers in the middle of the night. Akihiko was slightly surprised at the sight but invited the distressed brunette nevertheless without asking any questions after seeing Hiroki's tired red eyes. It is not like he minded anyway, since he was still working on the next instalment for his novel.

"You don't care, do you? Well, why would you?" Hiroki chuckled, "It is just me, anyway. You've never actually cared about me."

"I've always been left all alone. First, you left me...and now Nowaki. I should have realized this all along. Who can stand being with somebody like me?" Hiroki continued to laugh at the irony of him drowning in self-pity while ignoring the tears that had started blurring his vision.

"I've never left you. What are you talking about?" Akihiko finally looked up.

"That's right. You never realized. You never knew that I was in love with you. I even slept with you, thinking that you could finally realize my feelings for you," Hiroki giggled through his tears, "but you're Bakahiko. You're an idiot. You never realized. No, that's not it...I was the idiot. I AM the idiot. I've always been..."

Hiroki lie down on the floor, staring at the ceiling. He was feeling dizzy; he had finished his sixth can of beer. Did he just admit to Akihiko that he was in love with him? Perhaps he did. He did not even understand half of the things that he was saying. Nowaki had left the apartment when he came back from work. His clothes were missing, and his suitcase was gone too. He had left Hiroki all by himself.

"I've always loved you. You're a very important person in my life." Akihiko broke the silence.

His expression was unfathomable as he slowly leaned down and pinned Hiroki on the floor.

"I've always known that you were in love with me, Hiroki. I'm sorry that you think that I took advantage of you that day," Akihiko trailed on, "but you've got to understand. Even though we're both the last two people on earth, I'll still never date you. I love you that much."

"What do you mean?" Hiroki questioned quietly. His wrists were gripped tightly by Akihiko's cold large hands. "Akihiko...let go..." He protested, as he attempted to pull his hands away from Akihiko's grip. Akihiko released his grasp, but his body was still towering over the petite brunette.

"Perhaps, you're my soul mate. I want you to always be beside me, forever. Romantic feelings may end someday, and both parties will drift apart. Just like Takahiro, and I. I didn't see him as often as I see you, and I don't care about him as much as I care about you." Akihiko explained as he caressed Hiroki's lips with his thumb.

"You're lying...You're dating Takahiro's little brother, aren't you?" Hiroki blushed and turned his face away from Akihiko.

"I never lied to you, Hiroki. And I don't think dating Misaki has anything to do with this at all. Didn't you just hear my explanation?" Akihiko asked softly.

"Get off me, Bakahiko! Stop it! Stop this! I've just been dumped by my lover who had accepted me for who I am...who I thought loved me for who I am...I don't need this! I need a friend who can comfort me, not a friend who confused me!" Hiroki shouted, "Please, get off!"

"I'm really sorry, Hiroki," Akihiko leaned down and kissed the trembling brunette beneath him.

He slowly brushed their lips together, his tongue darting out, begging for entrance. Hiroki fought him off for a while, before finally opening his mouth and melting into the kiss. He closed his eyes and let Akihiko consumed him completely. He moaned quietly as Akihiko's fingers gently rubbed against his right nipple. Akihiko flicked his finger harder when he heard Hiroki's moan. Their arousal brushed against each other, creating a delicious friction. It felt so inviting...yet so forbidden.

"Aaah, Aki...stop...nnh," Hiroki moaned as Akihiko's hand disappeared inside his pants. He felt Akihiko massaging his member, paying extra attention to his weeping head.

"And here is where I'll stop," Akihiko took out his hand and lick his fingers experimentally, "I don't trust myself to go even further. I don't want you to think that I'm taking advantage of you again. Although I already am. You're drunk, Hiroki."

"Why did you kiss me then?" Hiroki asked angrily, panting hard. His face was still slightly red, and his member was still hard inside his pants after all the stimulation.

"...To cheer you up. And to shut you up so you will listen to me." Akihiko replied innocently.

Akihiko had planned to only kiss Hiroki. It was unexpected to him that the kiss went a little bit too far...

"We're not kids anymore, Bakahiko!" Hiroki shouted, "You can't do these stupid things anymore!"

"Hiroki, listen to me. I love you. I truly do. However, my love for Misaki is different than my love towards you. I love him romantically. It doesn't mean that my love for you is any less, it doesn't mean that you're not important to me...I'm worried about you. I was happy when you started dating that kid. You were smiling, and you were genuinely happy. I do care about you, and I want to protect you. So don't ever say that I left you alone. It is just that we don't belong together...not in a romantic way...and I can't risk us enough to date you." Akihiko slowly caressed Hiroki's cheek and pulled him into an embrace.

"Now, please cheer up. I'll send you home. Get some sleep, and forget about this." Akihiko whispered tiredly.

"Akihiko, please stay with me tonight."

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