YO! So this is my first Junjou Romantica story and my beta (who will suffer by my hand *dark glare*) Black Magician Mirei is becoming seriously lazy!
Anywho you'll probably see me refer her as Mi-chan! She my best friend and deserves the tiniest bit of credit...
This story kinda sprung on me after I read the latest chapter of Junjou when Ijuuin confessed he loved Misaki sooooo
Enjoy
Everyone knows about the beautiful illusion of marriage. All the fluffy lovestruck honeymoon like feelings you end up having. Where you wake up with smiles happy to see each other and the romantic quiet dinners.
Yes there is something beautiful and almost forbidden about being together in holy matrimony.
It is pure magic.
Misaki knew about this feeling. Or at least he thought he knew what it felt like.
Misaki Takahashi
Age 24 Economics Graduate
Marukawa Editor
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and married.
If you can really call our relationship status married anymore. thought green-eyed editor. He currently sat at a meeting about...something!
Ugh! He'd completely forgotten what he was here for! Thinking hard the young editor looked around for clues. He was seated with about seven other people including the director, Isaka Ryuuchirou.
He turned his big bright eyes to the woman standing in front of him and instantly remembered why he was here. One of his current authors has decided to quit since she was getting married. She had tried to put it off for as long as possible, but since she and her fiance did decide to move to the states it could be put off no longer.
"Are you sure it wasn't chibi-tan's fault? You know we'd do almost anything to keep you." Misaki heard Isaka-san say. Misaki inwardly sighed at his superior's antics. They knew it wasn't Misaki's fault, but Isaka was always trying to cause some form of mischief. He knew better than to trust the man...completely at least.
"N-No Misaki has been the most wonderful editor I've ever had. It's probably the hardest part about leaving Marakuwa. He was always one of biggest supporters" Misaki blushed modestly "However, I must and I really have enjoyed being here and believe me if I ever start drawing again you'll be the first I call Isaka-sama" she bowed in respect.
"Maa, no worries we just want to make sure your time here was enjoyable." Isaka said cheerfully. "I'll escort you out now. Asahina why don't you introduce Usami-san" Asahina nodded at the comand. Misaki wondered how Asashina could be with isaka for so long and not go crazy. He was always cool and composed. Even when his master was drunk off his ass he stilled managed to keep his cool and Isaka's reputation together.
As Isaka-san left, Asahina went to get Usami-san. The employees began to chatter as Misaki became immersed in his thoughts. He was currently dreading going home.
It's not like I'm scared of him thought Misaki. But still he didn't know how tonight would end. Or rather he dreaded just being there with him. Misaki didn't know when it started happening, but being with his husband had become quite...boring.
He didn't know wheather it was himself or him or just time going by, but it had gotten to the point when Misaki had force his feeling for the man. Like smiling or laughing. It was so hard and easy all at the same time.
Even...Even..oh hell SEX Ok! Even the SEX was boring and that was saying something for the shy man!
It's almost as if that thing we had isn't there anymore
Misaki shook his head as the door swung open. Asahina walked through gracefully followed by the man Misaki assumed to be Usami-san. At first Misaki thought the man was going to be your everyday ordinary Japanese man, but Misaki was struck dumb by the sharp purple eyes that stared dead at him. Misaki looked at him with wide eyes; suprised.
The man stared back boldly before smirking and looking away almost humphing at him. This only served to piss the young editor off.
'Why that little-"
"This is Usami Akihiko. He will be Misaki's new author. Misaki, please take good care of him" Asahina bowed slightly and Misaki returned with a short one of his own. "Everyone this meeting is adjourned. Akihiko I leave you to become more aquainted with Misaki"
The room was filled with the sound of rustling papers and small talk.
"Wanna go drinking tonight...?"
"I can't wait to see my wife..."
"You won't be saying that a year from now..."
With the room now empty the two men did nothing but stare. Or at least Usami-san did. Misaki could not stand to look into such intense violet eyes. They made his insides squirm. He didn't know what to say!
"Hn. You could say something" said the silver-haired man as he plopped down next to Misaki.
"I...er umm yes well...It's nice to meet U-u-usagi-san" at the raise of a fine brow Misaki noticed his mistake "I MEAN USAMI-SAN" Misaki panted at the end of his greeting. it was much harder to talk with the man than he thought.
"Usagi-san" stared at the panting glistening green eyes before saying "hn" and pulling out a cigeratte. Misaki continued to pant before the sharp intake of nicotine made him gag. He immediately took the cigeratte from the man and stopped it out.
"BAKA-UASAGI NO SMOKING IN MY PRESENCE I CAN't STAND IT" the young brunette was once again left panting before he realized he just yelled at the man. He waited for the older author to do something, but nothing ever came. Usagi-san simply stared at the bright-eyed boy. Misaki stared back.
'Wow!...His eyes...are really...pretty'
At this thought Misaki blushed and turned away.
"Do you even know what kind of books I write" Usagi-san asked cryptically.
Misaki's blush got worse. He knew exactly what the man wrote about. His usual novels were amazing, but his other novels made Misaki wary.
Other=BL novels
Misaki had no problem with the story itself. Some acts in the novel were heartwrenching, but Misaki couldn't stand the racy parts. He didn't know why, but they irked him. If the young man didn't know better he was sure Usagi-san had went and stole someone's life and decided to put in a book...without their permission.
...Naaaah
"Y-yes I do" Misaki stuttered. Usagi-san smirked and say his chance to tease. He felt that teasing Misaki would be amusing.
"And you thought...?" continued the evil rabbit.
"W-Well they were w-w-well written. The p-plot was g-g-g-good" Misaki's stuttering got worse the closer Usagi-san leaned in.
"Yes, I know that. But what about the other parts" Usagi-san was having too much fun. He was sure he knew what a cat felt like pouncing it's prey.
"W-What other pa-arts?" Misaki wasn't sure but it felt like a hand was sliding closer to him.
"The sex scenes of course?" Usagi-san took sadistic pleasure in Misaki's completely redden face.
"S-S-Sex" yelped the young edior. He felt all the blood rushing to his head. He barely heard the slam of a door and his name being called.
"Misaki!" The green eyed male eyes widen as he saw the last person he wanted to see. He was all too aware of the hand on his lap and the face very much near his own red one.
Ijuuin.
He stood there with his hand on the door staring at the much too intimate postion.
Misaki Takahashi
Age 24 Economics Graduate
Marakawa Editor
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... wished he was 6 feet under.