Dreams

Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own Junjou Romantica.

Crappy summary, but I couldn't come up with anything else. This idea just wouldn't let me sleep and my computer just kept calling out to me from across the room. So, uh, yea…. Keep in mind this was created by a sleep-deprived person who's been up since 2:40 AM. This fic will be cut into three parts; first Romantica, then Egoist, and then Terrorist. Enjoy~!

~Romantica~

Misaki groaned, slapping away the hand that was pushing on his shoulder. "Misa-chan! Get up!" A voice hissed, as the pushing continued. "Usami-sensei is-"

"Sleeping in my class again, Takahashi-san?" Another voice growled.

"Huh?" Misaki yawned, sitting up. Looking around, he realized he was in a classroom. And not just any old classroom, a classroom in his old high school. "What the…?"

"Yes, 'what the' indeed. Detention, Takahashi-san." Misaki looked up at the voice and gasped.

"Usagi-san?!"

"Please, call me Usami-sensei, Takahashi-san." Akihiko said, before going back to teaching the class. A few of his classmates snickered at him and he frowned. What was going on? And why was Usagi-san teaching a class? And more importantly, why did his legs feel cold? Chancing a peek under the desk, Misaki realized he was wearing a skirt. His face turned bright red and he buried his face into his textbook. Now, he was definitely sure that he was having a dream.

What kind of freakin' dream was this?! 'Damn Usagi-san! He turned me into a pervert!' He thought wearily. An hour later, the bell rang; ending the day and Misaki was forced to stay behind. Misaki continued blushing and took to staring at the clock, wishing the hands would move faster.

"Misaki." Misaki jumped at the voice and looked up, startled. Akihiko was standing over his desk with a smirk settled over his lips. Suddenly, the teacher leaned in and captured the teen's lips with his own. Misaki gasped, and Akihiko took it as an opportunity to slip his tongue into Misaki's mouth. Moaning, Misaki closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around the man. After Akihiko broke the kiss, the two panted heavily trying to catch their breaths.

"Usagi-sensei…?" Misaki asked as the teacher plucked him from his chair and carried him over to his desk. Laying the teen on the desk, Akihiko presumed kissing him. Akihiko's hands went up Misaki's thighs, riding up the skirt the teen was wearing. Hooking his fingers onto the boy's underwear, he pulled them swiftly off. "Usagi-sensei!" Misaki gasped as the man grabbed him…

Meanwhile…

"Usagi-sensei…." Misaki moaned.

Akihiko watched, smiling as his lover twisted and turned, moaning his name. Deciding that he'd rather live it out for real, he went to go wake the boy. "Misaki," he whispered into Misaki's ear.

Misaki groaned, before opening his eyes and staring at the author. "AHHHH!!!!!!" The teen screamed, his mind finally registering how close Akihiko was to him. "W-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"

"'Usagi-sensei', eh?" Akihiko asked ignoring Misaki's question, smirking as the boy blushed even more than thought possible. "I kind of like the sound of that."

"S-shut up. Baka-Usagi." Misaki huffed, averting his gaze.

Akihiko put his hand under Misaki's chin and lifted it up before claiming the boy's lips. Pulling away, he smiled at his lover. "How about we make that dream a reality?"

Misaki quickly backed up and tried pushing Akihiko away. "GAH! N-NO STOP IT! USAGI-SAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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-_-" I can't believe I wrote that… -blushes- Uh, sorry I couldn't write the actual scene, but I'm still uncomfortable posting things like that here for people to read, plus the fact that my little sister knows how to find my page... Well, um, I hope you enjoyed it and if you want more, please review! Next up is Egoist~ ^^