I wanted to try making another FanFiction with an OC in it, though most of mine have them anyway and I thought I wanted to do a more family oriented story, without the sex, less swearing, no dark humor…etc.

I'm pretty sure everyone who reads this knows what baka means, but if not, it means idiot.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Junjō Romantica, but I'm so happy they made season three, but of course a season four would be nice lol

WARNING: I have no idea what to do with the plot so just pretend most of the events in Junjō Romantica never happened, okay I'm done please enjoy and I hope this long chapter didn't melt your eyeballs.

Nowaki's thoughts

"English" (let's just pretend they're speaking Japanese lol)


*Flashback*

(Visit to the orphanage)

"Nowaki-kun, we have a child who just came to us. We thought it would be good if you spoke with her." A worker told him.

"What's wrong?"

"You'll know when you speak to her."

Nowaki walked through the familiar orphanage each step was like a memory of the past. He sighed.

He said her name is Ren and she refuses to leave the room on the top floor of the orphanage. Besides that I know nothing else.

He paused outside of the door and pressed his ear against it

It's quiet.

"Excuse me! May I come in?" He called.

"It seems I caused enough trouble to have them send someone." She sighed.

"Pardon my intrusion." Nowaki said as he opened the door.

There on the window sill sat a girl with sleek black hair, gentle deep brown eyes and beautifully shaped lips. A slim figure with curves in all the right places.

"Did you hear what happened to my family?" She asked.

"No, the only thing I know is your name is Ren." He said.

"You know my name but I don't know yours. By the way it means lotus." She laughed.

"My name is Kusama Nowaki it's nice to meet you" He bowed respectfully.

"Nice to you meet you Kusama-san…typhoon huh?"

"Nowaki is fine."

"Nowaki-san, I'm here because of my dysfunctional family. My mother suffered with depression and father couldn't handle it. In the end he became very unstable. He went crazy, well actually they both went crazy and forgot they had a daughter and committed suicide together."

"Did you love them?" He asked.

"Yes, very much. I still love them, but I can't keep crying forever. I want to go to college and I can't do that if I'm in here. I want a life again. I want a family again. I don't want to stay here and be kicked out after I turn eighteen."

"What do you want to major in?" Nowaki asked.

"Literature, I always loved reading when I lived in America and I could get lost sitting with a good book. I want to become a college professor or a literary critic. If not, maybe something in classical literature." " She smiled slightly.

"America? You lived there?"

"For sixteen years, we moved to Japan this year. My parents taught me Japanese and I learned English in school. Technically speaking I was a US citizen until we moved."

"Oh. Um, I have a friend who is a literature professor! He's amazing! When I was eighteen he was going back to school for another degree!" She chuckled at his enthusiasm.

"Just a friend or your special someone?" She raised an eyebrow.

"It's gross right?"

"I don't think I'm one to judge, if you're in love that can't be helped. If you share that kind of connection with someone why should that be disgusting? The way you bragged about him was very obvious Nowaki-san I hope you two have are happy together."

"We are. I wish we had more time together."

"You should leave soon."

"I'm seeing him for dinner tonight the restaurant is close by." Nowaki chuckled.

"You're tall." She commented.

"You don't seem too surprised."

"I'm used to tall people."

"How tall are you?"

"One-hundred sixty-five centimeters."

"You're pretty tall here."

"It was probably the growth hormones in the meat."

"I guess so." Nowaki.

"Do you think you could adopt me?" She asked abruptly.

"You're very straightforward." He laughed.

"That's what happens when you live in America."

"You don't have a Japanese accent when you speak in English, and you speak Japanese without an English accent it's impressive."

"Thank you."

"Why do you want us to adopt you?"

"I don't have a family to come home to anymore and even though I don't want to move on from them I thought it would be nice. Plus you can't have kids and I don't even know if you even wanted kids. If you don't want to or can't that's okay too. I don't want to use anyone to get into school." She rambled.

"Would you prefer to keep your surname if we did adopt you?"

"I don't want to be hung up on my parents more than I need to be, maybe you could give me one of yours." She grinned.

"I understand…you're very level-headed for someone your age." Nowaki commented.

"I'm not as mature as you say Nowaki-san. I hope you come by with your boyfriend when you visit again. I want to meet him." She said cutting the conversation short.

"You know, it has been close to eight years since we started dating."

"The power of love is amazing. Seriously though, come again it gets lonely." She smiled sadly.


Hiroki's thoughts

*End Flashback*

(Presently)

"Hiro-san, thank you for taking me out to dinner. What was the occasion?" Nowaki asked.

"Nothing really, just thought it would be nice to…spend it…together."

"Mm, we have conflicting schedules at least I could spend an evening together with you."

"Baka! I-I-I only happened to be free this night."

"Hiro-san…can I ask you something?" Nowaki asked rubbing the back of his neck.

"Something is bothering you, I've seen that look before. What is it?"

"There's this girl, at the orphanage and I want to adopt her, she's had a difficult year…" Hiroki cut him off.

"Nowaki, before I say anything I want to know if it's because she reminds you of yourself."

"Hiro-san even if that is the case, I think you would like her a lot! She can speak fluent English and she wants major in literature." Nowaki protested.

"Fluent English? What is she a foreigner?" Hiroki scoffed.

"Not exactly, her parents lived in America for sixteen years. They moved back to Japan and soon after her father became mentally unstable and her mother became very depressed. They both committed suicide within a year. She's almost eighteen years old and she wants to continue with her education, but more importantly she wants a family again."

"Have you talked with her?"

"Yes I have, I met her earlier today, it's not impossible for us to adopt her tonight."

"I mean about us and if she even wants to have another family again. We're not exactly a typical couple." Hiroki explained more specifically.

"It's common in America for homosexual couples to openly show affection for each other, she has nothing against it. She told me she really wants to meet you, it's funny, her face lit up when I told her we've been together for almost eight years."

"Wait you told her about us?!"

"She figured it out, when I mentioned you went back to school."

"The new semester is starting for college students in a few months, I suggest we start making arrangements, otherwise she'll have trouble. As in more plates, cups, chopsticks, she could use the extra futon we have and I can ask the dean if he can enroll her, but only if she passes the entrance exam." Hiroki sighed.

"Thank you so much Hiro-san! You really are an amazing person!" Nowaki said as he grabbed his lover in a bear hug.

"Oi! We're out in the open…" Hiroki reprimanded.

"I'm sorry Hiro-san, I got too excited. We're going to be parents!"

"What is she like?" Hiroki asked.

"She's very beautiful and very mature, we'll have to protect her." Nowaki had a concerned look on his face.

"What is her name?"

"Her name is Ren, she uses the spelling for lotus."

"What about her surname?"

"Um she asked me to give her one, saying she preferred to not take her parents' name, we're not married so she'll have to use one of ours. Either Kusama Ren or Kamijou Ren. To make a suggestion I think she should take your name. It suits her. Kamijou Ren, I like it."

"A beautiful girl with the demon professor's name. What have we gotten ourselves into? No more like what have I agreed to?" Hiroki mumbled massaging the sides of his temples.

"Hiro-san, would you mind if I ran over there now?" Nowaki asked.

"Go, I'll more stuff for the apartment, meet me at the station no later than eight thirty, I don't want to miss the train." Hiroki grumbled.

"I'm off! I'll meet you soon." Nowaki called over his shoulder as he ran straight for the orphanage.

Hiroki stood on the sidewalk for a few minutes before searching for more tableware.

What the heck do you buy for a teenager? Normal stuff? Girly stuff? I shouldn't think too far into this, the brat should be grateful with whatever I get her right? Haha yes that's right because I am an adult who has been alive longer than she has! I sound like a jerk… argh! I'll just get something nice. She'll need clothes right? What if she has expensive tastes? What if she's a snob who doesn't give a shit? What if she's as selfish as I am? Nowaki what have you gotten us into?!


*Time Skip*

(Orphanage)

Ren! Ren!" Nowaki called loudly.

"Nowaki-san? What are you doing here, is your dinner date over?" She cocked her head.

"I filled out the papers and the people here made an exception for me, I'm taking you home." He beamed.

"S-Seriously?"

"Yes."

"You mean it?" She asked again, her voice thick with emotion.

"I do, come one let's go." He said with an outstretched hand.

"Okay." She whispered, tears streamed down her face as she ran towards him` .

"Don't cry you're okay now." Nowaki said gently patting her head.

"I-I-I thought I would be alone. I-I didn't think you would come back for me!" She cried sliding her hand into his clinging onto his shirt like a small child.

"C'mon Hiro-san is waiting at the station."

"Your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, you can meet him now." He laughed.

"Indeed. Can we go home?" She asked.

"Yeah, let's go." Nowaki said gently as they walked out hand in hand.