Sick Usagi-san
Disclamer:I don't own Junjou Romantica chracters
Chapter 1: Misaki
"I need to recharge on my Misaki.." Usagi-san clings onto me closely, which always left me flustered, but actually more annoyed..."G-get off of me Usagi-san! I'm making breakfast!" I'm trying my best to balance things out, but it can be impossible at times with Usagi being so clingy unto me like this…
With defeat, I could feel him sighing against my skin, "Fine fine…" He finally lets go of me and head towards the coffee machine, "Did you finally finish your Manuscript Usagi-san?"
While I chuckled softly with a little pride, "Yes…I did.." He lets out a tired sigh, I felt really relieved to have that little project out of the way.
He smiles at me gladly, "Good, now Aikawa-san won't come in here without sleep because of you…" he rolled his eyes at the thought. Once a current aroma had filled the air, I knew that the breakfast that I prepared was now finished at last, "Usagi-san! Food's ready!"
Of course, he groans tiredly as I place down the food on the table. I sat down and awaited him to be at the table as well. When he finally begins sit down, I start to notice that he looked quite upset, I felt worried."Did something happen Usagi-san?"
He sighs, "My...Father called me.." I gasp, "Usagi-Chichi?" He nods, I could see that he was becoming more paler, so I asked him, "Usagi-san?Are you ok?"
He looks up at me and rubs his eyes, "Y-yea..Im fine..a-anyway...he wanted me to meet him at the mansion...my brother is going to be there and we are going to try to 'bond'. together..." I widen my eyes, 'Usagi-san, Usagi's Nii-chan, and Usagi-chichi? Together?' I imagined the look in all of their faces, It scared me.
I was shivering at the thought.
Usagi-san clears his throat, "I don't want to go…" I get up from my seat and I gently kiss his cheek, I chuckled when he widened his eyes, "You still have to go Usagi-san...Even though you don't want to, but your dad wants to bond with his family..you should give him and Usagi-ani a chance…" He sighs, "Fine...but you owe me for going to this…"
He smiles seductively, and I blush, "N-no way!" He chuckles and continues eating, I let out a sigh of relief. I sit back down and I start eating once more.
Once we both finished, and I had gotten the plates and was washing the remaining dishes, I hear Usagi-san sit on the couch talking with someone.
I was a bit curious, so I quickly washed the dishes and I hide behind the kitchen counter to hear the conversation. "Yes...I'm going..is Haruhiko going to be there? He is? Oh...so where are we going? A restaurant? Ok..what time? 4:00 pm? Ok..I'll meet you guys there…" He hung up and sighed. Rubbing his eyes with a tiredly expression, he then closed his eyes.
I slowly got out from behind the kitchen as to not make a sound that would alert Usagi-san, "Misaki?What are you doing there?" 'Oh crap he found me..' He had opened his eyes and now his purple amethyst eyes were looking up to me. I smiled nervously, "N-nothing..just putting some things away...in the drawers.."
I chuckled nervously while scratching my head, while my other hand was clutching my spring dress tightly. He has a look of confusion, but then he shakes it off and stands up, stretching, and starts going up to his office, "I'm going to work on my next manuscript...I might not be coming down for dinner…"
He climbs the stairs and closes his door with a *bam* and I stand there, lonely, and surprised, "Did Usagi-san just say he was going to finish a manuscript early? Something is totally off about him.." I say to myself.
I could feel the loneliness gnawing off of me, but I ignored it. I went back in my room and I started my thesis. I really didn't want to do it, but I was really worried and I didn't have anything else to do.
Once that I had at least started I couldn't concentrate on it, so I stopped writing. I stretched out, and yawned. "Hwa...I wonder how Usagi-san is doing…"
I leave my room and I slowly open the door. I could see him typing with a cigarette in his mouth, he looked very tired, upset and pale? 'Did I do something wrong? Why is he upset?', 'Is he ok?'All of these questions were in my head while looking at Usagi-san.
I sigh and I close his door. I left for the main door, put on my shoes and I grabbed my purse.
I yelled, "Usagi-san! I'm going out! I'll come back to make dinner!" He doesn't respond of course, but I always needed to let him know where I was going or else he would go frantic and he would search for me and he would also get real angry for not telling him where I was going.
I left the penthouse to take my thoughts elsewhere, so I wouldn't disturb Usagi-san.