AN: I adore drabbles, mostly because people don't expect the chapters to be long. Long chapters are pretty awesome though, huh?

Disclaimer: I do not own.

Warnings: Most of you who have read/ are reading Junjou already know what comes with it, but for my sake, there will be guy flirting, some guy on guy love/intercourse… Forgive me if I have forgotten anything.

{Flower Romance}

With a tired sigh he rested his head on his arms and closed his eyes. The smell of hundreds of flowers enveloped his senses as he tried to become one with the desk and just disappear.

Thanks to Neville he was able to fully appreciate the value of flowers, otherwise he wouldn't have even given owning such a shop a second thought. But lately despite how easy the work was, he was always tired.

Why would someone who sits at a flower shop all day be tired? One person.

A bell on rung as a person entered the store and he didn't need to look up to see who it was.

"Haruhi."

Harry, renamed Haruhi after he moved to japan in an attempt to not stand out so much, dared a peek through his black bangs.

A nice clean, expensive suit on a lean well-built body.

His eyebrow twitched. "Usami-san."

The author of the well-known boys love books he saw nearly overtaking the bookstores, Usami Akihiko was currently stalking him, and he had no way to stop it.

A deep chuckle resonated from said stalker and in a few graceful steps he was standing in his line of vision. "How are you today Haruhi? Any interesting customers?"

Sitting up straight Haruhi titled his head back to stare up at the author. "No worse than I was three hours ago Usami-san." He replied narrowing his eyes as they locked gazes. "Don't you have a story to write?"

Usami smirked and bent down so their noses were nearly touching. "What if I said I needed a little inspiration?"

Not amused, Haruhi scooted back and swiveled around. "You have hands, use them."

The back of his chair was dragged back and he cursed the wheels on the bottom as he was brought back around to face the author. Usami bent over his chair like a crouched predator, his amethyst eyes boring into his own emerald ones.

"How about you show me?" The author whispered in his ear. "I don't think I could do it myself."

Haruhi stiffened in the seat, his hair standing on end as the hot breath fanned over his neck. "U-usami-san…" He protested and near blush almost breaking across his face. Taking a deep breath to calm himself he inhaled the smell of cigarettes and lilacs, surprisingly the smell wasn't as revolting as it sounded.

The taller man chuckled and a hand started to venture. Eyes widening Haruhi snatched the appendage in a firm grip. "Usami-san was there a flower bouquet you were interested in buying?"

Usami pushed back to stare him in the eyes.

Haruhi kept his stare firm, despite the man's constant advances he wasn't about to give in. His whole life was a fight, so there was no way he was going to lay down and submit.

In a movement he couldn't even see Usami had the hand that was holding his captive and was pressing his lips onto the top of it. "I just wanted to see your face before I went back home."

His cheeks reddened slightly and he took his hand back, coughed and looked down.

Haruhi may not be submissive but he was a sucker for romance.

Usami chuckled.

{Flower Romance}

An: Hope you enjoyed it, and reviews are always a good motivator to update faster.

This won't be going along with the manga since I'm too lazy, there will be all the characters and Usami's affection/love toward Takahiro will be explained.

Harry's/Haruhi's presence will also be explained at some point.