Love Me for Better, for Worse?
I do not own Junjo Romantica or the characters.
I am sorry I just realized that the first chapter was an older version...Sorry and this is the actual first chapter some changes have been made and to make it up will be adding the second chapter this weekend!
Everything was perfect, Takahiro and Manami were packing their stuff as they were getting ready for their honeymoon. Misaki was happily making their last meal before they set off for their trip. He was a bit sad to see them leave but knew it was going to be a short while. "Dinner is ready!" he says as he sets the plates for them to eat. They all sat together talking, laughing, and enjoying their meal. Everything was perfect. Time jumps as it goes to two weeks later, Misaki answers his phone a weak smile forms as he talks to his brother. He tried to sound healthy but couldn't hold back his cough. Takahiro started to worry and told Misaki that their plane will be landing soon and they'll take him to a doctor as soon as they get home. "Come home quickly" was the last Misaki said to Takahiro on the phone. Twenty minutes later the doorbell rings and walks to go get it. What he found when he opened the door were two grim looking police officers, Misaki felt his legs go weak he only heard a few words; Takahiro, Manami, speeding, car wreck, and passed away…
The alarm clock blares loudly waking Misaki from his night mare, a small layer of sweat covers his body and his hands are slightly shaking. Nightmares plague his dreams every night ever since the accident; he still can't forget the police officers telling him that his brother and his wife died instantly in a car wreck as they were rushing to get home but it got worse after that. The next day he dragged his fever induced body over to the hospital and identified their bodies, he tried to stop the tears that were trying to escape but completely broke down when the doctors at the hospital told Misaki that Manami was two months in her pregnancy. His body collapsed from the fever and all the news about their deathes. The doctors at the hospital made him stay until his fever went down. Throughout his time in the hospital, his appetite slowly diminished and he started eating less and less, when they finally released him Misaki couldn't bare going to their kitchen in the empty home. His friends at the college tried to help him get through the hard times but Misaki started to separate himself, preferring loneliness rather than pity. Slowly, Misaki stopped eating completely and even started to hide all the mirrors in the house. Somewhere in all this ED started to voice out and ED is now the only thing Misaki has left, even if ED is just part of his imagination.
Misaki turns off the alarm clock and sits in his bed waiting for the cold to seep into his bones reminding him that he is still alive. He sighs, gets dressed for school and grabs his bag that seems to get heavier by the day. His stomach growls as he locks the door trudging off into the chilly winter morning.
"Remember there's no time to eat, Misaki" ED tells him as he walks to class, "Remember the last time you were late to one of your classes, the professor almost threw a book at you!"
Misaki nods and walks a bit faster, wanting to get to class and to get away from this cold weather. He makes it to class with time to spare and starts to count to a thousand just to ignore the dull ache in his stomach. Misaki daydreams about the old days when he would always cook meals for his family and remembering their smiling faces as they enjoyed their meal. But ever since then the taste in his food turned bitter and slowly after that he couldn't even stand the smell of food. It's my fault that they are dead, I can at least take this small punishment since I was left here to live, Misaki thought.
He goes to his classes in a daze, trudging from one class to another. His concentration is scarce and starts to feel more tired than usual. "The day is almost over," ED urged him on, "then you can sleep it off." He stays awake long enough to make it through all his classes but noticed the sharp look his Literature teacher gives him and dashes out once the bell rings before the professor says anything to him. I can't burden other people, I'll have to be more careful so I don't worry the other professors. ED nods in agreement saying that it is not their place to decide how they live their lives. He ponders on that thought as he gets on the subway station and heads home.
Misaki was too busy thinking that he didn't noticed that his feet were starting to wobble until he almost knocked into the front window of a small café. He starts to panic slightly noticing that his vision going black and walks faster urging himself to walk the last blocks to his house. He is about a block away from his house when his world goes black, luckily he was caught by tall silver haired man, that came out of the small book store just in time to catch the boy.
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