Author's Note: Soooo….in between my "Takahiro Visits" thing I will start something new. This one is me picking words at random and writing about them for each character in the series for as long as I want I guess. The way I pick words is google something random and point my finger at a word on the screen.

Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica

Word is throat

Usagi

Misaki sat on the couch curled in a blanket. His throat had been hurting him all day. I was worried. I was always worried about Misaki but him being sick just made me just about have a panic attack.

His face was pink but not in the way I loved. He would sneeze every couple minutes and eventually he gave up tissues. He wiped his face on the blanket and coughed. It was just a cold. Aikawa told me. Somehow I didn't believe her. Was I paranoid?

Misaki looked over at me with watering eyes and sneezed. He sighed and dug around until he found a napkin to wipe his nose with. He looked completely pathetic and depressed.

Sneeze after sneeze after sneeze. He finally just looked purely exhausted. I saw him open his mouth but what he said was so quiet I couldn't hear.

"Now I've lost my voice." He barely got it out. Misaki lost his voice. Unacceptable!

Misaki

Usagi-san abruptly stood up after I told him I lost my voice. He had some demonic aura. I felt I should run for my life but I just pulled my blanket around me even tighter.

"Completely unacceptable! If I can't touch you I have to hear your voice! And it's GONE!" I thought he might explode. I rolled off the couch and began crawling away.

"Where are you going?" Did he already forget that I couldn't answer him? Of course he did. It is Usagi-san we are talking about here.

I made my way to the stairs and began the slow crawl up feeling Usagi running up behind me. I made it to his room and climbed into the bed. I needed some sleep. Usagi didn't seem to think I was able to get sick, but no one is invincible.

"Misaki! I'll be back!" Usagi ran to his study. What the hell was that idiot doing now? Well at least I had peace for a little.

Usagi

I ran to my study and threw myself into the chair. I turned on my laptop while drumming my fingers impatiently. "Come on, come on you piece of shit." It buzzed to life. "Yes! I love you!"

Here I am talking to objects. Great….I got up a search engine and typed "ways to stop a cold" a couple different things came up but I clicked on the first one.

"The best way to battle a fever is to sweat it out." I had to make Misaki sweat. This was the best news I have ever received.

He had to cool down. I looked down at my hands. Cold or sweat which one was it? Cold hands…that make Misaki sweat. I had the answer!

I got up and ran back in the room where a confused Misaki was laying on the bed. "I have to make you sweat!"

Misaki

Upon hearing Usagi's revelation I decided the best thing to do was run. I gathered all my strength and barreled passed him into the bathroom. I shut the door and sat in the tub.

My fuzzy brain forgot to register that I also needed to lock said door in order to be safe. So when Usagi came crashing in it wasn't a surprise.

"Good thinking Misaki!" What was he talking about? He picked me up and turned on the water. "And here I thought you were trying to run from me. It's just because you can't talk." I was running!

He stripped me down and I didn't have enough energy to fight. Then he put me in the bathtub that he filled was comfortably hot water. Oh…he thought I wanted him to put me in here. I was running from being molested.

Usagi took off his clothes and sat in with me. What the hell was he doing now? When I felt his cold hands touch my forehead I finally understood. Usagi was trying to make me better…

The tears spilled over before I could help it. Usagi looked worried but I shook my head and smiled. Even Usagi could make someone feel better when they were sick. His way was a little different but it was sweet and I was happy.