-I don't know own Junjo Romantica or any of the characters, they all belong to Nakamura Shungiku-sensei who's works I love!
aoHello my Kawaii readers! I've decided to delve into the world of 'Junjo Romantica" This is my first time doing a story for this series and I feel rather nervous as though I might not have done a very good job with it so please let me know what you think of it.
Pairing: Misaki/Usagi.
Ch: 1/3? or 1/2 depending on how I feel.
"Usagi-san!" an irritated Misaki yells as he trips down the stairs where he knew the author would be sitting at the drinking coffee.
"Hmm?" the author asks looking at Misaki with all but dead eyes from a hard night of writing as he sat at the table with his trusty coffee cup in hand.
"You know you still have more to write if you even want us to think about us going Sakura watching, you're already a week overdue." Misaki chided as Usagi stared him for a while as though he was trying to process the information that he was just told.
"Is that so, then why don't we just elope somewhere together, just the two of us and I can finish my writing later?" Usagi suggested causing Misaki to glare at him, or at least as much as he could while putting apron on.
""You have to finish your writing first! After all I don't want to have to deal with your editor crying to me again just because you want to skip your second deadline, not this time." Misaki replied as he set himself up at the stove preparing to cook some eggs.
"Then why don't you help to re-supply me so I can continue writing?" Usagi questioned wrapping his arms around Misaki and putting his head on his shoulder causing Misaki to panic and blush a deep shade of red.
"Not now! I still need to cook breakfast and then head to school!" Misaki complained as he tried to free himself from Usagi's grip.
"I'd much rather have you for breakfast and it won't hurt if you're a day late for school." Usagi replied as he turned Misaki around for a kiss as the other tried to desperately push at his chest.
"When will you learn that no means no?" Misaki snapped finally managing to free himself for Usagi's grip as the other frowned at him. Misaki was still blushing a deep shade of red and his heart was beating uncontrollable as he as he faced the other. "No more sex or touching." Misaki's statement caused Usagi's eyes to widen with surprise, as the other seemed to realize what exactly he had said himself. Misaki had just gone on impulse again and shouted something out with really thinking about the consequences, but there was no way he could back track on this one without Usagi mercilessly teasing him for it.
"No more sex?" Usagi asked, not really certain he had what his younger lover had just said to him. Swallowing noticeable Misaki nodded his head.
"Or Sakura watching till you've finished your writing." Misaki felt his stomach tighten into a knot when Usagi smiled at him; somehow he just knew that this was going to backfire on him.
"Just until after I finish my writing then? After that then I can touch you as much as I want?" Usagi asked, seeming almost triumphant at this realization causing Misaki to feel uncomfortable. How exactly was he supposed to respond to that? "Let's make a deal then, if I can finish all of my writing in the next three days then not only do we get to Sakura watching but I also get to touch you as much as I want, but if I fail to met the deadline then I won't touch you until you want me to, sound fair enough?" Misaki was stunned by this proposal, for he knew that there would be only one reason why Usagi would say something like that, and that was if he thought he could met the deadline in three days. Realizing that he didn't have much of a choice Misaki nodded his head in acceptance of the deal, all he could at this point was pray to god that Usagi would somehow be late for the deadline and he'd be free from the other for a while.
After breakfast was done and Misaki got ready for school Usagi immediately went into his room to try and get the motivation and words to finish the large amount of his story that was till unwritten before the deadline he had set for himself. For there was no way in hell he could refrain from touching Misaki for more then three days without his need getting out of control and a certain part him knew that this was the same for Misaki, though he'd never admit it.
Misaki found his mind wander to Usagi the entire time he was at school wonder exactly how the author was going to manage to refrain from touching him considering it was an almost everyday event that they had sex or at least kissed and touched somehow, it would feel sorta odd and out of place if they weren't doing that, Misaki shook his head the moment he began to think these thoughts, after all it wasn't like he was going to be the one who was going to be missing it, because if Usagi wasn't going to be touching him then that meant he'd be able to focus more on his school work and be able to go to bed sleep sooner and wake up earlier and get more done without the other bothering him. Misaki knew that if he focused on these things then nothing would be a problem.
Misaki came home after shopping for dinner to no Usagi to greet him letting him know that the other was more then likely still busy writing. Setting the groceries on the table Misaki reapplied his apron and set himself to the task of making something delicious for dinner. After he'd finished cooking Misaki knew that Usagi would have to come down to eat so that would give him a chance to see how the other was fairing in the war against words.
Another soup was what he had decided on. A nice thick carrot soup with onions, garlic and belle pepper plus some milk to make it creamy. Grabbing hot pads Misaki moved the pot to the middle of the table before grabbing two bowls and setting the silverware out. Misaki thought about going up to Usagi's door and going in to let him know that dinner was ready, but quickly rethought his decision when he took in fact that IF the other had been stuck trying to write all day he'd more then likely exhausted and not quite there meaning that he might possible forget about their agreement and take advantage of Misaki who'd not really be able to resist him and go straight ahead and have sex.
"Dinner's done Usagi-san!" Misaki shouted at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for a few seconds before heading back to the kitchen to start dishing up the food, though he wasn't quite certain that Usagi had heard what he said or even if he did if he'd becoming down to eat dinner.
What shocked Misaki most was the fact that when Usagi came down for dinner he didn't even look as though he'd been spending a whole day battling with his writing, but he looked in a certain sense refreshed and non-fazed by what he had been doing. Misaki took a seat as Usagi did the same.
"S-so how is the story coming along?" Misaki asked a few minutes into dinner and after not a single word had passed between them.
"Going fairly well." Usagi replied seemingly focused on eating his soup as he didn't look up at Misaki from it.
"That's good to hear I suppose." Misaki's words came out softer then he had expected them to, but Usagi didn't seem to pay much attention to this.
Then the unexpected thing happened, they both reached for the soup ladle at the same, their hands mere centimeters away from touch. Their eyes locked, hands unmoving as they stared at each other, neither really sure what to do. Usagi was the first one to move his hand away from Masaki's as the boy watched him confused to see him have such self control.
"You can go ahead and dish up first." Usagi said taking his seat and waiting for Misaki. Reawakening from his shock Misaki acted.
"No, here me let me dish you up first." Misaki said leaning over the table and grabbing Usagi's bowl, making sure not to look the other in the face as he did so feeling his face heat up just simply from Usagi's eyes following him.
Misaki felt more exhausted then he had in a long time after dinner was over and Usagi still hadn't touched him once, he was keeping his word and that was what was bothering Misaki the most.
Once he had finished taking care of the dishes and putting away everything Misaki headed for his room stopping outside of Usagi's for a moment or two as he thought a few things over before shaking his head and heading into his room.
Usagi sat in front of his computer, his fingers on the keys but not moving as he stared at what he had written. It was coming together more smoothly then he usually did but it bothered him that it was, his only problem was: Where was he going to get his inspiration from if he wasn't allowed to touch his Misaki? It was partly his fault for making such an agreement with Misaki, though Usagi thought to do it only to tease the other, but after he had made the agreement he found that no matter how much he wanted to break it he just couldn't. Shutting his eyes with a sigh he tried to prepare himself for the long hard night of writing ahead, he just had to survive for two more days of this hell and then if he made the deadline then he could have Misaki all he wanted, that was what Usagi tried to remind himself as he forced himself to continue writing despite his fingers protesting to his insanity.