This is my attempt at forceful writing. I've been wanting to write a Junjo Romantica fan fiction, for like, everrrrr…. And I am recently very obsessed with it because it's my most favorite anime of all time right now. Yes, it's BL…

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Junjo Romantica, but oh how I wish I did… :D

WARNINGS: Mature Content Within! PURE BL~!

Note: There may be a tad OOC since this is my first fan fiction of this.

Chapter One: Liar

Cars drove on by the busy streets of Tokyo, music wavering out of fancy restaurants. A pair of college students walked down the streets, one scuffing his feet while the other walked more casually.

"Think you passed the exam in Kamijou-sensei's class?" Tsukuyomi Akira asked as they walked, a hand in his coat pocket while the other held his backpack on his shoulder. His little brother, Tsukuyomi Riku, glanced up past lazy eyelids.

"Nope."

"Didn't you study?" Akira asked, cocking a brow at his brother, who shrugged lazily as he brushed a hand through his black hair. Akira sighed, shaking his head and glanced up as the sun was going down.

"Kazuya's gonna blow a gasket if we keep walking at this pace. Can't you pick it up a little?" He asked. Riku stared at him blankly. Akira rolled his eyes.

"Fine, let's do this the hard way." He stated, then turned and lifted Riku over his shoulder. The normally quiet boy let out a yelp, flailing about comically.

"Gah! Akira, put me down! Not in public!" Riku yelled angrily.

"You're the one making a fool of yourself." Akira responded with an enigmatic smile and kept an easy hold on Riku's waist. Akira walked down the street, earning a nice array of curious stares as he carried his brother down the street to the penthouse they shared with their two older brothers.

It was a normal walk home so far. Upon arriving, Akira dumped Riku on the clean white sofa in the living room before heading to the kitchen intent on making dinner. Riku glared after his brother, then let his expression snap back to its normal daydream look as the phone rang. He paused, staring at it before picking up.

"Moshi-moshi." He greeted dully. There was shuffling, then a familiar voice.

"Tsukuyomi-san?" It was Takahashi Misaki.

"Misaki-san," Riku mused, "What's up?"

"I'm sorry I wasn't a school todayyy! Usagi-san was being a jerk and kept me home! Do you have the homework assignments?"

"Shockingly, yes."

"Ah, thank you so much, Tsukuyomi-san! You're doing me a big favor!"

"Sure… You know, you can call me Riku."

"I know… Hey, I was wondering… Are you busy, like, anytime this weekend?"

"Hn? Why?"

"Well, Usagi-san is having another big party for his recent book-"

"Flight to Heaven." Riku blurted into the phone, then stared straight ahead letting the newest book play in his mind like a video before he snapped back to attention.

".. Right," Misaki mused, "Well, Usagi-san will be surrounded by his fans most of the time… And I really don't want to be alone the entire time there… Would it be okay if you came along?"

"Hm… Yea, I guess I can go."

"Okay! Cool! Thanks again… Riku-san!"

"Yup…"

"This is going to be fun! I hope you have a suit, though… Usagi-san will probably make a scene if you don't." Misaki was explaining as he walked down the sidewalk with Keiichi and Riku.

"I hope you're careful, Misaki." Keiichi pointed out, giving one of his creepy smiles as he studied Misaki's confident grin. Riku looked in the opposite direction as Misaki huffed.

"Don't worry about it. Riku's gonna be there with me anyway." He added. Riku looked up, like a puppy, at the sound of his name and gave a quick nod. Keiichi smirked at him.

"If Tsukuyomi-san can't even get his work done, I'd be amazed to see him stop any perverts." He stated. Riku raised an eyebrow at him, his expression still dull for the most part.

"You have a big mouth." He poked the corner of Keiichi's mouth, earning himself a flat, slightly annoyed look in return. Misaki sweat dropped.

"Ah, let's just go home, Riku-san."

"Okay." The two separated from Keiichi, who waved to them as they went around a corner to the main road.

"Why do you hang around him?" Riku asked aloud. Misaki looked at his feet.

"Keiichi was the first one to talk to me at Mitsuhashi. I sort of feel obligated to talk to him. Anyway… Are you sure it's okay with your brothers that you're coming with us to Osaka?" He asked, smiling weakly at Riku, who stared back flatly.

"Yes." He lied. He hadn't even asked. He simply told his brothers he was staying the night at Misaki's. Kazuya agreed right away since Misaki was one of Riku's only good friends… Well, only real friend.

"Okay! I didn't really tell Usagi-san that you're coming with us, so I'll leave that up to you-"

"Misaki!" Riku groaned. Misaki blushed a little under his weak, twitchy smile.

"Whaaat? Riku-san, really. Usagi-san won't eat your head off…" His voice trailed off as he stopped, his pupils growing small at the realization of how perverted he just sounded. Riku stopped to look at him blankly, completely clueless to the perverted thought.

"What?" Riku asked.

"… Nothing! Nothing, nothing! Forget about it!" Misaki flailed and started stomping up ahead, rubbing at his temples furiously to get the image out of his head. Riku followed close behind like a puppy.

Arriving at Usagi-san's, the smell of burnt food filled the place. Misaki panicked and burst into the main room, the door almost flying off its hinges.

"Usagi-san! Geh!" He almost jumped back into Riku, who peered into the room. Akihiko Usami was standing in the flesh in the kitchen area, holding a pan of a pile of burnt something with a pink mitten.

"I think it's burnt." Came Akihiko's dull response to the black mass. Misaki clapped a hand onto his forehead and rushed forward in a panic, shouting curses in Akihiko's direction as he hurried to clean the mess. Riku stepped in calmly, shutting the door behind him. He glanced around the room, then came forward to look at the burnt meal that Misaki was scraping off into the trash.

"You can't cook?" Riku found himself asking Akihiko, who was watching Misaki intently.

"No," Akihiko responded sharply, "And you are…?" Riku glanced up, looking at Misaki, who was grinning to himself now as if he completed a mission.

"Tsukuyomi Riku… Misaki invited me to join you in Osaka…" He answered. Akihiko looked at Misaki, who was turning the sink on high so it's splashing would avoid an awkward silence. Riku turned his back on the silently bickering couple to head to the coffee table, where piles of books were neatly stacked. He stared down at the copies of Akihiko's boy love books as well as a few others. He recognized them all.

Of course he did.

He had every single copy.

"Have you read them?" Misaki asked, coming over with a towel as he glanced at the books like they were dirt. Riku found it hard to stop himself from turning pink. He had never told anyone, not even his eldest brothers, Kazuya and Hioshi, that he was almost obsessed with Akihiko Usami. The author was his idol, but Riku never told anyone. As a response to Misaki, Riku nodded silently. Misaki blinked and looked at Riku in surprise, making a sort of squeak.

"You have?" He asked. Akihiko, who was just coming out of the kitchen area, looked up mildly surprised.

"Yes," Riku found that his mouth was moving before he could stop it, "I have a copy of every one."

"You like the books? Even the BL?" Misaki cried, one eye comically getting larger than the other in complete shock. Riku tried to bite down on his tongue to stop a blush from crossing his face, but it happened anyway.

"Nn… Yes… Uhm, are we going to eat soon? I'm hungry." He said quickly, dropping the book he had in his hand. Misaki blinked, got shifty eyed, then went to the kitchen, laughing to chance the topic and awkwardness.

"Yea! I'll make something to eat right now! How's that?" He laughed, scratching the back of his head. Riku timidly pulled a strand of his hair, hoping to avoid eye contact with both Misaki and the eye-candy Usagi. Riku ended up sitting on the sofa, the heavy scent of Akihiko's cigarettes hanging in the air as well as Misaki's cooking.

"So, Riku-san," Misaki began, sounding curious, "What else about you do I not know?" Riku had been skimming through a book, hoping to keep his eyes off Akihiko, who was smoking on the sofa across from him. He glanced up, over his shoulder.

"I don't know… Ask me anything. I have nothing to hide…" Even as he said it, Riku knew he was lying again.

"What's your favorite color?" Misaki blurted. Riku drummed his fingers on the book cover, trying to find something to stare at.

"Favorite color…? I never thought about it."

"Favorite food?"

"Everything." Riku replied bluntly. Misaki sweat dropped.

"Er, okay… Uh, what about… Your favorite book?" He asked, smiling sweetly now. Riku looked at his shoulder to give Misaki a comical look of annoyance, complete with corner of mouth twitching and narrowed eyes.

"I have too many to name." He answered at last, then turned to look back at the book in his hands when he caught Akihiko giving him a funny look. A mix between amusement and curiosity. Riku flinched and set the book down.

"Where's the bathroom?" He asked. Misaki blinked and pointed to a door on the lower level under the staircase that led up. Riku made haste in moving there, trying not to slam the door shut behind him. He sighed, leaning back on the door and looking up at the ceiling past tired, lazy eyes.

Man… Maybe I shouldn't have told Misaki that I had nothing to hide. Of course I have things to hide. Who doesn't? I'm such a liar… Maybe hewas right…? Riku's eyes widened a smidge at the thought and he dropped his head in his hands. No, no way… It was just a little slip up. Not a lie… I'm not a liar…

A/N: Hey, everyone, and welcome to my first Junjo Romantica fan fiction~! It didn't turn out as terrible as I had originally thought… I was working on forcing myself to write and I thought it would be bad, but I guess not… Anyway. Yes! You will learn more about Riku's past in the next chapter for sure. Sorry if there's OOC… I warned! I'm debating whether on making it first person later on or just keeping it third person… Tell me what you think. OH! I am allowing OCs to be submitted, so you may send one in a PM only, please. See my homepage for more OC entry information! Pleases and thank yous~!