Akihiko's School for the Unintelligent
A/N: I think it's pretty self-explanatory. Misaki is going to have to be put through a lot at this so called 'school.'
Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica
Akihiko
Perhaps he should get started on writing, I mean he was on a deadline, that had now shrunken to being a mere five days away thought Akihiko as he stared at the keyboard trying to formulate sentences, but nothing. ... But it wasn't his fault, I mean yeah the procrastination that was his fault, but the lack of inspiration wasn't. The inspiration he's specifying had been trapped in a room, locked away for the past week preferring not to come. Literally, Misaki the boy who helped his ideas prosper was keeping himself and his body behind that door. And yet the more he thought about it, there was a routine that had before gone unnoticed. As soon as Misaki got home for the university, he'd hurry off into the kitchen, rapidly make dinner, eat with him and immediately rush into to his quarters. The student would only come out to use the bathroom, or drink but besides that he shut himself out. Misaki told him that he'd rather not be disturbed, and that he would be doing his homework. The author felt stupid for not realizing sooner, but it wasn't like Misaki's attitude had changed, he was his usual happy innocent self. Was there something more going on? Or did he really have that much homework to attend to? Ohh, most certainly the man needed an answer, he got up, leaving his desk and went in search of his beloved.
Misaki
Maybe he was approaching this the wrong way. Maybe if he handled each subject on it's own he'd get more accomplished. Bright green eyes looked perplexed at the variety of hardcover books covering his rug. Then the question of which to delve into first arose, and it wasn't like he should pick his favorite material because that wasn't possible he hated all of them equally. Or, he could go with the easiest….one…..
He settled for the one in the center, which just so happened to be English. He opened it up and turned to the assignment, the continuation of sentence structure involving present and future tense.
Okay if I reread the whole chapter, and look back at some of my notes and focus I might actually get it.
His small hand reached for the crinkled up sheet he'd stuffed in the back of his textbook right when the bell had rung. He pulled it out and scanned it quickly, even before finishing a frown pulled on his lips as he understood what had been thrown at him. Another project, how great he thought sarcastically. This is not what he needed.
He sighed hopeless and tired, running a hand through his chocolate strands of hair, in aggravation. Misaki wasn't one to complain, it wasn't in his nature, but why did it seem like all the professors wanted to pile on the homework, and tests and quizzes and bunch of other grades now? It was an unfair ambush, especially considering that finals where slowing making their unwanted arrival. He'd somehow have to pull some time into studying for that, which just wasn't going to be allotted with the other bazillion other tasks he had to do. And maybe the worst thing about it was it was almost a guarantee that he did not understand anything. He'd need help remembering the past stuff, the present and most likely whatever waited in the future.
Suddenly a knock banged on the door.
"Misaki its Akihiko please let me in."
A/N: That was short, but I hope you guys liked it. Tell me how you think I did.