A/N: This is a request fic for BeautifulNoMatterWhat. She asked me if I would take a request for continuing one of the drabbles in The Worlds of Romantica and I decided to go ahead and continue the story. This isn't going to be a long story, possibly either a oneshot or a short story.
I don't mind requests in general (they give me a reason not to update my other stories when I lack inspiration). So, don't feel afraid to PM me with a request (it doesn't mean I already accept, but there's no harm in asking). I hope you all enjoy.
By the way, I'm not planning on continuing any of the other drabbles in The Worlds of Romantica. This is the only exception.
Pairing: Akihiko x Misaki
Warning: AU, language, OOC
Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica
Akihiko sighed in relief as he finished typing the last of his novel. He slumped into his seat and rubbed his eyes in exhaustion. For the past three months, he had been working nonstop on producing the next installment of his series. Lack of inspiration and writer's block had shown their ugly faces along the way but were quickly beaten back.
Just as Akihiko hit the save button on his computer, the sound of the doorbell rang through the house. The author groaned in annoyance before pushing himself out of his chair and making his way downstairs. He stumbled along the way, but luckily caught his balance before he fell. He came up to the door before stopping dead.
Why was he here again?
The doorbell rang again and the author jumped before frowning. Oh yeah. Curling his hand around the doorknob, Akihiko opened the door. His dull eyes looked at the person who was disturbing the time that he could be using to sleep. His editor Aikawa was grinning at him, her eyes shining bright. A growl left his mouth before he began to shut the door.
However, Aikawa's reflexes were too fast for him and she slipped into the room before he could shut her out. Akihiko groaned in annoyance before shutting the door completely. He laid his head on the door and shut his eyes. Why did he have to have such an annoying editor?
"Sensei, I have good news to tell you!" Aikawa said in excitement.
Akihiko waved his head dismissively. "Whatever it is, it can wait for a week or so."
The author started to make his way back upstairs only to be stopped by his editor. Aikawa grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back to the couch. She threw him next to his bear, Suzuki-san, before sitting down on the opposite couch. She placed a folder on the table in front of them and urged the author to read them. Akihiko blinked blankly before moving his eyes down. He could barely read the words on the paper due to his exhaustion. Groaning loudly, Akihiko fell sideways on the couch and shut his eyes. He could feel himself start to doze off when Aikawa slapped him in the face with the folder.
"Idiot! Pay attention when I'm talking to you!" Aikawa shouted.
Akihiko grabbed one of the pillows nearby before throwing it at his editor. All he wanted to do was sleep but it looked as though his editor was still willing to put him through her rounds of torture before he could have his way. Blinking his eyes open, the author looked at his editor expectantly.
Seeing that she had Akihiko's attention, Aikawa smirked in victory. "Alright, as I was saying. I just got back confirmation that one of your novels is being made into a movie! Isn't that great?"
"Eh," Akihiko grunted out before closing his eyes again in disinterest.
"Wake up! I'm not done talking yet!" Aikawa shouted in anger.
Akihiko opened his eyes again. He was really starting to get annoyed by his editor and if she didn't stop, he would probably end up committing bloody murder. Sitting up, Akihiko wrapped his arms around Suzuki-san before glaring at his editor.
Aikawa rolled her eyes at Akihiko's tantrum and opened the folder again. "Well, the director of the movie was so privileged to be working with such a great writer that he gave us three movie premier tickets. So, I'm taking one of them while you can have the other two," Aikawa said before handing the author the two tickets.
Akihiko looked down at the movie tickets with an eyebrow raised. He had to admit, he was a little bit curious about how his book would look on a movie screen. Well, he was until he remembered that he would have to leave his apartment to go to the theater, which would mean interacting his fans, which would ultimately mean getting mauled alive by his fangirls. How fun.
Looking at the tickets on the table, Akihiko gave his editor as confused look. "And just who am supposed to invite?"
His editor gave him a blank look before she shrugged her shoulders. "How am I supposed to know? Just bring somebody along with you. Hey, what about that friend that you're always talking about?"
Raising his eyebrow, Akihiko narrowed his eyes. "Are you talking about Hiroki?"
"Yeah, him! Bring him along. Didn't you say he loved your books?" Aikawa asked curiously.
Akihiko sighed before nodding his head. "Yeah. I guess I can drag him along."
Clapping her hands together, Aikawa stood up. "Well good. By the way, you had better have that manuscript done today or else!"
Rolling his eyes in annoyance, Akihiko pointed to his bedroom. "It's on my computer. Just print it out and take it with you."
Akihiko relaxed against couch and listened to the frantic footsteps of his editor. He shut his eyes again, hoping to get a few hours of sleep before he would need to fix dinner.
Akihiko frowned in distaste as he took of his third suit. He had been searching for a new suit to wear to the premier, but nothing seemed to fix him right. All the suits were either too dark, too light, or too small. He picked up another suit, not even taking the time to look at the size or color of the suit. He just wanted to get the shopping done so he could go home.
Footsteps came up behind him and Akihiko tilted his head back. "How many times does it take you to find one suit that fits?" Hiroki asked in mild annoyance.
The author sighed and buttoned up the suit. "As many as it takes for me to find one that looks good on me."
"You're such a narcissist. Just find a suit and let's go," Hiroki said before sitting down on the bench near his friend.
Akihiko groaned as he looked at the suit he was wearing. The suit hugged his body in such a horrible fashion that it made him want to vomit. He quickly stripped himself of the suit and threw it to the floor. Hiroki sighed and stood up beside his friend. He picked up all the suits on the floor and folded them in a neat pile. He then turned back toward his friend and looked him up and down. Humming to himself, he left the dressing room without another sound, leaving the author is a sense of confusion.
Seconds later, Hiroki came back with one suit in his hands. He held it out for Akihiko to take. "Try this one on."
Akihiko gazed at the suit in front of him before shrugging his shoulders. He took the suit out of his friend's hand and put it on. He straightened out the collar and sleeves before observing himself in the mirror. His eyebrows flew up on his face as he took in his figure. He had to admit, he looked pretty good.
Turning towards his friend, Akihiko gave Hiroki a questioning glance. "How did you know which suit to pick out?"
A small blush came across Hiroki's cheeks before he bowed his head. "I am you friend, no matter how much of an idiot you are. Now hurry up and pay for your suit so we can go," the teacher demanded before exiting the dressing room, this time for good.
The author gazed at the door in curiosity before a smile came to his face. No matter how hard Hiroki tried, he always looked out for his friend. It was really adorable. Turning back around, Akihiko quickly took off his suit and found a hanger nearby to hang it on. He exited the room and smiled widely as he saw Hiroki waiting for him outside of the dressing room.
They locked eyes before the teacher scowled at his friend.
"Shut the hell up," Hiroki mumbled.
A/N: Don't worry, there's three more chapters after this one. So, it's not over yet. :D
