Something to point out. The page break between the paragraphs "Misaki! Take a picture of us!" and the where he's uploading the pictures, didn't appear, apparently. There was supposed to actually be some time passing after the picture was taken, and it was the night time when he had gone to meet Usagi. I'm just throwing this out there for some who may have had a different image in their minds, and I apologize for the confusion.

Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica or its characters.

Warning: Usagi's character is going to probably stay like that, just fyi. I hope him being a little OOC doesn't bother anyone, but It's purely for story purposes. I'll try to add some of his original character back in there, preferably in the next couple of chapters.

Misaki was walking back to the beach house behind his brother with his wife wrapped around his arm. The sun was starting to set, giving the sand an orange glow as people packed up their things and began to retreat from the small waves that were scattered along the ocean surface.

A man and a woman walked along the sidewalk, passing by cafes and souvenir shops, behind them was a teenage boy. The man wore a pair of jeans with a navy blue polo shirt, the woman wearing khaki capris with her brown hair tied in a high ponytail. The teenage boy only wore a white t-shirt and a pair of black shorts.

Takahiro and Manami chattered among themselves, a few laughs here and there as well as a peck or two. Misaki couldn't help feeling uncomfortable in this romantic atmosphere, only trailing behind them by a few inches as to not be the third wheel. He carried two shopping bags full of various ingredients in both hands, ingredients that were to be used for the dinner that Manami was going to cook for them.

He looked to his side, seeing the big beach house that sat near the cliff. The one that belonged to Usami-san, the new friend he had made out here. He had been sneaking out for the last week to go see him, mostly just to sit down and listen to the songs he played by memory. He couldn't help being fascinated by the man yet so happy to see him, especially since Usami-san always listened to the things he talked about, even if he had no opinion or care about them. 'I wonder what he'll play today...' Misaki thought, still staring up at the home.

After eating dinner, they cleared the table and Misaki offered to wash the dishes. The couple obliged, too tired from their day of sightseeing and more swimming to argue back with him. They both kissed him goodnight and went up the stairs to their bedroom. He washed the white plates and multicolored bowls one by one in the small kitchen, setting them on the granite counters to be dried when he completed washing them all. On the counter lay a few unused vegetables, Misaki just put them into the see through refrigerator before picking up a dry rag and drying the now clean dishes.

He turned the TV on in the living room, leaving it on as to create noise and not make the others suspicious while he made his way out of the door.

Misaki now sat on the large bed of Usami-san, the pianist leaning against the headboard and Misaki sitting at his feet.

"Why aren't you playing the piano today?" Misaki was only curious, seeing as how Usagi was always playing the piano when he came. The lack of music actually made him wonder quite a bit, as well as worry.

"Don't worry about it, Misaki. I was just too tired today." He replied simply, sinking a bit further into his bed and letting out a relaxed sigh. "Misaki...you go to school, right?"

Misaki nodded, "Yes, though I don't really get out much since I have so much schoolwork to worry about to keep my scholarship. I like this relaxing on the beach, it's nice. I get to be with Nii-san too, since he's always been so busy with his job. We barely even talk on the phone anymore."

Before Akihiko could even get out a response, Misaki spoke back up again. He had so many things on his mind he wanted to talk about, and this one had been weighing on it the most. "Usami-san, why are you out here in a beach house only with servants? I don't mean to pry, but, not having a friend gets a bit lonely, doesn't it?"

Akihikos expression changed to that of a calm, yet happy one to a saddened one. It seemed as though Misaki had hit a soft spot, but he didn't want to show. He then instead put on another kind expression and smiled at Misaki.

"Well, you see...I had thought that coming to the beach would make me a happier person," He started. "Ever since I was a child, I have always had a fairly weak body. I would get sick on a daily basis, the illness ranged from a common cold to pneumonia, and I made my parents worry quite a bit. They never let me go outside to go play with the other children in fear that I would injure myself from playing all of the dangerous games that normal children could play without getting hurt. So, this lead me to live a sheltered life, as I was home schooled since my parents feared that public schooling would just tire me out. I had remembered hearing children in my neighborhood talk about their adventures, a lot of them being that they would go to the beach with their families. They seemed so happy, and I wanted a piece of that happiness myself. So, I resolved that I would live on the beach when I became a stronger person and I wasn't so weak and sickly. Throughout the years, the condition of my body didn't change but I still held on to this dream until one day, I asked my parents if they would allow me to go live on the beach side. Of course, they rejected this idea, telling me they were doing it for my well being and if I were to go, I wouldn't last very long. At this, I put my foot down and told them that it would fulfill my dream in life to go to the beach and stare at the ocean. After a bit of consideration, they decided to let me go, even hiring a new staff for me and buying this giant home right next to the ocean where I can see it from my window everyday. I've been living here for a while now, and I hadn't realized how lonely I could get just being here with myself and people who work under me. It was at that moment I knew I needed a companion. I'm glad you're here, Misaki, since now I actually have a friend." His face lit up at the last sentence, making Misaki jump back in surprise and turn his head away, his cheeks burning red.

"Uhm...Uhm...I'm glad to have met you too, Usami-san." He said, trying to hide his embarassment. "Oh, Usami-san, What compelled you to learn how to play the piano like that?"

"My parents wanted me to learn as a child, and I grew to love it. There are so many emotions you can convey with just a little instrument. Like last night, you came because you heard me playing, right? That was Piano sonata no.14, or commonly known as 'Moonlight Sonata'. It's such a powerfully sad song, no?"

Misaki was at a loss for words, having been found out like this, he didn't know what to do other than just nod again.

"Then, will you teach me how to play a song on the Piano?"

Second chapter! This story is going to be long, I can already tell. I'm trying not to skip so much time in between chapters, so that they can really build a relationship before anything happens. Summer break lasts around two months, so they have a bunch of time! Haha. I'm thinking about writing chapters for things that happened to the characters in the past like I did with my other story, which will probably just be short brief chapters.

I carefully read this one, but being a human, I still make mistakes. So, anything small, point it out.

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