Hellooo! Wow this took me a while to write... I hate writers block . Thank you to all who reviewed, and for all who asked it the stalker is... Haha i'm not going to tell you XD because i'm cool like that. Anyway read and enjoy.
Usagi: Ahem?
Sha-Chan: What?
Usagi: One word... Discalmer!
Sha-Chan: Fine ... i do not own this wondrous junjou romantica... *sighs*
Usagi: Thank you
Sha-Chan: i will win some day
Usagi: *scoffs* as if.
Misaki: GET ON WITH IT!
"That will be £1.50, please"
Misaki said this while handing over the slice of lemon drizzle cake the customer had order. He loved this job. Even though it was only part time, because Occasionally he would help make all these cakes. Oh how he loved to bake. Ever since he was young he loved baking, even before his parents died, he used to bake with his mother. That was something from his childhood he had treasured dearly.
As the man slowly handed over the money Misaki smiled cheerfully as the cake was taken from his hand. He watched as the man turned to leave with a smile on his face. That was another thing he liked about baking. He loved seeing people enjoy his cake, it always brought a bright sunny smile to his own face.
"Thank you, please come again"
For the next few hours Misaki repeated this transaction with many different people; young and old, watching them enjoy his cakes. Flicking his green pools towards the clock he sighed.
3.45.
His shift was over.
As he took off his apron, he waved his boss goodbye and heading out of the door,, he gathered up all his stuff. With in second of leaving his work place, a familiar tune began to play. The cheerful bleep of his phone. He flipped it open, unsurprised by who the incoming call was from.
Usagi.
Taking a deep breath he pressed the green button on his phone.
"Hel…"
"MISAKI! Why didn't you answer the first time!"
"I was working."
"Stay right there I'm coming to get you."
"No, I have to go shopping or else we will have nothing to eat. I walk back after that."
"I want Nabe."
"Fine."
"I love you my cute little Misaki."
And with that Misaki ended the call with a sigh. Why couldn't that man act his age for once. He's all ways so childish. Although that was one of the reasons why Misaki loved him as much as he did. Even though he could never say it for some reason. Even when he wanted to.
The teen headed into the supermarket muttering to himself.
I'll get you this time baka Usagi, bell peppers for you!
Smiling when he mumbled that he trotted round the shopping centre always thinking of what Usagi would want in his nabe the most…. Of course except the bell peppers. They were for his own enjoyment when he forced the Author to eat them.
It wasn't long till Misaki had finished getting all the ingredients and had already head out of the shop on his way home. Content he was humming in his own mind, he noticed a man attempting to reach a old tattered scarf, which was hooked on a branch in the nearby park. The kind soul Misaki was awoke, as he thought he would go and help the man since he seem like he was struggling.
"Excuse me, Sir? Would you like me to get that for you?"
"If you would be so kind."
The man just smiled as he watched the teen grab the branch with both
Hands and swing up onto the tree. When he was out of sight a small smirk crept across his face, before quickly returning to normal as the boy jumped down from the tree, scarf in hand.
"Thank you young man, you look thirsty, here you must take this drink as a thank you."
For a second Misaki thought it was a tiny bit strange for this stranger to just be offering him a drink, but he reconsidered this since, well he did look quite parched.
Taking the bottle of water from the mans hand misaki smiled as his gulped down half the bottle in one go. Weirdly enough the teen didn't think he had been that thirsty, but he must have been to drink that much.
All of a sudden the teens head started to pound, as his eyes became unfocused. As he wobbled trying to gain balance he stretched out an arm, placing it on the man shoulders, Just before his whole body collapsed completely. Within a moment Misaki drifted of into the deep white world of unconsciousness.
Meanwhile, Usagi was speeding down the tiny lanes, in an attempt to reach Misaki, wherever he was now on his was home. The news report he had heard just after ending the call to Misaki had unsettled him. Not only that but something in his mind told him Misaki was in danger.
Flashback
Usagi placed the phone down as he heaved a sigh with a smile. He wondered how long it would be until Misaki could end the phone call the same way he did. With "I love you".
The author pulled him self onto the sofa, in front of his laptop, as the television blared behind him. Suddenly at the sound of the news, Usagi clicked on to the television.
"It appears the kidnapper only takes men between the ages 15 - 24, from the Tokyo area. He has taken 7 people in total over the last 7 months, but only 6 have been found dead. It is believed the 7th victim Takuma Kyo is still alive….."
With that Usagi shot up from the sofa and bolted for his car. Misaki fit that description was all that ran through his mind.
This thought flash back in his mind and he put his foot on the pedal harder. He didn't care that he was speeding, but he had to know his Misaki was safe.
Suddenly time slowed as his head turned to side to see his misaki unconscious being dragged into a car. In that second he screeched to a halt and pelted out of the car. Only to reach the other car as it pulled of, quite fast as the driver noticed the other man. Usagi cursed and he clambered into his car, locking his eyes on the car in front. The author followed the car until, they turned a sharp right and Usagi could believe his eyes. The car that he just had been following, had merged with the sea of traffic and was gone.
His Misaki had been taken.
OOO supence XD Haha i hope you like it, please review, so i know what you's think :D
Misaki: Why did you make me and idiot? i wouldnt drink water from a stranger
Sha-Chan: Cos you are an idiot... deal with it
Misaki: *Pouts*
Oh yeah could someone tell me what AU means... its been irritating me
