A/N: Hey, so I'm sorry this took so long to upload…I lost my flash drive…it has my EVERYTHING on it…so yepperzz…anyway lol I was looking through most of the fanfics and I noticed most of them have Nowaki being like really kinky and wanting to have sex with Hiroki in different places…lol and Shinobu saying 'it's destiny' to everyone….that's wonderful~ I love it when he says that though…it cracks me up for some reason…so yeah one of the worst things I've noticed is people get 'your' and 'you're' mixed up…grr so I'll probably make a Junjou Romantica fanfic about that or something…I dunno…anywayyyyyy on with the story...oh yeah! I don't own Junjou Romantica, Shungiku Nakamura-sensei does xD
Usami's POV
What was so special about today? I stood in the middle of the front room and watched as Misaki ran to his room, slamming the door.
I grabbed my coat and walked out of the front door. As I walked down the street I kept seeing Misaki's face in my head. His tears, his hurt. I felt awful. I kept walking then stopped when I remembered. Crap! It was our anniversary! Shit, I'm a terrible lover. I can't believe I forgot. We've been together for 6 years and I forgot!
I need a drink. I walked into a bar I used to go to, before I met Misaki, to sort out my thoughts over a glass of gin and tonic. I sat on the barstool and ordered my drink. The waiter was friendly. Her name is Yumi. She usually served me back when I came here like 3-6 times a week.
"So, Usagi-san, how are you?" She smiled at me, "I haven't seen you in like…6 years."
I sighed as I rattled the ice cubes in my glass, "Love issues," I took a sip, "You know, the usual."
Yumi nodded her head, "Still love what's-his-name? Takahiro?"
I shook my head, "No, I love his brother, Misaki. We've been together since the week after my last visit here. I figured out Takahiro was married that night. Worst feeling of my life, it was. Misaki knew I loved Takahiro. Misaki cried with me. That was the night of our first kiss."
Yumi smiled sweetly, "And lemme guess, you guys got together exactly 6 years ago? You forgot you guys' anniversary, didn't you?"
I nodded then took another swig of my drink, "Yep, how'd you guess? See? That's one of the things that amuse me about you; you always know what's going on with me."
She smiled, "Oh, I'm just awesome like that."
I chuckled a bit then looked around only to see a dark figure sitting at one of the booths in the corner of the bar. His head was down in his arms. He looked sad…and sort of wasted. I nodded toward the direction, "Who's that, Yumi?"
She shrugged, "Dunno, he just came here a few hours about muttering about his wife or something… maybe you should, y'know ," she wiped down the counter with a cold cloth, "make a new friend."
"Ehh, thought about it, I don't know, though." She stopped wiping the counter and looked at me, "Oh, c'mon, he was really down earlier. If anyone can make someone smile, it's definitely you, Akihiko-san." I smiled, "Thanks, Yumi, you're a great friend."
I set down my glass and walked over to the table. The man had his head in his arms. I could see a puddle of tears forming below his arms. I sat down next him. His hair was sort of a dark blue-ish type color…like Takahiro's. He wore a suit, like Takahiro does and the glasses sitting in front of him were the same as…Takahiro's.
I patted his shoulder, "Takahiro?" He looked up, his eyes read and puffy. He put his glasses on and sniffed, "Oh, hey, Usagi-san," sniffle, "What are you doing here?" I looked at him sympathetically, "I should be asking the same thing, Takahiro. Is everything thing alright?" He faked a smile, "Oh, yeah, everything is completely fine." He chuckled nervously and I raised an eyebrow, "Really? Well, I'm no detective but your eyes are really red and teary. No, offense, but you kind of look like a mess and Yumi told me you came in here muttering something about your wife. Is everything ok with Manami?"
He sighed in defeat, "No, she got angry with me…I don't remember why but she called me a baka and kicked me out of the house, saying I should find somewhere else to sleep tonight."
"That's pretty terrible; you want a drink or something? It's on me."
He smiled and nodded, "Yeah, sure, thanks a lot, Usagi-san."
"No, problem," I called Yumi over to get us some drinks. We drank for about half an hour before Takahiro was more than a little drunk, and I was more than buzzed but not quite drunk, but after a few more drinks, I was completely wasted like Takahiro.
Takahiro laughed for about 5 minutes straight and I just looked at him. He stopped laughing and stared deep into my eyes. I raised an eyebrow, "Ya ok?"
He nodded, "Hm? Oh, y-" hiccup, "yeah, totally, I was just umm…looking at you and I uhh…wait…I forgot what I was gonna say...," he thought for a moment, hiccupping every now and then, "Oh yeah! Your eyes are pretty! They're all purple and stuff! It's really cool!"
I found myself blushing at that comment. I turned my head and took another sip of the Appletini (green apple martini) I had in my hand, "Uhhmm…th-thanks, Taka."
Takahiro drank the rest of his bourbon then turned my face toward him, studying it, "Y-you're ac-" hiccup, "actually pretty in general." I blushed again. Next thing I knew, Takahiro's lips were on mine. Whoa! What the fuck? I know I used to like him, but there are those key words: USED TO! Everything in my mind went blank. And if that wasn't enough, Takahiro pushed his tongue through my lips. Then what really gets me is that I closed my eyes, allowing his tongue to play with mine, then my own playing with his.
Takahiro slowly pulled back, looking into my eyes, intensely, playing with my tie, "Mmm," he started, "You're a good kisser. Let's continue this," he ran a hand through my hair, "in a hotel."
My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to push away but my mind got ahead of me and I answered, "Sure."
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We got to the hotel room and I sat on the edge of the bed and Takahiro came up to me, sitting on my lap, taking off my tie then my shirt. He pushed my on my back and started kissing me deeply then kissing down to my neck. He traced a finger down my stomach then down to my belt buckle.
"May I?" He smirked.
I found myself smirking right back, "Go right ahead," I replied.
The very last thing I remember is Takahiro slowly pulling down my pants then my underwear saying, "I'm gonna make you feel good, Usagi-san."
A/N: Oh, shit! Y'all didn't expect that, did y'all? Nope, but yup it happened because that's life…anyway review or Takahiro and Usagi-san will get together leaving Misaki alone :'( and we don't want that, do we? Nope, so review~~~
