Alright, so I have decided to just dumb all of my Junjou Romantica fanfiction onto the site. I'm usually pretty self-conscious about things (especially my writing), but I figure I might as well post things. I am not going to allow my feelings to be hurt by anything that anyone might say; I enjoy these stories and that's all that really matters to me. The only reason I'm posting things is on the off chance that other people enjoy them too. If you would like to review please feel free. Most of these are just pointless, fluffy, little drabbles, but I'm hoping someone will enjoy them

Pairing: Usami/Misaki
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own "Junjou Romantica"

Bento

Usami finally made his way down stairs, adjusting his tie as he did so. He had to spend the day at the editing office that day, on Aikiwa's insistence; He was not looking forward to it. He had been looking forward to spending a day with his Misaki.

Speaking of Misaki, where was he?

"Misaki?" Usami called as he rounded the corner and promptly found Misaki working away in the kitchen.

"Morning Usagi-san." Misaki greeted as he turned from chopping some vegetables.

"Hm." Usami replied simply as he walked further into the kitchen. Coming up behind Misaki and wrapping his arms around the boy's middle; he rested his chin on the shorter males shoulder.

"Usagi-san." Misaki whined, "Get off, don't you need to be going?"

Usami sighed, "Yes, but I really just want to love Misaki."

The younger man turned bright red at this statement, "Well, you can't." He said as he finally managed to get out of the silver-haired male's grip.

The brunette then turned to where a bento box sat on the counter, "Here's your lunch." He said as he held the box out to the older male, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

Usami blinked and took the box, immediately untying the ribbon that Misaki had tied around it to keep the lid on.

"Wait! Don't open it yet!" Misaki yelled as he tried to grab the box back.

Usami just turned away so that the other couldn't reach it, ignoring his pleas.

When Usami got the ribbon undone and the lid off he was greeted to tako sausages and rice. The reason for Misaki's embarrassment was obvious and in the form of a heart on top of the rice.

"I told you not to open it."

The boy's face was no longer just dusted pink, but was instead bright red, "I know it's stupid."

Usami placed the box and lid on the counter before turning back to Misaki and grabbing him around the waist before he could do anything else. He then kissed him harshly.

Misaki gasped when Usami finally released him, "Usagi-san." He panted.

Usami then grabbed Misaki and threw the smaller male over his shoulder as he started making his way back toward the stairs.

"Usagi-san! What are you doing?!" Misaki demanded as he beat on the other man's back with his fists, "Put me down! You still need to go!"

"I can't go now." Usami replied, "I have to show Misaki how much I love him."

Usami didn't need to see his face to know that Misaki was once again bright red.

"Put me down!" Misaki repeated.

Usami had just reached the stairs and Misaki was sure that he wasn't going to be able to fight the stronger male any more, but fortunately for him it was now that the front door to the apartment flung open.

"Sensei!" Aikiwa yelled as she made her way into the house.

"Aikiwa-san." Misaki called to the hyper female, "Help me!"

"Usami-san." The red head started as she stormed over to the author and his hostage, "You were supposed to be at the publishing house a half-hour ago."

"I got distracted." Usami replied.

"Well put Misaki down then and come with me. It's time to go."

Misaki was afraid for the female for a few moments, sure that Usami was going to be angry with her, but soon he found himself being placed back on the ground.

"I'll be home for dinner." Usami said as he walked back into the kitchen, putting the lid back onto the lunch that Misaki had made him and tying it back up with the ribbon, "We'll finish after that."

Once again Misaki's face burned, "No we won't."

Usami just smirked as he walked toward the still open door of his apartment, "I'll see you tonight Misaki."

Before Misaki could say anything further Usami and Aikiwa had left the apartment.

THE END