Chapter 3~~~ (≡^∇^≡) Sorry for the late update again... I got held up with my school work (´Д｀；) It was nice to see my friends again, but seriously, what's with the whole load of work? (.・ε・.) I miss Yaoi~ And writing fanfiction... This chapter is dedicated to Acchan for always cheering me on! (・ω・) On with the story!

Disclaimer : I don't own Junjou Romantica whatsoever...

~xxYuki

'But Misaki went missing…' he said, dropping the bomb.

Aikawa immediately cooled down, like a fire going out after water was poured on it.

'…what…?'

'…what…?'

That was the only word she could manage to say out. It was the most unexpected thing, something that she had never imagined, would happen. Misaki, leaving Usami-sensei… Weren't they really really close?

'B-b-b-but… why would he leave?'

She was pacing around in front of the man she was questioning, scratching her orange hair. That was when a thought hit her.

'You made him leave didn't you?! You must have done something!'

She was enraged now. Misaki wouldn't leave Usami-sensei unless he had done something unforgivable. Like maybe, cheating or lying. She knew, very well, that Misaki really did love the older man, even though he didn't say it. It was obvious, so why?

'I didn't do anything. Not that I know of anyways… But did he mentioned me dating his senpai… Did he see us?'

'WHAT?!' Aikawa screeched, her eyes bulging. 'Excuse me, sensei, but you have some serious explaining to do. Who is this guy and why did you do that? EXPLAIN IT RIGHT NOW.'

'It was nothing. He just misunderstood. I didn't do anything.'

Misaki… Why don't you understand…? You are not a hindrance, I need you so much… And you were not a toy, I really did love you… Everything I did, was because I did love you… Why didn't you trust in me…?

The look on Usagi-san's face made the devilish woman in front of him feel sympathy for him. She could tell, he really was in pain. But she didn't know what to do, to make him feel better.

'Sorry… It must have been really hard for you, huh…?'

The grey-haired man was shocked, yes, very shocked. Aikawa, this demon of an editor, was actually apologizing to him? And her voice was etched with sympathy? Was he dreaming?

Apparently, he wasn't. Or he wouldn't have felt that slap on his back. And that pain that came with it.

'What are you doing, so depressed for? If it was the usual Usami-sensei, he would be going all around Japan searching for his Misaki.' She said, her hand still resting on his back.

Usagi-san kept quiet. Yes, it's true, what she just said. But, what if Misaki rejected again? He wouldn't be able to cope with the pain again.

'But… what if he rejects me?' Usagi-san half-mumbled to himself.

Aikawa managed to catch his words, even though they were really soft.

'You're really not acting like youself! The usual Usami-sensei would be more confident. He would say, 'No one would be able to get between me and my Misaki.' Or something like that. You need to clear things up with him, if what you said was true, and it really was a misunderstanding. And besides, I miss him too.'

The grey-haired man realized that she was right. Yes, he wouldn't allow anything to come between them, even if he had to do anything for them to be together.

'Let's go and look for Misaki!' he said, his energy finally coming back to him.

Aikawa smiled approvingly and nodded, happy that he finally came back to his senses.

'Where do we start?' she asked eagerly.

'About that… I'm not sure…'

'…WHAT?! You don't even know? Not even a single clue?'

'Nope… Takahiro wouldn't even tell me…'

She sighed. 'Fine. Then first, let's go and interrogate him now.'

10 minutes later, Usagi-san found himself outside the door or Takahiro's house again. Pressing the familiar doorbell, no one answered. Aikawa found herself getting impatient.

She banged on the door, shouting, 'Open the fucking door now, Takahiro, you bastard!'

She was in the middle of banging when the door suddenly opened. It took her by surprise, almost falling on the person in front of her.

There stood Manami, Takahiro's wife.

'Umm… is there something you need?'

'Where's Takahashi Takahiro? Is he in?'

'N-no… he just went out a while ago…'

Spotting Usagi-san, she gave him a questioning look. He gave one back, showing her that he was sorry to disrupt her day. It turned into a face of pain when he felt Aikawa stomp on his foot. He growled lowly at her, but she just ignored him.

'Then… would you like to come in? He should be back soon… I think…' she said, inviting them in.

While they sat at the rectangular dining table, Manami-san served them drinks and some cakes. Lucky for her, Takahiro came back soon, so she would be able to avoid feeling awkward.

As soon as Aikawa saw Takahiro, she jumped out of her chair, ran towards him and grabbed him by his shoulders.

'Where is Misaki?!'

'W-w-what you are doing here?'

He looked questioningly at his wife but she just shrugged and shook her head. Then he turned his gaze to Akihiko. His friend just looked sheepish and tried to avoid his stare. Takahiro would never admit it to anyone, but the truth was that, he was quite afraid of Aikawa.

'Tell me where Misaki is. Right now.' She demanded.

'I-I can't… He made me promise not to…'

Aikawa gave an exasperated sigh.

'Then can you at least give us a clue to where he is?'

'Umm… somewhere around here…'

'Ok, fine. Usami-sensei, let's go!' she addressed the famous author.

Leaving Takahiro's and Manami's house, they began their search.

The sun was beginning to set, and the sky showed its usual orangey-pink. They still haven't found Misaki yet. They returned back to own homes. Usagi-san was deep in thought.

Where would Misaki be…?

Meanwhile, at the said boy's apartment, he was eating alone. He had cooked too much again, not used to cooking only one portion for himself. It was as if he wasn't awake, his hand holding the spoon which was stuck in his mouth, for who knows how long.

The brunette kept trying to convince himself that he didn't miss his former home, or its owner. But still, there was no denying it. He did, in fact, miss him. Not that he would even admit it.

Giving up on eating after just a few bites, he wrapped it up and put it in the fridge. It would be his lunch tomorrow.

Nowadays, he couldn't bring himself to eat more, always not having an appetite. He knew, it would destroy his health, but what use was there? It seemed like he was already destroyed inside. By that betrayer…

He shook his head, clearing all thoughts. No, he swore that he wouldn't think about it anymore. Just forget him. It's not like he's the only living guy in this world, right? And besides, he could now live peacefully without having being sexually harassed or molested. He should be happy, right?

And also, he was originally straight. Maybe it was all just an illusion, this love thing… He would just forget this experience and go back to normal.

But still, he couldn't fill the growing emptiness in his heart. It wasn't something just anyone could fill.

Ahh… his supply of sweets ran out…

He found himself strangely addicted to sweets after he left. He always made sure he had some, but now it was finished. Sighing, he checked his watch.

The convenience store should still be open. Making sure to lock his apartment door behind him, he made his way to the nearest store.

While searching the racks for a packet of his favourite sweets, he spotted someone familiar, way too familiar, who made him cringe and drop his pocari sweat.

Usami-sensei.

He was at the cigarette section, picking out a packet of Marlboro Lights, his favourite brand. Praying that he wouldn't get spotted, he quickly put back the items he had already taken, put the hoodie of his sweater on, and walked out.

As soon as Misaki passed the older man, his ex-boyfriend, he gave a sigh a relief, but his moment of relief was short-lived. Usagi-san quickly turned back and whispered, 'Misaki?'

Misaki nearly gasped out in horror. Hurriedly, he rushed out of the convenience shop. Usagi-san followed, paying for his cigarettes and telling the cashier to keep the change.

'MISAKI!' he shouted after the fleeing boy.

Fuck…

Was one of the only words going through Misaki's mind as he ran. He was almost out of breath, but he didn't care. Sweat coated his face, especially his forehead, as the hoodie dropped, revealing a mop of brown hair.

It wasn't long before the grey-haired man managed to catch up. It wasn't a surprise that he could, with his long legs.

He grabbed hold of Misaki's arm, pulling the younger boy to his broad chest. He just stood still, still trying to catch his breath.

'Misaki… Why…? Why did you leave…?'

That seemed to jolt Misaki back to reality. He immediately pulled away, pushing the older man in the process. There was a look of hurt on Usagi-san's face but Misaki didn't see it.

Misaki balled up his fists, and squeezed his eyes shut as he shouted at the older man in front of him. Before he could think over what he was going to say, he just shouted what was on his mind.

'YOU KNOW WHY, YOU FUCKING BASTARD! You fucking cheated on me. I HATE YOU!'

Done~! ヾ(＠°▽°＠)ﾉ Did you enjoy it? (^O^) Please review~~~

~xxYuki