Author's Note: Thanks a lot for the reviews. I'll write a lot to make up for everything. SO either a long chapter or two chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica.
I didn't want to turn away from Usagi. I always felt like he'd be up to something bad. And sitting here in the middle of the bed completely naked and vulnerable hadn't been in my plans tonight. I understood that Usagi wanted to help, but I just wanted to go to sleep.
But it wasn't everyday Usagi did these types of things. So I lay down on my stomach. Without my eyes on Usagi I felt nervous. He was always doing something so he could trick me. Like pretending to sleep on the couch or acting like he wanted to learn how to cook.
"Usagi-san your hands are freezing!" That guy needed a pair of gloves or something. I wonder how he survived sleeping alone before I got here. He was always cold.
"I wonder why you can't just get used to it." He began rubbing my legs. Maybe there wasn't any perverted plan. Somehow that seemed too good to be true.
"Well, it's just like you can't get used to my warm hands." It was hard to get used to anything about Usagi. His body was nice. A lot nicer than any other guys I knew. I didn't really check out guys though, so I wouldn't really have anyone to compare him to.
"I'm used to the fact that they are warm. I just get excited because they are so little and cute." Just when I think I know what's going through his head…he says things like that. Were my hands really that small? I guess compared to Usagi's they were.
"Ew. That oil feels like mud." I was going to need a shower after this.
"You've been covered in mud before?" Usagi leaned forward to look at me. He actually looked interested.
"Well, yeah. I would always play outside after it rained. This one time Nii-san fell in a mud puddle, so I just jumped in and joined him so he wouldn't be embarrassed. We ended up in this mud war." After that, the sun came out. We were in the middle of nowhere laughing like a bunch of idiots. It was fun though. Those were the days when my parents were alive, and Nii-san could still play with me.
After they died, Takahiro had to get a job and work. I was always home alone. It was never any fun there by myself. I didn't want to complain though. I tried not to be any trouble, but I missed having fun with Takahiro. Now…I didn't talk much with Nii-san. He kind of left me in Usagi's care without any worries.
"I have never done anything like that." I forgot that Usagi didn't have much of a childhood sometimes.
"Usagi-san…we should take a bath." I sat up. "Come on." I took his hand and pulled him to the bathroom. "I bet you've never taken a bubble bath with someone either right?" He didn't say anything. Was he serious? I filled up the tub and got in. "Well, come on."
It must've been hard not having someone to share your memories with. He had no happy childhood memories. I don't know what I would've done in his situation. Usagi sat facing me, but didn't say anything. He had on that face, the one he gets when he is hurt. I just had to let him know what it was like to be a kid, so I started washing his hair.
"Now your first bubble bath memory is with me." That made me happy somehow. "And you better not take a bath with anyone else."
"Would you be jealous, Misaki?" I had to stop denying everything. It probably made Usagi feel so unloved. He didn't need any more of that. I rinsed his hair before I answered though.
"I always get jealous of those close to Usagi-san. I want to be that close to you too. So I would be jealous. Now turn around so I can wash your back." Even if things were embarrassing to say there were times when I had to be serious and tell Usagi how I felt. If I kept it all inside he'd never know. Anything can happen. I was a victim of that already.
People like to think everything is going to be okay. I was no exception to that until my parents died. Now I knew someone could be ripped away from you, or can walk away. I didn't want Usagi to leave me because I wasn't loving enough. I want to be the type of person who can comfort him.