Author's Note: finally, chapter 4. I deeply apologize for the delay, a lot of things are bothering me. But now I am back with more of Usagi-san (but i always address him as "Akihiko" here). It's his turn now. btw, i would like to again extend my warmest gratitude to those who reviewed, subscribed, added to favorite and read this crappy story of mine. please continue doing so. also, i am quite sure that i made a lot of grammatical errors, im too tired to edit, that means u have every right to sue me for improper use of the english language. even so, i would like u to enjoy this chapter.

this is purely fanmade, any similarities to any story is purely coincidental otherwise specified.

Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica nor any of the characters. They're all Shingiku Nakamura's. hail.

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Sunday 06:55

"You've been ignoring me. You always come home late, you don't talk to me, I'm wondering if you even see me at all!!"

A familiar voice inside the head of a certain novelist and BL writer echoed vaguely. "aaahhhhh" said writer groped beside him to pull an oversized teddy bear that he snuggled with closely. "hmmm...it's almost 7. I need to get up" the silver-haired man groggily opened his eyes and slowly rose from his large bed, carrying Suzuki-san. But the initial movement made him topple at the bed again. His legs refused to stand up and walk. Not a moment too soon did another irritating thing presented itself: a wave of migraine.

Akihiko rubbed his temples and cursed silently to himself. "argh. Yeah, I got drunk last night. That damn Isaka, he will regret making me go to that stupid party". He lay there thinking about ways to murder his manager and before he knew it, the dream realm claimed him again.

"Green eyes that glare at his purple ones, a quivering figure, a loud voice shouting things he do not fully understand. A cold respond that sounded like his, more loud voices. Then the loud voice stopped. The silence was unnerving."

He was still lost in that dark and silent abyss when an all too familiar hand grabbed his collar and started shaking him vigorously. Accompanying this irritating shaking is the all too familiar loud noise, or rather, voice of a woman that sounded horribly like his editor, Aikawa.

"SENSEI!!! OI!!! WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!! I NEED THOSE MANUSCRIPTS NOOOOWWWW!!!!!!"

His editor practically and lovingly shouted those words directly at his face. Her animalistic intent to shake him until he wake up or until his head fall off (due to too much shaking) is evident. Thus, he chose the lesser of two evils: he continued to ignore her. That spelled his doom and when his demon/editor realized this, she went silent for a few seconds, grabbed Suzuki-san, held it as if to choke it, raised her other hand and with an evil glint declared " Sensei, if you don't wake up, I SWEAR THIS TEDDY BEAR WILL CEASE TO BE RECOGNIZED AS ONE!"

…….

Quicker than the speed of light, Akihiko Usami, winner of two great writing awards, heir to the Usami family and a self-proclaimed strong-willed man, jumped from his bed, grabbed the said documents and shoved it at the face of his demon/editor-turned-teddybear would-be murderer. "There, your manuscripts. Now, .." he said in his coldest, most ruthless and deadliest tone. Aikawa dropped the bear readily, grabbed the manuscripts then looked at Akihiko with twinkling eyes "aaaahhhh, Sensei, you make my life easier!" She got off the bed and marched off his room, already busy poring over her newest manuscript.

Groaning audibly, Akihiko pulled on a new set of clothes and went straight to the door. But even before he reached the door something felt wrong. It was as if he forgot something really important. He glanced at his watch, it read 9:00. He creased his brows, something really is not right. Then, he remembered a very crucial part of his daily morning rituals: breakfast with Misaki at exactly 7:00 am. He dashed from his room and literally slid down the stairs only to find himself staring at the empty kitchen. Thoughts swirled inside his head like a raging tornado. "Damn! How can I possibly forget about the time!! I woke up before 7 but I fell asleep again and now, I missed my breakfast with my Misaki!. Damn that alcohol and that Isaka to hell!" He then started multitasking: plotting ways to kill his manager, swearing to himself that he'd never get that drunk again and berating himself with every condescending word he could think of for not waking up at 7 and missing breakfast with Misaki, slowly walking towards the living room, lighting his cigarette and finally, dragging Suzuki-san along with him.

He was already at his couch when he noticed a few white photo-like things at the floor. He looked at Suzuki-san and noted that his ribbon hasn't been changed. It was also awfully quiet. Something was absolutely wrong "Wait a second, did Misaki forgot to change Suzuki-san's ribbon? And those trash at the floor, he's a very able house keeper, I deem it impossible that he left those scattered, maybe he woke up late and have to hurry? Akihiko's mind was stormed with questions and maybe's. His mind has always been a peaceful lake but now, he felt like a dozen stones are causing waves and ripples at it.

As he lay there pondering with his rippled lake, a huge stone was thrown at it: the door opened again with a bang(!!!!) and in came…..Aikawa-san. "Argh, what now?" he threw her a lazy look. She still has those twinkles in her eyes as she laid a box at the table. "I was in such a hurry I almost forgot these. It's for Misaki-kun! Speaking of him, where is he? I didn't see him when I came in earlier" she said. "Of course he's not here, he went to uni to study, that's what 19 year-olds do when they're not with their lover" Akihiko replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

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"What?" he finally asked after a few minutes of a silent Aikawa. He looked at his editor and was puzzled with the stare that Aikawa is giving him. Twinkles gone, it was somewhere between disbelief, wonder and worry. "But sensei….its Sunday and the shop Misaki-kun is working on part-time is close today". Akihiko stared at her, comprehension slowly dawning on his already troubled lake of a mind. It's Sunday today, Misaki doesn't have class nor did he have work. There was no prepared breakfast, not even a note. And I have a feeling he's not at the grocery store. If that's the case then, where is he?! Akihiko's lake froze. "Sensei? Sensei, where's Misaki-kun? Sensei, are you ok? oi, Sensei!" For the second time in less than an hour, Aikawa found herself shaking her subject. But this time, it was laden with worry. Misaki seems to be missing, Akihiko should be the first person to know where he is but it is clear from his expression that he is unaware of the boy's whereabouts.

It worked; Akihiko removed Aikawa's hand from his shoulder. "Aikawa, can you do me a favor?" the man's tone was dead serious so the female editor nodded at once. "Please leave". Aikawa's eyes widened with shock. But the steel in Akihiko's eye and the boom of his voice snatched her response away. "H-hai" she hastily fixed her dress and went out, closing the door, leaving Akihiko alone with Suzuki-san and his thoughts.

"You've been ignoring me. You always come home late, you don't talk to me, I'm wondering if you even see me at all!!"

A hazy picture of an angry boy swam at his thoughts as he craned to remember what transpired the night before. He couldn't have possibly done something so terrible that Misaki will leave him right? Heavens, he has been working so hard to vanquish all that tries (and tried) to hinder their relationship!

He weakly sat down and grabbed a fistful of his hair, still trying hard to remember everything. But his once-peaceful lake is not cooperating, its depths which are supposed to be clear are murky, no matter how hard he think, he can't recall what happened. Then, his eyes fell upon the white scattered-things at the floor. He was drawn to it, whether it is because of curiosity or merely lack of anything to busy his hands with, he approached a crumpled one and picked it up. He smoothed it with his palm....

…………………….

Akihiko's eyes widened with shock, his breath caught in his lungs, his heart froze and his body went numb.

"No way"

Then he remembered last night.

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A/N: there you go, now you know Misaki's decision.

now ur probably thinking : "......then? what will happen??aww come on!!! why do u love this kind of breaks?? and also, if Misaki decided not to come home, where is he now??" or something close to that.

i included Aikawa-san but i think i've done a poor job in displaying her character T^T..( she caught my attention coz she's the only woman involved most of the time)

again, i apologize for the grammatical errors and misspelling or any glitch that i have missed. your condescending remarks will be humbly accepted.

keep those reviews going, seriously, they're my main motivators^ ^ i love you guys. thank you so much for reading and reviewing and subscribing and adding this to ur alerts and favorites. it's making my heart swell with happiness.

i'm guessing the next update will be sometime next week. stay tuned. i do hope u enjoyed reading this.

have a junjou day minna san^ ^

[listening to Shadow of the Day]