Disclaimer: I don't own Junjou Romantica.

Note: I don't know why I had this idea that demigods are horny and possessive. But, that is the reason why Misaki is what he is in this story.

Thank you for the reviews! There are just two reasons why I update slower: one, regular sem has started and all my professors are terrorizing our class; and two, I'm kinda out of ideas. *sigh* Here's the 10th chapter. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 10 Flirting in Front of a Demigod is Bad Idea

Hiroki's brows furrowed as he entered Akihiko's condo. The aroma that greeted him is definitely not to his liking. Back when Akihiko was living alone, the house smelled okay. The house cleaner comes once a week and tidy the place up. But, now that he lives with someone, it smells like… Hiroki grimaced at the thought.

Hiroki walked over to the living room where he found Akihiko reading a newspaper. The smell grew stronger as he sat on the couch. "Your home smells of sex," he said, crossing his arms on his chest. He just let himself in, never caring to ring the doorbell since Akihiko had given him the security pin of his condo.

"I'm pretty sure yours has the same smell." Akihiko retorted.

"BAKAHIKO! Unlike you I know have to clean up mine!" Hiroki scowled.

"Tch… The house cleaner will come this afternoon so don't worry much."

Hiroki heaved a sigh then said, "Where's your brat? I don't have much time today. I have an appointment this afternoon."

"I'll get him." Akihiko mumbled then proceeded upstairs. Seconds later, he reemerged from the master's bedroom, a brown-haired teen in green pajamas, clutching Akihiko's stupidly huge bear in arms, following him.

"Hiroki, this is Misaki." Akihiko said as he pushed the boy gently to his front. "Misaki, greet my friend Hiroki." He said to the boy in a condescending tone.

Hiroki tried to smile to make the boy comfortable with him. That's what Akihiko had instructed him. But, he didn't succeed as the smile turned out to be a grimace which made the boy back away and hide behind Akihiko. Green eyes peered over Akihiko's shoulder.

"Misaki," Akihiko said in a calming manner. "Don't be afraid. He won't bite."

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?"

"Hiroki, please try to smoothen that scowl on your face which you had been wearing for 28 years now." Akihiko snickered. "You're scaring my sweet Misaki."

Hiroki's eye brow twitched in annoyance. Sure, Akihiko had told him to be gentle with the boy because he easily gets scared. But, it's difficult to look gentle when he was used to frowning all his life. It was a surprise for him, though, at how Akihiko had become so gentle to another person. His friend was naturally caring. He had seen that since they were kids. But to be this tender to a brat, it was surprising. He's usually unbearably controlling of others and always hard to deal with.

He cleared his throat and tried to relax the muscles of his face. "There. Enough?" he asked Akihiko looking away, a blush creeping on his cheeks. Why the hell am I trying to be nice to this boy? Oh, yeah… because my curiosity wants to see a real demigod. Dammit! He cursed inwardly.

Akihiko smirked. "Not-so-friendly but enough."

Hiroki slumped on the sofa. Crossing his legs and his arms, he said, "So… what's this you want to show me?"

"Oh… that." Akihiko turned to Misaki. "Misaki, wait here." He pushed the kid by the shoulder onto the couch adjacent to where Hiroki was sitting. "I'll just get the materials for our little experiment. By the way, Hiroki, you want tea or coffee?"

"Coffee." Hiroki answered and stood up at the same time. "I'll prepare it myself. You can't stay in the kitchen without causing disaster." He walked towards Akihiko but tripped on a small bear carelessly strewn on the floor. He was expecting his face to hit the hard floor. But, instead of getting all bruised, his face hit a sturdy chest and strong arms wrapped around his body.

"Hiroki, be careful." It was Akihiko's cool and soothing voice.

"Sorry," he muttered while pushing himself away from his best friend.

"USAGIIII!" An angry shout came from the boy. He turned his gaze to the demigod's direction. Green eyes full of anger greeted him. The boy was now standing; the large bear clutched tightly on in one hand. If the bear can talk, he might've asked the boy to loosen his grip.

The next thing he saw was a ball of water forming on the demigod's open palm. His eyes bulged at the magic being performed in front of him. His logical mind couldn't find a logical explanation so all he can do was stare with eyes wide opened and jaw slacked. Where the hell did that water come from?

"Im… possible…" he managed to say before he noticed that the ball of water was fast approaching his face. Before it hit his face, he was pushed to the side. A groan from his friend brought him back to consciousness. He rushed over to his friend who was trying to stand up from the floor.

"Misaki!" Akihiko growled.

Hiroki could tell from his tone that he's mad. His gaze turned from his friend to Misaki. Confusion, hurt and regret were all evident on his lustrous green eyes.

"U… Usa… gi…" the boy choked with every syllable. He backed away a few steps before storming out of the living room and into Akihiko's room.

"Oi, Misaki!" Akihiko called again. His friend helped him to stand up. His left shoulder hurts but he was sure no bones were broken. He's more concerned about the boy at the moment. He almost hurt someone because of his possessiveness and impulsiveness. Though he was happy that Misaki loved him in a possessive manner, he never wanted him to hurt anyone.

"Akihiko, why don't you follow that brat instead of shouting? I'll clean this mess up." He said referring to the muddle of water on the floor. He was partly blaming his clumsiness for what had happened so he wanted to at least help his best friend.

"Thanks, Hiroki," Akihiko grumbled then walked to his room.

xxx

Akihiko could hear muffled sobs as he entered his room. It was dark but he could still see the silhouette of his Misaki hiding under the cover of the large bed. He walked to the bed and sat on its side.

"Misaki," he called out softly. He tried to remove the covers from the boy but the latter curled aven more and pulled the sheets even closer.

"Misaki, don't be mad… It was an accident. I didn't mean to hug Hiroki." He said sounding apologetically.

"Misaki's not mad at you." Misaki said in between sniffs. "Usagi is mad because Misaki is bad."

"Well, I am quite disappointed because you almost hurt someone. But, I don't think you're bad." Seeing that the boy had loosened his hold on the covers, he took the chance and pulled them away. His heart ached as he saw the tear-smudged face of the boy. He kissed him on the forehead. "You're not bad, okay? You only did that because you were jealous."

"J-jea… l-lo?" The boy stuttered as he tried to pronounce the new word.

Akihiko nodded. "It's what you feel when the person you love is holding someone else." He tried to explain in words that Misaki could understand. He pulled the boy into a tight hug and buried his face on the latter's soft, brown locks. "Don't be jealous, okay? I love you and only you. And please, don't use your powers too much. I'm afraid you yourself might get hurt." The boy answered with a low hum.

He lifted his head and placed his forehead on Misaki's. It was then that he noticed the other's warm temperature. It was too warm to his liking. "You have a fever again. Misaki, just stay in bed. I need to talk to Hiroki for a second."

The boy nodded weakly. Akihiko went downstairs to his friend Hiroki who was preparing something in the kitchen at the moment. "Hiroki, I need your boyfriend."

"What?" Hiroki's brows furrowed, misunderstanding what Akihiko had just said.

"Misaki's got a fever."

"Akihiko, if you want Nowaki to get involved with this, you have to tell him everything about that boy."

"Do I really have to do that? Can't we just ask him to check on Misaki's health?"

"We have to tell him the circumstances." Hiroki said sternly. "Don't worry. Nowaki is one of the persons in this world you can trust your secret with."

Finding no other option, Akihiko agreed and Hiroki called his boyfriend.

xxx

Nowaki arrived at the apartment an hour after his lover had called him. It was a good thing that he has no shift for that day. Hiroki had pretty much explained to him the situation. He wouldn't have believed if it wasn't his lover who had told him about the existence of the demigod. The older man doesn't joke about this kind of things.

He was pretty nervous in seeing the demigod. But, as soon as he saw the boy, he was pretty much relieved that he looked like normal humans do, only much more beautiful.

"Usami-san, he's just exhausted. Just let him rest for three days and give him lots of water and vegetables and fruits. That will do well for his resistance and immunity."

"What do you feed your brat, anyway? He looks sickly." It was Hiroki.

"Cake," Akihiko answered. "It's his favorite."

"Bakahiko! Instead of spoiling that brat, why don't you start feeding him with good food? And please, try to discipline him."

"Yeah, yeah… I'll do that."

Nowaki just watched the two friends exchange words. He just couldn't help but feel jealous of their closeness but somehow happy that his Hiroki has a friend. It's not that his boyfriend is not adorable. He just has difficulty dealing with other people. Akihiko Usami is one of the few people who can understand his lover.

"Take care of your brat. You also need some rest. Let's talk some other time." Hiroki then turned to Nowaki. "Let's go."

With that, the couple left the condo.

xxx

Akihiko wrapped his arms around the peacefully sleeping demigod. He'll have to do Nowaki's instructions in order to take care of his Misaki. So much had changed since the boy came. He's becoming more responsible. He'll have to be in order to keep Misaki beside him.

Done with Chapter 10… Reviews/ criticisms/ ideas are welcome.