Misaki: Hurry, Kyoto-san, hurry!

Me: I'm trying! This is much harder than you think, Misaki!

Misaki: Yeah, yeah, yeah, just hurry! You've only got another hour!

Me: *turns around* Misaki... you actually took my mom seriously about the whole 'only two hours a day on the computer' thing?

Misaki: Huh? She wasn't serious?

Me: Oh, no, she was dead dog serious, but she never checks in or anything so she can never tell when I'm on it or off it.

Hiroki: THAT'S IRRISPONSIBLE!

Me: On who's part?

Hiroki: Yours! Your grounded! You're not supposed to be taking advantage of her trust!

Me: Meh. *shrugs* It's not that she trusts me, it's that she doesn't give a crap, but she'll chew me out if I don't get up in the morning so as long as I wake up in the morning she doesn't care.

Hiroki: … You're confusing.

Me: Hai! Always am, always will be~!

Yeeeeaaah, apperetnly I'm grounded because I've fallen behind in Soc. St. and need to catch up. ^^; Mom says I'm only permitted two hours on my laptop so if I take longer to submit I'm sorry. It'll be a while before I get caught up and un-grounded.

Disclaimer~! I don't own Junjou Romantica, unfortunately, but I would love to!

Warning! Yaoi... that's about it.

Woo-hoo! Chapter 10! This chapter will have extra POV switches~!

Chapter 10: Escape

Hiroki frowned down at the paperwork in his hands. When had he become such a snoop? This really had little to do with him... so why was he looking at Misaki Takahashi's information?

He sighed, searching through the file until he found what he was looking for.

Newly submitted housing information.

According to school policy every student attending Mitsuhashi had to have contact information which included the address to their current residence, a working phone number, two emergency contacts and a list of people staying at the same house as him. Hiroki wasn't surprised to see everything but his current phone number and one of his emergency contacts had changed. Before he had Akihiko's address as his current residence, he had Akihiko and his older brother, Takahiro, as emergency contacts, and the list of people living with him was only one person long (which was Akihiko). Now he had a new number where Akihiko's had been under emergency contacts, his address had changed and under list of people living with him there was still only one name. But the name had changed from Akihiko Usami to... Shinobu Takatsuki. Hiroki hadn't herd of the name before, but he shared the same name as the Deen, so he figured it must have been his son or cousin or something.

He sighed and pulled out a note pad to right down Misaki's new address, in case he began to feel too bad for Akihiko. Only after he had started writing down the numbers did he realize that Professor Miyagi had came in. He hadn't noticed because usually when the older man walked in it was followed by a cheery calling of his name and then something that could easily be called sexual harassment. But today, he hadn't said a word to him before taking his seat at his desk.

Miyagi noticed Hiroki looking at him and turned around. He forced a grin and said, "Hey, Kamijo! What are ya reading?"

The fake smile didn't go unnoticed, but Hiroki turned around and waved the file. "Just some information on one of my students."

"Ooh~" Miyagi mumbled, "So why were ya writing down his address? You weren't thinking of cheating on that boyfriend of yours, were you~?"

"N-no! Of course not!" Hiroki threw whatever was closest to him at the other professor – which just happened to be a pen – and, with his excellent precision, it hit the other square in the forehead. After that he gathered up a few books and some materials that he needed for his next class and left.

However, in Hiroki's haste and embarrassment, the task of putting Takahashi's file away slipped his mind.

Miyagi noticed that he had left it on his desk a few minutes after the man had left and – being a long-time snoop – decided to have a peek at Kamijo's potential rape victim.

Miyagi searched a through the papers a little bit, looking at any information that could catch his eye. He recognized the kid from the school, but he didn't know if he was in any of his classes or not. The kid didn't stick out much anymore, even though at the beginning of the year there were a lot of rumors being spread about him and some novelist.

Miyagi was just about to put the file back into the filing cabinet when the newly submitted information sheet popped out of the file. He picked it up and – after realizing that he had not read this one – skimmed over the page.

Just before he was about to put the file away his eye caught sight of a fimiliar name among the large sea of letters and numbers.

Shinobu Takatsuki.

Miyagi froze. There, on this paper, right under people this Misaki kid lived with, was the name of his lover. And not just under people living with him, but under emergency contacts, too!

Miyagi had to fight the urge to run away right then to the address printed on the paper in his hands. His class would be starting soon and he had to do his job.

I'll confront him after he gets out of school about this! Miyagi decided, tucking the paper back in the file and putting it in the appropriate spot in the cabinet. After that, he collected his things and headed to his next class.

…

Shinobu pulled his hand up to cover his mouth as a long yawn escaped his lips. He had stayed up too late last night and woke up too early this morning. He had stayed up reading The*Kan. It was a surprisingly good book, but he head re-read almost every chapter trying to figure out why Misaki practically worshiped it. He had read better books. Better mangas for that matter. But if Misaki liked it so much he'd read some of it. Now because of that manga he was yawning through his classes – which he really didn't want to be in right now anyways.

Shinobu was just starting to doze off when suddenly the teacher yelled his dismissal of the class, startling the young man out of his sleepy state. He gathered his books and left the room quickly. That was his last class for the day and right now all he wanted to do was go home and sleep the rest of the day away.

It didn't take him long to finish what business he had left to deal with in the school and head out the door.

Unfortunately, when Shinobu was leaving the school grounds, he was confronted by a painfully familiar face.

Miyagi!

The old professor stood at the gate, watching Shinobu. Shinobu froze in place once seeing him. It kind hurt, seeing the raven-haired man, but his shock only lasted momentarily before he walked out of the gates. He had the urge to run in the other direction when he was out, but turned to the man as he came closer.

"Shinobu..." Miyagi started.

"So what, are you a stalker now?" Shinobu asked, not meeting the other's gaze. Instead he stared at the car parked next to him on the street.

Miyagi let out a weak chuckle. "No..." Then, he got serious again. "I came to apologize."

Shinobu laughed. "So for some reason, after weeks of not calling, or texting, or trying to get a hold of me in any way you think that you can just show up outside of my school and I'll come running back to you. Isn't that right?" he scoffed.

"No..."

"Well, it's too bad! I'm not going to forgive you!"

"You don't have anything to forgive!" Miyagi protested. "Nothing happened. You just suddenly got angry and left!"

"Oh, you think I just got angry and left? Is that what you call cheating now?"

"I wasn't cheating!"

"Ha! So me walking in on you holding another man was just a trick that my eyes played on me, then?"

"No... bu-"

"Then, what was it?" Shinobu demanded, getting even more impatient than before. Other students from the school were starting to surround them now and Miyagi was growing too aware of their presence.

Miyagi reached forward and grabbed Shinobu's arm. "Come on. We'll talk about this somewhere else."

"No! I'm not going anywhere with you!" Shinobu yelled, yanking his arm back out of the mans grip. "I don't care if you apologize or convince me that you were innocent! I don't care anymore!" Shinbou yelled. "We're done!"

Miyagi processed the boy's words a few times. Then, he let out a dark chuckle. "So... what we had... it was just a fling then...?"

Shinobu looked away. He looked down to his feet and rubbed his arm. "No... it wasn't... I was really in love with you..., but... I've moved on." Shinbou whispered. He paused for a moment, making sure he was okay. Then, before he could stop the words form escaping his lips, he looked up and confidently announced, "I've fallen for someone else."

Miyagi was taken aback, but stood firm. "With Takahashi Misaki?" he guessed.

Shinobu paused. Had he? Had he really fallen for Misaki? He knew he liked him. He knew that their destinies were intertwined now, but... did he love him?

"Yes." Shinobu whispered, answering not only Miyagi's question, but his own.

A sad smile appeared on Miyagi's face. "I figured."

"I'm sorry, Miyagi." Shinobu muttered. It wasn't like him to apologize, but he figured that the man deserved it. "Good bye." And then, with a slight bow, he twirled around and ran back home.

He didn't want to be near that man anymore. He didn't ever want to hear his name.

Now, he wasn't living for that man. He didn't know that man anymore, nor did he have any interest in him anymore.

He was now living for Misaki Takahashi. And no one else.

Now, just a little ways away, said brown haired man was crouching against the wall of the university, clutching onto his school bag for dear life.

It was the end of the day and currently the entrance of the university was blocked off by a particularly shiny red foreign car that belonged to a particularly tall author whom he did not want to see ever again.

But Misaki didn't dare try to exit through the back entrance. It was too risky. The writer may have predicted his method of escape and walked around the school building to wait there.

Misaki was trapped.

He shook, eying one exit, then the other. Should he make a break for it and try and escape through the first or test his luck and run out the back exit. He didn't know! He knew he had to hurry, though. If he didn't hurry he'd be late for work and he couldn't risk being late. He had just got the job!

He decided he'd try to sneak out through the back exit. However, fate seemed to hate him today, because just as he was peering around the corner of the wall he saw the back of the sand-blonde author. He quickly hid behind the wall again. Then he slowly turned to sneak away.

All I have to do is get a few feet away and then I can make a run for the front entrance... Misaki assured himself, taking one careful step at a time, making sure to make as little noise as possible. He even spread his legs farther part so that the noise from the jeans he was wearing rubbing together was quieter.

However, five steps away from the wall he heard a "SNAP!" under his food and jumped, letting out a yelp in the process. He slapped his hands against his mouth and glared down to where his foot was standing on a now broken tree branch.

"Misaki?" a low, familiar voice questioned, coming around the corner of the wall.

Misaki risked one glance back and saw Akihiko standing there, wide eyed.

Misaki felt that he shouldn't move a muscle, but his reflexes objected. Instead of standing there frozen, he flipped around as fast as humanly possible and dashed for the exit.

"Wait!" Akihiko yelled. He had started running after him, but lost him in the crowd of university students at the entrance who were admiring his car – and, as of now, admiring him. "Misaki..."

…

Misaki now stood outside of the flower shop, sitting on the sidewalk and hugging his knees to his chest. He had did it. He had escaped... today. He just hoped that Akihiko had gotten the point that he wasn't going to be coming back to him any time soon.

But he'd be lying if he said seeing him didn't hurt. Because of his ex-boyfriend's sudden appearance Misaki was now holding back the need to break down and start bawling. But he had long since decided that he wouldn't shed another tear over his breakup with the perverted author. So he wouldn't let himself cry. He didn't like crying anyways.

Misaki took about ten minutes to calm himself, then another couple trying to fill his mind with things other than Akihiko, before he entered the flower shop.

"Ah, Takahashi-kun, welcome back! You're right on time!" Nowaki greeted, stiffly. "Go on back and put your things away."

Misaki thought over his senpai's sudden change in attitude from the other day before nodding and doing as he was told. He walked back and put his stuff in a locker that he was given and then slipped on a blue apron.

Work passed very slowly. Misaki and Nowaki didn't talk much apart from one or two polite requests and Misaki's asking Nowaki for help every now and then. The atmosphere was stuffy enough to scare away the customers and Misaki didn't understand why. Did he really look that depressed?

Nowaki knew why though. He was acting too out of character. But how was he supposed to act? This boy was Akihiko Usami's ex-lover and he hadn't even known!

Why was he going out with Usami-san anyways? Nowaki wondered, sneaking a glance from the corner of his eye over at the boy. I mean, from what I know of Usami-san's personality, he's mean, rude and oblivious. So why would someone as nice as Takahashi-kun go out with him?

The glances over at Misaki didn't go unnoticed. The brunette tried to continue on with his work while ignoring his senpai's gaze. All he could do was pray that Nowaki-senpai hadn't started to like him that way like so many guys he met did.

"U-um, Nowaki-senpai...?" Misaki started to ask after another hour of being starred at.

"Ah! Yes, Takahashi-kun?" Nowaki turned around from lavender that he had been preparing for a bouquet.

"I-is everything okay?" the young adult asked.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" Nowaki answered, turning away nervously. He didn't really want to admit that he knew about him and Usami-san's past relationship.

"It's just that you seem a bit out of character... And you've been starring at me..." Misaki trialed off, starting to get embarrassed. To hide this, he turned his attention to cleaning off the counter where he cut the stems of flowers.

"Oh, really? Ha ha, sorry, Takahashi-kun." Nowaki apologized, trying to make it sound casual. Even an idiot could tell something was troubling him.

"It's okay..."

Once again, the two fell into an uncomfortable silence again, which wasn't very appealing to Misaki, because with the silence and lack of customers it gave him the chance to think. And every time he started thinking his mind wandered back to Usami-san. That only made him more depressed and made him want to talk. But when he turned to talk to Nowaki he reminded himself that Nowaki-senpai was acting odd and probably wasn't up for a friendly chat.

So he sat through the rest of work in agony. He put on his best care free look whenever a customer came in, though the atmosphere of the store today didn't attract many of those.

Misaki had to hold back the urge to let out a relieved sigh when he looked up to the wall clock and saw that his shift was over. He turned around and started untying his apron before walked to the back room to get his things. When he came back Nowaki had started cleaning the floors up. He must be heading home soon, too. "I'm leaving now, Nowaki-senpai." Misaki announced, pulling on his jacket.

"Thank you for your hard work, Takahashi-kun!" Nowaki said in dismissal, flashing a grateful smile and then returning to sweeping the floor.

After ten minutes of heading home, Misaki had wished he was back in the stuffy atmosphere of the flower shop again. Because outside was worse. He was really alone now and his thoughts ran wild in his head, haunting him and hurting him. They pulled at his heartstrings and made him want to cry despite his promise to not cry over Usami-san anymore. The memories made him want to run back to the author, except for the one of the day they broke up, which honestly made him want to beat the man to death with his own perverted BL novels and teddy bear.

Everything was going at a slower pace. The sky seemed to darken with his mood and the cars seemed to all but vanish from the street as he headed home. The tree's branches seemed to practically wilt and the wind – which was blowing just strong enough to blow around Misaki's hair a little – sounded like it was crying. It was all so much like one of those sad scenes in one of those crappy romance movies that Misaki used to make fun of. It was very depressing.

He finally got home and started heading up the stairs. He pulled out his key and fiddled with the lock until it allowed him to enter the house.

As soon as he entered the house, closed the door and took his shoes off, Shinobu came flying around the corner grinning.

"Hey, Misaki-kun, I went to the store today and I actually found canned cherries! It's amazing! Now we can make tassies, right?" he cheered, his face brighter than Misaki had ever seen it. It seemed to brighten his day a little.

But not enough.

"Misaki-kun?" Shinobu muttered, his face growing serious. "Hey, are you okay?"

Tears welled up in Misaki's eyes as his hands flew up to his face and he finally broke down. His legs buckled and he fell onto his knees and leaned up against the wall, sobbing.

So much for not crying...

"Misaki-kun! Are you alright?" Shinobu was on the ground in a minute, inspecting his friend, but only after starting to unbutton Misaki's jacket did the thought come to Shinobu.

This is probably because of his ex... Shinobu thought about this a bit and then, he sat down next to his roommate. He pulled Misaki's head away from the wall and laid it against his chest, wrapping his arms around the older male's shoulders.

And, after a few seconds, Shinobu felt Misaki's arms wrap around his back and Misaki buried his face in Shinobu's chest, trying to stifle the sobs.

Shinobu just buried his face in chocolate brown hair in return and rubbed the other's back soothingly. He had never been good at comforting people. Nor did he like trying to comfort people.

But for Misaki, he'd do anything.

Can anyone else say 'cheesy'? Eh, it's okay, I like cheese~! I'm sure you've figured that out by now, though~ XD

Ahh~ another chapter... Sorry this is late~! Like I said already, I'm sort of grounded so I get less time to myself and my fanfiction. That and I'm in the middle of a crap load of other stuff. Also, to excuse my lateness, this chapter is relatively long. And it's in multiple POVs! It's the 'Chapter 10 special'! ^^ I hope ya'll liked it! I guess this means no more Miyagi (at very least, for a while). Oh well! I'll still keep in touch with him~!

Please review~! I LOVE reviews~! I wish I could reply to all the anonymous reviews, but since I can't THANK YOU! ^^ All you reviewers are AWESOME! With out ya'll I probably would have already given up with this fanfiction. Thanks~!