Me: *Stands up from desk, suddenly* OH MI GOODNESS!

Misaki: What?

Me: I just realized something!

Hiroki: And what would that be?

Me: *looks at Hiroki and Misaki* Okay, so I was reading this REEEEEAAALLY cute USUK doujinshi a second ago, or at least I thought it was USUK, but when I looked at it again I realized it said UKUS. At first I was like, WTF is the difference? But then! I was watching the video – because it was a doujinshi on YouTube – and apparently England was the seme!

Hiroki: *blush* S-so? What has that got to do with anything?

Me: Don't you get it, Hiroki-san? Whoever's name is first in the title is the seme!

Hiroki: *frowns* You're just now realizing this? And you call yourself a fujoshi!

Me: Hey, I am a fujoshi! But that's not the point! Don't you get it! That means I made a HUGE mistake at the beginning of this fanfic!

Misaki: How so?

Me: I said it was MisakixShinobu! That means I was implying that if there was any smut in this fanfic (which there isn't, but there may be implications...) that Misaki would top!

Misaki: Really?

Me: Yeah! That means I messed up!

Misaki: Heeeeeey, but Shinobu and I are both ukes so what does it matter? I can be the seme this time, can't I?

Me: Hell no, Misaki~! You're too cute! Not to burst your bubble, but I'm afraid you're to be an uke forever.

Misaki: … Damn it...

Shinbou: *chuckle*

*correction: this is a ShinobuxMisaki fanfiction*

Warnings for this chapter: Umm... yaoi...? Cussing (but you figured that out already XP). That's about it.

Disclaimer~: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't own Junjou Romantica or anything like that. It's so sad~!

Chapter 11: A Sweet and Sour Treat

Misaki woke up the next day. His eyes were sore and blurry, but he didn't care about that. What he really cared about was the younger dirty-blonde male sitting across the room, glaring at him.

Misaki instantly sat all the way up, fixing his posture and gazed back at the boy.

"You wanna tell me what the hell that was about yesterday?" Shinbou demanded coolly.

"Huh?" Misaki thought for a minute. Then the memories of yesterday hit him again like a bag of bricks. "O-oh... sorry about that, Shinobu-san..." Misaki muttered, looking away. So it wasn't all just a bad dream, eh? So that all actually happened... Usagi-san came to my school yesterday... He should have just stayed home! I didn't want to see him! Man, and now the guys at school are pr- Misaki interrupted himself to glance at the clock. Then, with the sudden realization that it was Tuesday, Misaki scrambled out of bed. "Ah, I'm late!" Misaki bound to the closet, grabbing some clothes.

"Don't bother going to school today." Shinobu said, leaning back in his chair that was currently setting in front of an old desk, to look back at Misaki.

"I'm not like you, Shinobu-san; I take school seriously! I want to get a good job, and to get a good job I'll need to go to school!" Misaki explained, pulling his shirt off and grabbing the one he had just set out, pulling it over his head.

Shinobu looked away as Misaki changed, a light blush gracing his face. "I do take school seriously! I seriously don't like it."

"Same here, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do." Misaki muttered, buttoning up the new pair of pants he had changed into. "By the way, shouldn't you be in school, too?"

Shinobu jumped. Damn, I've been caught. Shinobu slowly turned around, halfway 'round remembering that Misaki had been changing, but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the brunette had already finished. "Whaaat, and leave a weeping man alone in the house? I don't think so!" Shinobu chuckled, trying to figure out what excuse to lay down next.

He didn't have to, though, because Misaki interrupted first, blushing and turning to grab his school bag. "Well, I'm not crying anymore so you can go to school!"

Shinobu frowned. "Nah, I'm already three hours late. What's the point of going now? I'll just tell them I was sick..."

In a movement so quick that Shinobu hardly processed it, Misaki had turned around – school bag and jacket in hand – grabbed Shinobu by the arm and started heading towards Shinobu's room. "You're going to school, Shinobu-san, even if I have to drag you!" Misaki proclaimed.

Is that a fact...? Shinobu wondered, grin appearing on his face. He pulled his roommate back with the arm that was being held, pulled said arm out of Misaki's grasp and moved it behind the shocked brunette, locking him in him in his embrace.

Misaki was stunned by the action. He starred at Shinobu for a minute.

"Well? Weren't you going to drag me to school?" Shinobu asked.

Misaki frowned. He squirmed this way and that, trying to get out of the smug teen's grasp, but only managed to look like a fish caught in a net. A fairly amusing sight for Shinobu to witness. "C'mon, Shinobu-san~! We gotta go! I'm going to be even more late!"

"And?" Shinobu asked. "Be honest and tell me how many times you've been late to school. I doubt you've ever been late or skipped!"

Well, unfortunately, Misaki had. There had been several times he had been... ehm, 'delayed' by Usagi-san, but he had only been about ten minutes later to the school than usual. He had never been this late! He was three hours late! No doubt he'd be in serious trouble already. If he didn't hurry then he'd be late for literature class and he currently had no death wish and so wanted to be on time.

And so, in response to Shinobu's statement, Misaki just squirmed more.

Finally, after about eight minutes of flopping and pushing and wiggling, Misaki ran out of steam and let his head rest on Shinobu's shoulder with a sigh in between pants. "I gotta go~" Misaki whined.

"Just take the day off. Skip once." Shinobu suggested, starting to tense after feeling the older boy's head on him, and worse yet, his breath on his neck.

"I can't~! Nii-chan would be disappointed!" Misaki puffed.

"Does he really care that much about your education?"

"Well, sure he does! He's my brother! I can't let him down! Especially when he's paying for my tuition and everything." Misaki muttered, the last sentence coming out as an exasperated whine.

Shinobu frowned. So that's why school's so important to him... (a/n "Haha, Shinobu, you don't know that half of it... yet...) He sighed and pulled his arms away from Misaki. "Alright. I'll walk you there."

Misaki's head snapped up. "Really?" His eyes beamed, but dimmed as he came to a realization. "But you have to get to school, too, Shinobu-san!"

"I'll walk you there then head to my school. No big deal. Your school isn't really out of my way when heading to school." Shinobu stated. Actually, it was a little ways away, but it's not like he cared. He'd much rather be walking around than be in school anyways.

Misaki weighed his options for a minute or two, before smiling. "Thank you! I'd like that!"

Shinobu blushed, but immediately turned and went to his room to get his school bag. Why does he have to be so cute?

Unfortunately for Misaki, he got to school a little to late. When he got to Mitsuhashi, his literature class had already started and he had to rush to get there. He got a long lecture from Kamijo the Devil. He earned himself three pieces of chalk thrown at him, two extra sheets of homework and detention.

The day passed by slowly after that. He went to each of his classes, as usual, before heading to detention. On his way to detention his phone buzzed, startling him because he had forgot he still had his phone on.

From: Shinobu

Subject: Hey!

Text: Hey, where are you?

Are you even planning

on coming BACK HOME?

Misaki frowned down at his phone. Of course he was coming back! He lived there! He quickly typed out, 'I'm going to, but, no thanks to you, I got detention. See you in about an hour.' After that he turned his phone off and went to detention.

Shinobu grumbled and tossed his phone onto the couch. I guess letting him sleep in wasn't such a good idea... but I couldn't help it! Who would be cruel enough to wake up a guy who just got done crying his frickin' eyes out. And he looked so cute asleep, too! So it wasn't my fault! Shinbou decided.

Shinobu sighed and got up. Well, if he's going to be in detention I'll go pick him up. What else have I got to do? True enough. Without Misaki around the whole house was too quiet and boring.

He got to the school within about a half an hour. Not knowing what else to do, he sat down on the side walked, leaning back against the wall, and closed his eyes. He didn't nap or anything, but instead he just closed his eyes and relaxed.

That is, until someone had the nerve to disturb him.

A finger tapped his shoulder several times and he glared up to see a man – probably in his middle ages – starring down at him. He had silver blonde hair and a worried look plastered onto his otherwise dazzling features.

Shinobu's expression immediately softened. "Yeah?"

"Do you know a boy by the name of Misaki Takahashi?" he asked quickly.

Suddenly, a small sense of worry sunk into the pit of Shinobu's stomach. I dunno if I like where this is headed... "Yeah, I've heard of him." he answered with a smirk.

"Do you go to school with him?" the man asked.

"Nope."

"Oh... alright..." Violet eyes saddened, but shone with fading determination, as the man turned around and headed in the opposite direction.

"Hey, stranger!" Shinobu called after him. The man turned around a little, but his face was hidden. "What's your name?"

The man paused for a minute or two, then chuckled. "It's Usagi-san." Then, he walked away.

Shinobu frowned. His name... is Mr. Rabbit...? Talk about a hard name to grow up with... Shinobu thought.

After a while of him just sitting around and twiddling his thumbs, Misaki's head popped around the corner, looking exasperated and utterly pissed.

"Hey, Misaki!" Shinobu called. The brunette jumped at his name, but then turned around, realizing it was Shinobu.

"Shinobu-san? What are you doing here?" Misaki asked, walking over to him. All signs of sleepiness or anger had vanished from the mans face by that time, leaving only a look of happiness.

"I thought I'd pick you up." Shinobu said, standing up just as the other was reaching him. "C'mon, lets go home."

Misaki nodded and lead the way. Shinobu looked over his shoulder to where the old man had been standing before. He was gone now... Shinobu easily forgot the man after Misaki had started ranting about how much he hated detention and how angry he was at Shinobu for making him late. In fact, Shinobu didn't even remember he had met someone who asked about Misaki til they were already home and eating the dinner Misaki made.

"Ah, hey, someone asked for you while I was up at your school today..." Shinobu started, cautiously. He didn't know the man who he had talked to at Mitsuhashi, but he knew there was something about him the didn't like.

"Oh, really? Who was it?" Misaki asked after swallowing the glob of rice in his mouth. "Or didn't you get a name?"

"No, he told me his name, but I'm not sure if he was serious or not... he said his name was 'Usagi-san'..." Shinobu answered.

Misaki instantly froze. His eyes darkened and he almost dropped his chopsticks. He started to stare off into nothing, appearing to be lost in memories for a moment or two, but then he blinked a few times, fixed his chopsticks and starred down at his plate. "O-oh, really? Haha, I don't remember anyone by that name."

"You're a bad liar." Shinobu noted, cutting apart a piece of salmon with his chopsticks.

"Wh-what are you talking about?" Misaki asked. He still couldn't look Shinobu in the face so he just starred at his white rice like it was the most fascinating thing in the world.

"You're lying. Who is Usagi-san?" Shinobu said. Misaki could swear he heard jealousy in his voice, but that wouldn't make sense, would it?

"H-he's just an old roommate." Misaki answered truthfully.

"I thought you said you had lived with your girlfriend before." Shinobu interrogated, not missing a beat.

"I had."

"But then when did you live with him?"

"A while back."

"So are you saying he's a childhood friend?"

"Y-yes?"

"But then when did you live with him?"

"U-um, a little before I met my girlfriend..."

"But you told me you had lived with your brother before moving in with your girlfriend."

Shit... Misaki was cornered. "I... uh... I had moved in with him before I moved in with her... and when I told you I guess I...- I don't wanna talk about it!" Misaki suddenly stood up from the table and twirled around, heading straight for his bedroom. However, when he went to slam his door shut, he noticed the lack of noise and turned to see Shinobu standing in his doorway, holding the door open.

Misaki jumped a little and pulled his hand off the door knob and the moment he did Shinobu walked through the wooden doorway. In that same instant, Misaki was in Shinobu's arms.

"Wh... what are you doing...?" Misaki asked quietly.

"Have you forgotten what I told you that day in Risako's guest room already, Misaki-kun?" Shinobu whispered, breath hitting Misaki's ear and making the brunette blush.

"What a-are you t-t-talking about, Shinobu-san?"

"'It's fate'." Shinobu quoted himself.

Now Misaki remembered. He had mentioned them being meant for each other since they ran into each other heartbroken. Was he still trying to prove that?

"I believe we belong together, Misaki-kun." Shinobu's soft voice snapped Misaki out of his thoughts. "I don't care what happened between you and that man. I don't care when you lived with him, if you lived with him or if he was more than just a roommate. I don't care about any of that. I don't care because...," Shinobu paused, "... I think I love you..."

Misaki's heart skipped a beat. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! This can't be right! He... loves me...? Misaki tried to push away, shaking his head, but Shinobu held him close.

"I don't care if you don't love me now, Misaki-kun. I know you will. But for now, I'll just have to show you how much I love you, okay?"

Misaki starred at Shinobu. Does that mean he won't try anything? He won't try to attack Misaki or force him to do anything he didn't want to do? He wouldn't nag Misaki to tell him he loved Shinobu when he himself either didn't or didn't know? Did guys that nice and patient even exist?

"So, that being said, please stop crying. I don't like seeing you cry." Shinobu reached a hand up from Misaki's waist to wipe away a few tears. Misaki hadn't even realized he had been crying, but he now rubbed his wrists against his face in an attempt to get rid of the water that was flowing out of his eyes too freely. Shinobu just gave a small chuckle and pulled him close, laying Misaki's head against his chest and burying his nose in chocolate brown hair.

They stayed like that for a few minutes before Misaki pulled away a little. Shinobu's heart sank slightly, realizing their little embrace was being drawn to an end. But Misaki stopped pulling away and looked up the few centimeters to see Shinobu's face properly and tried to smile. "Thank you, Shinobu-san." he whispered.

Shinobu's heart skipped and he just starred at the boy. He was too cute! Shinobu slowly leaned in, tightening his grip on Misaki's waist as he leaned in. He tried to ignore Misaki's leaning away slightly, but after he realized Misaki really didn't want anything like that right then, he pulled started to retract – letting go of his grip on Misaki and leaning back into a standing position.

But as he was standing up again, he felt shaking hands grab the collar of his shirt, letting out a small, "Wait." that Shinobu just barely heard. Misaki was blushing furiously and he was gazing at Shinobu shyly. And so, Shinobu closed the distance between them and kissed him lightly.

Misaki still wasn't used to such light and precious kisses. Kisses that had no sexual undertone. Kisses where their lips moved, but no tongues or hands were followed. It was just amazing. Just... sweet. That's all Shinobu seemed to be. Sure he had his moments, and he could be cranky or stubborn, but under it all, he was sweet.

Like a sweet and sour treat.

Misaki found himself pulling Shinobu closer, but Shinobu made no move to deepen the kiss or touch any part of Misaki besides his waist. And Misaki was most defiantly not complaining! He liked this sweet kiss.

When the kiss was finally broken, Misaki looked away, blushing.

Shinobu smiled. "Thanks for that." he muttered. "But now I won't ever give up."

Misaki blinked. "Won't give up?" he repeated.

"Yup. I won't give up on you now. I'm gonna wait for you to fall in love with me. Because now I know I have a chance." Shinobu chuckled.

Misaki's blush deepened. "Sh-shut up! It was just a kiss! Don't get cocky!"

Shinobu shrugged. "A kiss is worth a thousand words." Shinobu replied.

"Isn't it 'A photo is worth a thousand words'? Not a kiss." Misaki corrected.

"Eh, works in either cases." Shinobu chuckled again, kissing Misaki's forehead.

"I've gotta get started on my homework now. I suggest you do the same." Misaki said, glaring at him. Well, more so past him.

"Yeah, okay." Shinobu unwrapped his arms and headed to the doorway. "I'll talk to ya later then, Misaki-kun." And with that he left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Misaki just plopped down on his bed and tried to slow his racing heart. What the hell... have I fallen in love again already? I couldn't be... for all he knew he could still be in love with Usagi-san. It's not possible to love two people at the same time... but... Usagi-san was gone...

Misaki frowned. Okay, if Usagi-san walked up to me tomorrow and begged on hands and knees for forgiveness – Misaki chuckled – would I forgive him and go back... or would I stay with Shinobu? Misaki pondered over this in his head. Would I go with Usagi-san if he apologized...?

No.

The answer ringed through his head.

Really...? I wouldn't go back?

… No. I wouldn't.

But WHY? If I knew Usagi-san loved me would I go back?

… I wouldn't, would I? I don't understand...

Misaki held this conversation of sorts in his head for a while before pondering over why he didn't want to go back to Usagi-san.

Just as he was thinking so hard about why he didn't want to go back, Shinobu's words echoed in his head;

"I think I love you."

Just the memory of those five sweet words made Misaki's heart skip a beat or two.

It can't be... I can't be falling for Shinobu... can I...?

Misaki just shoved his face in his pillow and groaned. I don't wanna think about it anymore~!

Why am I so displeased with this chapter...? I don't understand~! I feel as though this was a half-assed chapter... But I also love it! AH, I FEEL SO CONFLICTED! Ah well, I guess ya'll can tell me if I did well or not.

Sorry it took a while to update. I've been working like crazy on my English assignments (which are WAY too hard!).

I hope ya'll liked the fluff and stuff (haha, unintentional rhyme. See what happens when I study poems in English class?). I enjoyed writing all the fluff. It was so FLUFFEH! Like a poodle~! XDD I love fluff...

Anyways, review please~! I love all the reviews! Even the ones that point out all the idiotic typos I made! I love those reviews too. XD So just leave a review for meh and I'll love you foreva!

Okay, til next time~!