I just started to watch Junjou Romantica; I am in love.
1. Wall
The flames came closer and faster down the hallway like water in a ravine. Rookie spy Takahashi Misaki ran down the hallway quickly, hoping to reach the room that led into the building before the fire cremated him alive. Misaki kicked the door to the room open, allowing himself in, and kicked the door again, successfully shutting it. Misaki ran to the steel red door that led to the outside but realized that Sumi's goons must have sealed it shut. "FUCK!" Misaki cried out, kicking the door, thrashing his fists up like a child having a tantrum.
Misaki whimpered behind curled-up lips, reversing himself, fist hitting the door as Misaki sat on the ground. Misaki buried his face in his hands, knees close to his arms, wondering how he was going to escape the building. All of Misaki's tools-plus his communicator–had little to zero energy left. Takahiro must be more than worried right now.
"Takahiro…" Misaki muttered, thinking about how his only brother would feel when he realized Misaki was still in one of Sumi's buildings. Just when Misaki was feeling glum, the part of the wall by the door was then imploded, by the human tank Usami Akihiko. Usagi was dressed in the agency's hospital gown. The sudden emergence made Misaki jump out of his skin, keeping his arms plastered over the other wall next to him.
Usagi was panting, keeping his elbow up before grabbing his knees.
"Usagi?" Misaki gasped, "How…?" Usagi was supposed to be resting up, after the last mission in the Bahamas.
"A good agent always keeps trackers on his partner, that way he's always there when his partner needs him the most," Usagi explained to his younger partner. "You alright?"
"Yes, I'm totally fine," Misaki nodded vigorously, quickly getting up from the ground.
"C'mon, let's go before Hiroki finds out I'm gone," Usagi beckoned.
2. Elevator
The strange young lady reigned her ostrich into the elevator, much to the surprise of both Misaki and Usagi, as both men looked at each other. Once the doors closed, the ostrich cried out, flapping its wings, turning to Misaki; it then snapped its beak at Misaki, causing Misaki to cry out and hide in Usagi's chest like a frightened child; Usagi's large hand protectively cradled Misaki's head, lovingly stroking his hair.
Usagi gazed at the ostrich, muttering to himself, "That is one ugly chicken,"
3. Wheel
"NOOO! WHY?!" Usagi cried out, holding onto his detached car wheel as if it were a deceased loved one. The windshield of his valuable car was smashed in and cracked from corner to corner, all four tires held various sizes of slashes and tears, the windows were broken into, and the car doors were dented and had more cavities than rotting teeth. Usagi held the car wheel before his body, crying out to the front of the wrecked vehicle, "Why didn't you get Misaki?!"
On the wrecked car was a note that warned: "For each day you do not turn in your manuscript, each one of your loved ones will die," -Aikawa.
Usagi sobbed, croaking out, looking at his leveled car, "Baby, we had so much in common," Usagi slopped his body over the windshield, solemnly caressing the heavily leveled surface of the car hood. "We're big creatures, super sexy, and strong enough to keep Misaki from falling into the hands of bad men!"
"Ahem," faux-coughed Misaki, sassily poking a finger several times into Usagi's back. Usagi stiffened, not realizing that the boy he ADORED so much was watching him blubber all over his car.
"Misaki," Usagi tensed, "How long have you been there?"
"What's that about whoever not getting me?" Misaki leaned close, his bag strap streaming over his chest, "Do you not care for my ass?"
"I do! Of course, I do, Misaki!" Usagi told the younger man as seriously as he could, not wanting Misaki to leave him.
"I'm going to the mall on foot!" Misaki flipped his hair, walking away from the downed author.
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