Misaki and the Pink Sock

Chapter Two: Pink Sock; To Misaki's Horror

I do NOT own Junjou Romantica.

Ho Ho Ho! For those of you who don't know what a pink sock is… BE PREPARED! It's kind of… well… you'll just have to find out!

Misaki looked up at Sumi innocently, "No Senpai, what is it?"

Sumi smiled devilishly, knowing that Misaki would be curious. "Oh, it's nothing…"

"Senpai just tell me, I really want to know now!" exclaimed Misaki, eating another forkful of ramen noodles.

"Well… If you must know, a pink sock is the result of a lot of butt sex; the intestines actually exit through the ass, forming a dangling mound, resembling a pink sock."

Sumi could have videotaped Misaki's priceless expression. The brunette spit out the ramen he was eating and stared at his friend, his face white as a ghost.

"S-SENPAI! THAT'S DISGUSTING! I-I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD TELL ME SOMETHING LIKE THAT!" he shrieked and quickly stood up.

When Misaki stood up, he back into someone and it caused their whole tray to go crashing to the floor. The brunette whirled around in horror to see Kamijo the devil, looking pissed off and about ready to throw something.

"TAKAHASHI-KUN! DETENTION, AFTER SCHOOL, TODAY AND TOMORROW!" he roared.

The whole cafeteria grew silent and watched the poor student get yelled at by the devil. Misaki was blushing from head to toe from embarrassment. Once Kamijo left, the cafeteria went back to normal again, but poor Misaki was still red.

Uwah… This is the worst day ever… thought Misaki as he put his head down on the table.

Sumi was secretly smiling on the inside at the boy's misfortune. This was easier than he thought, especially when the boy got home. Sumi watched as Misaki picked his head up and heaved a deep sigh. They ate the rest of their lunch in silence and went through the rest of their day. Misaki couldn't concentrate in any of his classes; the term pink sock still floated through his head.

Pink sock… Usagi-san and I don't do it that much… WAIT WHAT AM I SAYING? HE'S A SEX FIEND! OH NO OH NO OH NO! W-What if we were doing it and that happens to me…

He shook his head of the awful thought. There was no way that could happen, could it? Misaki rapidly ran his fingers through his hair, thinking what if it did happen. He continued like that for the rest of his classes.

At the end of the day, Misaki texted Akihiko not to pick him up but figured that he was still busy with his manuscript. The brunette made his way to Kamijo sensei's room and knocked on the door lightly before going in.

Misaki looked up and saw a very tall, bluish black haired man with blue sitting on the Devil's desk; the professor himself nowhere in sight.

When the man saw him he jumped off of the desk, "HIRO…" he stopped as he saw it wasn't his lover. "Hello, may I help you?"

"Um, yeah, is Kamijo-sensei here?" Misaki said, gawking at how tall the man was.

"Yeah, I'm waiting for him too! Hi, I'm Kusama Nowaki."

"I'm Takahashi Misaki; nice to meet you."

They shook hands and Misaki sat at a table as Nowaki leaned on Hiroki's desk.

Misaki wondered who the man was, "So are you a student here too?"

Nowaki laughed a bit, "No, I'm a doctor."

"O-Oh, sorry I was just wondering." Misaki said, slightly embarrassed.

I never should have asked such a stupid question! URGH! I wonder if he's heard of a pink sock… NO! I-I could never ask a stranger about that… But he is a doctor…

"E-Excuse me, Kusama-san? Can I ask you a health-related question?"

Nowaki smiled, "Go for it!"

"Well… you see… I…" Misaki felt his face growing red. "Do you know what a pink sock is?"

"No, what is it?"

Just then the two heard yelled and screaming outside the classroom door.

"PROFESSOR PLEASE GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" Hiroki roared as the other professor hugged him.

"AW! But Kamijo is so cute!" Miyagi exclaimed, putting his full weight on the other man who was flailing like crazy.

Meanwhile in the classroom, Nowaki clenched his teeth and stormed towards the door. Misaki didn't know what the hell was going on but this was certainly going to be a long detention. Nowaki flung the door open to reveal that pesky other professor hugging his boyfriend.

"YOU!" yelled Nowaki as Miyagi let go of Hiroki.

Hiroki's face turned a bright shade of red, "N-Nowaki, what are you doing here!"

"Ah, so Nowaki is your boyfriend's name? Well you better take care of your boyfriend when you get home," he winked at Nowaki and left smirking.

"Hiro-san I don't like that other professor please stay away from him," Nowaki said as he pulled the shorter man into an embrace.

Hiroki leaned into it and hugged back but then saw his student staring at him and his lover. Misaki thought and had hoped that his presence would remain unknown for awhile but he knew Kamijo the devil would never let that happen.

"OI! BRAT QUIT STARING! THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" Hiroki yelled, letting go of his boyfriend, as he swiftly grabbed an eraser off his desk and flung it at the unsuspecting youth.

The eraser hit Misaki on the forehead and bounced off somewhere. "K-Kamijo Sensei what about my detention?"

Nowaki secretly felt bad for the youth having to go through detention, but wanted his Hiro-san more than anything right now. "Hiro-san, why don't you change the days of his detention?"

Hiroki turned a deep shade of red as did Misaki.

T-This is… Kamijo-sensei's b-b-boyfriend? H-How does he put up with him? Thought Misaki but the professor knew what the boy was thinking.

"BRAT I TOLD YOU THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" Hiroki yelled, about to throw another eraser but Nowaki caught his arm. "F-Fine, just go! But you have detention Thursday and Friday!"

Misaki nodded, took his stuff and ran out of the room. As soon as he reached the gates of the University, he stopped to realize what dangers lay ahead of him at home with his perverted lover.

And that is what I am leaving you guys with. It is my goal to make my chapter updates at least 1000 words long so that is why it took me a few days. Here is the definition of pink sock from Urbandictionary: .?term=pink+sock

Nowaki: Oh, oh my gosh… that's gross! Hiro-san, do you know what a pink sock is?

Hiroki: N-No! And whatever it is it's probably sick!

Me: Damn right it's sick.

Hiroki: NO ONE ASKED YOU BRAT! ~throws pen~

Nowaki: Hiro-san! It's not nice to throw things!

Hiroki: NOWAKI!

Me: O_o'

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