New chapter! I like how this one came out quite a lot ^0^ Sorry if it was kinda a long wait. It was a very stress filled week, and then there was Halloween which was nice. I was L in a slutty outfit called 'Strawberry Girl' xD Anyways, make sure to read the Author's note at the end, because there shall be some important information down there!

I do not own Junjou Romantica

But I do own this story

On with the show...

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Detours to You

Chapter 4

Usagi's POV

I resisted the urge to press fully down on the gas as I was already over the speed limit on this freeway. The only thought that was running through my head was I have to save Misaki. I have to save Misaki. I have to save Misaki. I repeated that mantra in my head. I had long given up trying to call him over and over again. All I could do now was just hope and pray that he was going be where the lead me. That note was so vague though, I could just as easily be wrong.

"SHIT!" I shouted at the traffic that suddenly formed in front me, slamming my hands on the steering wheel. I knew I shouldn't have taken the freeway, rush-hour just started. I hung my head, squeezing my eyes shut, hoping that when I opened them all the cars that blocked my way from saving My Love would have just disappeared.

My hand dug into my pocket searching for a cigarette. I pulled one out, along with a lighter, cupping my hand around the flame as I lit up my addiction. I took a deep breath of the smoke-air, letting it fill my lungs to the fullest until I finally let it out. I could feel my nerves already calming. I stared at the cigarette with interest for a moment. Watching that as ashes on the end began to form and threaten to fall onto my lap, tapping it into a built-ash tray before it had the chance.

I suddenly remembered when Misaki always use to tell me not to smoke so much, saying that it was bad for my health. My heart clenched at the memory. God, I just want to hold him so badly. I want to hear his voice, even if it's scolding me. Anything would be fine, just if he was here with my now. I snubbed the already small bud of a cancer-stick out, having no interest in it anymore.

Out of no-where I heard the car behind me honk, throwing me out of my daze. I quickly glance up to see no car's in fron't of me.

"Crap.." I mutter, waving my hand out that window as an apology. I zoomed forward just to catch up with the now slightly moving cars. Please, Misaki, just be there.

The drive should have originally only taken me 15 minutes to get to Tokyo, but with all the congestion on the freeway, I didn't arrive until an hour later. It was 5:30 now, and the sky was already beginning to turn an ominous royal blue. I could now see the tall Ferris wheel coming into my vision. It's bright lights now shining greatly in the night sky.

My heart picked up its pace, he must be close, I can feel it. It's almost as if he is calling out to me, even now. As I drove by a nearly abandoned parking lot, the only car being in it was a large truck. There was no license plate, and nothing on the sides advertising anything. I turned my head to continue to stare at it as I went past. A chill went up my spine, making my brow furrow. What is this? That's probably just a truck for a new business that hasn't been registered yet, why am I getting weird feelings from it. I would have stopped to investigate if I wasn't already so close the place where apparently Misaki was.

I parked in the closest spot that I could find to the Ferris Wheel. I almost ran up to the huge machine half-expecting to see Misaki there to just tell me it was all a joke just to get him to come out here with him. Yes, that by all means sounded like something Misaki would never in 100 years do, but I could wish out all times.

I walked around the area for a few minutes trying to find another note or anything to help me. Finally, I gave up not sure what else to do, so I decided to get on the ride maybe if I looked down on the city I will find something.

The line was filled with couples holding hands, cuddling, kissing. I cringed at all of it, resisted the urge to hit all these people upside the head and shout at them that I was in a crisis and didn't need to see that right now. But of course, didn't, just in my head. The line moved fairly fast, and soon I was already getting into one of the little cars. A young man who was on it before me walked out, he was maybe a little older than Misaki. He stared hard at me for a moment before walking away quickly. I shrugged off the weird boy as merely having a bad day, just like I was.

I was about to board, but before noticing that it was the same one that Misaki and I went on the first we went on a date, 21. My eyes narrowed a bit, does this mean something? I shoved money in the operators face then quickly getting on the ride.

I sit on the same side that I normally would if Misaki was here. Across from me, a picture was taped to the window. No, no that can't be possible. I nearly jumped out of my seat, forgetting the small space that I was in. I tore the picture off to see my bloodied Love. His arms and feet were bound, eyes and mouth covered with a dirtied cloth. I could see red seeping from his leg.

I brought my hand to my mouth to prevent myself from puking, suddenly feeling ill. How is this possible. How can they do this. I already knew this was all my fault. I could have done something to stop this, taken him to school. Made him stay home. I could have done so much, but I didn't. And now this is what happens. I about to let these forming tears in my eyes fall, but then I remember.

"That boy.." It left my mouth as a whisper. Just as I was able to put 2 and 2 together, I heard a resounding shot firing from down on the ground. I watched as people screamed and tried to find where the noise had come from. "GODDAMMIT!" I needed to get off this ride right now. I can't waste anymore time.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat until in finally reached the ground. It had gone quicker because they wanted to get people off the ride if there was something going on. The moment my feet touched the ground, I began running. Running to that deserted parking lot, I just know something was there. I wouldn't just get that feeling of Misaki being so close to me if it wasn't right. My feet just kept moving not stopping once.

When I got there, I folding over my hands on my knees, breathing harshly. Maybe I really should stop smoking less, I feel like I can't get any air into my lungs. I looked up to see a motionless body lying in the middle of the lot.

"No.." I ran up to the blood-stained body, already believing it was Misaki. How was no one else here? I swear everyone heard the shot. Someone must of witnessed it. I ran up to the lifeless body, as I got closer I began to notice that this man wasn't My love at all. He must have been even older than me, even though I could hardly make out his face. His skull was cracked by a bullet. What did this man do to deserve this? After asking that question in my head, I felt this anger well up inside me. No, whatever this piece of shit did, he had it coming. My eyes went down his body analyzing it, until my eyes reached a yellow sticky note, matching all the other ones I had found. I tore it off, carefully avoiding getting any blood on me.

Aha, well we're glad you found this note, Rabbit. We are sure you will thank us if you knew what this vile man had done to your Misaki. But don't fret, he is still alive, and for the most part well. Our little game isn't over yet, Rabbit, Oh no sir. It's just beginning. We hope you are having just as much fun as we are. We look forward to meeting you in the near future. Oh, how could we forget, we shall be contacting you very soon.

Just as I finished reading, my cell-phone went off. Not even bothering to look at the number, I answered.

"Misaki?" I asked out in hope.

"Ke ke, No, no my Dear, this is not you precious Lover. We are flattered that you would think such a thing though." A girlish voice rang through, but was clearly male.

"Who are you? What have you done with Misaki? You won't get away with this." I said firmly, holding make any emotion that was in my voice.

"Oh, my you want to know who we are! That is so lovely! It really is!. Well, I am very sorry though, We can't tell you that just quite yet. As for Misaki, he is currently not in our possession . The partner of that man you are right now standing above is still on the move with your Love. Taking him to his next destination he is." The strange voice spoke. He sounding like he was fully enjoying himself at my distress.

"Tell me where he is heading, NOW!" I shouted into the phone. Frustration rising in me. I started to walk back to my car, it would be bad if someone saw me just standing over a dead body on the phone. Plus the cops were probably going to be there any second.

"In time my Dear. He, he. But we want you find out yourself first! I shall be in contact soon." A dial tone rang into my ear. I stared at the phone for a moment, lifting it up about to throw it onto the cement. But at the last second I stopped myself. In truth I might need it later, if they contact me. I thought. I ran my hand through my fringe, leaving it there for a second so my hand covered my eyes. What am I going to do? I racked my brain.

Finally, I had reached my car, not even realizing that my feet had kept moving. Once again there was a note waiting for me. I was getting so tired of these games that this guy, or was it more the than one since he kept on saying 'we', was playing at.

Disregarding that, I peeled the note off my window and glared at it;

Rabbit, did you think we were going to leave you without a clue? We are not that cruel, oh no, far from it. In fact we believe we smell like fresh cut flowers in a flower shop. Rabbits like flowers do they not?

That's all that was written on the paper. They were obviously trying to hint towards flowers somehow. Since so far most of the notes have been connected with me and Misaki's relationship so far, this one must be too. And there was only one occasion where he ever gave me flowers; When I won that one award. But he could have bought those anywhere, there must have been at least 20 flower shops close to where we live. Wait, unless these are only subjected to me and Misaki… I began to think.

"Hiroki's boyfriend..." Just before the words had left my mouth, I clearly remembered being told once that he was a part-timer at a flower shop only a block away from my apartment. I didn't want to think about how they even knew this small fact about something that was hardly even related to me.

Whatever the reason was, I needed to warn Hiroki right away, from what I've seen from these guy's they could be very dangerous. I jumped into my car and started the engine. Dialing his number as quickly as I could while now driving. He answered on the second ring;

"Usami?" Hiroki's stern voice spoke.

"Hiroki, where is your boyfriend right now?" I asked, my voice uncharacteristically panicked.

"Eh, why do you want to know? He's at his part time job at the flower shop." His voice now sounding confused.

"Call him right away, I think he might be in danger."

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Oooh, Cliff-hanger :D So about that important info I was talking about; I currently need a beta! I'm asking this on my other stories as well. Just tell me if you want to do it for a couple of the ones of I have, and that would be a great deal of help!

Some side notes:

For Most of this chapter I was listening to Sweeney Todd, great movie!

Also I kept talking breaks from writing to do my biology research paper, and I currently have my Biology text book in my lap studying for my mid-term! Great fun! -_-

Well, that's all for now, see you next chapter!

Love,

~Arin.