Disclaimer: Junjou Romantica isn't mine… XD
Author's note: First and foremost, I'M SORRY FOR THIS SUPER LATE UPDATE! School days are here. Plus, I suffered too long from a major writer's block.
On the other side, ~!!Weeee!!~(dancing and swaying like an idiot)… You made me happy again TO THE EXTREME!! I got an additional of 13 reviews for the 2nd chapter, a lot of story alerts and favorites. Thank you so much!!!!! You guys are the mitochondria of this story! (Why mitochondria? Because they serve as the powerhouse of the cell. You know what that mean, deshou?).
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~still you who manage to read this far and now planning to read this chapter!
~XxmurasakixX and Babii-Kawaii for many things. I owe you two a lot! XD
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~those who got this story to their liking
~those who gave their suggestions
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Kick off! Ride on! Let's go! After all circumstances, Chapter 3 is finally here! Enjoy!
~The Unblossomed Flower
Summary: ~refer to Chapter 1's summary.
Setting: at the penthouse
Chapter 3: Every single romantic second I'm with you
"I want my Misaki now."
"What the— can't you see what I'm doing at the moment?!"
"Hmm…"
There was a sudden silence. Misaki thought his stupid rabbit understood everything. Here, he was draining his brain at its fullest over his 2000-word essay homework made by his lit professor whom he thinks to be the only one suitable at the title, 'the cruelest educator in the whole universe'.
'Darn it! ' He scratched his head mercilessly. 'I can't think of anything! How in the hell can a freshman like me write a thousands of words with just a single freakin' question, What I like about Japanese Classical Literature and How will it Affect my Life, not to mention I have a stupid companion here!' He sighed. 'Will I ever graduate in college at this state?'
He put his attention back at his almost empty paper. '500 words out of 2000'. He stared at it. Ah, if only staring could make a pen move and write itself, then, he should have done it a long ago and there is no need for him to pull his all-nighter mode last night. Evidences were clearly written at his face, namely, two big, black circles around his green eyes. Now he knows what an author suffers from writing too many words.
CLAASH!
Misaki's hairs stood at the high pitched sound that entered his ears. He immediately identified it as a broken glass being the housekeeper of the unimaginably house of Usami Akihiko. Another dark shade of aura danced around him. Now, he was at the end of his rope; ready to explode.
He made his way down the stairs. He'll make sure Akihiko would be receiving enough words for him to behave at least for this moment, while he's still at the middle of doing his impossible assignment.
"Geez! What is it this time, Usagi-san?"
Akihiko just stared at him for a minute and answered proudly. "I'm trying to make a green tea."
"Hai, hai. Making a green tea IN A NON-HEAT RESISTANT GLASS!!?Were you insane? Of course the glass would break!"
"But I can't classify them.", 'They all look the same.'
Misaki's eyebrow ticked. "Give me a break! Didn't I tell you that if you want to make coffee or whatever it is that makes use of hot water, you should use the heat resistant ones? That's why they're placed at two different cabinets.", 'Remember, this is your house, Usagi-san."
Akihiko gave him a tranquil apology. "I'm sorry.", 'But it is still you who arrange things here.'
Green eyes saw the sincerity within Akihiko's apology. Instead of giving him more lectures for him to remember, he just went and said, "It's okay. I'll clean it. By the way, did you hurt yourself?"
"Yeah.", 'Good thing you ask.'
"Eh? Where?"
"Here." Akihiko pointed at his left ear. This got Misaki alarmed.
"HEY, don't tell me a small glass fragment entered inside your ear! That's a serious injury! We have to get you immediately to—"
"No, I'm totally alright. It's just that—"
"Its just what?", inquired Misaki, expecting Akihiko to give a serious answer.
"It's just that… you're always raising your voice in such a way that I think my eardrums'll gonna explode one day."
Misaki frowned. "Well, don't worry, Usagi-san. I also suggest two things; its either you should learn getting used to it or second, you should START LEARNING TO WATCH FOR YOURSELF so I won't get stressed in continue doing it, ne?" , 'And for that reason, I always think if you really love me.'
Akihiko happened to hear those extra words Misaki made and gave an immediate and genuine reply. "Of course I do and you know it."
The young lad twitched. 'He answered it seriously… although it was supposed to be as a joke.' He stood up from his sitting position of picking the large broken glass pieces and said with all his might and glory, "Then try proving it." -he meant here that Akihiko should stop giving him unwanted chores.
Lavender eyes widened and narrowed again with a devious grin. "Prove my love for you, huh? Piece of cake!". Innocent statements of Misaki always had a totally different meaning when it comes to his lover.
"Yeah, yeah! You may start now.", putting the fragments of glass at the trash can. He completely had no idea what Akihiko now had in his perverted head.
"Start, you say?", his grin widening. Poor Misaki. If you still can, RUN for your life!
"Mmm!" He nodded. "Anyway, I'll just be at my room, so if you want anything, INFORM ME FIRST before you do anything reckless again."
"Hai!" Akihiko happily answered. With flowers and butterflies in background.
'What's with that idiot again?' He asked himself; getting curious about what his lover might be thinking right now.
He went his way upstairs. 'Got to get back to work.' But before he proceed inside his hell…working area, which was his room, he gave Akihiko first his words of encouragement. (he think)
"Usagi-san!"
Sitting on the couch with Suzuki-san being his conversation partner for a while, Akihiko responded. "Yes? What is it, my love?"
The lad instantly blushed the second Akihiko addressed him in an intimate way. But, his usual self says, 'My love your face! Pervert Usagi-san!'. To go on with what his aim really was, "Umm.. err… when I finish this homework—"
"…?" Akihiko just looked at him, still wearing the smile that seems to be the effect of him and his beloved teddy bear's discussions a while ago.
"Errr…-" He shut his eyes tight with his face blushing at its limit. "…-- YOU'LL GET A REWARD!" With that, he slammed the door and immediately went inside. 'Okay, that will do for the meantime.'
On the other side, Akihiko's heart became filled and starting to overflow with joy. Misaki had surprised him again… no, turned him on again.
The next sound he heard was the loud bang of the door. Chuckling, he turned his attention back at his earlier chat mate and gently caressed its soft fur.
"2 points, Misaki. Ne, Suzuki-san?" He then drew his face near the stuffed animal; as if it has something to say to him.
A second later, "Eh? I should act now?" He asked his bear buddy then neared his face to him again and, "Okay, if that's what Suzuki-san says so…"
Akihiko was now on his 'romanticist mode'.
xXxXx
"Whoaa!~ I want to sleep already!!" He stretched both of his arms up and released his 4th yawn since he sat in front of his assignment. "No, Misaki. This is not the time to sleep yet. You need to pass college for the sake of your Nii-chan and your future. Don't worry, after this—"
He stopped at his thoughts… "After this—?"
"Waaa!! What have I done?" He recalled what he had said to his lover a while ago. He sighed in defeat. "Idiot Misaki, you dug up your own grave again.", then heaved a sigh again; this time's a louder one. For some reasons, that statement he gave also added an element inside him to strive on putting an end to his hopeless homework.
Gathering up his strength again, he shouted. "YOSHI! (Alright!) I'll do it!" He put his pen on his right hand and started writing, while mumbling 'I can do it!' over and over again.
A minute later, the door opened. Misaki got startled at the sudden noise but his eyebrows frowned right away as he recognized the only person who'll do this kind of thing to him.
"U-SA-GI- SAAAANN!!!"
"…"
"Haven't I told you to—HEY! What are you planning this time?!" His anger turned to confusion as he saw Akihiko wearing a dark trousers and a long, white, long-sleeved shirt with its first three buttons unbuttoned revealing almost half of his manly chest. On his right hand was a flower of Baby Romantica while the other was leaning against the frame of the door. He looked at Misaki with his half-lidded gaze.
Misaki gulped at the scene before him. He swiveled his chair to face his work again; just to keep his mind away from Akihiko's princely looks.
With his back facing his lover, he asked. "W-Why are you here… l-looking like that?" He felt his face blushing with that single glance he made to the man a while ago.
"…"
"H-Hey, say something.", slightly annoyed at Akihiko's soundless attitude. "S-Say, why are you here?" He repeated.
Finally, Akihiko made a reply. Having his romanticist's smirk, he answered. "I am here… for two reasons."
"Two reasons,?" Misaki inquired.
"Yeah. First is, to prove my love for you." He opened his eyes, still smiling and walk towards Misaki's direction.
'Geez. He really misunderstood it.' He swiveled back Misaki's chair to face him.
Misaki got himself stunned at the unexpected action he received from his lover. He looked Akihiko in the eyes then quickly averted it to his side even if the view was not good to look at. He mumbled in a shy manner, "And the second was?"
"…to claim my reward."
Tick tack tick…
"CLAIM YOUR REWARD??! I haven't finished doing my assignment yet!!"
"Ah… so loud. There you go again." Akihiko placed his hands on his ears, put it away then went down on his knees and took Misaki's right hand; like what noblemen did to women in Western countries centuries ago. He placed a soft kiss in it which made Misaki's angry heart to soften again. "You're ruining the mood, my love." He made sure his gaze would meet Misaki's this time.
"Here you go. This is for you." He handed Misaki the Baby Romantica he was holding. Without any protest, the lad accepted and looks closely at it.
"You—"
"Hmm?"
"May I ask what this is?"
"Obviously, it's a sign of my love for you.", caressing his cheeks using Misaki's hand. Misaki felt the softness and smoothness in the man's face but did not take it away within Akihiko's touch.
"Y-Yes indeed. But its not exactly what I'm asking."
"Then, what is it, my love?"
"You…What did you do to the other Baby Romanticas on the vase?"
Akihiko just maintained his romanticist's smile. "Oh come on, this is not the time for you to worry about such things.", 'We'll buy another bouquet as many as you want, I promise.'
Misaki's eyebrows stayed frowned even if his lover is in front of him- seducing him.
Akihiko felt the need of having his 'Plan B' performed. He stood. "But first… we have to remove that scowled face of yours, ne?"
He bent down and captured Misaki's lips. The lad knew himself that his seme caught him off-guard but after some time decided not to pull away and just let himself be captivated by his lover's talented lips. Akihiko took hold of both Misaki's hands and intertwined his fingers with his. He pushed the lad deeply on the chair until Misaki's back was firmly pressed on the backrest. Their breathes mingled as a dominance duel occurring along their tongues. On the process, Misaki lost his grip on the flower he had been holding and it fell right onto the floor. Thanks to that very faint sound that reminded them that they still have to breathe. They instantly pulled away from the long and passionate kiss.
Akihiko did not remove his eyes from his precious one who was busy catching his own breath until his gaze came across and met his. Deep lavender orbs widened when he saw the look on Misaki's face—very seductive; exactly what he looks like when they're in the middle of their lovemaking. The lad's strands of hairs were sticking to his skin due to humidity inside the room. Exhausted and panting because of holding his breath for too long from their intimate kiss a while ago. Akihiko knew it wouldn't be long before he'd be at his limit just looking at his extremely cute lover, but despite all of this too stimulating factors, his composure is highly needed.
"You know what, Misaki?" The lad didn't answer; still busy catching his breath.
Akihiko continued. "I made a bet on myself that when you accept this flower—" He kept his statement hanging and picked the Baby Romantica that fell on Misaki's hands minutes ago. He took the sweet scent of it on his nose and resumed.
"—tonight would be a wonderful night as you promised to make love with me."
Green eyes grew in size. His breath came to normal. If only he knew about this… if only he knew. Oh well, he's also aware he always ends up in Akihiko's arms with or without his permission and unconsciously enjoys the time being together.
He simply looked at Akihiko and accepted the flower when handed to him again. Meanwhile, Akihiko was amazed to receive a certain 'yes' which Misaki rarely shows and intended to mean that he was giving his lover a full-access to his figure.
"Saa, Misaki. Futari de yattemashou!(So Misaki, let's do it together.)" He extended both of his arms, waiting for Misaki to embrace him. He succeeded for the lad came close to him and grabbed his neck. He then stood and carries Misaki not like a princess, but like a very precious and fragile thing he wouldn't want to hurt even a scratch. The lad took his neck while he held its back for support. He started walking towards his bedroom. Misaki and he knew they would be making a mess of each other again— for the sake of the strongest feeling they feel for each other –
Love.
xXxXx
"Ya…ahh, Usagi-san!!" Misaki felt a familiar curl on his stomach. Seconds after, he shot his essence filling Akihiko's stomach and chest area then fell down on top of him, soaking his stomach with the fresh juice he released a while ago. Not long after, his lover joined him and threw his head hard towards the sheets, having his neck rest from being bent for so long.
Akihiko slowly withdrew himself out of the boy. He stroked its back affectionately which seems like a lullaby on the lad's side. He liked the way Akihiko caressed his back, gently and lovingly, from his neck tracing down his spinal column. His eyelids, bit-by-bit, closing— drifting him to where dreams occur.
Akihiko sensed that his lover had already fallen asleep, as his breathing was pressing soft on his neck. He smiled, having his realization that Misaki looked even more adorable when sleeping. Akihiko then arranged the sheets without waking his little lover and wrapped it around them.
Suddenly, he felt drowsiness came over him. Glancing one last time at the lad resting on top of him, he whispered. "I love you, Misaki."
He was surprised when the teenager opened his lips slightly and tried to murmur words. Feeling that it would be an 'I love you too, Usagi-san', he decided to keep his eyes open at least for a minute just for him to hear those words he wanted his lover to say.
He waited. "M-My…"
.
.
.
"-…assignment…." The lad finished and went back to his dream again.
Akihiko seemed a little disappointed for not obtaining the sweet words he wanted his ears to hear but just considered Misaki's attitude when it comes to his real feelings for him.
Akihiko finally shut his eyes— smiling as another sweet memory for them to treasure was created again.
Meanwhile, Misaki began murmuring words again. And this time, it was—
"…I love you, Usagi-san."
xXxXx
time: 4: 32 in the afternoon;
"Uwaaaaaahhh!!~"
Misaki yawned. He stretched both of his arms, started kicking his feet until each of his body part did at least one movement. He yawned again, subconsciously thinking that he had not been this full of beans except when he was in his childhood years, when his parents were still alive. Seems like he had his sleep more than what a normal human needed did. He went checking his surroundings. No signs of his older lover; just him and the unnecessary huge bed. He stood and started picking his clothes all scattered on the floor due to Akihiko's eagerness to touch him yesterday night.
He felt an ache somewhere around his small hips that he quickly sat even on the floor just to prevent more aches and to avoid his lover for finding about it, if ever he was caught standing and holding his hips— he knew he would die because of shame again.
He finished putting his clothes on and chose to make breakfast for the both of them.
"Breakfast.."
He forgot to look at the clock and see what time it was.
"4:39 pm? Crap! Its only less than 2 hours before dinner!"
Truth is, he didn't care about the time or what type of meal to make for the day. He's worried about his lover whom despite of his great talent in writing, is unimaginably a no-good in cooking. He wanted to know if the older man had eaten either his breakfast or lunch. On his mind, he knew Akihiko would just have a restaurant food delivered inside the house when things like this happen. However, what if not?
He rushed outside their room and called out at his lover.
"Usagi-san?"
There was no reply.
"Usagi-san? Usagi-san? Where are you?"
Just like the first attempt, no one gave a response.
Hurrying, Misaki went down on the apartment's ground floor, searching for Akihiko.
"Usagi-san!!!"
The bathroom— the kitchen— the living room, he examined the whole place. He was sure the older man did not leave because his shoes and coat were still at their respective place. But where was he?
He sat on the couch, seriously thinking the places where his lover might be found. He let out a sigh then spread both of his arms. One of his hands made a contact with something big and furry. He turned his head and smiled when his eyes saw his lover's best companion. He remembered that yesterday Akihiko was talking to him. An idiotic idea made its way on his mind.
"Nee, Suzuki-san. Have you seen my Usagi-san?"… 'my?' (blush)
The bear simply glowered at him as he was always. Good thing Suzuki-san doesn't talk, if he does, the fact that he is Akihiko's best friend would surely be a great impact on the lad.
He ruffled his hair. "Stupid Misaki, asking a bear for informations."
While sitting on the couch, he saw piles of books placed on the coffee table. One thing registered on his mind. He gets one of the same kind and flipped its pages. Even just flipping, he can still read some stimulating words like, 'Ya.. ahh' and 'Usagi-san, I'm going to..' which according to the book, was a beyond-belief of him. However, what made his eyes looking daggers on the poor little thing was it always ended with the statement: 'I love you, Akihiko, and will always be', that he usually noticed in every BL books he read… Wearing his reddened face without noticing it, he said. 'Damn Usagi-san. He wrote another series of his perverted books again.'
'Books' The word echoed.
…
'Words'
..
..
Then something along these words reminded him of a very important task he should haven't forget.
"Crap! I forgot all about my assignment!"
Like a thunder, he rushed in his room. His assignment's due date is still a day away, but on his case, he needs a month in order to finish it. He knew his talent was a distance from heaven to Earth when compared to his lover. If only he could ask the help of this award-winning author— no, he probably not, why? because this perverted lover of him would be asking of one thing from him— his body, in spite of what they've done and still doing.
Before entering, he noticed that his room wasn't closed and had a small opening in it. He clearly remembered that Akihiko did close it for he heard the door creaked while still enveloped within his touch. He swayed his head not to think what happened after that.
Could it be—?
'Oh yeah. I didn't inspect my room yet because I know Usagi-san wouldn't have a reason to be here.'
Slowly, he twisted the knob until he could see something he immediately recognized…
.
.
.
"USAGI-SAN!!!"
He ran after the older man who seemed to be in pain. (on Misaki's way of thinking)
"Oi! Usagi-san! Hold on!", shaking the man violently.
Akihiko hardly spoke. "M-Misaki."
"Don't speak! Wait there, I'll be cooking in a minute."
In an instant, he was on the kitchen, making a soup. He arranged the table fast and like a leaf falling from a tree, everything was already prepared. He went upstairs again and assisted his lover on the dining table.
Once Akihiko sat on the chair, Misaki get the soup and the spoon and began baby feeding the older man without thinking of what he was really doing.
"Usagi-san.. say 'ahh'." He commanded his seme.
Akihiko got a liking on the situation he was and even if he wasn't really that ill and just felt sleepy, a bit hungry and tired because of a surprise he was planning to do for his little lover, he continued to act as if he really was. He thought that it really isn't a bad thing to make his lover worried for him once in a while and that, he wanted to do it again.
The soup was finished. Akihiko was disappointed. He took the bowl and held it tight- not wanting Misaki to include it on the washing dishes.
"Usagi-san, give that to me.", 'or else you'll be the one to wash it.'
"I want another bowl."
"I know. That's why I'll wash them and then I'll proceed to grocery. We don't have enough ingredients, see?"
Misaki opened the cabinets to prove his statement.
"And also, Usagi-san, we need to buy another pack of your nicotine gum."*
Akihiko disagreed. "No, you don't have to. I can manage myself without them. Just trust me.", 'And they have many side-effects, like hiccups and muscle contraction.'
"But, the doctor said that only 3-5% people who decided to cease smoking like you were the only ones who succeeded to stop without the use of alternatives, just their will to do so." Misaki explained.
"Then, I'm one of them." Akihiko answered with confidence.
Misaki silently admired his lover for being determined in stopping his habit. He then went to gather his shoes and scarf, ready to go outside when he felt arms surrounded his waist. "U-Usagi-san?"
"Misaki, you don't trust me, do you?"
"Huh? What are you saying?"
Akihiko tightened his embrace to the lad. "You're completely wrong. I can stop it with just using my will..."
Misaki didn't respond. With his back facing his lover, he smiled, a shade of red coating his face.
Akihiko rested his head on the shoulder of the lad. Then bit its left ear which caused Misaki to twitched.
"W-What was that for?" he asked his lover.
"You want to know why I can do it?"
"I don't want to.",
"It's because of—"
"It's because of what?"
"See, you wanted to know about it after all.". Akihiko chuckled but did not lose his grip on the lad.
"Baka! It's because I need to. If I didn't, you won't let me go. Now, what the hell is that reason you're talking about?"
"Hmm… the reason is…"
"Come on. Make it fast"
"It's because of…"
"Usagi-san, if you don't hurry up I'll punch your face."
"Okay, okay. It's because of…"
Misaki frowned.
"It's because of…"(Akihiko)
.
.
.
.
"—Misaki's body.", "There you have it.'
"What a nice reason, Usagi-san." He glared at his lover.
"Oh, you think so?"
"OF COURSE NOT!! ITTE KIMASU!" Then shut the door in front of Akihiko.
"Itterasshai!" He kept his smile and walk towards Misaki's bedroom; resuming his unfinished work.
xXxXx
time: 6:15 in the evening
"Tadaima!"
Misaki went back from his grocery. He had bought several kinds of meat and vegetables to make sure that they won't problem the shortage of ingredients again. On the second floor, he heard his lover answered, "Okaeri nasai."
He went to the kitchen again and started making another set of food for them. After an hour, he finished the preparations and called Akihiko to join him eating his dinner.
"Hai, I'm coming." He answered.
He waited for his lover to go down. Minutes later, Akihiko descended the stairs with a paper on his hands and went towards the dining table.
"Hmm.. smells delicious." He complimented his lover's cooking.
"Usagi-san, what's that paper all about?", 'we're eating, you don't need to include your work on the table.'
"This one? Here." Akihiko gave the paper to Misaki.
Misaki couln't believe his eyes. He was looking deeply at his finished assignment, thanks to his super-good-when-it-comes-to-words lover. Now, he ate all what he had said about him inside his mind earlier. His lips could just murmur, "Thank you!!! Usagi-san!"
Akihiko was contented just seeing his lover happy. "Don't mention it." ,'Baka! How would I not worry about that. You mentioned that in your sleep after our lovemaking yesterday. Anyways, just seeing your smile makes me happy also. That's what lovers are for, besides that.'
They sat in front of each other and began eating. At first, they were silently consuming their dinner until Akihiko became aware of the number of foods Misaki prepared.
"Nee, Misaki. I'm already full and there's still many food left." Akihiko demanded.
"Eh?! But we need to eat them all", 'Many people are suffering from poverty nowadays.'
"That fact, I know that already. Moreover, I can't comprehend why you cooked many dishes. Is there an occasion to celebrate?", 'Besides, if you wanted to save, you should start by cooking enough food for us. Remember that it is my money you are spending.' Akihiko clarified.
"No, there really wasn't any occasion… Its an apology, okay?" Misaki scooped the last bits of rice on his plate.
"Apology?" Akihiko asked. He rested his head on his hands watching as his lover put the spoon in his mouth.
"Mmm. An apology…" Misaki started then chewed his food. "… for what happened earlier."
Akihiko got surprised at the answer Misaki gave. He knew it was his lover's attitude to blame himself for whatever happens to people around him, but he wasn't aware of the fact that this feast-like table was all for him. He was obviously touched for Misaki's kindness and love. "What happened earlier? Haha. You know its okay with me. I saw your lover side after all.", 'And I realized then that you really love me. I love you too, Misaki.'
Misaki instantly felt his face hot— and red. He stood and went back to the kitchen to get something. Akihiko mistook it that he was just embarrassed and decided to stay a distance for his lover's further teasing.
After a minute, the lad went back with a grocery bag in his hands. Akihiko was curious. "What's that?"
Slowly picking a bunch out of its restraints, he classified them as, "Bananas. I just saw these on the supermarket and got quite interested in them. We haven't been eating bananas in a while. Besides, bananas are known for their nutritional values. And look, they were the extraordinary ones."
'Extraordinary?' Akihiko asked himself. Misaki handed him one. He looks at it closely, his author's curiosity turning on. 'How could a banana be extraordinary—" Then, finally he realized what was the unique feature of the fruit his lover bought.
"Wait, Misaki. This was larger than the usual kind.", palpably amazed at the unique thing. He even rotated it to get a larger observation.
"I told you." , 'I knew you would be this amazed, like a child given a candy. How weird.'
Misaki gets one for himself. Akihiko was planning to ask his lover how to eat a banana again because he somehow forgot the process due to their seldom of eating one. When he saw Misaki was ready to consume the fruit, he just stared at him, eyes focused on the lad's hand and prepared to absorb the steps of the process.
Misaki peeled the banana and so he did. But then, the moment the skin revealed the treat hiding inside— Akihiko got his perverted side ON.
He gazed long at the delight that resembles like a—
Meanwhile, Misaki was peeling his fruit cleanly by pulling the skin downwards but not completely down, just until his forefinger that was placed from the bottom of the fruit, making the peeled skin hanging and the treat standing stiff.
Akihiko had his mouth gaping open at the scene in front of him. He wished it was his place of pleasure being enveloped by Misaki's lips. He cursed the fruit. Poor banana.
Misaki opened his mouth—ready to eat the treat, when Akihiko stopped him from doing so… by asking.
"Misaki, think of that as that."
Still holding his mouth wide, with his teeth slightly grinding the fruit, he answered. "H-Huh? What are you up to now?" His words were a bit blurry.
"I'm asking you, if that was my manhood, what will you gonna do to make me—"
!!CRUNCH!!
Misaki took a big bite on the banana, having the treat in halves, no, until only ¼ of it was being left. Akihiko felt goosebumps ran all over his body. The lad looked at him innocently, but for the older man, he looks as if he's ready to devour anything within his body.
"…-come." He mumbled the last word looking completely terrified.
"Usagi-san, what's wrong?" His lover took him out from his petrified state.
Akihiko shook his head and went on maintaining his composure again.
"Heh. So you really are a person to be scared of when it comes to lovemaking, Misaki. I never knew in a million times that you would do that to me.", 'I think it's a bit painful but at the same time pleasurable because it was you, you know.'
"HAAAA?! What the hell is in your perverted mind again, Baka-Usagi?" The lad asked.
"Don't worry, I'll let you do that kind of thing next time. Eat that!" He smiled at his little lover.
Misaki looked totally dumbfounded the moment he understood what Akihiko meant. He finished the fruit without making a glance at him. On the other side, the silver-haired man filled his mind of erotic thoughts again and decided he would be making a research on new positions to use for their next adventure.
Blushing at his most, he said in his mind,
"Nii-chan, never once in my life I thought that buying extraordinary bananas would have a huge negative effect on me. Help me, please. Your innocent brother, Misaki."
*-------END OF CHAPTER 3*-----*-----*
There are some things here that I haven't mentioned on the 2nd chapter. For example, this one:
*Akihiko started taking nicotine gum after the doctor advised him to take it as an alternative.
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a/n: Haha. Did this chapter make up to your expectations? I'm really sorry it took this long for me to update, even to those whom I promised for a certain week to do so. I have my reasons after all. Continue to read until the end of this author's notes and you'll find out.
It's long, ne? But I did my very best to amuse you once again, my beloved readers.
And this was especially uploaded as my blow out to all of you… XD
trivia: I got this 'banana' idea when my grandmother bought a bunch of big ones(and I think we still have it right now, you want some?). My mind completely went wild after seeing... It really does resembles like THAT!!! *nosebleed*
Hold on tight, Chapter 4 will be next. (of course, what's next to 3? isn't it 4?XDD)
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~The Unblossomed Flower