HEY GUYS. LONG TIME….No see….at all. WHAT EVA. I'm actually like….breaking a law by using this computer. YALL LUCKY. But I went back and saw my reviews and was like..." LETZ RITE MOAR." Yea. O BTW. Dis ISNT Mpreg.

Misaki: JESUS CHRIST WOMAN.

Me: Yea.

Misaki: DISCLAIMER AND WRITE YO' DANG STORY.

Me:…..Yea,yea…getto bastard…..I dun own Junjo Romantica.

Misaki: Good. NOW .

I Love You to Death Chapter 3 Insanity

Just almost. Akihiko had leaped out of his seat and attempted to save the younger male. Instead he failed; he had hit the scalpel, plunging it into the brunette's neck. No noise came from him except a gurgling sound. Blood protruded from the teens mouth, turning into a constant river of red.

"M-Misaki?" Misaki looked at Akihiko with a mixed look of fear, and love. He mouthed "I love you." Before he went limp.

"M-Misaki? OH GOD! MISAKI!" Akihiko kneeled next to the quickly dying boy.

Akihiko rose from his tainted slumber. He awoke in his couch, alone. So Misaki did leave. Aihiko quickly pulled out his phone. No text.

So…..he wasn't really pregnant? What a stupid question. Of course he wasn't. He was male after all. "Well, I could see him being pregnant, he's so moody." He chuckled at his lame barb.

"But I still hurt him…..didn't I?" He asked himself. Akihiko hung his head in defeat. There was no other answer.

The only thing he was able to think of was his love. His darling. Whom, had run away.

What else could he do? In TOKYO. IN GOD DAMN TOKYO. WHERE THE HELL COULD HE BE?

Then the door cracked open. "Who's there?"

It opened just a tad more. A small body protruded from the door frame. "U-Usagi-san? You there? I'm sorry….I-I just…"

"Misaki?" Akihiko stood up quickly.

The young boy stayed in the door frame, "I was just mad….I-I didn't mean to… I can leave if you want…." Misaki did a 360 and almost walked out, until a great hug pulled him back.

"Don't leave. Ever. " Misaki turned around in the hug and wrapped his arms around the older mans neck.

" I would never."

Akihiko leaned down and lightly touched his lips to the young ones. The smaller boys tongue flicked across the elder's lips, instantly Akihiko allowed entrance almost instantly. Their tongues played with each other's for a while. When a pained scream emitted from the smaller boy's frame, Akhiko let go.

Misaki dropped to his knees grasping his back. "W-WHY? WHY DO YOU HAT- GHHH….."Misaki got out before a gruesome amount of blood was coughed out. The blood splattered across the walls, making it seem like a murder scene.

Misaki fell to his chest. A knife stuck in his back. He then tried to crawl towards Akihiko, while he just backed away, till he tripped on his table. He fell strait onto his back. Misaki straddled Akihiko's waist. He leaned down and kissed him. Not lovingly, not passionate. Brutally, ruthlessly, he then coughed, pushing blood down Akihiko's throat. The taste was nothing like Misaki. It was cold, and tasted of toxin.

Akihiko shoved the cold lips from his, only to find the thing he was kissing wasn't his Misaki. It was a monster. The look-alike's eyes had turned from a emerald green to a pure black. His normally rosy face was sheet white. His commonly sweet smile was replaced with a horrendous, sly grin. And the blood had turned to a sickly black-grey. Tears of crimson blood dripped from his eyes. But it was dead.

Akihiko pushed the body from him and backed away. "NononononononoNONONONONO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He shut his eyes and clawed at his eyes.

He reopened them. Nothing. There was nothing on the floor. "Fuck…I belong in a asylum. I need out."

He slipped on his shoes not worried about the coat and the fact that it was below zero outside. He didn't bother to take the car. He walked, more like ran out to the middle of Tokyo. Where the hell is Misaki?

That's when a young boy with brown hair and green eyes passed him with a small nervous glance.

"M-Misaki?' he asked under his breath. The boy kept walking. "MISAKI!" The young boy stopped in tracks as many people stared at Akihiko. That confirmed his identity. Akihiko rushed forward and grabbed the boys arm and twirled him around to see a crying Misaki.

"Akihiko….I'm sorry. Please don't hate me! Please!" Akihiko was relived. He found the real Misaki.

But he didn't know what to say, so he just hugged him. He felt Misaki's face heat up. He chuckled, only Misaki would blush. "I love you." He whispered into the youths ear.

"Me too."

I KNOW SHORT. AND SORTA A FILER. It just needs to be here for later. You guys are amazing I LOVE YALLL. LOLOLOLOL. I listened to EVERY Disturbed and EVERY Seether song I could think of while writing this. Guys sorry. BUT PLEASE REVIEW. Oh also please excuse my bad grammar. I SUCK. It's SOO SHORT DXXXXXXXXX.