Minna-san, when I first wrote this, I was in a rush.
Please forgive me if it isn't worth a read.
Title: Books Fuel Your Imagination
Desc.: Onodera becomes obsessed with a certain series that centers around him and Takano.
Rating: T (implied sex and mild swearing)
Ritsu was back at home, upside down on his couch. His cheeks deep red as he read a certain book that a few of the ladies in the female staff at Marukawa had given him.
"What is this author's name?!" he hissed, embarrassed. "How does she know all this stuff about me and Takano?! But, more importantly,"
He threw the book across the room, and it nearly hit the T.V. across from him.
"WHY THE HELL AM I READING THIS?!"
He breathed heavily, trying to calm down. His hair was going in all directions, and he was feeling rather...odd.
It was like once he touched that book, he needed more. He needed to read more of this, to see more. A sudden obsession for whatever the book was based off rushed through his body, and caused him to become flustered and...slightly turned on.
Shock ran through him, and he shook his head frantically.
'Ew! NO!' he hissed at himself. 'It's about me and Takano-san! It's disgusting!'
Never in his rightful mind had he thought he would become so lustful over a book, manga, in this case, that described his love life...n-not that there was one!
His look softened as he saw the book sprawled open on the floor.
"But..." he thought aloud. "It's just a book..."
He picked up the book and sat back down on the couch.
"What harm could it possibly do?"
Agonizing pain and curiosity rushed through Ritsu's body, this book was most definitely doing pain.
Onodera was having trouble sleeping, he couldn't keep his mind over what would happen next.
In the book, he had exclaimed, at the end, how much he hated Takano. Then, it was left there! It was cruel to his mind, but, to his understanding, it was the way an author sold books.
"Ugh...I never thought I'd be interested in..." he shivered as he said the word. "...yaoi."
He had learned from a "reliable" source on the internet that for the fans (he was surprised to hear it had any) it was called yaoi. A genre which contained male on male action meant for a female audience. What disgusted him the most was that it had all happened in real life, he was just re-living everything, but in a different point of perspective. And, to his even more disgust, but more his unbelievable delight, it looked so much more hot.
"Ugh!" he groaned, turning over. "I'm going to sleep! Tomorrow I have work, and I don't have time for this!"
He closed his eyes, but immediately saw the words he had said in the book,
"ON THE CONTRARY, I ACTUALLY HATE TAKANO-SAN!"
He shot up from bed, and screamed,
"DAMN IT!"
Falling asleep was going to be harder than ever now...
The minute Onodera walked into Marukawa, he planned to avoid Takano all day.
'Work, think about work...' he kept thinking to himself. 'Ignore Takano for every social reason possible. Only talk to him for work purposes.'
He went the whole work day ignoring his boss, not even looking at him. If he had to give him something, work related of course, he would pass it to him but pretend he was doing something important on his phone.
He sighed in relief as he finished the work for the day. Just as he was about to leave, some women from the female staff stopped him.
"Onodera!" they called. "Did you read the book we gave you?"
He gulped, blushing slightly.
"Oh, uh, yes! Yes I did!" he smiled. "It was...interesting. Very interesting."
"I knew you would like it! Talk about fiction, huh?" the tallest one giggled.
"Um, yes." Ritsu smiled. "By any chance...do you know who wrote the book? There didn't seem to be a name on the cover..."
"Oh!" the shorter one gasped. "The author is Shungiku Nakamura! She also wrote another series called Junjou Romantica! It's quite good!"
"Th-Thank you." he smiled. "Have a good evening."
"You, too, Onodera!" they both giggled, walking away.
He sighed, turning around.
He jumped back a little, startled by Kisa.
"Hey, Ricchan~!" he smiled. "What we're you and the ladies talking about~?"
"N-Nothing." Ritsu coughed out. "J-Just a book they let me h-have."
"What's it called~?" Kisa teased.
"Um, I...wow, look at the time! I really have to go home and-and...bye!"
He turned, speed walking to the door.
"Ugh, why is he so stupid?!" Ritsu hissed, holding the book above his head. "He should already know that Usagi-san doesn't like to be woken up like that! Ugh! Misaki, if you weren't so cute..."
He sighed dreamily, putting the book on his chest. He had been able to buy the whole Junjou Romantica series, along with the Sekaiichii Hatsukoi one. He was becoming obsessed, but, it was helping him learn more about this new genre called 'yaoi'.
He was slowly becoming obsessed with the love life of Usagi Akihiko. Which, if he recalled correctly, was an author he used to be an editor for.
Getting up, he grabbed a random book for the Sekaiichii Hatsukoi series.
"The Case of Onodera Ritsu." he read. "I know it's mainly about me and Takano but, well, I'm desperate..."
He opened it and began to read, his heart fluttering when he saw Takano on the next page. He would never confess it, but, he was slightly turned on by the fact that in this one he was most likely going to be fucked into the mattress.
"Besides," he smiled. "it's not like anyone will find out."
Takano knocked on the door once again. The doorbell hadn't seemed to be working, no one was answering.
"I know he's home." he mumbled under his breath. "I saw him come in about an hour ago."
Knocking once more, he listened for any sign of someone in the apartment. Ritsu had forgotten his bag outside of his apartment, and the fact that he hadn't even noticed it wasn't with him concerned the male.
He heard a light moan, but nothing more. It was like someone was protesting against getting up, and it only made him worry anymore.
Sighing in frustration, Takano grabbed the spare key that he knew Ritsu kept under his doormat and opened the door.
To his surprise, there was a mess of books on his coffee table. He walked into the bedroom to find the sleeping Onodera sprawled out.
As Takano got closer, Ritsu turned over, letting go of the book he was holding. He closed himself up, moaning in annoyance.
Takano grabbed the book, a concerned look on his face.
"Sekai Ichii Hatsukoi?" he read out loud. "What the hell is he reading now?"
He opened up to a random page, and was shocked by the results. His eyes widened, and he looked at Onodera as he slept soundly.
The boy was innocent, not completely, but his mind was never full with thoughts like this...well, surely not enough to use his money on it. Putting the book down, Takano touched Ritsu's cheek lightly.
"Masamune..." Ritsu moaned in his sleep.
Takano kissed him lightly, and Ritsu slowly opened his eyes.
"T-Takano...?" he yawned, rubbing his eyes. "W-What are you doing here?"
"You left our bag outside." he pointed at the living room for emphasis. "I knocked on the door and no one answered. So, I came in."
He smiled evilly as he held up the book Ritsu had been reading.
"Would you care to explain this?" he asked.
Ritsu froze, and blushed profusely. He felt 'himself' twitch slightly, and, to Takano's surprise, began to try and palm it away with his hands.
"I-I...one of the female staff members recommended it, and I read it..." he was turning redder. "And...it went uphill from there."
Takano smiled, slightly becoming hard at the sight of Ritsu palming himself.
"So...you're interested in this kind of stuff?"
Onodera gasped, having palmed too hard and sent an involuntary shiver up his spine.
"I wouldn't say that!" he said, feeling himself blush harder.
"Ritsu."
Takano grabbed his wrists and pushed him down on the bed, looking straight into his lustful eyes.
"I love you."
He kissed him deeply, his tongue slipping into his mouth, and not a protest being heard or showed.
"Takano-san..." Ritsu moaned.
Takano bit his ear lightly.
Ritsu huffed his hips forward, wanting whatever friction he could get.
"Eager are we?" Takano chuckled.
"Very." Ritsu groaned, slowly licking his lips.
"Damn." Takano growled. "Turning me on, that's gonna end up with you being unable to walk tomorrow."
"Do it; fuck." Ritsu moaned, his eyes begging for any kind of way to reach release.
"I gotta see what those books did to you, they really do fuel your imagination."
And with that he went on to fuck Ritsu in a senseless void of pleasure...