Onodera Ritsu to Takano Masamune no Baii

Chapter 8

Onodera was still blushing furiously when he heard a set of feet come clomping down Usami-sensei's staircase. Thinking it was his former author again, Onodera cried, "It's not like that!"

"Not like what?"

Onodera gasped when he realized that the person standing at the base of the stairs was not Usami-sensei, but none other than his boss.

"T-Takano-san!" Onodera stuttered, turning around and blushing an impossibly deeper shade of red. "It's not like I don't want to help make the oyakodon, or anything! I'm an amazing cook, you know!" he continued, giving himself an internal pat on the back for the smooth cover-up.

But no matter how smooth Onodera was, Takano-san was always one step ahead. "Right. Now what's really not like what?" he asked, his voice no longer curious but stone-cold and had an undertone of "don't fuck with me."

"Well—um—it's not like you're entitled to know what we talked about—"

"Yes I am, Onodera. What isn't like what?" Takano-san growled, making a move toward the shorter man.

"Don't come any closer—"

"Then tell me."

Onodera's eyes widened as he realized that he wasn't getting out of this one. He looked at anywhere but Takano-san, backing up as Takano-san advanced towards him. "Err, well, it's not like—it's not like you and I have anything going on between us!"

That stopped Takano-san.

"Why would your old author want to know if there was anything going on between us?" Takano-san asked, narrowing his eyes. Onodera gulped.

"Um, well, we were just talking and I guess…um…" Onodera scratched his head frantically. His mind was completely blank, he could barely remember how to talk.

While Onodera was in a state of panic, Takano-san took the chance to advance to practically right on top of Onodera. By the time the younger man realized what had happened, it was too late. Takano-san had a hold of Onodera's wrist and was pulling him closer. Before Onodera could shove him away, Takano-san locked Onodera in a kiss.

"Mmm—Takano-san—st—" Onodera murmured into the kiss, but Takano-san didn't let up, as usual. But Onodera's state of mind was so scrambled that he didn't even think about the chance that Takahashi-kun or Usami-sensei could come downstairs at any moment and catch them together.

Somehow Takano-san had pinned Onodera down on the couch, all the while still kissing him, and was now running his hand up under Onodera's black sweatshirt and over an already hardened nipple.

Snapping out of his daze, Onodera snapped his head to the side, ripping his lips away from Takano-san's. "Stop! What if—" Takano-san let go of Onodera's wrist to turn his head back to him, and took the chance to kiss Onodera with his tongue. The smaller man tried to force Takano-san's tongue out of his mouth, but ended up tangling them together.

Finally, Onodera found the strength to force Takano-san's hand out of his shirt and push the bigger man off of him. "Get off me!" Onodera cried when his lips were free. He wiped a string of saliva off his chin as he panted from the heat of the kiss. Takano-san just gazed at him with unreadable, dark eyes instead of making another move for his first love. Suddenly, Onodera heard a thump at the top of the stairs. Feeling his stomach drop to his feet, he whipped around to see none other than Takahashi-kun standing there, a cell phone at his feet.

"T-Takahashi-kun?!" Onodera screeched, clutching his stomach in fear of throwing up. "Y-you—were you there—um—I can ex—"

"Oh, so we're allowed to do that now?" Usami-sensei appeared behind the shocked Takahashi-kun, and gazed down at the pair sitting on the couch. "Alright then," he said before turning Takahashi-kun around and locking him into a kiss as well.

"What?!" Onodera screamed, accidentally shoving himself off the couch in his shock and falling onto the hardwood floor. Usami-sensei—Sensei is—

"How are you surprised?" Takano-san muttered.

"U-Usami-sen…sei…" Onodera stuttered, not even bothering to pick himself up from the floor.

When Takahashi-kun realized what was happening himself, he widened his big jade eyes and pushed Usami-sensei away from him. "Usagi-san! What the heck are you doing with company over?" he shrieked, sounding just as shocked at what happened as Onodera.

"Well, our company was just doing the same thing," Usami-sensei replied, glancing down at Takano-san with a smirk planted on his face. "If it's fine for them why wouldn't it be fine for us?"

"Wait, that is not fine with me!" Onodera shot back, his blush returning. "I was just forced into that!"

Takano-san sighed and rolled his eyes. "Really, Onodera? You didn't seem to be trying that hard to resist. Are you sure you were forced into anything?"

Onodera glared daggers through a blush at the dark-haired man. "Yes, I am absolutely completely positive that I was just forced onto the couch and—and—" Shit, I can't think!

"And what?" Takano-san inquired.

"We all know what happened," Onodera muttered, standing up and staring down at the floor.

"Well, I don't see a problem with it. What about you, Misaki?" Usami-sensei commented.

Takahashi-kun blushed. "W-well…um…" He seemed hesitant to say anything. "I think we should all get ready to make the oyakodon, what do you think, Onodera-san?" He scratched the back of his head while laughing awkwardly, his words practically screaming, "Let's just drop the subject and do something else that doesn't include anything like what just happened!"

"No, I don't think I'm hungry for oyakodon right now, on second thought," Takano-san replied, placing his chin on the heel of his hand. "What about you, Usami?"

"I think I just lost my appetite for that as well," the silver-haired man replied. He smirked at Takano-san, and the man mirrored the look.

Onodera knew that look. Oh. Crap.

Quickly, the brunette made his way to the kitchen. "Well what else can we make? Haha, I'm so hungry right now! Takahashi-kun, why don't you teach me to make something simple? If they're not hungry for oyakodon we could make—"

"Jeez, Onodera, learn to read the mood," Takano-san interrupted, turning to gaze at the furiously blushing man.

"I'm with Onodera-san!" Takahashi-kun quickly agreed, leaping down the stairs two steps at a time. Usami-sensei followed him down at a normal pace.

"What should we do, Takano? They don't seem to get it," Usami-sensei sighed, following Takahashi-kun into the kitchen. Takano-san gave a sly grin and followed the man into the kitchen.

"What should we do indeed?" Takano-san asked, leaning against the counter.

"Takahashi-kun, I don't think we have the ingredients for anything right now! Let's go buy something!" Onodera announced, even though he hadn't so much as looked in the pantry.

On the contrary, Onodera was quite sure of what was about to happen, and he was not going to let that happen.

I mean, I just found out that Takahashi-kun and Usami-sensei are…and they just saw Takano-san and I…

"Ah, it appears that we don't! To the supermarket we'll go, then!" Takahashi-kun agreed, but before he could go anywhere, Usami-sensei grabbed his wrist and Takano-san quickly grabbed Onodera's own.

"But you haven't even checked to see if we have anything," Usami-sensei protested, his violet eyes unnerving.

"I don't think—"

"Maybe there's something upstairs," Usami-sensei continued as if Takahashi-kun had never spoken. He swiftly scooped the small boy into his arms and began to walk towards the stairs, while Takahashi-kun protested and struggled all the way.

"It'd be rude to ignore our hosts, Onodera," Takano-san said, grinning at the smaller man.

"T-Takano-san! You're kidding, right? Please tell me you're joking!" Onodera shrieked, trying to pull himself away from the other man's death grip on his wrist. Ignoring Onodera, Takano-san made quick work of dragging Onodera along to follow Usami-sensei and Takahashi-kun up the stairs.

You're kidding me! We're not seriously doing…doing…that, are we?! Ten minutes ago I didn't even know that Takahashi-kun and Usami-sensei were together, and they didn't know that Takano-san and I…you're joking, right, Takano-san?!

Um. So. I think the rating might change. Like next week. Sorry if this chapter wasn't put together very well, or rushed...I'm so tired right now…but I wanted to get this chapter in before the start of the new year, so here you go!

Fi Suki Saki, I like to think of taking your idea a step further xD Your review is actually the reason I came up with this. Haha ^^ but anyway, I love it when I get prompt reviews. I get writer's block like a bad cold that just keeps coming back… (Yeah, remember the time I didn't come back for three whole freaking weeks? That was like the flu.) I love the ideas in these reviews. I actually want to incorporate some other Junjou characters into this now!

So thank you all for the reviews, I love them and seriously never get tired of rereading them! (I hope that's not weird…?) ^^' So anyway, thank you for reading so far, and another big thanks to those who have reviewed!

See you next week!