Disclaimer: I can't think of any witty disclaimers so here goes, I don't own Junjou Romantica. Original, huh?

A/N: Hello everybody! It has been so long! Did you miss me? Hehe. I doubt. Anyway, chapter 6 is up! Sorry for the veeeerrrrry looooong update. As usual, work and school keeping me busy, not to mention I got sick and had no idea what to write next. Anyway, enough chatter. On with the show!

CHAPTER 6 – PARIS DAY 2

Morning dawned bright and clear. Outside, the spectacular view of Paris can be seen, the streets bustling with activity of people and cars.

Usagi-san squinted as the sun hit his eyes. He yawned and stretched, unbelievably relaxed, though sore at some places. He glanced at the bundle in his arms and he instinctively smiled. Misaki was still sleeping, a small smile adorning his perfect lips, one of his arms wrapped around Usagi as if refusing to let go.

His husband. Usagi smiled wistfully as he brushed Misaki's hair from his forehead. In the past, the thought of being with someone scared him. Now, the thought of losing Misaki is unbearable. Usagi placed a small kiss on Misaki's forehead, his heart full of love for this wonderful and perfect creature, he's afraid it will explode.

Usagi was jolted from his musing when Misaki shifted and nuzzled his nose against Usagi's chest. Misaki whimpered softly, shifted and inserted his legs between the older man's own, then settled back down. Usagi felt something hard nudging his thigh, then with a wicked smile, he decided that it's time for Misaki to wake up.

Misaki was having a very delicious dream involving a silver-haired knight in shining armor when he whimpered as the dream suddenly vanished and cold air hit his still-naked body. He groped for the warm body next to him, but found none. Blearily, he opened his eyes, at the same time something wet and warm swallowed his cock.

Misaki gasped, still on the verge of sleep as he looked down. Usagi heard the gasp and looked up at the same time Misaki looked down. Lavander eyes filled with lust collided with sleepy but aroused emerald gaze. Without breaking eye contact, Usagi licked a long trail from the base of Misaki's cock to the tip.

"Ha…Usagi-san…" Misaki moaned as he grasped the soft, silver hair as Usagi swallowed him whole. Usagi applied a strong suction and Misaki cried out as he suddenly released inside the older man's warm mouth.

Usagi sucked and licked Misaki clean and then kissed his way up Misaki's body, pausing to give attention to Misaki's nipples. Misaki growled and dragged Usagi upward and captured the older man's mouth. It was Usagi's turn to moan as Misaki kissed him deeply.

"Good morning." Usagi greeted when they came apart for air.

"That was a nice way to wake up." Misaki whispered against Usagi's cheek.

Usagi smiled smugly. "Was it a more effective wake-up call than coffee?"

Misaki frowned. "Oh, no, definitely not. I still want coffee. Coffee is better than sex after –"

Usagi growled and bit Misaki's neck rather hard.

"Ow, what was that for, baka Usagi-san?" Misaki rubbed the spot, knowing it will leave a mark.

"That's for saying that coffee is better than me." Usagi said, pouting a little.

Misaki kissed Usagi's cheek. "Well, I could be persuaded. If you would just put your mouth to better use…"

Usagi drew back and gazed at Misaki below him, love overflowing inside. He felt so happy, it scared him a little. Usagi leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on Misaki's lips. "I love you." He whispered.

With a smile that almost blinded Usagi, Misaki drew him down and kissed him deeply, wrapping his arms and legs around his husband. With his other hand, he grasped Usagi's still-hard cock and guided it to his own entrance which was still stretched and slick from last night. Usagi, surprised at Misaki's action, bucked when he felt the warmth suddenly enveloping him.

"Fuck." Usagi panted as he was suddenly buried to the hilt inside his husband.

Misaki kissed him on the cheek, a seemingly innocent gesture as opposed to what they're doing right now.

"I love you, too. But will you please move already, damn it?" Misaki whispered.

Usagi grinned wickedly and thrust hard, making Misaki scream as it rammed his prostate hard. "Oh shit! Usagi-san!"

Misaki grasped Usagi's butt cheeks as he sensuously ground against Usagi. "Usagi-san…" he moaned. "Do that again, please."

Unable to deny his husband's plea, Usagi thrust hard again, hitting Misaki's prostate dead on. Misaki grasped the headboard as leverage as Usagi pounded him raw. Seeing Misaki's pleasure-filled face, Usagi could feel his orgasm closing in. Wanting to prolong their lovemaking if possible, Usagi stopped suddenly and pulled out with a squelch.

Misaki gaped at him incredulously. "Why the hell did you stop?"

Usagi leaned down and licked Misaki's ear. "Get on your knees for me."

Misaki's eyes darkened with lust as he scrambled to obey. Usagi unconsciously licked his lips while lazily stroking his cock as he beheld the sight before him. Unable to help himself, he leaned forward and swiped his tongue against Misaki's hole.

Misaki bucked and moaned. "Usagi-san…please…"

Usagi swiped his tongue again, enjoying Misaki's taste and his reactions. "Please what?"

Misaki bit his lip as he felt that wicked tongue stabbing his hole repeatedly. "Usagi-san for the love of god, just do it already!"

Usagi chuckled and thrust forward, hitting Misaki's spot dead on again at the first try. Misaki cried out as he braced his hands against the headboard as it banged repeatedly against the wall.

Usagi held Misaki against his sweaty chest as their thrusts turned even more frenzied. Misaki hooked his arm around Usagi's neck as the older man bit his way down to the younger man's shoulders.

"U-Usagi-san," Misaki panted. "Touch me please. I'm so close."

Usagi held Misaki's hips tightly as he thrusts while one of his hands took hold of Misaki's leaking cock firmly and jerked it in time with his movements.

"Oh – Oh god! Usagi-san!" Misaki panted, eyes rolling at the top of his head from the pleasure, looking almost out of his mind.

"Misaki." Usagi whispered harshly while licking Misaki's ears. "Come with me."

And with that, Misaki gave a scream as his orgasm was torn from his body. Due to the delicious contractions enveloping his cock, Usagi was not far behind as he lets out a loud cry as he released inside Misaki. The neighbors must love them.

Exhausted, limp and utterly satisfied, Misaki collapsed on the bed, not minding the wet spots on the bed, or the heavy weight on his back. Usagi shifted, earning a hiss from Misaki as he withdrew slowly. He then moved to his back, taking Misaki with him.

Misaki sighed blissfully as he lay on top of Usagi-san, feeling comfort from the heart beating beneath his ear. He placed a kiss on Usagi's chest and lifted his head and gaze at his husband, the older man's contentment mirroring his own.

Usagi smiled and kissed Misaki's forehead. "Are you all right?"

Misaki sighed, laying his head back down on Usagi's chest. "I could get used to that kind of wake up call. Beats my alarm clock by a long shot."

Usagi chuckled, rubbing Misaki's back soothingly. They lay like that for a few minutes, relishing each other's warmth. Then, Misaki shifted then grimaced as he felt the remnants of their lovemaking drying up.

With one last kiss on Usagi's chest, Misaki sat up. "I need to shower. I haven't taken a bath in…24 hours?" He scrunched his nose at the thought.

Usagi was still laying back down, both of his hands behind his neck, his gloriously naked body on display. "Why do you need to shower? We're not finished yet. I'll still make a mess out of you."

Misaki blushed. "No, baka Usagi." He then stood up and stretched beside the bed, groaning as some of his muscles protested, fully aware of his husband's gaze on his body.

Usagi licked his lips, becoming fully aroused again at the perfection in front of his eyes. "Are you really in a hurry to shower?" He asked huskily.

Misaki heard the husky voice and knew that baka Usagi was ready for another round. His eyes widened, backing off a step. "Oh, no. No, not this time. I did not come to Paris to spend the entire day in bed with you."

Usagi stood up as well, his erection already paying attention. "I thought this was our second honeymoon?"

Misaki backed up a step again. "Y-yes it is, but we did not pay for a first class plane ticket and reserved a luxurious room in Paris to spend it in bed!"

Usagi kept on walking forward, already cornering Misaki against the wall, the younger's erection also already paying attention. "Come on, Misaki. I'll make it worth your while." He whispered against Misaki's ear.

Misaki shuddered, as always, powerless to stop Usagi's advances, knees already turned to jelly. "Fine. But after this, we go downstairs –" Misaki gasped as Usagi pressed a finger against his hole. "Then you'll…treat me to…lunch. Or whatever."

Usagi sighed. "Fine fine." Then he smiled wickedly, then took hold of Misaki's leaking cock, the younger man gasping suddenly. "But first let me take care of this for you."

After three rounds of hot sex in the bathroom which involves the shower gel, conditioner, bathtub and detachable shower head, the two stumbled out of their rooms. They forego the hotel restaurant and instead went to one of the cafes outside the hotel.

Misaki's wide eyes went wider as he beheld the view before him. People speaking in a language he did not know, vendors shouting their wares in a language he did not understand, a place so beautiful that he almost felt out of place, but when his husband took a hold of his hand and smiled at him, he knew he would not be anywhere else but here.

They were seated outside the café, with Usagi-san ordering something which sounds very complicated, only it turned out as coffee, juice, and finger sandwiches.

The two ate in comfortable silence, Usagi holding Misaki's hand, stroking it while the younger man blushed.

Usagi smiled. "Why are you blushing?"

Misaki blushed harder, sipping his orange juice. "I'm not. It's only hot in here."

"Misaki, it's the middle of autumn, do you think it's hot?" Then Usagi dropped his voice to a whisper. "Or am I making you hot?"

Misaki spluttered. "Quit saying those things! Not out here! Some people might hear." He hissed.

Usagi chuckled. "Misaki, Paris is the romance capital of the world. They don't care what we're doing." He then gazed wistfully at the Eiffel tower at the distance. "If I had more sense in the past, I should have brought you here to propose to you."

Misaki softened, sighing in mock annoyance. "What brought that on?"

Usagi gazed back at him, laughing self-consciously. "Nothing. Nostalgia, I guess."

Misaki took hold of Usagi's hand, fingers tracing the simple silver band on his husband's finger. "Well, no matter where you proposed, whether it be the Tokyo subway, Paris, or even at our kitchen, I would still say yes."

Usagi beamed. "Really?"

Misaki blew a breath. "It's like you could have given me a choice, anyway. You ruined me for another."

Usagi frowned. "What do you mean?"

Misaki resolutely kept his eyes downcast as he blushed anew. "Well, I don't think I would be able to love anyone else except you."

Usagi's eyes widened, taking hold of Misaki's hand tenderly. "Misaki…"

Suddenly, an old woman stopped by their table. She was holding a basket with a bunch of roses in it. She smiled at their linked hands then turned to Usagi.

"Est il votre mari?" (1) She asked, smiling at Usagi.

Usagi nodded. "Oui. comment saviez-vous?" (2)

She laughed, brown eyes twinkling. "R avez juste semblé vraiment amoureux l'un de l'autre." (3). She then plucked three perfectly bloomed roses from her basket and held it to Usagi. "Voulez-vous le fait de monter pour lui?" (4)

Usagi reached for his wallet as she held up a hand to stop him. "Non, non. C'est gratuitement. Il est grand de voir de différentes sortes d'amour à Paris. Appréciez votre séjour ici, monsieur." (5). She then smiled at Usagi again and placed a hand on Misaki's cheek. "Au revoir." (6)

They both watched the old lady disappear, handing out roses to couples that she saw.

Misaki turned back to Usagi. "Okay, I didn't understand a word of your conversation."

Usagi chuckled. "Well, basically, she asked if you were my husband –"

Misaki gasped. "What did you say?"

"Of course I said yes. Then she told me to give you these." Usagi then held out the three perfect roses to Misaki. "She gave me three. I suppose she thought I never said I love you often."

Misaki blushed as he took the roses. "Well, I think she thought wrong."

"Misaki…" Usagi whispered, taking hold of Misaki's hand and placing a kiss on it. "Je t'aime." (7)

Misaki swallowed as he saw the love in his husband's eyes. "What does that mean?"

"It means 'I love you.'" Usagi whispered huskily.

"Oh." Misaki could only sit there, staring at Usagi's eyes, unable to break away, not that he wants to.

Suddenly, they heard someone cleared their throat.

Usagi turned to the intruder, annoyance clearly written on his face. "Oui?"

"Uhm…refill, sir?" The waiter asked in a heavily accented voice.

"No thank you. We'll be getting the check now."

"Oui, monsieur." He then scurried away.

"Well! Where should we go next? Can we go to the Eiffel tower now?" Misaki asked enthusiastically, finally able to surface from Usagi's seductive gaze.

Usagi smiled indulgently. "We'll go wherever you want to go."

The waiter came back and took Usagi's credit card without another word. He then came back with the receipt and Misaki was already bouncing from his excitement, but careful not to break the roses.

"Come on, Usagi! Eiffel tower's waiting for us!"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming." Usagi grumbled at the bouncing mass of energy before him.

"I'm so glad I got my camera with me! We could take pictures then we could mail them to Nii-chan so that he could see how much fun we had here!" Misaki almost bounced with each step beside Usagi. Cute as it was, Misaki was too far away, so he hooked his arm around Misaki's shoulders and drew him closer.

"Wait – what –" Misaki blushed as he drew closer to Usagi's welcoming warmth.

Usagi placed a kiss on top of Misaki's head. "Stay beside me." He whispered.

Misaki hooked his arm around Usagi's waist as he leaned against his husband. "Baka."

They explored the grounds of Paris, going to Champs-Elysees, going to the Batou-Mouche, Misaki laughing hysterically as Usagi rowed their boat while he splashed water to Usagi, wetting him. He then took pictures of the elder man as he rowed their boat, Usagi making funny faces as Misaki laughed heartily. Usagi retaliated by kissing Misaki senseless when they neared the center of the lake.

They also went to the Arch de Triomphe, Misaki gazing in awe at the magnificent monument, taking dozens of pictures of him and Usagi-san, even asking a bunch of Japanse tourists to take their pictures.

It was already dark when they finally went to the Eiffel tower, Misaki laughing with delight as he finally saw the tower. It was a good thing that they came at night so that they could see the lights on the tower and also of the city below.

"Usagi-san! Take my picture here!" Misaki posed at the base of the tower, spreading his arms while he waited for Usagi to take his picture. Usagi took the picture obediently, smiling a little at Misaki's excitement.

"Can we go up?" Misaki asked as he looked up.

"Yes we can. Come on."

They then took the elevator to the viewing platform of the tower where Misaki gasped at the beauty of Paris at night. He never got to appreciate the view the first night they were here due to exhaustion, but now, Misaki can't help but be amazed.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Misaki asked Usagi.

Usagi then turned to Misaki. "It really is." He whispered, staring at Misaki as if they were the only people in the world.

Misaki blushed by the implication of the words. "Take a picture with me!" he blurted.

Usagi chuckled as he took the camera from Misaki. "Fine. I'll take it. My arm's longer."

Misaki then posed beside Usagi, then when the camera was about to go off, Usagi suddenly placed a kiss on Misaki's cheek, surprising the younger man as the camera suddenly flashed.

Misaki stared at him. "What was that?"

Usagi chuckled as he looked at their picture in the camera. "Looks good. I think I would want to print this and put it on a frame and hang it in the living room."

"What? You can't do that! Let me see!" Misaki then wrestled the camera from Usagi's grasp and looked at their picture. He then smiled at their image. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were flushed and Usagi had his eyes closed as he placed a kiss on Misaki's cheek. They looked cute together. Misaki cleared his throat. Not that he would admit that in front of baka Usagi's face.

"Misaki…" Usagi whispered as he went behind Misaki and kissed his nape. "Have you had enough sight-seeing for the day?"

Misaki sighed as he tilted his head to give Usagi-san more access to his neck. "Hmm…maybe. Why?"

Usagi wrapped his arms around Misaki's waist, stroking his stomach slowly. He smirked when he heard the catch in Misaki's breath. "Let's go back to the hotel."

Misaki turned around without breaking Usagi's hold on him. "Usagi-san…"

Usagi smiled, placing kisses on Misaki's face. "Hmm?"

Misaki closed his eyes at the blissful feeling of his husband's lips. "I'll probably botch it up but I want to say it."

Usagi placed a kiss on Misaki's nose. "Botch up what?"

Misaki drew back a little, blushing faintly. "Uhm…je t'aime? Did I say it right?"

Usagi's eyes widened. "You actually did say it right. You know what it means, right?"

Misaki frowned. "Of course, baka. Would I say I say it if I don't k now what it means?"

Usagi chuckled, heart so full, it was almost close to exploding. "Just checking. But I think I like the English version better."

Misaki grinned. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah." Usagi then placed a soft kiss on Misaki's lips, relishing the softness and warmth of his husband's mouth. "I love you." He whispered against Misaki's lips.

Misaki grasped Usagi's coat in his hands for fear of collapsing in Usagi's feet. His knees felt like jelly. "Hmm…you're right. The French version sounds sexy, but I like the English version better."

"Tell me." Usagi demanded softly.

Misaki nuzzled his nose against Usagi's cheek. "I love you." He whispered against Usagi's ear.

Usagi hugged Misaki fiercely as he captured the younger man's mouth in a deep kiss. Misaki's eyes were glazed when they drew apart.

"Did you have enough sight-seeing for the day?" Usagi asked huskily, while nibbling Misaki's ear.

"Yeah." Misaki breathed. He combed his fingers through Usagi's soft silver hair. "Take me back to the hotel, Usagi-san."

And Usagi wasted no time in doing just that.

Here are the translations of the French sentences included in this fanfic:

(1) Is he your husband?

(2) Yes. How did you know?

(3) Nothing. You just looked really in love with each other.

(4) Would you like a rose for him?

(5) No, no. it's for free. It's great to see different kinds of love in Paris. Enjoy your stay here, mister.

(6) See you or goodbye

(7) I love you

If I have put in the wrong translations, I apologize. I just had help from an online translation website.

Well, there goes chapter 6! I hope you guys are still reading this. This has been on my mind for a long, long time already I just didn't have the time to type it. Anyway, reviews will be very much appreciated. I just hope no one will flame me for this. Anyway, see you guys on chapter 7!