Author's Note: chapter 5. it's all Usagi-san. again, i would like to extend my deepest, grandest and warmest gratitude to those who reviewed, added, subscribed and read this cra-- *ahem* i mean story of mine. also, i would like to apologize to those that i've informed that i will be posting after a day. i dont have any excuse for myself, you are free to hang me-_-. i know this one's a day late.

please enjoy, i serve to entertain you

this is purely fanmade, any similarities to any story is purely coincidental otherwise specified.

Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica nor any of the characters (except the guy at the end of this chap)

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Sunday 10:27

"No way"

Large hands gripped the already crumpled photo so hard it's in danger of being ripped, but the owner of the hand seemed oblivious to this. His purple eyes were wide with shock, his teeth were gritted hard.

"How could he….HOW COULD HE DO THIS?!" He was kneeling on the floor, staring at the other scattered photos. He gathered them and looked, even though he was fully aware of what he'll see. Every single photo shouted one thing to anyone who'll look: Lovers making out. He had all the photos at hand and also picked the brown envelope.

"NO! We will talk now, you will give me an explanation of why I had to endure all this! I'm tired of you ignoring me all the time!"

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"If your tired then leave, I want to sleep and I would have none of this foolishness in my house"

He remembered the events from last night quite clearly now. And the more he thought of them, the more he wanted to slit his throat for being such a jerk. "Misaki saw these photos. That's why he was acting like that last night. And I……I just ignored it! I ignored him! And the worst…I even told him to leave! What have I done?" he slammed his hand on the floor. He's shaking, shaking with anger….and fear. He is torn between these two emotions that ripped through his system; Anger, with the person at the photos (including himself) and the one who sent them, though he was thinking that they are the same person. Fear, for he knew that if he will not act fast, the consequence was losing Misaki. And losing Misaki means….. death of his sanity. "I have to find Misaki, and then I'll deal with that man. He will pay dearly for breaking his word" he stood up, fetched his coat and his keys and hurriedly went to his parked red sports car.

As he raced towards his car, he dialed Misaki's number. Hoping against hope that Misaki had it with him and he's sensible enough to answer. He hoped too much. He let out a defeated moan as he heard the operator's voice saying that the cell is out of reach. That means he's going to look for Misaki without any lead.

Akihiko pulled out of the driveway and at the same time ran his thoughts to all the possible places that Misaki could have gone: Takahiro's place, that Sumi brat's place, the library, the park. Those where among the places that went through the novelist's close-to-panicking mind.

"I'm heading first to Takahiro's place, I know I should call him and ask if Misaki is there but if I did that, and Misaki isn't there, he'll know that Misaki is missing and he'll surely panic. But there's also a chance that he might have went there. On the second thought, Misaki hates making other people worry so maybe he didn't—" "ring! Ring!" a shrill ring broke his train of thought. He groped the passenger's seat for his phone and without looking at the caller, answered it.

"Yes?"

"USagi-san!"

Akihiko was surprised (and relieved) to hear the voice of the person that he had been thinking of.

"Takahiro, what's up?" the writer said in his usual tone, no trace of the raging storm that's been disturbing his peaceful lake.

"Oh nothing really, I just want to say hi to my best friend and to my brother. I'm guessing that you and Misaki are out? I've been calling your penthouse but no one answers" Takahiro's cheerful tone confirmed what Akihiko has been thinking: Misaki is not at his brother's place. Controlling his escalating panic he continued his conversation with Takahiro.

"Sou ka? Well, yes I'm currently driving around town. There's this newly opened restaurant that Misaki mentioned he wanted to see so we're heading there" being the writer that he is, Akihiko quickly made up a story. He cannot let Takahiro know that he had did something terrible and his dear brother was now missing. Takahiro has one of the worst case of brother-complex he had ever come across with and the fact that he already knew about their relationship will surely not help his situation right now. Takahiro had entrusted him his beloved brother and he surely cannot bring himself to admit that he had gravely pained Misaki.

"Ah, that's good to hear. May I speak to Misaki too?" the older brother inquired.

"I'm afraid that's not possible, Misaki is currently sleeping. I think he got too excited about the trip that he barely slept" another lie, another made-up story escaped Akihiko's lips. He really hates lying to people he care about but he got no choice. He's too much of a coward to admit to this person, who entrusted his valuable brother to him, that he had broken his pledge. His hands gripped the cell phone tighter as the lie brought spasms of disgust to his body.

"Oh ok, Misaki sure do get excited fast. He must have really wanted to go that place to get that excited! "He laughed heartily. Akihiko could already imagine Takahiro's shining eyes, delighted to hear that his brother will be enjoying himself and the image made the writer's heart clench with guilt.

"Well then, enjoy your trip and have lots of fun. And Usagi, thank you so much for taking care of my brother when I can't be there. I can sleep quite confidently because I know Misaki is happy with you" he added in a serious tone.

Akihiko's throat constricted "Of course, you don't have to thank me. I love your brother very much" Liar, if you only knew Takahiro, your beloved brother is currently missing and is possibly crying somewhere, alone and in pain. This author here that you trust is the reason of it all. Akihiko thought to himself as they both hang up. His already churned lake had just been struck by another large stone: guilt. But finding Misaki is his top priority right now, the fear of losing him completely already eats up his entire being, he's finding it hard to breathe.

Ok, he's not at Takahiro's. Sumi brat's place next. He u-turned towards the house of Misaki's senpai. He was already a few blocks from Sumi's house when he saw him walking along the sidewalk, carrying a paper bag. He saw him threw a casual glance at his car and watched him stop at his tracks and waved at him, obviously he recognized the red car. He slowed down and stopped to where Sumi is, rolled down his window and looked at the young man. Sumi bent down a little to look at him and smiled.

"It's very nice of you to stop sensei. May I know why you are driving around here?" Sumi cried in wonder, clearly interested as to what brought the man of his dreams here.

"It's none of your business" he really can't stand the face of this man and decided that he better continue his search. He had a strong feeling that Misaki is not with this brat. If he is, he wouldn't have asked in such a tone. He made a move of rolling up his window when Sumi held the window and thrust the paperbag he was carrying inside.

"I understand if you wouldn't want to tell me. But could you do me one little favor?" he said this still smiling and without even waiting for a confirmation, dropped the paperbag at the passenger seat. "That's the book Misaki wanted to borrow, he was suppose to get it earlier today but he didn't so I thought he might have forgotten about it. You can just take it to him" he finished.

Akihiko just looked at him coldly and rolled his window up. That sealed his intuition that Misaki wasn't with this guy. He slammed his foot at the accelerator and drove off. He passed by the park, slowing down to look at the people there, hoping that he'll see a familiar form. Thinking that it will be more efficient to search on foot, he parked his car at a near parking lot and run around, looking at people's faces. Come on Misaki, where are you? He mentally repeated to himself, as if Misaki can hear his mental screams.

He continued towards the playground, the line of cherry trees, the plaza, still no Misaki on sight. Just then he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He took it out and looked at the caller, (secretly wishing that it's Misaki even though he know that there is zero chance that he will call him)

Rido Kurobara

He continued staring at the screen, anger rippling through his system. He had forgotten all about this guy as he was preoccupied with finding Misaki first. He had resolved earlier that he will speak to this guy after finding Misaki but he felt like changing his mind right now. The possibility that he was the one who sent those pictures was as high as the possibility of Akihiko breaking every bone in his body (which is around 99.9 %).

Akihiko just stared at the phone as it vibrated and rang when a voice from behind him made him jump.

"Konnichiwa Akihiko-Sama. Won't you answer your phone? I'm kinda getting tired of waiting. And you seem to be looking for someone. May I help you with your search?" a familiar, smooth and confident voice said. It took all of a second for Akihiko to turn around and face the man and then..

"SMACK!!"

Akihiko's fist flew and made contact with the right jaw of the smooth voiced man with an auburn hair. The force threw the man down at the ground and Akihiko stood, staring at him with dark, steely eyes. Akihiko bent down, grabbed the man's collar and pulled him up roughly. "Follow me" he said in a cruel voice and stalked off towards his car, a dark aura surrounding him. The auburn-haired man stood motionless for a while but then followed.

Akihiko's cell phone had stopped ringing but a buzzing sound still hums in his head. I should have hit him harder.

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A/N: there, i think you have an idea who that man is ;))

i'm trying my best to update...the connection here is having some problems so bear with me.

now now, ur probably insinuating "who is that man?? Rido Kurobara? what kind of name is that?! and why was USagi like that? what is thier real relationship????argh! u always keep us hanging!!!"

we'll have more of him on the succeeding chapters so stay with me ok^ ^

btw, Rido Kurobara is just some invented name, the last name translates to "black rose" i love black roses^ ^

and also, the part where takahiro already knows about their relationship, lets just imagine something like that happened^ ^

continue reading..and i love those reviews..they fill me up with inspiration^ ^

have a junjou day minna-san!!

[listening to Points of Authority]