Author's note: After 4 months, I finally had the heart to finish this chapter. I know, I'm really sorry for making you, dear readers wait, GOMENASAI T_T. I know it had been months, 4 months to be exact. I would have loved to pour out all my pathetic excuses here but I'd rather dedicate this part to all those who read, followed, reviewed, favorited and added this story. You guys make my broken heart swell *sniff HONTONI ARIGATO GOZAIMASU.

Btw, this story follows right after that chapter when Usagi-san nearly got run over, as we all know, there are new chapters that won't exactly agree with my story here so please let's pretend that those chapters are not there yet^ ^. thank you so much. And because I've been gone for quite a time, I started with a very quick recap of what had already happened. and it's Misaki's turn now

and also, this is purely fanmade, any similaraties to any story is purely coincidental otherwise specified.

Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica nor any of the characters (except Aron here, you know him)

(A quick recap of the previous chapters)

Misaki run away from Akihiko's place and ended up at Miyagi's flat. Unfortunately Shinobu found him there, got the wrong idea, attacked Miyagi and scooted off. He nearly got himself run over by some motorist but Misaki saved him in the nick of time. Of course Shinobu didn't dish out a proper expression of gratitude and eventually got himself and his insensitive mouth slapped. Akihiko on the other hand woke up to a Misaki-free home and is currently angry, guilt-laden and worried sick. He had driven around town looking for his lover and met one of the reasons why Misaki was gone. In a fit of madness he nearly killed that man that happened to be one of their underlings and after that paid his old man a visit. He then went to his long time friend Hiroki to ask for his help since he knew that the sensei will help him and he happens to be one of Misaki's teachers.

(Yeah I know the quick summary sucks that it is a violation to even call it a summary. Anyhow, I know you already remember the previous chapters since I wrote the above under the pretense that you've been faithfully following my plot less, slow, cliffhangered and whatever-you-may-label story. So I'm hoping you didn't get confused or anything, I deliberately reduced it to the essentials. But you can read the earlier chapters again if you want ^ ^)

Sunday 13: 29

"Huff huff"

He can feel his heart hammering on his chest. Torrents of sweat pour down his pallid face. He wiped them with his right hand, his left hand resting on the wall adjacent a shop's back wall. He had just covered a few meters of concrete and stairs in his haste to get away from that scene, that all too familiar scene.

EARLIER

--cheater!" the tear-stained boy shouted at him. His mind automatically zoned out of his current place, replacing it instead of that one glossy picture of two men hugging and kissing each other. The pain, the fever, and the confusion everything just mixed and swirled and throbbed inside him that he exploded.

Without meaning to, Misaki had brought his hand down on the boy's cheek. He could feel the sting of it as his palm met the boy's flesh. He knew that the slap must have hurt because even he had this itching urge to scratch and cradle his hand.

Slowly, the boy raised his right hand to cover the hurt cheek, wide-eyed. The hurt/anger in his face was replaced with surprised. No, that wasn't surprise, it was shock. At the back of Misaki's mind, he had vaguely noted that the boy had ceased crying, he had just accidentally find another way to make someone stop crying.

Misaki broke the staring contest; he looked around and was a bit thankful that the nearest person is meters away, busy walking away. He returned his gaze to the stunned boy, watching in mild fascination at his hand grasping the boy's wrist, noting how pale and cold his skin looked and felt in comparison to the other boy's lively and warm colour.

"Y-you—"

The boy was just starting to form a sentence but Misaki cut him off.

"Shut up! Throwing things like that is dangerous! You should apologize to Miyagi-sensei!" lacking anything to explain his unruly behaviour, Misaki's confused mind supplied him with a lame answer.

The other boy's eyes widened in real surprise this time, but Misaki was far too furious, far too out of breath, far too confused to register that, all he see is an unreasonable and rude brat. He released the boy's wrist and begun to head back towards his teacher's apartment. His head was fuming and his eyesight was blurring, he could barely feel his legs underneath him and he had this strange sensation that the sidewalk is swaying.

Fortunately he reached the door that stood ajar and as he was about to enter, the whole world went pitch black and every sensation, every emotion, every breath, every feeling ceased for a second or two as Misaki fell to his he heard someone running towards him and soft tug at his arm as he was helped to stand up. He looked at the kind hearted Samaritan who helped him up and was a bit unnerved to meet gray familiar eyes. In his surprise, he had pushed the other boy and ended up bumping on the door, which he used as something to lean on to as he recovered.

The other boy on the other hand just gave him a strange look and then headed over to the unconscious Miyagi, picking him by the arm and shoulder. He seems to be dragging him to the couch. Misaki took a few tentative steps towards the boy dragging his sensei when he was stopped by a glare.

"Stay back. I can do this alone"the boy said, he continued to drag Miyagi and then plopped him down and manoeuvred him to what seems like a comfortable position. The boy kept his back against him. The air was thick with tension and awkward silence."Well how can you blame me? How am I supposed to socialize with someone I slapped? I don't even know him!" Misaki thought miserably to himself, shivering despite the heat of the afternoon.

Misaki lost count of the minutes as he was mesmerized into watching the boy gently caress his professor's face.

Wait.

The boy was caressing his professor's face. Not gently but....lovingly. Like how a lover would. Misaki's eyes widened as he was struck with realization of how stupid he was not to see it at once. The intensity of that gaze the other boy gave his professor, the way his delicate fingers would tangle with the dark hair of the older male, the almost pained longing and care at the boy's face. Misaki knows those gestures and look all too well. He had directed and received them before from a certain novelist.

No wonder the boy looked hurt when he saw Misaki. He must have gotten the wrong idea. "Oh no...I should say something… If he really is Miyagi-sensei's lover then I definitely don't want to get caught up in a misunderstanding". Misaki thought wildly.

But ....lover...Miyagi????

Then that would mean his professor is ....gay?? (Misaki froze chibi mode)

"Is everyone around me gay??? This sounds exactly like a yaoi manga series". (sooo Misaki how did you know how a yaoi manga is like?)

As Misaki was virtually tearing at his hair, the other boy spun around and looked at him in a strange way. That stopped Misaki's near nervous breakdown, he had trouble reading the boy's reaction and he's somewhat scary.

"Are...are you Miyagi's student?" A timid voice broke the awkward tension inside the room.

"Uh" Misaki answered equally timid.

"He found me last night at the park. We got caught in the rain so he invited me in. I—I can't go home." he continued without being asked.

It was Misaki's turn to stop watching the boy. With the boy's gray orbs boring into him he suddenly found the door frame very interesting. Misaki could feel the boy staring at him intensely. Misaki scratched his head and forced a smile in his face.

"Ano.....in case you're thinking something that you're not suppose to think, let me just make it clear, Miyagi-sensei just met me last night… and he just helped me… there's nothing going on. What I'm trying to say is that whatever you're thinking about us...it's...it's not what it is… so... ahem... you shouldn't worry… He's not cheating on you or anything"

Whoa...now that was a poorly constructed speech. Misaki scolded himself for such a lame explanation. He was hoping it got through the boy though. He was still not looking at the boy so he was surprised when the boy next spoke and he was directly in front of him.

"What's wrong with you?" the boy spoke through his face that Misaki almost jumped out of his skin.

"!! What the--!" he grasped his chest— "Wha-what do you mean?? And don't scare people like that!"

"It doesn't bother you?" the boy continued, strange expression still in place.

"Of course it does! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" Misaki answered evenly, still clutching his chest.

"No. what I mean is, the fact that we're lovers, it doesn't bother you?" the boy continued.

"Why should it? I'm not in love with Miyagi-sensei!"

The boy's eyes narrowed then took a step back, Misaki let out a sigh of relief. The boy turned around and went straight to what Misaki thought was the kitchen. He heard him rummaging at the sink."He's not searching for a knife is he??" Misaki wasn't one of the paranoid types but with his muddled mind, he can't be blamed for thinking stupid and crazy ideas.

To his utter amazement and relief, Shinobu came out carrying a damp cloth. Shinobu sat beside Miyagi again and started wiping the sensei's head with the damp cloth and a cringe on his features. Misaki, shifted uncomfortably at his place, not knowing what to do or say.

"Shinobu… Takatsuki Shinobu…" The boy suddenly volunteered.

"Takatsuki? Where have I heard that?" It took a few seconds before Misaki realized that the boy just said his name and he was suppose to introduce himself too.

"Uhm....I'm Misaki...Takahashi Misaki..."He answered hastily still thinking where he had heard the boy's name. He was quite sure it's familiar to him but he could not quite put his finger on it.

"So where is he?" Shinobu's sudden query confused Misaki.

"Huh?"

"Where is he… the one you're in love with… your lover?"

Misaki's eyes widened. Where the heck did this stranger get that?! Did he really give off a yeah-right-I-have-a-male-lover aura?

"Lo—lover?" He stammered, thinking of a way to get out of that predicament. He's not yet prepared to talk about it. No, anything that will make him focus his mind on his lover, previous lover, the devil in Misaki's whispered.

"Yes. Lover."—putting an emphasis on that word—"Did you two have a fight? You're supposed to be with him right?"

Unbidden, an image of Akihiko appeared on his trying-to-not-focus-on-that mind. He balled his fist and shifted his gaze to the floor and forced yet another painful-looking smile.

"I…I don't have a lover. My—my brother and I just had a fight" he winced as he lied through his teeth. He cannot imagine himself having a fight with his older brother. But he'd rather lie than bare his heart and soul to this boy whom he had just met. He doesn't have any desire to speak about it anyway.

Shinobu huffed, not buying it for even a minute. Silence reigned between them once again, where Misaki is trying very hard not to pass out or cry and Shinobu wiping Miyagi's head.

"You should go home. Make up with your brother. Don't let whatever you disagreed with get out of hand" Shinobu suddenly said. This made Misaki look at him.

"I have a sister too and she's a pain in the ass. We're not really that close, we always fight but it's mostly about immature things and her trying to act like mom." The other boy continued, seemingly an attempt to break the silence and convince Misaki to go. This unnerved Misaki, he did not expect Shinobu to open up like that to someone like him. He gives Misaki a bratty and superior aura, almost like someone from a rich family who doesn't even need to have a hard time looking for a job because his father can give him a position in just a blink of an eye. "yeah just like usagi-san, but he doesn't want to--" he halted when his line of thought travelled that dangerous road again. Misaki bit his lips and concentrated really hard on not thinking, but he failed spectacularly. Akihiko plagues his mind like a colony of unwanted weeds.

Shinobu yawned and rubbed his eyes, worry creasing his eyebrows as he whispered "He's pale".

Misaki, watching from the door, glad to have something to distract him from getting entangled in his thoughts, blurted out without thinking.

"Ano... I think he's going to be ok, he'll wake up soon. I mean you did throw a leather bag at him." Misaki reasoned out.

"I was angry… I mean he was supposed to fetch me but he didn't then when I got here I'd see him with another guy" Shinobu's voice dropped, as if he was just talking to himself but the pain in it did not fool Misaki.

Silence reigned once again, but this time it's not as awkward and as tense as before, though it's a bit more dramatic. Shinobu had his brows crunched up once again, probably worried about his lover so Misaki just had to say something to lighten it up.

"He'll wake up sooner or later. Uhm maybe I could prepare something? Like a thank you token for Miyagi-sensei taking me in and for you... I bet you're hungry?"

"You can cook?" Shinobu asked and Misaki wondered why he sounded awed.

"Yes, I do it all the time, I always cook for Usagi-san. I swear he'd die of starvation if I weren't there—" He trailed off as the familiar attack of pain on his chest punished him for blurting out things that he was trying not to think of.

"Usagi-san?" Shinobu asked quietly.

"uhm. Ahehe ano, he's my landlord. Uhm I'm going to prepare something warm now, the kitchen's that way, yes?" Misaki hurried out of the room and out of that dangerous conversation. He reached the kitchen and started preparing something to go with what the fridge could offer. He lost himself with cooking and wondering why the fridge had so many cabbages.

That was a few moments ago, right now, Misaki is busy catching his breath and staring blankly at a strange woman near a shop with a ridiculously shocking red haystack for a hair. After preparing the meal, he had accidentally run into his professor and Shinobu kissing. He should have been reminded by all those times Akihiko would kiss and hold him but alas no, what he remembered was the auburn-haired man with Akihiko. He couldn't stand it and he just had to get away from that scene. How he transported from the kitchen to outside the apartment was a complete mystery to him, he just fled without soon as he can breathe normally, Misaki decided not to return to the apartment since he knew those two would be busy again.

"They're probably having se—" Misaki's face turned beet red as he caught himself thinking of that and chose not to think of it. His head is beginning to throb again so that not thinking would be the rational choice. He isn't feeling good in general anyway, ever since getting caught in that rain and failing to have shower after getting wet. But no, that is not right, he hadn't been feeling well earlier than that, he hadn't been feeling well ever since Akihiko started acting mysteriously. Ever since Usagi-san started going out with someone else, the devil Misaki whispered on his tormented head."Argh!"

Misaki shook his head, as if shaking it would get rid of that vile thought, that poisonous thought that had seeped into his mind, chilling, gripping, suffocating. "Argh not again" he thought dejectedly, bowing his head, shutting his eyes tight and running with no particular direction in mind. Misaki barely felt the people that he bumped into, he could hardly care even if they curse him or what not. All he wanted to do was run, run away from that thought, run away from that feeling, run away from everything. He knew it was futile, he knew he'd just get tired, he knew he might just get himself hit by a car, but it didn't matter anymore, nothing much mattered except that he get away from that hateful feeling of hurt, of longing, of betrayal.

Misaki could feel the straining of his muscles, he could hear his laboured breathing, he could feel sweat running all over his body, he could feel the pain that it brought but he welcomed it. He'd rather have himself collapse with fatigue rather than keep remembering that.

"Misaki"

Someone called him, but he didn't turn around to see who it is. There is only one voice who could make him stop and that was not it so he ignored it.

"ah!"

Just then a hand grabbed his arm and yanked him hard. The abrupt halt and the force of it had him seeing stars and lose balance; he fell into the broad chest of his captor. Annoyed, he looked up into a pair of eyes behind trimmed glasses, eyes that almost resembled that of his Usagi-san. Except that they are colder and smirking.

"Usagi-ani?!"

Sunday 13: 33
It was such a bad day.

First, she woke up late and found out that the publishers needed the manuscript ASAP today; next was the fiasco she created in her room when she slipped on her own cellphone which found it's way on the floor, right next to her slippers; after that was the unfortunate running out of shampoo (she had forgotten to shop yesterday because of being too irritated at Isaka);then she almost forgot the precious cream puff's for her writer's boy (a.k.a. bribe, just in case she'll need him for persuading the stubborn man) and had to double back up to her room; then as she was racing towards her writer's house for the manuscript, she bumped into a strange familiar looking kid with black hair and black eyes right outside Akihiko's place, causing her to nearly drop the precious sweets for her writer's boy; then she almost turned into a teddy-killer when she found out that Akihiko was still asleep, forcing her to use drastic measures to get the manuscript out of him; and the most troubling, MISAKI TAKAHASHI, the cute, kind, hard working lover of her writer, is missing.

"Hooo! It's so damn hot. We should have restrained from making too much greenhouse gases, it's making me pour pails of sweat here." Aron, the man walking in front of her, complained loudly as they trudged near the street where Misaki was last sighted.

"No, I reconsider, this person is so much more troubling than that last one!" Aikawa mentally screamed at her head as she fought to stop herself from blasting the man's eardrums at the middle of a busy sidewalk. She had a reputation at stake. So instead, she shifted her irritation to scolding the man.

"Well, if it hadn't been for your reckless driving, we wouldn't have to walk all the way here." She said as gently as she could.

What she was talking about is the fact that Aron, nearly got themselves smashed on a car due to his sensation-seeking tendencies to speed on highways. Aron lost control of the bike as he tried to avoid a black Vanquish and ended up toppling over, the bike suffered some minor injuries like a broken brake (which means they can't use it), miraculously, they didn't suffer any lasting damage, just one or two scratch and embarrassment.

They are now plying the road Aron said but there is no Misaki on sight. Thus they resulted to asking people near that place.

"Excuse me darling, you two seem to be looking for something. An inn perhaps?" out of nowhere, a middle-aged woman with shocking red hair arranged like wigs stacked one after the other asked them.

"Great. Now we're being mistaken for lovers!" Aikawa could feel her facial muscles contracting due to too much stress on trying not to look irritated and laugh at the same time.

"Oh no , madam, actually we're looking for someone. I saw him near this place just this morning" Aron supplied as Aikawa failed to respond. Sometimes, the guy has his uses.

"Ah, I see, I live here. I actually own that – points to an apartment complex – so maybe I could help you dears?" the woman continued, smiling toothily. They looked at each other and then launched into a detailed description of Misaki.

"Ah, I think I might have seen him with one of my tenants." The woman said, looking thoughtful. Aikawa's expression visibly brightened. A lead! The woman gave them directions on where it is, saying that if her knees hadn't been so troublesome lately, she would have accompanied them. The pair profusely gave their gratitude to the kind woman and hurried towards the apartment. Feeling buoyant, Aikawa thought that finally, something good will happen on her dratted day.

After a few minutes they reached the apartment's door and Aron gently rapped at the door.

No answer.

Aikawa tried it again.

Still no answer.

Erin Aikawa, editor of Marukawa Publishing and a self- proclaimed strong woman, felt herself deflate. She had never felt so disappointed and gloomy in her life before.

Sunday 13: 45

Inside the apartment, two bodies gleaming with perspiration and swirling in a haze of passion paid no attention to the knocks on their door.

A/N: okay everyone, let's all calm down, inhale, exhale, no need to get violent over my lack of update for such a long time and for such a useless plot. please let's all be diplomatic. allow me first to defend myself but before that, let me guess what you're thinking

maybe it's "Finally! after an era you've finally uploaded something new for us! Hugs!" (to you oh dear one that thought of this, I love you, thank you *sniff sniff* for forgiving me, this is actually the preferred response)

or "WHAT THE -- it's already 2010 and yet you're not yet tired of cliffhangers?! you always keep us hanging! Y did you give Misaki to Haruhiko huh?!" (sorry, I couldn't help it... that part was really needed, I've already spent a lot of words for Misaki so I had to cut it please understand my situationT_T)

or "oooohhh.. so that was what happened between Misaki and Shinobu *nods *nods. so what's next?" (I'm speechless, I don't know if i'd be happy or I should cry for your lack of enthusiasm but I'd prefer to be happy. thank you for reading and anticipating the next chapters T_T)

or the most unwanted but appreciated nonetheless "uh... what just happened? damn this story sucks, can I flame it please?" (NO you can't I blocked flamers. But I really do hope no one had a thought like that)

well, excusesession part now. my main excuse would be SCHOOL WORKS. my january to march was full to the brim. as in FULL. I needed to be a good student so I had to study and pass requirements, I barely had time for Mangas and Animes and Fanfics, I;m losing my life (NOOOOOO)

and the other would be some major heart problems T_T

enough with the excuses. I would want to know your feedback guys... If you will have the heart to review my latest chapter please do. You'll surely make my day and brighten my gloomy world. I implore you. I hope there are some improvements on my writing now, thank you to those who reviewed with constructive criticism.

again, HONTONI ARIGATO GOZAIMASU to you and GOMENASAI for the extremely late update. I don't know when the other update would be. I currently have effing summer class

have a junjou day minna san!

[listening to Cure for the Itch]