A/N: Thank you so much for your wonderful reviews! They make me so happy ^_^

Not much to say about this chapter other than I based it off a scene I really love in the anime. With my own twist, of course, unless there was a demon in Misaki's head in the anime I didn't know about... anyway, I hope you like it! Please let me know if you do!

Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica

Chapter 2: I Just Have Something in my Eye, I Swear!

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"And you must be Misaki," said Usagi, turning towards me and extending a hand. I blinked a few times as the demon eyes slipped away. He was still tall and beautiful, but wingless, once again.

"Yeah," I responded slowly, "I am." I took his hand and he shook mine vigorously before letting it go and turning back to Takahiro and Kajiwara.

An angel… I thought, still awestruck.

I know! thought Kage. Finally the key to my freedom has been delivered. Now, how to kill him…

What? I could hear the jump in my voice even in my own thoughts.

If it had been possible for the demon to take a deep, exasperated breath, I could tell that he would have. Misaki, said Kage calmly, We've been over this before. The only way for us to both get what we want is to murder an angel.

But why…? I started, but trailed off.

Don't you ever listen? asked Kage, The power unleashed when an angel is murdered is enough for me to generate my own body. Don't you want that?

I guess… I trailed off again.

You kill people all the time, said the demon.

Thanks for reminding me, I cut in.

Kage ignored me and continued, What difference does one more make?

I opened my mouth to protest (well, figuratively as I was in a sense talking to myself) but stopped. What difference did one more make? I looked up at Usagi. He wasn't really different was he? A small voice in the back of my mind that I'm pretty sure came from my own conscious said yes.

Who asked you anyway? I snapped back at the little voice, pushing its illogically protest aside.

Misaki, chided Kage, You're talking to yourself, which I must say is quite a feat with me around.

Shut up, I shot back, not entirely sure which voice I was responding to.

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I decided to push the moral dilemma my mind suddenly decided to create aside for the moment so I would only have to focus on two conversations as opposed to three. I was still, however, failing miserably at that account. The group had adjourned to Usagi's main room and we were now sitting around a coffee table littered with books. I sat on the couch next to Usagi while Takahiro and Kajiwara sat across from us.

But I had no idea what their conversation entailed as Kage was taking up as much of my mental capacity as demonly possible without revealing his existence.

I'm going to need time, said Kage.

Time for what? I asked.

Time to prepare for the creation of my own body, replied the demon, So you can't kill him right away.

Great, I responded glumly, I get to make friends with the man I'm going to murder before I take his life. That sounds like fun. I'm not sure if Kage caught the sarcasm in my voice.

Oh, don't worry, I caught it, replied Kage, I'm just choosing to ignore it. Now the only problem we come across with waiting is the fact that angels can sense demons.

Then it's a little late for that now, I said, We've been here a while, I'm sure he knows by now.

You didn't let me finish, replied Kage, Angels can sense demons when they are in their right mindset. However, angels are easily overpowered by simple human emotions.

I don't understand… I said.

Then stop interrupting! said Kage, Look at Usagi right now. Do you see how he's looking at Takahiro? He's in love with your brother. That's what is keeping him from sensing my presence.

You mean he's…? I began to ask.

Yes, Kage cut in.

But when he finds out Takahiro is getting married… I said, but didn't finish the sentence. I didn't know how. What then?

Then you better make sure you're a pretty good replacement, said Kage.

Wait, what? I practically yelled in my mind. But Kage didn't answer and I didn't have time to force an answer out of him as I suddenly heard my name come up in the conversation.

"We have something to tell you, Usagi," said Takahiro, "We just told Misaki this morning. It will help explain why we suddenly need your help, but I didn't want to tell you over the phone," he paused to look at Kajiwara, "This is just too big."

I stiffened. It was coming already and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"Well, what is it?" asked Usagi. I looked up at him to see his violet eyes wide with genuine interest. I suddenly felt a twinge of sadness for this man I barely knew and the heartbreak that was about to come for him.

Takahiro took a deep breath before saying with a grin, "Kajiwara and I are engaged."

There was only the briefest moment of hesitation before Usagi responded with a hearty, "Congratulations you two. I am very happy for you both. Takahiro is going to be a very lucky man."

"Thank you, Usagi, that means a lot to us, really," said Takahiro.

"Well you deserve to be happy," said Usagi. I don't think that anyone other than me noticed the slight hitch to his voice or saw the sheen of tears in his eyes as he looked away from the happy couple. I couldn't just sit there and watch. I had to do something.

Better make it quick, commented Kage, our cover is slipping.

"How about a toast?" I said quickly jumping to my feet and into the conversation, "To the new couple. I'll run to the store and get some wine… Usagi-san can come with me. I don't think they'll sell to minors alone."

I noticed Usagi look at me with an unreadable expression and I looked away. I didn't want him to see through my thin guise. "Yes that is a wonderful idea," said Usagi, "We'll be back shortly."

Usagi got to his feet and quickly grabbed his coat. I followed, shrugging into a jacket and wrapping a scarf around my neck. Usagi left the apartment ahead of me and I followed behind, not looking at my brother and his fiancé as they watched our departure.

Night had fallen while we (and by we, I mean mainly Takahiro and Usagi) socialized the day away. Usagi's silver hair looked washed out in the white light of the streetlamp he had stopped beneath. "Thank you," said Usagi, not yet turning around, "I don't know how you knew, but thank you."

Uh-oh, said Kage within the confines of my head, this is not looking good for the demons…

"What do you mean?" I responded, both to Usagi and Kage.

Let's just say you'd better bat those big uke eyes like there's no tomorrow if you want to keep me a secret, said Kage.

Uke eyes? I responded indignantly, but I didn't have time to add more, for at that moment, Usagi turned to me and said, "That I am in love with your brother. Unrequited, but love nonetheless." His eyes were shining and I felt mine mirror his reaction. Not necessarily just because of Usagi but because of everything. The fact that I was being cast aside so my brother could start a new life, the fact that there was a murderous demon living within my body (Hey! Kage tried to cut in but I ignored him) and the fact that I had to lie to this man before me whose heart had already been broken once.

And then the tears began to fall. I wiped furiously at my eyes, choking out a muttered, "I-I'm sorry," as I made to turn away. But something stopped me. A soft hand caught my wrist and pulled me back around. Suddenly I was very close to Usagi, my back arching as he leaned over me, a concerned look on his face.

"Why are you sorry?" he asked, his voice soft.

I looked down, feeling my face grow red with blush. "It's just so cruel," I said, quietly. I'm just so cruel… I thought as I felt Kage's presence in the back of my mind, monitoring my every move. "I'm s-sorry," I said once again, bringing a hand to my face to wipe away the newest batch of tears, "Once I st-start crying, I-I can't stop."

Suddenly I felt a warm presence beneath my chin, pushing my head up. I obliged as Usagi's fingers pushed my face towards him, his thumb, reaching up to push my scarf down, drifted dangerously close to my lips. His silver hair, backlit with the yellow of the streetlamp looked like a halo around his angelic head. His violet eyes were no longer wet, but looking down at me with a sadness that only made my already heavy heart fall further.

"I don't believe that," he said, his voice barely more than a whisper.

I made to wipe at the fresh tears with my free hand. But before I could reach my face, he moved his fingers from beneath my chin and caught my other wrist as well. And then, before I could react in any way, he leaned down and kissed me, his soft lips, pressing lightly against mine.

I stepped back and my back hit the streetlamp pole behind me. Usagi followed suit, keeping us close by stepping forward, pinning me against the pole with a knee between my legs. I felt my eyes widen in shock, but I couldn't bring myself to pull away. And then the presence was gone. He let my wrists go as he stepped back and they fell limply to my sides. I looked up at him to see snow falling through the halo of light around his head, dotting his hair with translucent white flakes. I blinked and a single tear loosed itself from my eyelashes and slid down my cheek.

"This one doesn't count," said Usagi as he brought his thumb up to catch the lone tear. It was another moment before I realized what he meant: that I had stopped crying. He let a soft laugh. "You know, no one else has ever seen me cry before," he said absently looking down at me with an unreadable expression. My lips parted as I noticed the tears rimming his eyes, which he wiped away with a casual flick of the wrist, before reaching out a hand and patting my head and ruffling my hair. "Come on Misaki-kun, let's go get the happy couple some wine," continued Usagi, turning away.

"Wait…" I started to say but trailed off, watching as he pulled a cigarette from one pocket and a lighter from the other, setting it between his lips before lighting it with practiced movement. This went exactly according to plan, right?

Right, said Kage, I would say he seems thoroughly distracted.

But because of me…? I trailed off again. He kissed me… but was that only to prove I could stop crying? But he didn't notice…did that mean he was he in love with me now? Or Takahiro still?

I felt Kage do the equivalent of a mental shrug in my mind. Does it matter?

I didn't know. I lifted a finger to my lips, touching where his lips had met mine. What did it mean? Or was Kage right, did it really matter?

Is Kage right? Is that even a question? asked the demon, Oh, by the way, he's leaving without you…

I snapped out of my reverie to see Usagi nearly disappearing around the corner at the far end of the street. "Hey! Wait for me!" I called.

"Then don't be so slow!" he called back as I ran down the street to catch up to the man that had just kissed me. The same man I was supposedly going to kill. When did my life get so complicated?