Sorry guys this is getting sticky again lol. Angst, dun, dun, dun. Not entirely where I'm going from here but yeah here it is and sorry I'm so slow updating. I have no computer anymore. I can only use my sister's when she is not using it and I have free time. School will be out on June 3 though so hopefully I can update faster during the summer.
I do not own Junjou Romantica. The only part of this story I own are my own ideas, Izuki and Daisuke.
Everything was perfect. Shinobu had spent all day preparing the house. The table was set with fine china and tall white candles now lit to a shimmering glean. There were two wine glasses filled almost to the brim. On a platter in the center was Katsudon, a form of donburi with pork cutlet, eggs, and onions over rice. This was the first meal he had cooked Miyagi that contained not even a pinch of cabbage. He was so grateful to Miyagi for the previous days. He had forgiven him so fully that Shinobu couldn't help but feel that he needed to display his thanks somehow. He had struggled cooking the dish. It was so different than cabbage, but he had finally been able to produce an edible katsudon. All the lights where down. The candles gave off more than enough light for what he was planning. He had also cleaned up the disarray that was Miyagi's apartment.
Shinobu smiled to himself thinking of Miyagi's reaction. Would he smile warmly? Would be run to him and claim him? Would he ignore his effort? No, he reassured himself. This would be the best night in their relationship.
After waiting impatiently for about an hour Miyagi finally came home. He glanced at the room unfazed. A deep frown was set in place upon his face. 'What had happened?' Shinobu wondered. 'It would have to be something terrible for all of this to not affect him at all.'
"Um,… did something happen Miyagi?"
"I should be the one asking you that." He replied coldly. 'What the hell?'
"What do you mean?" He tried his best to remain unaffected.
"I don't know. Maybe I just heard you fucking some bastard."
"What! I was here preparing this meal all day. I don't know what that was you heard. I swear I've never done those things with anyone besides you. "
"We both know that's not true." Miyagi felt instantly guilty for weighing the shame upon Shinobu's head, but the tape meant that he shouldn't. Shinobu was only acting to be sorry, right? "I didn't mean today. It was in a sound file sent to my email. It was defiantly your voice. I doubt this was you with Izuki though since you had the audacity to say that you loved this bitch. Do you say that to any piece of ass that comes your way!" Miyagi had never spoken this harshly before. Shinobu was taken aback. How could he reply to him when he clearly believed these lies.
"I don't know how you could hear me fucking anyone besides you or Izuki since I've never even touched anyone else. I most defiantly haven't said I loved anyone else."
"Just tell me who it is and I'll leave you alone."
"Damn it, Miyagi! I love you so much. How can you mistrust me so much that I'd lie to you about this?"
"Maybe because two days ago I just got over the fact that you fucked some asshole from a bar! I take that back. You aren't forgiven. God, Shinobu, I don't even know who you are anymore!"
"I haven't changed at all. You have. You were never this jealous before. Just let it go. I am in love with you. Only you." He punctuated the last sentence specifically. "I have never told anyone else that I love them. Believe me."
"I want to, but I can't." Miyagi turned away as if to leave, but his arm was caught before he could.
"What do you want me to do? I don't know how you want me to prove it to you."
"I just think that we need to take a breather. A break, you know, to think things through."
"What is there to think about? I know that I did wrong, and I am eternally sorry, but I still love you. I know what I want, and I want you. If you're not so sure of feelings come see me when you are. We all screw up in life. Isn't overcoming your mishaps the purpose of life? If you let this shit that I'm sure Izuki," he cringed on Izuki, "is behind tear us apart, then maybe you aren't who I thought you were." He let go of Miyagi's arm and watched silently as he slipped out of the apartment.