A/N: Hi guys! First of all i want to give thanks to those who reviewed/commented. Thanks so much! :3 Anyways, this is where it will start. I mentioned in my previous post that Usagi will be a bit OC but I'll try and do my best to lessen that. But in this chapter he is OC. Probably because of the flow of the story so I want to apologize to that. SOrry! Rly.

But enough of this long authors note. Here is Chapter 1! Hopefully you will enjoy this, too. :3 Also, ignore the chapter title. I'm sure there are times it won't make any sense. :D

DISCLAIMER: Junjou Romantica is definitely not mine.

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Chapter 01: Moving On?

"Usagi…I'm gonna start a new life with this girl, Manami. I know this is sudden, but you are the first person I wanted to know. Especially that … you know."

Usagi smiled at the good news. Well, for him it's not really good news. To have your unrequited love personally tell you that he is getting married and that he wanted that you are the first person to know? It's not really good news but since he really can't tell to his best friend that he loves him and that he shouldn't get married, he has no choice but to fake being happy despite the fact that it was hurting so much.

"Congratulations, Takahiro. Have you told your little bro—"

"Sorry."

Usami immediately kept quiet when Takahiro had interrupted him. "Takahiro…?" It was very unusual of Takahiro to ignore or dodge something about his little brother. Especially that he really adores and is overprotective of his brother.

"I'm sorry. I know it's weird of me to act like this. But I promise…"

Usami is confused as to what is happening. But more than confused, he is more worried. This was the first time he had seen Takahiro so down despite the good news he just delivered to him.

"I promise… I'll tell you everything. But not now… I'm not ready yet."

"Okay, I understand. But do tell me. I could help?"

Takahiro nodded his head and wiped the tears that welled up on his either eyes. "Sorry about this. Thank you so much, Usagi."

And that was the last time he had a very long talk and hanged out with Takahiro. He contacted him and it appears to be that he was moved to Osaka, pretty far from his place much to Usami's disappointment. And the last time he had actually seen Takahiro was during the wedding held in Osaka. And he wasn't able to hang out with the man especially that he has to go back to Tokyo for work issues. After the ceremony he quickly left for Tokyo but he properly apologized to Takahiro. He knew that his best friend was kind of disappointed and that is something he doesn't want to happen too. But staying there is painful to him as well and he is sure Aikawa, his editor, would definitely kill him if he doesn't finish his manuscript where it should be finished already by that time.

And so, he is back in his apartment. Kind of messed up after that big day. He went to bed as soon as he reached his room, not even changing clothes and removing his socks. He just fell there and then he was fast asleep.

And to the present, he is stuck in his study room, in front of his laptop trying to type something for his manuscript. He will try and type some paragraphs but after reading them, he would highlight it all and delete it. He is not satisfied. It sucked. And as a famous author, sucky stories are definitely a no-no. Even Aikawa would throw that to his face when she reads it. And so, no progress.

A heavy sigh escaped from his mouth. He took the cigarette which was lying between his lips and threw it on his panda shaped ash tray. He then took his glasses off and pressed the space between his eyes.

"Fuck... I don't know what to write...!" He inwardly cursed. Another heavy sigh escaped from his lips and he closed his laptop. He stood up and went outside. He needs to walk around. He needs fresh air. Maybe something out there would spice up some inspiration. He took his coat and scarf, put it on and went out of his condo unit. The moment he stepped out, a cold breeze blew on his face. A shiver crept to his body. It was cold. Christmas was coming. He placed his hand inside his pocket to get his cigarette but didn't felt it. A sigh escaped from him and just let the cold hug him.

Upon reaching the gates of his condo he noticed a new cafe shop just exactly in across where he was. This was the first time he saw it.

"Since when?" He asked nobody and decided to give it a visit. And since its cold, it's a perfect timing for a cup of hot coffee, too.

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"Ring! Ring!"

"Welcome sir," A worker greeted as soon as Usami entered the cafe shop. There are only few people inside. It must be because it was only new. That's perfect then. Meeting people and other hardcore fans who knew him is something Usami didn't want to happen. He walked over the counter to order something for himself.

"Espresso." He muttered and when he stared at the worker, he felt a rush of nostalgia rush into him.

"Is that all? Would you like to add some snacks, too?"

"Give me two bagels. The regular ones."

"Thank you sir, please wait for a while."

Usami nodded his head. Then he fished his wallet out and handed the worker the bill. As the worker worked with his change he observed the bright worker.

This brown haired and emerald eyed worker is oozing with happiness and brightness. His body stature is small. He must be still in highschool. But what wonders Usami the most is this little guy reminds him of Takahiro for some unknown reason.

"Are you still in highschool?" Usami didn't know why he had said that. Really. It even surprised him too. The brunette is now glaring at him, in his hands is a tray where his order was. A cup of hot espresso and two bagels for a snack.

"I know I'm small, but I'm already a young adult."

Usami felt his lips being tugged forming a small smile. "Really?" He then took his order from the brunette and went to his desired place. But as he walked towards his table he could feel the brunette stabbing his back with annoyed glares.

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After the small impression he left at the café and the impression that certain brunette left on him, Usami had frequently visited the café. He would work with his manuscript there or simply observe the people around him. Staying there is inspiring him and he could work with his manuscript with no problem at all. But not only that, Takahashi Misaki, the brunette worker at the café, the little guy was his stress ball. When he orders, he would always tease the brunette earning an annoyed response and then the brunette would be scolded for trying to make a scene inside the café by his manager. Those times always amuse him. But there are also times that they are not making a scene. And during these times, Usami is busy working with his manuscripts and other deadlines.

"You want the usual right? I'll add some sweet snacks too. To give you some energy to do your work." Misaki offered and without letting Usami reply, he turned around and went to the counter.

Usami only stared at the brunette, not really surprised. Misaki, even if he always bad mouths him, is also a caring guy especially when he is busy working to get something to eat. He kind of liked that.

Misaki returns to his table with a tray. "An espresso and some gingerbread biscotties."

Usami stares at the sweet looking snack next to his cup of coffee. "I don't like sweets. I think you know that." he retorted but moved his laptop so the tray could sit in front him.

Misaki huffed. "I know that. Those biscotties were made by me. They don't have too much sugar so they are not that really sweet plus there's a bit of ginger there too."

Usami was kind of surprised to hear that.

"You should be thankful."

"…Thank you." He muttered. For some reason his chest feels funny. He was kind of glad and he wonders why is that. He was looking up at Misaki when he noticed the light tint of pink that colored the brunette's usually pale face. A pout also escapes and Usami finds it kind of cute especially for a hot headed guy like the brunette.

"Y-you're welcome." Misaki mutters, sounding shy.

It was adorable. Usami chuckles and took a piece of the snack. He took a bite and it was delicious. Not your usual sweet snacks available in every café shop. There was something on it. It wasn't that sweet but the flavor matches his taste.

"This is delicious." He unexpectedly mutters. When he looked at the brunette to say something, his tongue seemed stuck, the words just didn't come out. The brunette was blushing tenfold. His face is all red. And there was a small smile for a moment but soon disappeared when the brunette realized he was being watched.

"A-anyway, I have to go. My shift is ending."

Usami, before the brunette could walk away from him, grabbed the brunette's wrist and pulled, making the boy turn to him.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Misaki appeared to be confused. He tries pulling Usami's hands away from his wrist but was unsuccessful. The hands only tightened its hold on him. "Are you treating me out because of the snack? Then no need."

"It's not that."

Misaki became more confused. "A-anyway, I still have work after this. So I can't if you are planning on taking me somewhere."

This time it was Usami's turn to be surprised. "Another work? Don't you have school?"

Misaki frees his wrist from Usami's holdfianlly. "S- sorry, I really need to go." And the brunette was off. Usami couldn't help but to let a sigh at that. He returns back to his food and finishes it. After he was done, he returned to his laptop. After stretching his fingers, he started typing. A moment or so, he heard soft thumps coming towards him. When he turned to what it was, he saw the brunette and something was pasted on his forehead. A piece of a green sticky note. It was kind of blocking his vision.

"I-I'm going now. Take care and good luck with your manuscript." The brunette quickly mutters and ran off.

He watched the brunette go before taking the note on his forehead. It was Misaki's number and off days. A chuckle comes out from his lips but he immediately stops when the customers starts staring at him. He clears his throat and returns to work.

"09xxxxxxxx. I'm free during Saturdays and Sundays."

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When Usami returns to his condo unit, he immediately calls Misaki with his phone. It was already dark at that time. He miraculously finished working with his manuscript and quickly sent it to his editors' email to check. And then he remembers about the tickets he got from a fan. It was lying on his long table next to his front door. It was from a fan. There are other tickets sent to him by his fans but these tickets, he is quite sure that Misaki would love going here. He stares at it for some time, waiting for the brunette to pick his phone.

Finally a beep.

"Hello? Misaki?"

"… Who is this?"

"It's me, Usami Akihiko."

"H-hold on…" Then there was a long pause. Then he heard some shuffling, a groan, a loud thud and then followed by a door slamming in the background. What is happening there? He frowns at that.

"You okay? There's a lot of weird sounds coming from your phone."

Usami then hears laughing in the background coming from the brunette. "I don't know what you are thinking but I'm telling you it's not what you think."

Usami clears his throat. "Seems like you are the same as me." A smile appears from his lips as he waits for the brunette's response. He is 100% sure that Misaki is blushing red as a tomato right now.

"Pervert. I just got home. What do you want?"

"You're annoyed now." He hears a shut up from the brunette and he laughs it off. "But anyway, I'm just going to tell you that you have to make sure you are free this coming Saturday."

Usami heard a snort. "And I told you, you don't have to treat me because of the cookies. No need to waste your money because of me."

He lets out a sigh. "Misaki..."

"And now you're calling me by my first name."

The brunette is getting kind of annoying now. "Then you call me by my first name, too. Call me Akihiko."

There was a brief silence and he heard a soft cough in the background. Usami felt another smile tug on his lips.

"A… Aki… Usami-san."

Usami laughs at that and he fell on his soft, magenta-colored couch. "Can't do it?"

"Shut up!" Misaki mutters something else more but Usami ignores it. "…Plus we are not that really close… yet." The brunette continued.

"Let's just meet up at the café this Saturday. I have two tickets here and I don't want to waste it so I'm inviting you. And we could get close."

"…Where are we going?"

Usami then takes the two tickets from the coffee table and stares at it. "Hmm… Panda Amusement Park. Ride all you can."

"I'm going! I haven't been there so I'm taking this chance!"

"Then we're settled? At the café at exactly 8 am I'll meet you there."

"Got it. By the way, where did you get those tickets?"

"From a fan. She works there."

"Hmm… Anyway, I gotta go. I have to cook my dinner, I'm starving. See you tomorrow."

"Okay, see you. Good night."

Misaki hangs up and Usami returns to staring at his ceiling. Saturday. He turns his head and saw the calendar on his coffee table. It was Thursday today.

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Saturday. 7:50 am. Usami Akihiko sat on his usual table drinking a cup of hot coffee and a piece of a bagel, untouched on his table. This was kind of a miracle. He doesn't usually wake up this early in the morning. He has to admit, he is kind of excited going to the amusement park. It was his first time going there and with someone else. Usually when he needs references to this kind of stuffs for his novel, he would ask his editor, Aikawa to get him some pictures or he would research in the internet or watch some videos taken in the amusement park.

He leaned back on his chair. He stared at the big clock on the wall over the counter. Ten more minutes and Misaki is going to meet him here. A little bit more.

He took his coffee and sipped a bit. It tastes a little bit more bitter than the usual. He definitely loves how Misaki makes his. He placed it on the table and took his phone out. 7:55 am, five more minutes.

"Usagi?"

Usami's eyes widened when he saw who it was. He even nearly jumped off of his seat. It was Takahiro.

"Takahiro?! Why are you here?" He asks. Takahiro only smiles back at him. The man then decided to take a seat in front of Usami.

"I was moved back here again in Tokyo."

Usami smiles back at him. "That's good." Well, atleast they could see each other more often. Although his feelings for his best friend still lingers. The more they see each other the more the feelings he was trying to forget would return. It could hurt him.

"It was a surprise you know. But we still haven't moved out from our apartment in Osaka. I was just here to look for some apartments available and are in for our budget."

"Should I help you look? My brother knows some real estate agents, he could help."

"Really? That would really help me!" His best friend exclaims, his eyes sparkling in gratitude. "Thank you so much!"

"If it's you, I'd be glad to help." Usami mutters and took a sip from his coffee. He turns to look at the clock. It was already 8 and Misaki still hasn't arrived. A frown escapes from his face which didn't go unnoticed by Takahiro.

"Were you waiting for someone?"

Usami turns to him, a small smile spreading on his face. "Yeah."

They talked for a while but it was mostly Takahiro who was talking. The topic is rather random things but mostly about his family. His wife. Usagi will try to answer back but he is getting more annoyed as the time passes by. Misaki still hasn't come and Takahiro is trying to get on his nerve with his stories. He was thinking of leaving this place. Yeah, he should leave. He stands up, "Sorry, Takahiro I should probably go."

Takahiro smiles. "Is your friend here already?" The man then looks around the café.

"No, not yet. He still hasn't contacted me so I'm thinking of just going over to his house." Usami lies. He just wanted to get out of here. He don't even know where the brunette lives. He took his phone out and stared at the screen and then there's a message. It was from Misaki.

"Sorry. Let's just reschedule?"

Usami apologizes once again to Takahiro and he ran outside of the café to call the brunette. While he was trying to call Misaki, he hears a phone ringing somewhere near him. He turns to where the sound was coming. His eyes widens for a moment before running to where the sound came from.

"Misaki!" He calls out and ran after the brunette. Just as the brunette was about to cross the road, he got the boy by his hand.

"Usami-san?" Misaki sounded surprised. Big olive-colored eyes stared at him as if in awe. Usami didn't pay much attention to that. Not now.

"Why didn't you meet up with me in the café? And you're already here, too."

Misaki apologizes and pulls his hand away and looks away. "Sorry, you were having a nice talk inside with somebody so I thought you're kind of busy…?"

Usami huffs at that. "That was my friend and we just met there accidentally while I was waiting for you." He replies. He still hasn't let go of the brunette's hand.

"But… are you sure its fine to leave him? You guys look kind of busy. I don't want to interrupt?"

Usami sighs and ruffles the brunettes' surprisingly soft and silky hair. "And I told you we just met there accidentally. Weren't you the one excited going to the amusement park last night?"

Misaki pouts at that and tries to look away. A small blush tinting his pale cheeks. "I mentioned about rescheduling it."

"Unfortunately, the tickets are until today only."

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A/N: Did you guys enjoy it? Or are you disappointed? :)