Heh this is my first Junjou fanfic xP let me know if there are any mistakes and what not lol because I'm working on WordPad and it doesn't correct my grammar or spelling mistakes. I also have a horrible tendency to write run-on sentences so let me know if I did that too please.
~Kiierah
Ryuuichiro, Torao POV
Fumbling around the flower shop I began to feel more and more stupid. Whenever Nowaki-san wasn't here I got like this, then again in general when I was left alone in the shop I got like this.
A large man almost Nowaki's height with grayish brown hair was watching me impatiently through his glasses and I could feel myself shrinking away. He glared harder when he saw me fumbling with wrapping his flowers up.
"Torao-chan, sorry I'm late!" It was Nowaki and he was rushing in pulling his snow covered jacket off.
"A-ah th-that's al-alright No-nowaki-san you we-were busy with Ka-kamijou-san r-right?" Finally after all of my fumbling I managed to get the wrapping perfect. When I said the name Kamijou I noticed the tall man look at me curiously.
Nowaki blushed slightly, "Yeah Hiro-san was catching up with Akihiko-san," he glared bitterly off to the side at the mention of Akihiko-san.
"Ah, I'm s-sure Aki-akihiko-san is-isn't as b-bad a-as y-you th-think," immediately this got a rise out of Nowaki and his eyes flared.
"He hurt Hiro-san of course he's a bad person!" It came out slightly strangled.
"Bu-but d-does Kamijou-san s-seem up-upset ar-around him any-anymore?" It was quiet and I was honestly surprised he had heard me, and he just stared at the ground in deep thought.
"Usami, Akihiko is who I'm going to see right now," both of our heads flung towards the male in the glasses.
"Wh-why?" I had managed to speak while Nowaki was still in shock.
"He's my Otouto," my breath hitched. I'd heard about this man. He was Usami, Haruhiko, Isaka being my cousin and the biggest blabber mouth when he was drunk told me everything. I had never met Haruhiko-san face to face despite me being my cousins favorite and Haruhiko being his bestfriend.
Immediately I was throwing off my apron and out the door, "Nowaki-san I'm taking lunch break, and then I was off, running down the street as fast as I could. Even though he was Isaka's best friend I had been warned several times to stay away from that man.
Usami, Haruhiko POV
I watched the short man's face contort up and somehow he reminded me of Isaka with his facial features. An obvious difference was that his hair was shaggy, black and covering one of his eyes making it hard to tell.
"Who was he?" I questioned grabbing my flowers off the counter paying for them.
"He's Ryuuichiro, Torao-chan," the black haired male's reply was quick as he stared down at the ground.
"He's related to Isaka-san?" I wondered aloud, of course he is, Ryuuichiro isn't a common last name after all.
"If you really are going to see Akihiko-san please tell him to leave MY Hiro-san alone," his voice was a slight snarl and I couldn't help but smirk at his protectiveness.
"I'll let him know, but you know he has a lover right?" The man's head shot up but I was already leaving with a smirk on my face, Akihiko made the funniest enemies.
R&R please xP
~Kiierah