I added more romance xP so you people should be happy and yes Torao is a wimp. But he shaz be Haruhiko's wimp so oh well.

I don't own Junjou Romantica

enjoy!

Ryuuichiro, Torao POV

I woke up still curled up to Haruhiko's chest. My back hurt slightly but he was warm. Relunctantly I held back the urge to curl up closer and instead squirmed away.

As I blinked I realized my cheeks felt dry and my eyes felt puffy. 'Did I cry?' Looking at where I was previously confirmed my suspicion, Haruhiko's white night shirt was slightly see-through where my face had been. A little of the bed was dark as well.

Crawling off the bed I made sure he was asleep and quietly walked to the door. He didn't stir so I walked out and made my way downstairs. Tanaka was already preparing break fast. He turned to me and smiled softly.

"Would you like the pain killers for your eye?"

"Yes please." I held out my hand and waited for him to put the familiar pills into my hand.

Once he did so I quickly swallowed them followed by a cold glass of orange juice which Tanaka provided me. I drank quickly and sat down as a plate of food was place on the small table.

Originally we had ate at the large dining table, but I had insisted on getting a small kitchen table for less important meals. Haruhiko's father had insisted, when I met him, that I call him 'Otou-san' whenever he was around, which was very rare. I had never met Haruhiko's stepmother aside from the times when I'd seen her passing in the halls. Everytime she saw me her nose just crinkled with disgust as if I didn't belong there.

My thoughts deflated when I remember the soft scrambled eggs, juicy bacon and sausage and the delicious biscuit inside a bowl of rice.

Quickly I pulled apart my chopsticks and dug in. And when the last bit of food was in my mouth, the kitchen door slammed open.

Turning around with my chopsticks hanging from my mouth I had to hold back my laughter.

There Haruhiko stood, in a pink florally designed suit, which I have no clue why it was created in the first place, and pink glasses with bunny ears poking out on each end, and a very distinguished glare on his face.

"What... is this?" he growled out. Yep obviously pissed.

I held back a bunch of giggle fits as I watched him. "J-just a-a pr-present f-for y-you."

His glare intesified and I found myself running. "I-it's the d-devil a-and h-he's g-going t-to e-eat m-my s-soul!" I squeeled running down the halls.

Haruhiko, too dignified for running, set after me at a fast walk which was almost a jog. I had no clue where I was going but Haruhiko sure seemed smug as I turned down a certain hall.

When I did I saw why,

...

Otou-san's room. He was fairly nice guy but he was where the Usami brothers got their morning tempers. Soon I was pinned against the wall by Haruhiko. "Where are my clothes?" he growled out.

I stayed quiet.

He twitched, "tell me or else."

"O-or el-else wh-what?" Right after that was said his lips smashed against mine in a bruising kiss. I paled and squirmed, he was actually pretty good. Propbably from all the girls coming onto him, which I realized was quite alot from all the proposal and arranged marriage deals coming at him in pounds by the week.

When I dozed he finally pulled away. "Now where are my clothes?"

"Pan...try..." I murmured still dazed.

Right after that he walked away pulling me by the sleeve of my night shirt. I was still in a daze when we got there. He had barely done anything and I was this dazed?

Tanaka just looked at us, shrugged and went back to cleaning. Haruhiko then opened the pantry door cautiously. Opening up the trash bag that contained all of his close that I had hidden he let out a sigh of relief. Dragging the bag back upstairs Haruhiko left me standing there, still dazed.

I did say he was a wimp rofl.

Next chapter... Please and I'm begging, PLEASE don't kill me. I'm positive that people who read this fic will want too... so please don't?

Haha R&R and I'll give ju a Yaoi cookie *holding up a basket of Yaoi cookies*

~ Kiierah