Chapter 13

Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica…duh

This was originally supposed to be part of chapter 12, but that one took forever to write and I wanted to get something posted that day, so this is where we left the Usagi&Misaki fiasco.

(Author's note: the part is told third person but you will only see what Usagi sees.)

He was about five minutes from collapsing when he heard his lover's voice drifting weirdly in his drink addled mind. "Uh, Usagi-san?" It asked. Assuming it was just a hallucination brought on by too much Vodka, Usagi made no move to look for the source of the voice, but simply closed his eyes to listen to it. "Usagi-san," it said again. "What exactly are you doing?"

"Listening to my lover," he replied, eyes still shut.

"Then look at me while I'm talking."

Usagi's eyes popped open. He spun around to see Misaki leaning on his crutch and glaring up at the older man looking irritated. Yet, despite the irritation, tears were dripping softly down his cheeks.

This must be a dream. Usagi decided. He moved forward to grab Dream-Misaki and kiss him senseless, but he back up hastily, stumbling slightly. "Stay over there," he said nervously. This sounded much more like the old Misaki who was terrified of Usagi's sexual harassment. When he talked like that, he usually didn't put up too much struggle. But still, Usagi decided that he ought to at least apologize to Dream-Misaki before fucking him.

"Misaki, I am sorry that I did not tell you about Hiroki's and my relationship in the past. It was ten years ago, while I was still in love with Takahiro and Hiroki was my best friend from childhood. It happened so long ago that I didn't think it was necessary to mention to you that I'd slept with one of your professors." Misaki winced at the last part, but smiled.

"I accept your apology," he said looking around the room. Then he saw the almost empty bottles of liquor on the table. He looked back at his lover. "Are you drunk?" He asked, incredulously.

"Maybe a little bit." He squinted at Misaki. "Did you always have 4 eyes?"

Misaki grimaced. "Baka. Why did you drink so much?"

"Because I was afraid."

"Afraid of what?"

"Afraid that you were going to leave me."

"Idiot," Misaki snapped, rolling his eyes. "I'm not going to leave you, alright?"

"Alright." Then he moved forward and reached out to hug Misaki. And this time, Misaki did not protest. Usagi sagged against him in relief. "This is a good dream," he whispered.

"Eh? What are you talking about? This is not a dre—" he never finished because Usagi silenced Misaki with his lips.

Misaki was stripped right there in the hall and was on the floor panting before Usagi even started undressing. Once Usagi had disrobed, he began attacking Misaki's nipples with even more ferocity than was usual. Misaki was moaning in ecstasy as Usagi began sliding lower, running his tongue along Misaki's stomach while he gasped.

"Us—Usagi-san," Misaki gasped and smiling, Usagi slid even lower. Then his tongue glided up to Misaki's tip making him jerk wildly. Usagi grinned evilly before opening his mouth and taking Misaki all the way in. Misaki yelled, "Usagi-san!"

Misaki came in a rush. He fell back against the floor and he grimaced. Despite being sexually satisfied, his wrist hurt, his leg really hurt, and now his head hurt. Usagi was not finished yet but Misaki knew he would not be able to continue. So he pushed his lover back and said, "Please take me to bed."

"But—"

"Baka, I'm tired and my leg hurts like hell from all the…you know. So either carry me upstairs or give me my crutches. On second thought, just get me my crutches, you're too drunk to carry me, and we'll both end up in the hospital if you try."

That sounded like the old Misaki, Usagi thought. (he's still in a this is a dream state) He was still fighting despite the fact that he was completely at Usagi's mercy. But still, Usagi decided to be nice to him, even though this was only a dream, to make up for not telling Misaki about him and Hiroki.

He handed Misaki his crutch, but kept the boy's available hand in his and together they staggered upstairs to Usagi's room.

In the bedroom, Usagi gently laid Misaki, still naked, down on the bed before dropping in drunkenly beside him. They looked at each other, not saying anything until Misaki fell asleep. Usagi smiled at his lover and scooted closer to him. At the same moment, Misaki rolled over ending up with his head on Usagi's chest. Usagi sighed, stroking the boy's hair. His eyes began to drift closed. He tried to force them open but couldn't quite manage. He sighed and fell asleep, wishing this 'dream' would never end.

And that is how I am leaving it. For the record, this entire part was really hard because I am stressed out and exhausted. Plus, writing about gay sex, having never experienced it, being a girl, is really hard.

Also, (spoilers) Usagi really does think he is dreaming, so he will be completely unaware of Misaki's return when he wakes up in the morning…*evil grin*

This is probably the second to last chapter (I'm so sad)

Please r and r the story aspect and the sex part