Hi guys, so this is the very last chapter! Ever! EVER EVER! anyway yes, sorry it took so long, i have had an eye infection and now a chest infection (sighs) but someone really pushed me to write this, even though i really hate ending things. Also ever time you see this "-" its changes perspective mainly from Misaki and usagi, but once from one other character. theres a lot in the chapter so sorry. But yes, i'll stop talking and let you read it, cos you've been waiting.

Eru-chan: Oh yes the disclamer, i do not own junjou romantica or any...

Misaki: PLEASE I DONT CARE... just hurry uppp ;-;

When the boy awoke it was like he hadn't even opened his eyes. The whole place around him was engulfed in darkness. Listening carefully, he could hear sobbing echoing around the room. Delving deep into his mind left the boy unable to remember how he had end up sitting in this darkness.

At first he thought that maybe it was the old man's idea of a sex game, though that though dissipated as the sobs continued to echo around the otherwise soundless room. A sort of worry tiptoed around his mind as he wondered where exactly he was and why he was there.

But all thoughts disappeared as blinding light swept across the room and as the brightness faded, just a dull glow illuminated the room allowing the caramel haired boy to see a crimson splashed room, with a shivering chocolate haired teen breathing heavily in the corner of it.

His eyes shot open at the scene that surrounded him, which instantly let him grasp the situation he was in, and then quickly to the thin stairs that, occupied the room, as he heard footsteps slowly making their way toward him. A whirlwind of ideas span round his head, enough so to make himself dizzy if he was in fact spinning and before he realised it the man that had been walking towards him was right in front of him.

With a smile, that felt like venom, the man reached his hand gently cupped the boy's cheek and whispered hollowly in his ear.

"Don't be scared, you're safe now."

Then man stared into high scholar's grey eyes before leaning in and pressing his warm tongue against the teen cheek sliding it upwards and across his nose.

All of a sudden a sharp kick forced itself into the man's crotch as anger washed across the boy's face.

"DON'T YOU TOUCH ME YOU FREAKING PERVERT!"

Within seconds of screaming those words he scrambled himself of the floor, violently forcing the megalomaniac to the floor as he did so. Without thinking he ran over to the blood soaked teen that was still shaking, pulling him off the ground and making him move.

"You don't want to die, right? So move it, now!"

Like the words had inspired the teen, his leg slowly began to move, letting the caramel haired boy swiftly pull him along, up the stairs and out of the basement he had been held in for what felt like a millennia. The movement through the rooms with in the prison that they had been held in was somewhat like a blur to the teen and quickly they were out the front door.

It had only been 40 minutes since Usagi-chichi had arrived with his team of specialist, yet there were still no results, which only meant that Usagi himself was purely pacing and shouting for everyone to do a better job. There had been a few times his father had tried to settle him down and tell him that everyone was working as fast as they could, yet that was as easy as bathing in cement. All that kept repeating in the authors mind was the sound of his beloved's cries and screams, while he stood not able to help in the slightest.

Though as the sounds of pens and machines moved a voice broke through all other noises.

"We've got him!"

All eyes around the room shot open and heads turned towards the one man who had just spoken. A moment of stillness was what preceded the words until Usagi ran forward, moving people out of the way, casting his eyes at the map of Tokyo that had a small red circle pinpointed closely to the silver-haired man's condo on it. Only seconds later the author was out of the door, not a thought spared for shoes or a jacket, before his father could even stop him.

It had Barely been five minutes since the caramel haired boy had yanked Misaki out of the hell hole he had been in for the past 4 days, yet no matter how hard he was trying he couldn't move his legs any longer and his knee's buckled forcing him to the ground. Not only him but the other boy who was holding him before was dragged down by the teens weight, allowing them both to hit the floor.

"What the hell get up!"

The boy glared at him, until till his eyes widened as he saw blood trickle onto the concrete through the evenings dusk. Heavy breathing filled the gap of silence, as the boy decided to pull the teen over to the lamppost, next to them for him to lean on.

"I'll…I'll get help, stay here…"

And with that the boy ran off down the road.

Usagi had become a cheater as he raced down the street, his feet numb even though a few shards of glass had cut through his socks and into his feet. He didn't care as long as he got to his Misaki on time. He could do anything as long as it meant he was safe in his arms once more.

As he reached a split in the road he slowed as he searched his mind for the way to the place in which his love resided. It only took seconds for him to decide that it was left that he would be going, before a young man with caramel hair ran into him full on like he was in a rush, from the right hand path. Knocking him back, he ignored the boy as he heard him calling after him, almost sounding desperate, as he continued running as fast as he could.

The Author had no idea how long he had been running for since he reached the place where he would see his lover again and he didn't care. Kicking at the door, he broke the hinges and forced himself inside. Searching through room after room, he found himself surrounded by dead eyes watching his every move, as cold faces watched him. His heart raced in fear that one of the many belonged to him, yet none did, though that didn't calm his now spasming muscle. But as he looked down a small trail of what looked like fresh blood caught his eye, and following it lead to an old wooden door which was left swung open.

Slightly hesitant to walk through said door, in fear that his lover was no longer among the living, he descended down the steps, though all he was greeted with was walls of red, and lakes of crimson filling the floor. The authors hold body began to shake as he slid against the wall to the floor, his hands gripping his head, as a waterfall of tears cascaded down his cheeks.

"…Misaki…."

Pain had now stopped ricocheting through the teens chest now as his hold body had turned numb, his mind beginning to fade as he sat, propped up only by the lamp post he had be placed against. Snow had begun to fall as night began to overtake the sky mimicking the dark room in which he had been held, yet Misaki hadn't noticed, let alone cared. The only thing his mind allowed him to think of in his waking hour was of his love. Oh how he wished he had said it once without mumbling, without maybes or properly and without pretending he hadn't said it at all in embarrassment. He wished he had spoiled his rabbit just like he had done him. Most of all he wished that he hadn't caused his author all of the pain he had put him through, because of his own stupidity.

The teen pulled his hand up to his heart and held it, as a pain shot through it, though only briefly as he felt he's body grow weaker with every passing moment and like armour his mind followed suit. Slowly his eyes shut, his head showing him his life flashing though his mind, blurry images like an old film reel and at the end a light on the water, like sliver glass, his last though escaped from his lips barely a whisper.

"Usagi…."

TEARS I TELL YOU TEARS! this hurt so much to right this, i mean the idea made me cry and actually doing it? well that made a pretty little river! Anyway, good bad? tell moi! By the way anyone guessed who my cameo was in the chapter? The "Caramel haired boy"? Ahh yes and if i get 10 reviews asking for it, i will write an epilogue of 3 months later, which will explain some details and how characters are coping... Oh and don't kill me