Hey! I know I said I'd be busy, but I'm practicing procrastination with my homework….. :P Plus, I love writing and you amazing reviewers/readers!

I must be stupid, because I just found out Junjou Romantica has an OVA! I watched it yesterday and it was soooooooo cute! KYAA!

Enjoy~!

-Chapter 11-

Onodera dragged his feet as he walked into Emerald. Hell Week was only halfway over, and he already felt like he was dying. He plopped down on his chair, picking up his phone, preparing to call his authors to ask where their manuscripts would come in.

A few hours later, trained of all energy but a whole half work-day was left, Onodera looked up to see a young intern at the door. Since Onodera's desk was closest, he saw the kid best. He was cowering behind a stack of papers, shivering at the dark and death aura surrounding the department.

"Can I help you?" Onodera croaked from in front of his computer screen.

"U-Uh….H-Hai….This is f-for Takano M-Masamune," The young man looked nervously around. He had long dark chocolate brown hair, green eyes, and a very slender short figure. He bowed quickly and stuttered, "I-I'm T-Takahashi Misaki." (A/N: Cross-over! :D)

"Ah, you're the new intern Isaka-san hired. I'm Onodera Ritsu."

"Y-Yeah. Isaka-san sent me down here to deliver this. Which dead body is Takano-san?" Misaki laughed nervously. Onodera smiled weakly and pointed towards the front of the room. Misaki trekked through the papers, bodies, and books on the ground. He reached Takano's desk, who was on the phone screaming at an author.

Misaki stood there, waiting for him to notice him. When Takano did, he snapped his fingers and pointed at his desk. Misaki took this indication to put the papers on his desk. He did it nervously and whispered, "T-This is from Isaka-san."

Takano put his hand over the receiver and yelled, "Can't you see I'm on the phone!"

Misaki jumped back, screaming as he tripped, running out of the department. The demon head-editor snorted and went back to screaming on the phone.

-8 p.m.-

"T-Takano-san, c-can't we g-go home?" Kisa whined from his desk. Half of his body was slumped on the desk, his face in an open book.

"You can head home, but don't expect to leave so early tomorrow!" Takano shuffled through some papers as Kisa and Mino rose from their desks like zombies from the grave. Hatori had left already, going to his author's house. 'She' had suddenly come down with the flu, claiming she wouldn't make the deadline.

As Kisa and Mino left, they passed Onodera's sleeping form on his computer. Usually he wouldn't fall asleep in Hell Week until towards the end, but all his authors, including Mutou-sensei, said they won't make their manuscripts in on time. This made Onodera so stressed out, he passed out at his desk.

Another half hour passed of Onodera snoring slightly and Takano shuffling through papers. The raven-haired man heard a half-hearted knock on the door and looked up. Riko was standing there, drained of all life. She looked much like Onodera at Hell Week.

"H-Hello Takano-san. I came to inform my brother of something important," Riko moaned. Takano replied, "If you can wake him."

Riko grabbed a ruler from his desk. She swung the ruler up, then down across the back of Onodera's skull. Not too hard, but hard enough to wake him up. Onodera jumped out of his chair, landing on the floor yelling.

"W-What the hell Riko?!" Onodera griped as Takano died of laughter.

"Mother wants you to call her," Riko dropped the ruler back on the desk and sighed. It must be Hell Week in the BL department too, because Riko looked just as lifeless as Emerald.

"W-Why?"

"Because she knows you're giving Onodera Publishing House to me. And she's not too keen on the idea so suddenly."

"But I thought the deal was she was going to give it to you if you wanted it."

"Well we made that deal before the accident. Now she thinks I'm too incapable to do anything," Riko laughed bitterly. She helped her twin up from the floor and ruffled his hair.

"You should go home and call her. I'm sure your sweet boyfriend will let you go," Riko smirked and looked at Takano. He looked at them, bored, before sighing, "Fine."

Onodera packed his stuff and let Riko lead him to the elevator. She wasn't leaving yet, but she was just a floor below them. She got off and he took it the rest of the way down. Through the lobby and down the street, he took the train home.

-Half an Hour Later-

Picking up his phone, he reluctantly dialed his mother's number. Almost immediately he heard the hi-jacked woman's voice shooting daggers at him.

"Onodera Ritsu, why are you giving your inheritance to Riko?"

"Because she wants it and I don't," Onodera said, rather bored.

"But why don't you want an international company that is so much more valuable than being an editor for shoujo manga?" His mother spat out the last two words.

"Because I actually enjoy my job and love my co-workers. The editors at Onodera Publishing are just….well, jackasses."

"Fine, maybe you don't want the company. But why give it to your sister?"

"If I recall hearing your conversation, you made a promise to give to her if she asked!"

"That was a long time ago! I didn't expect Isamu to die and she would be ridiculously traumatized," Onodera could feel a vein popping at each word she continued to say.

"That isn't ridiculous, Mother," Onodera growled. Why was his mother being so….such a bitch?!

"You play favorites, you know that?! You've always treated me better than Riko. Do you know just how much it affects her? Then when Isamu was killed, you treated her like she wasn't your own child! You kept her at a distance, treating her like she was dangerous. She's your own fucking daughter!" Onodera yelled, shocking himself and his mother.

Very coldly, his mother replied, "Riko is a danger, Ritsu. The closer you become to her, the worse it's going to be for you."

"I don't care what you think! She's my twin, I love her even if you don't, and she's taking the company! So just fucking deal with it!" Onodera screamed into the phone, slamming it shut immediately afterwards. He resisted the urge to throw it at the wall in his fit of anger. He heard the door next door open then close, and knew Ritsu came home. Onodera sighed, frustrated.

He made himself coffee, drinking it a little too heatedly. Another half hour passed before he heard the front door open. Takano trudged in, dark circles under his eyes. He froze, sensing the strange dark aura around his lover. It had a 'Fuck-With-Me-and-You-Die' presence to it and he almost chuckled. Almost.

"What's up with you? That's usually my aura during Hell Week."

"Nothing," Onodera sourly replied. He threw his cup into the sink, washing it rather roughly. He marched past Takano and slipped his shoes back on.

"I'm going to talk to Riko," Onodera stiffly mumbled and walked through the door. He knocked on his sister's door, only to hear nothing.

'She usually answers immediately,' Onodera could feel his anger slowly slipping, being replaced by fear.

"Riko?" He slowly creaked the door open, only to hear or see nothing at first. Then he heard a faint whimpering. It sounded like Momo, coming from the kitchen. He cautiously approached the kitchen, to see the most horrific scene played out before him.

"RIKO!"

*Gasp* Oh no! What happened to Riko? Why?!

Damn, Ritsu grew some balls! His mother's quite a bitch.

A lot of my reviewers were freaking out about what Masamune said to his mother. I didn't feel like writing out a whole scenario, so you imagine what he said! XD

See you next chapter! :)