Hello everyone! Whitney, here. Thank you so much for choosing this story! Greatly appreciate it. This story's been on my mind for the last couple of months now, and I thought I might as well share it with all of you. I hope you all enjoy it. (^_^)
Oh, and there WILL be some OOC/AU implied here, hope's that's okay. :)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Junjou Romantica! That right belongs to the wonderful Shungiku Nakamura!
"Misaki?" Usagi asked, putting down his newspaper to meet the boy's gaze.
"Hmm?" Misaki uttered a grunt to show that he heard him, barely giving the man any attention as he continued chopping the vegetables that were front of him.
Usagi sighed. "How does a trip to America sound?"
At that comment, the boy's hand stopped moving. He looked up at the man, shock overloading his features.
"A-America?" He squeaked, hardly believing the sentence that escaped Usagi's lips. "Are you serious?"
Usagi smiled. "Well, you did tell me a couple of months ago that it might be exciting to visit the western world for a change. So I booked us a trip. And since its summertime and you're off from school and everything…I was wondering if that was alright with you."
Misaki's heart skipped a beat, still unable to process their situation.
Yes. He remembered that day. He'd just finished all of his duties in the Usami residence and was sitting on the couch, bored out of his mind. He happened to see some magazines lying on the coffee table counter and decided to pick one of them up since he wasn't doing anything productive at the moment. While he was turning though the pages, he found himself utterly captivated by these foreign lands. Although he knew there were beautiful things out there, it was still a surprise to catch every detail the world produced. He was so entranced by these distant lands that he failed notice that Usagi was now in the living room with him.
The man had finally finished his latest novel and was now coming out of his office for some fresh air. Just as he was about to go lay in his bedroom, he heard his lover gasp loudly. Out of curiosity, he found himself going downstairs to see what the big dilemma was. When he reached the living room he found his lover sitting on the couch, ogling at some magazine. Amazingly, the boy didn't even notice him—he was much too occupied with the exciting book. This made the man smile. Just what was Misaki looking at? Jokingly, he asked if the boy was reading some porn magazine and asked if he could look at it too. Misaki flushed; instantly protesting that he was doing nothing of the sort. He was only looking through a travel magazine…nothing more!
The man smirked but decided to say nothing more. The boy huffed. Man! Usagi could so embarrassing sometimes! After about a minute or two, Misaki decided to ignore the perverted man completely and went back to marbling at his magazine. Without realizing it, he did utter to the man how beautiful everything was and did mention how nice it would be to visit there someday. But he didn't realize the man had actually listened to him! He was just stating his opinions! He didn't expect them to be taken seriously! But then again…his mind always failed to process exactly how rich Usagi was.
He couldn't believe the man had actually done that for him. He was so happy that he thought his heart would burst. Usagi was so kind…sharing his wealth with a commoner like himself. Although he was happy and grateful the man had booked this expensive trip, he did feel a bit guilty. After all, he didn't want the man to think he had to buy things for him in order to receive affection from him. Because that would put a burden on the man and that was the one thing Misaki did not want to do. Still, it would be rude if he rejected the offer because he was sure Usagi had planned this trip for months.
"Misaki?" Usagi asked, a hint of uneasiness within his tone because of the boy's silence. "Is there something the matter?"
"No!" Misaki cried, waving his hands frantically. "Of course not!"
"Then what is it?" The man had asked; the uneasiness still there. "Do you not like it? If so, I'll—"
"It's not like that at all!" Misaki cried, nearly screaming at the man. He realized this mistake and blushed profoundly. Slowly, he started again. "Usagi-san…it isn't like that. I'm…really happy that you did this for me. I wasn't expecting this gift…I don't know to say—"
He never got the chance to finish his sentence because the man had somehow gotten up from his spot and wrapped his strong arms around the petite body in front of him.
"Thank you." Usagi whispered, leaning his face to meet his lovers' gaze. "For a moment, I thought I went a little overboard." He chuckled, kissing the boy's cheek. "You have no idea how relieving it is to hear you say that."
Misaki's heart picked up at triple speed. "B-Baka." He stuttered, casting his eyes down as he was unable to look at that perfect face. "Of c-course you d-didn't go overboard. It's just…you didn't h-have to d-do any of this for m-me."
"But I wanted to." Usagi said; stroking the boy's flushed cheeks. "You're always doing everything on your own…you could at least let me spoil you once in a while."
"But I don't want to—"
"Whatever it is, it won't happen." Usagi said firmly. "You could never do that to me."
Hearing that comment only made the student flush even harder. Usagi chuckled.
"A-Anyway." The boy uttered, determined to change the subject. "When will we be leaving?"
"Next Tuesday." The man breathed, nuzzling his face within the boy's delicious scent.
"Oh." Misaki replied, the disappointment clearly obvious within his tone. Tuesday seemed so far away.
"What?" The man said as he brought his face out to meet the student's gaze. "That eager to leave with me?" He asked, his eyes contorting with amusement.
Misaki flushed. "N-No!" He lied, casting his eyes away.
The author snickered.
"Stop laughing at me!" The boy snapped, hoping with all his might that the man couldn't hear his heart pounding.
The man ignored him.
"Ugh!" Misaki cried, annoyance fusing within his tone. "You're such an asshole! Get out! Can't you see I'm cooking?!"
"Misaki, I'm hurt." The author said, even though his tone revealed nothing of the sort. "Don't you want to spend more time with me?"
"No!" Misaki cried, squirming within the man's arms. "You're annoying! Leave me alone—"
"Don't be like that." The man purred, sliding his hands further down the boy's waist. "I just want to spend some time together…" He whispered, squeezing his lovers' ass —loving the gasp that escaped with it—as emphasis. "…you want that too, don't you?"
"H-Hey!" The boy shouted. "Just where do you think you're touching—"
"I guess it can't be helped, then." Usagi interrupted, eyeing the growing erection that was building within the boy's pants. "Don't worry, Misaki…" The man promised, his eyes glowing maliciously. "I'll take care of you."
"S-Stop it!" The boy yelled, trying—yet failing—to push that masculine figure away from him. "Baka Usagi! St-Stop this right now! I n-need to make dinn—ahhh!"
Usagi chuckled, leaning forward to kiss those soft lips. "You're so cute, Misaki."
It wasn't long before the penthouse walls were echoing with sounds of ecstasy.
And there you have it for the first chapter. I know it's not much right now. But believe me, it will grow something beautiful as the story progresses. I hope you all enjoyed it. :)
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