Reward | By : KiroiLiu Category: +G to L > Junjou Romantica (Junj? Romanchika) > Junjou Romantica (Junj? Romanchika) Views: 6926 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"When everything is going the way you wanted, you tend to forget that the fight is not over yet" said the guy in the new television program that Misaki was hearing while finishing hanging their laundry out to dry.
"Waaa this day looks so sunny" beamed Misaki smiling for the 14th time that morning not really caring for the television program.
"Akihiko is going to come home late for dinner sooo... I can go to the market and buy some ingredients" said Misaki to himself putting the empty laundry basket in the floor.
"I should... take advantage of my next vacation to learn some nutritious meals for the baby..." thought Misaki turning off the television, and taking his wallet with him he walked out of the apartment.
The supermarket was really close to their home so it was really convenient for him; in his basket the vegetables where increasing along with fruits and a few maternity cooking magazines. Misaki was really enjoying his time choosing everything that was good for him and his baby, and specially for his baby... that was, of course "their" baby.
"Potatoes are good too... and carrots" said Misaki to himself blushing lightly, he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the young and beautiful girl that was standing beside him with a magazine on her hand, until he heard her ask clearly "Are you Takahashi Misaki?"
"Eh?" Misaki looked up to her face, he didn't know her, judging by her school outfit she was still a High school student, another student with the same uniform tried to pull her away "I think he is not, don't bother him Yuri!" but the girl pushed her off "I know he is" said and turning again to Misaki showed him a page of a magazine, Misaki's eyes widened at the photo of him and Usami kissing at the entrance of their apartment "How did they get that picture?, why?... Oh God they took a picture of us" thought Misaki scared. "How?... that is..." said stuttered Misaki trying to calm himself
"Are you really Usami-sensei's lover?" asked Yuri with an angry tone of voice, her friend behind her stopped trying to take her away and looked at Misaki as well.
"I... I'm not... you're confusing me with someone else" said Misaki with a trembling voice
"See?" said her friend and was already leaving when the young girl took Misaki by his arm "You're lying!" almost screamed Yuri
"Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about!.. I don't even know this Usami-sensei!" said Misaki moving his arm away from her. Taking advantage of Yuri's friend that was trying to convince her again, Misaki run away from her and left the building as soon as he could; but when he turned around he saw the same girl talking with a group of girls from the same high school and a few people that saw the argue.
"Have to call Usagi-san... I have to go back home" thought Misaki running towards their apartment building, but when he got there the place was surrounded by reporters, cameraman and paparazzi. "This can't be happening!" cursed Misaki moving towards his university, he was trying to hide inside the Literature classroom when Kamijou-sensei found him.
"Takahashi-kun?" Misaki turned around and saw his professor with a magazine in his hand. Kamijou Hikori took just one moment to look at his student and another to look at the magazine in his hand. "Ow shit!" was his only answer before he took Misaki by his arm and pushed him out of the university, in to a taxi and in to his house. Misaki tried to scape but he didn't let him.
"Kamijou-sensei please I have to go home" repeated Misaki getting more and more anxious
"You can't... your house must be plague of those reporters and paparazzi, right?" said the evil professor
"Usagi-san is going to be worried if..." tried to say Misaki but Kamijou cut him
"I have already called him, his coming here" said Kamijou putting a cup of tea in front of Misaki. And then, there was a really big awkward silence, so tense and deep you could cut it and spread it on your bread, that, until Kamijou cleared his throat.
"I know you don't want to talk about, this... but I have to know, Akihiko is my best friend since childhood and if you don't have the courage to say that you and him are having and affair I don't think I can let you go with him anymore" said Kamijou with a serious tone of voice and he was about to continue on talking when tears started pouring down Misaki's eyes
"But we're not having an affair!" cried Misaki "we're really in love... I love him so much, he's my husband!"
"Oh no! don't cry... I didn't mean it like that... shit!" Kamijou cursed "why don't I know how to treat people?" thought Kamijou trying to calm Misaki down "I know you love him I just wanted you to be brave for him" said Kamijou using a soft tone of voice that shocked Misaki for a second.
"Was that really Kamijou-sensei, Kamijou The Devil?" but then the doorbell rang and Kamijou opened the door to let in a really worried writer
"Misaki!" called Usami running towards Misaki, not even stopping to greet his best friend, Kamijou felt angry but tried to control himself, after all if something like that happened to him and his beloved Nowaki he would do the same thing. Misaki hugged Usami back and cried even loader
"I'm sorry Usagi-san I'm sorry... I didn't knew there were reporters and kissed you like that... I didn't thought... I'm so sorry!" said Misaki between sobs
"No, its okay Misaki, it's not your fault" responded Usami caressing his cheek and giving him soft kisses in his eyes.
"I tried to go home but there were so many reporters and people with cameras... I was so scared... I didn't know what to do... I run away... I'm sorry" Misaki continued saying sobbing harder, Usami felt terrible feeling Misaki trembling in his arms
"No, you did well... it was a matter of time... you're fine thats what matters" said Usami kissing him on his lips, Misaki stopped crying and closed his eyes to taste his husbands lips. "Come on, you know is now good to be like that being pregnant, please calm down" said Usami caressing Misaki's back and making him blush. "Un..." nodded Misaki not leaving his husband's embrace.
At this moment Kamijou was just bringing another cup when he heard it, freezing instantly "I can't believe it... what Nowaki guessed was true, that Misaki-kid is pregnant"
"Hiroki, I'm sorry for the trouble..." said Usami at last noticing his friend "thank you for taking care of him... we'll be leaving now" said Usami taking Misaki by his hand and taking him out of the apartment.
"Is it okay to enter that place right now?" asked Kamijou worried for his friend
"It's okay, eventually will have to confront them, I think its better to do it now" said Usami opening the door "Aikawa and Isaka will take care of them... thanks, Hiroki"
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"Usagi-san?" called Misaki worriedly when they entered the car
"It's okay Misaki" responded Usami entering the car and starting the engine "Let's return home" said Usami placing his hand above Misaki's hand, making him smile
"Yes" responded Misaki smiling broadly, he was going to be brave for Usami.
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The apartment building was surrounded by people and cameras, everyone wanted a picture of Misaki, so he hided his face curling at his sit while they entered the parking lot.
"You okay?" asked Usami petting him on his head
"I'm just tired" said Misaki closing his eyes . Usami put his blazer to cover him. The parking lot was empty because of the security but the apartment lobby was not, so the moment they were out of the safety of the car and parking lot people surrounded them taking pictures and asking questions, almost all of them at same time, so Misaki could only understand a few of them.
"How did you met?... how long have you being together?"
"How have you being in this relationship?"
"Did he gave himself to you first?"
"Misaki-kun how many boyfriends have you had?"
"Does your family know about this relationship?"
Misaki felt like crying but tried hard not to listen to them, Usami looking at his face helped him inside the elevator "Misaki please wait for me inside the house" said Usami, Misaki was worried but nodded instead, letting Usami kiss him on his forehead tenderly before closing the elevator's door.
Turning around to the reporters Usami glared furiously not trying to hide his anger "I'm going to say this once and only once" everyone stopped talking looking at Usami-sensei, he was not smiling with his poker face like always "We're not in an affair, Misaki and I are in a normal and healthy relationship, he's my boyfriend and I wont admit this kind of displays in front of him" said Usami pushing the elevator's call button "His feelings and health are far more important than anything else so don't make me take unreasonable actions" threatened Usami glaring and entered the elevator
No one dared speak or comment, everyone just silently walked out of their apartment building. Usami closed the door of his apartment with its lock and turned to see his beloved sitting on the sofa, his huge green eyes were mirrors of his troubled soul.
"Maybe I should just leave" whispered Misaki placing his palms in his belly "this relationship is already a problem, what is going to happened when they find out that I'm pregnant?"
"It's okay Misaki" said Usami embracing him "I don't mind if they speak, I don't mind if they take lots of pictures of you and me, but if that makes you feel uneasy or troubled I would have them away from you, that I promise" said Usami kissing his lips "I can take everything they have to say or do, but being away from you is the one thing I would never be able to survive"
"Usagi-san" Misaki responded the kiss softly "I love you"
Usami took Misaki to their room after leaving everything he bought in the kitchen's table and placed him on their bed carefully
"How is the baby?" asked Usami moving Misaki's shirt up to kiss his belly
"I don't know, he's not really doing anything yet" said Misaki blushing "but I think he must be listening" said Misaki placing a hand in his belly and caressing it, Usami smiled laying his head on Misaki's belly "I think... he or she will be like you more than me" said Usami smiling
"why?" asked Misaki curious
"Because I do" said Usami really serious about it
"Baaaaka" responded Misaki smiling and softly hitting Usami's head "thats not a reason"
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And so the 10th chapter is up! W we're almost at the end, what do you think of the fanfic so far? Pretty good nee? XDD I know I shouldn't really complement so highly my own work but I have to say, I adore this one ^/^... hope you adore it too... Read and review! (So I don't get depress and stop writing... xD)
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