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Those Passionate, Hidden Words	By : Innocent-heart2 Category: +G to L > Junjou Romantica (Junj? Romanchika) > Junjou Romantica (Junj? Romanchika) Views: 2128 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica nor any of the characters in the series. I don't earn any money for writing these fanfictions.

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Mizu: Not the greatest chapter cause I got a brain block right now but here you guys go anyways~! Disclaimer: I don’t own Junjou Romantica. I still can’t think of what I’d do if I did, though.

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Those passionate, hidden words…

Chapter Two: The dreaded scenes lie ahead…

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“Usagi-san, why don’t you go take a nap?” Misaki suggested as he pretended to retie Suzuki’s ribbon.

            “No,” Usagi-san said bluntly.

            “Wh-Why not?” Misaki stuttered.

            ‘get out of here! I need to use your stupid laptop to save your stupid BL novel!’ Misaki shouted in his head.

            “I know that you’re too sore to do anything so I might as well use my time to try and work on this novel,” Usagi-san elaborated.

            “That’s not a good enough reason!” Misaki shouted, throwing Suzuki at it’s owner, “You need your rest.”

            “Will you come to bed with me?” Usagi-san asked, raising an eyebrow.

            ‘Yeah and let you fuck me until I can’t walk for the next three months? No thanks,’ Misaki thought to himself, ‘I’m already in enough pain.’

            “No…I’ve got to study a bit,” Misaki lied, wincing a little as he shifted so he could see Usagi-san better.

            “Can I get you anything?” the writer asked, thoroughly worried about how much his lover had been through trying to spark his creativity.

            “No…Actually!” Misaki shouted, pointed at Usagi-san dramatically, “I heard about this new massage oil that relieves all aches and pains and helps one relax. Maybe you could-And you’re already gone…”

            ‘That was a little too easy…’ Misaki thought as he felt a bead of sweat run down his face.

            “Now, what to write…” Misaki thought as he sat down at the computer, reading what was on the scene, “Well, what scene is he stuck on now? I know that he wrote something…last…night…That’s total crap!!”

            Once again, everything new that the Usami had written up was a total piece of shit. Growling, Misaki opened a new document and dragged it all over to the other document. He didn’t know why but he felt as if it would be better to keep it just in case.

            “So I’m back at where I left off yesterday,” Misaki thought out loud, “Hm…”

            He scrolled up to the top and began to read through all that he had written. When he had finished, the poor college student wanted to shoot himself. He had just led the couple into what would soon be one of those scenes that he hated most. The sex scene.

            “Dammit,” Misaki cursed, stomping over to where several BL novels laid, “Of course this would have to happen!”

            After forcing himself to read through several sex scenes that Usagi-san wrote, Misaki tried to brace himself for the worst. As he sat back down at the laptop, Misaki kept telling himself that he needed to do this for Usagi-san. For the man that he loved…

            ‘And now I’m starting to think that,’ Misaki thought.

            “Okay. Here we go,” Misaki said.

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            “But,” Akihiko smirked, gently placing his hand under his love’s chin, “I didn’t hear you complaining while I was doing that.”

            “A-Akihiko,” Misaki whimpered, grabbing his lover’s hand and bringing it to the side of his face, “You’re starting to really worry me. Whenever we go out, you start acting weird.”

            “I told before, didn’t I?” Akihiko smiled, rubbing the brunette’s cheek, “I get extremely jealous of everyone that comes near you.”

            “That wasn’t jealousy today,” Misaki nearly growled, trying to force a glare towards the older man, “It was as if you wanted to claim me in front of everyone in the world.”

            Akihiko stayed silent at that. Was that really what he had been trying to do? He didn’t really know. All he knew was whenever he saw his Misaki with him that he lost all reason and became an extremely protective and possessive lover. But that protective self of his was making Misaki angry…

            “I really don’t understand why you get so angry around my friends,” Misaki sighed before smiling warmly up at his lover, “but I completely understand wanting to let everyone know who my lover belongs to.”

            “Wha?!” Akihiko gasped, “You do?”

            “Of course I do, baka,” Misaki smirked, “I’m not as dense as you think I am. I may not be as great with words like you are, but I do know that I don’t like it when someone else is touching you. I just don’t know how to voice it to you.”

            “Misaki,” Akihiko whispered, smiling briefly before crushing their lips together.

            Now the fight for dominance began. In truth, Misaki didn’t really know why he wanted to take control, and probably never would. He could feel Akihiko smirk a little. That was never a good sign. It meant that he was up to something.

            ‘But I won’t let him. Not today,’ Misaki thought to himself, ‘Today’s the day when I’ll attack hi-’

            His thoughts were interrupted when he felt those all too familiar cold hands slip under his shirt and gently start to play with his overly sensitive nipples. Misaki gasped as he lost the battle of tongues, body unconsciously arching up to the touch of his lover’s hands. Before he could stop it, Misaki even softly moaned into the kiss. For the first time, though, he didn’t care about it. In fact, he actually somewhat enjoyed it cause it meant that what he shared with the man above him was truly real. Not just some dream that he could wake up from at any second.

            Akihiko swiftly pulled the younger male’s shirt up and over his head, tossing it into some unknown corner of the room. Smirking as he stared down at his lover’s flushed body, he slowly lowered his head to his chest. He slowly licked up his sternum, starting just above his stomach, until he reached his collarbone. The novelist then began leaving marks all over his lover’s neck and upper chest.

            “There,” Akihiko smirked, bringing his mouth next to one of the student’s hard nipples, “Now everyone will know that you’re mine, Misaki.”

            He chuckled as he watched his lover’s face turn a beautiful shade of red. No matter what Misaki said about the embarrassing things he said, he never would stop saying them. The reason was because out of all the faces Misaki made, the one he made when he was embarrassed or flustered was the cutest out of them all.

            Deciding to tease the young man beneath him, Akihiko used his tongue to gently flick one of the hard nubs on his lover’s chest. Misaki just gasped and arched his body up further. When he took the hardened piece of flesh into his mouth, the sounds that had been forever trying to escape the student’s throat were starting to break free. He let out even more melodious sounds when one of Akihiko’s cold hands came up to his other nipple and started to play with it as well.

            As great as all the sensations that were coming from this, Misaki started to feel an urge. Something he had actually never really noticed before. Well, he had but it was never something that he had ever wanted to act on. But tonight…it seemed so different. There was something different in what they were doing tonight. It was like they weren’t about to have sex. It didn’t feel like that. He wasn’t quite sure what it was, but he knew it wasn’t sex. It was something much more; something that he might only ever feel with Akihiko.

            Finally, deciding to act on the strange urges, Misaki rocked his hips upwards, rubbing against Akihiko’s crotch and gasped due to the friction. Arching up from the pleasure that simple movement created, Misaki was surprised when he heard the same gasp come from the man above him. Smirking to himself, the brunette repeated the action, moaning a little as the sensations raced through his body. He watched Akihiko’s face and felt like he had won a slight victory when he saw his lover fighting to stay in control. Though, all of that control out the window when he finally conceded and let out a low moan of his own.

            “M-Misaki…” Akihiko moaned, thrusting his own hips down to meet the younger’s.

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            Misaki was now up from Usagi’s seat at his laptop, pacing around the room. The dark blush on his face was completely obvious as well as the tent in his pants. He was really starting to hate this idea of his. Now that he’d gone this far into that damn scene, there was no way to stop it. Unless Usagi-san came home right now. But he wouldn’t, that Misaki was sure of. The massage oil he asked for could only be purchased at one place in the city and at that place, there would be so many to choose from, Usagi-san would be stuck there debating for hours. After all, Misaki had finally broken him of the habit of buying excessive amounts of stuff that he never would need.

            Sitting back down, Misaki sighed. He had to admit though that writing like this was actually kind of fun and really easy. The words just seemed to flow through his fingers before he could stop them. If that’s what Usagi-san felt whenever he wrote, then Misaki finally understood why he wrote.

            “But what should I put down now?” Misaki sighed running his hand through his hair, “This isn’t good. If I’ve got a brain block after just writing that, what’s gonna happen to Usagi-san?”

            “Misaki?” Usagi-san’s voice sounded from downstairs.

            “Ah! J-Just a minute, Usagi-san!!” Misaki shouted back, quickly saving the document only to come face to face with what Usagi-san had written on the other document.

            Starting to freak out, Misaki tried to think of what he could call the untitled document so not to raise Usagi-san’s suspicions. When he heard Usagi-san’s footsteps coming up the stairs, Misaki quickly typed whatever he could think of into the title bar.

            Misaki’s Summer Project…

            ‘That’s so lame,’ Misaki lamented as his Usagi-san walked through the doorway.

            “What are you doing in here?” Usagi-san asked, eyebrow raised, “And at my laptop too.”

            “Eh…eto, I had a summer project that I needed to type up. So I thought that I’d use your laptop to try and finish it,” Misaki lied, pointing at the laptop and his quickly closed all programs, “But I didn’t get too far into it.”

            “I see,” Usagi-san nearly smirked, “Well, you can work on it later.”

            “Huh?” Misaki blinked.

            Usagi-san held out a small little bag for Misaki. When the brunette grabbed it, he found two bottles of massage oil. One was exactly the one that he had asked for. The other would sometime prove to have sinister effects.

            “Why don’t you go lie down and I’ll be in momentarily,” Usagi-san smirked, pushing the blushing boy out of the room.

            ‘The kid’s acting a little different today. Like he did that day when he was drunk,’ Usagi-san thought to himself, opening his chapter to make sure Misaki didn’t accidentally delete it, ‘What’s this? I really don’t remember writing any of this…And wow, it’s actually kind of good. Who wrote it?’

            Usagi-san looked out the door to see a flushed and somewhat aroused Misaki stood, trying to figure out which room he wanted to go into, ‘He couldn’t have…could he?’

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Mizu: *running around while listening to the Flight of the Bumblebee* I’ve got so much to do before everything turns against me once more. Like edit all my stories to be suitable and upload the more graphic ones here. So here’s the check off on this story. I hoped you guys liked it. Lemon scene in the next chapter or so.

Misaki: *trying to wash his hands clean while blushing darkly* I can’t believe you made me write that!!

Usagi: It was actually quite good.

Mizu: Yay~! Anyways, reviews of all kinds are all enjoyed!! That’s about it, so Ciao for now!!
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