Hey guys :) This is my first Junjou fanfic. I have written others for Syfy Alice, Vampire Academy and Merlin so feel free to check them out.

I don't own anything but the ideas in my brain

This story is dedicated to both Junjou Angel and Sake Kun Xx because Junjou made me write this and Sake Kun checked it over. I love you guys :D

I hope you like it :)

Chapter 1

Misaki was the most unselfish person that Usagi had ever met. He never wanted to cause any inconvenience to anybody, be it Usagi's fangirl of an editor or just random people on the train. Usagi had not cooked breakfast or dinner once since Misaki had moved in; and if Usagi was caught up in work or was merely sleeping, then no matter how tired or bored Misaki was, the author was never disturbed. And generally, with his huge green eyes and innocent smile, how could anyone find fault?

All of this however, was hard to remember in the midst of a fierce argument.

'I thought you'd be pleased' Usagi said calmly, lighting a cigarette.

'Pleased!' Misaki repeated incredulously his voice rising 'This is total bullshit! You said that those books were your fantasies!' He was hurt about the whole situation, but above all, he was angry.

Even Usagi was losing his cool façade; if he made himself, then Usagi could understand the boys' anger. But really he thought Misaki had literally asked for it.

'You were insistent that I didn't write about you anymore' his voice came out sharper than he had it meant to. He took a last drag on his cigarette and stubbed it out in one of the nearby ashtrays.

'But someone else Usagi? You really want to have fairground sex, of all things with someone else?' His large eyes were shining with hurt and Usagi sighed. He had never wanted this reaction; he hadn't realised that not writing about sex with him meant not writing about sex.

'You didn't specify' Usagi said coldly, struggling to keep his control but his composure was slipping.

This wasn't all about Misaki; this was his work. The way he made the money to pay for the food that Misaki would cook, and if he wanted to write erotic BL novels then that was his business and his alone. Misaki had no right to defy him like this.

Despite it all, Usagi knew that in a minute, when Usagi spoke his name and professed his love again, that Misaki would be appeased somewhat, and although he would be standoffish for a few days, he would get over it and let it go, and life would continue as normal.

'Misaki' he whispered softly, ready to fold the boy into his embrace; ready for the younger shoulders to droop in defeat and to take a step forward to catch him as he gave up the fight.

What he wasn't ready for was for Misaki to push, hard against his chest, face reddening and shriek

'NO! You promised me that it was only me! Never anyone else! You SAID!'

Usagi stepped back. Not so much from the decent force behind Misaki's push as the shock of his words. Misaki was always careful to keep him happy, considerate in his approach, never disputing his wishes and letting him do as he pleased. Rarely did he feel so strongly that his own feelings would take precedence in Misaki's mind.

Usagi's violet eyes widened in anger and shock.

Now was not the time for the boy to choose to be selfish.

Work and pleasure, Misaki had been both; but now he was trying something different; someone different, which is what Misaki had wanted in the first place.

'This is my work.' Usagi growled dangerously 'you have no right to interfere in this!' He was disconcerted, he had been willing to let it go but Misaki just hadn't known to quit where he should have; which made the author think … did he know Misaki as well as he thought he did? Did Misaki have hidden depths of feeling that he never showed to anyone else because of his cautious approach to life?

Usagi covered his indecision with a fresh coat of anger; he was going to win this argument, even if he did start writing about Misaki again. It was the principle of the thing. Usagi was in charge, he was always in control and this simple boy thinks that he can just waltz in and take it from him?

'Well if it bothers you so much then maybe you should just go! Stop causing me trouble!'

…

Misaki froze, face stricken. Usagi froze, already regretting his words. They both knew what they meant

'But I want you back! I miss you' eight year old Misaki wheedled at his mother on the other end of the phone 'please hurry home'

'We'll hurry. I promise' his mother had laughed.

And the line went dead

Misaki turned his face. He had never wanted to cause Usagi trouble, and seeing him cry now would only do that. Maybe … Maybe Usagi didn't need him as much as he needed Usagi. Maybe he was just causing the man trouble by staying.

'Fine he said, voice thick and trembling, trying and failing miserably to mask the vulnerability of his word of choice

'Fine'

And before Usagi could stop him or say that he was sorry

Misaki was gone.

So what did you think? Did I capture the characters ok? I didn't want Misaki to come across as overreacting but I thought this is how he would react if Usagi ever said anything like this *tehe he's so cute!*

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