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Chapter One
Misaki's POV
'My life . . . is a living hell' I thought as my brother signed me out of the jail. It had been six years since Akihiko had disappeared from my life, six years of pain and loneliness that was almost unbearable, no, was unbearable. That feeling only intensified in me when I saw the man in question leaning against his red race car, smoking with one hand . . . and holding hands with another man with the other.
Akihiko was giving him the same loving look he always gave me whenever he looked at me. I managed to cover the shock and hurt I felt at that moment with a mask of indifference that seemed to surprise the white haired man. You're wondering how all of this happened, right? Well, I'll tell you.
~~~Flashback~~~
Today started as a normal day for me. I got out of bed (trying not to wake up Usagi-san, of course) and got dressed, then went down stairs and prepared breakfast. At exactly seven o'clock a.m. Usagi-san slammed open the bedroom door, in his suit for some strange reason I still have yet to figure out, walked down stairs with his favorite Suzuki-san in tow. Just as I was setting out the breakfast, he sat down and muttered,"Itadakimasu," and began eating.
After sexually harassing me and successfully turning my face as red as a tomato, he drove me to M University. I got a call from Aikawa-san just as my classes ended, so I answered," Moshi moshi."
"Misaki-kun," I heard Aikawa say from my phone. The tone of her voice was different from her usually shrill tone, softer than usual, and it caused a chill of unease cause a chill of unease to make its way down my spine.
"What's wrong, Aikawa-san?" I asked, unable to stand the silence.
"It's Usami-sensei (A/N sorry I'm not sure what she called him so kind of improvised). He moved away, but he wouldn't tell me where and I can't get a hold of him. All he told me was to tell you that he's sorry for leaving you like this and that he loves you," Aikawa explained to me in a shaky voice.
"That's bull shit!" I yelled, attracting attention from people around me, but I didn't care.
This reaction seemed to shock Aikawa, but she managed to say,"He also said that he left the apartment for you-"
Before she could finish the sentence I hung up, unable to listen to anymore. I didn't realize I had been crying as I ran the whole way to the apartment complex we, no I, lived in. On the way I tried calling Usagi-san, but I got sent straight to his voicemail, so I left a message and continued running. It was true though, most of his belongings were gone, except for a couple of bears. I still didn't give up hope though, and I stayed there for two years waiting for my love to come back.
Even though I didn't notice, other people saw me begin to change in behavior and personality. I became distant, almost cold. I was alone, and my brother tried to help, but it was in vain. After the first year I began taking self-defense classes to vent my frustrations, and mastered it quickly. So one night I was walking home (yes, I still consider that empty, cold place home), when two muggers pulled me into an alley and put a knife to my throat, demanding all my valuables.
I acted on instinct and grabbed the guys knife arm and twisted it behind his back, accidentally stabbing him in his back in the process. I could only watch in shock as he bled to death, only realizing later that I still had his blood on my hands. Someone had apparently called the police and I was the one that got arrested.
The cops didn't believe that what I did was self-defense, so I was put on trial. The other mugger was considered a witness and he claimed that what I did was completely random and not self-defense, so I was sentenced four years in jail (A/N I'm not sure how long he would've been in jail, so don't be surprised if that's wrong).
~~~Flashback end~~~
Even though I killed a man, my brother still cared about me and visited me. Even so, everything that happened to me in those four years would always haunt me, and seeing Akihiko (I stopped calling him Usagi-san after the first six months after he left) I love with another man didn't help the case. Actually, I was pretty sure I had become a mental case by now. Takahiro put a hand on my shoulder and guided me towards Akihiko's car, towards the one thing I dreaded being near.
When Akihiko left, my brother still hadn't known about our relationship, and I've kept it that way for the past six years. The violet eyed man smiled gently at me and attempted to put a hand on my head, but I avoided it, opened the car door, and climbed in the back seat. I could hear people talking to me and asking me questions, but I just ignored them and stared forward, my mask of indifference in place.
A gentle hand was placed on my shoulder, and I looked over to see Akihiko, looking at me like he was concerned about my health or something. "What?" I snapped irritably, and almost laughing at his surprised expression.
Then a voice behind him said, "Usagi, move! I want to introduce myself." The whitette's eyes softened a fraction and he moved aside. He had chestnut colored hair and eyes a few shades of green darker then mine. I was probably two inches taller than him, since I had gotten taller over the past six years.
"Hello. My name is Ritsu Onodera, and I'm Usagi's boyfriend," he blushed a bit at the word," It's nice to meet you." I only stared at him coldly, ignoring the hand that he had put out. Ritsu started looking a bit uneasy after a minute of my staring, so I looked away and started to get out saying, "Get out of my way. I don't want to sit in this car forever," in a cold tone. Akihiko gently pulled Onodera behind him and said, "Don't be so rude to him. He is the man I love after all." I only stared as Ritsu's face started turning red, but didn't object to the statement. "So he's your lover then. That's nice," I stated and walked into Takahiro's house we had somehow arrived at while I was ignoring everyone.
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