Me: Hey everyone, please don't hate me for not writing so much lately I've just had alot on my mind.
Misaki: It's okay, it's nice to see you Mia-kun.
Usagi: Just get on with the chapter already.
Me: Fine baka Usagi-san.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any part of Junjou Romantica. All parts of this story are in no way associated with that of the voice actors, creators, or any others involved in the making of Junjou Romantica.
Misaki POV
My heart aches, I can't stop thinking about him. I see him everyday, knowing I can't be with him. He loves my brother, he'll never love me.
I stood in the kitchen cooking dinner, for Usagi-san and myself. He currently wasn't home, instead he was at work and wouldn't be home for another hour. We haven't talked much since that day, our routine is set. I wake up, we eat breakfast together, I go to school, come home, do homework, cook, clean, do laundry, and repeat. He spends most of his time in his home office working. Nii-chan calls from time to time, I say hello, bring him up to date on my studies, and then he talks to Usagi-san.
It hurts when I see him smile. He only ever smiles when Nii-chan calls. He'll never notice me.
I heard the sound of keys in the door, and that snapped me out of my thought. I saw a tear fall onto the counter, and quickly wipes my face so he wouldn't see.
"Misaki, what are we having for dinner?" He asked.
"Baked salmon, steamed vegetables, and rice." I replied as I continued chopping carrots.
His footsteps were getting closer and I tensed a little when I felt him behind me. Strong arms wrapped there way around my body, and a warm breathe was on my neck. I freaked and quickly turned trying to get away. In my haste the knife slipped and I cut my hand.
"Ow!" I yelled grabbing my hand and running from Usagi-san.
"MISAKI!" I heard him yell as I locked myself in the bathroom to nurse my wound.
I ran it under warm water and clean it. Then I quickly and tightly bandaged it, running out of the bathroom past Usagi-san and into my room locking the door.
"Misaki?" he asked from the door, he sounded so concerned but I knew it was only for Nii-chan's sake.
"Misaki, ate you okay? Please open the door."
"I'm just tired please go away. I promise I'll make supper tomorrow, just please go away."
I heard his footsteps getting softer and softer til I couldn't hear them anymore. I then spent the rest of the night slowly crying myself to sleep.
Usagi POV
He won't talk to me. It hurts, I love him so much but he won't even listen.
My thoughts drifted as I sat at work staring at the clock.
Just one more hour. Maybe if I just hold him, maybe he'll like the way it feels.
I had been list in thought for so long that the time went by. I packed my work and headed home. We hadn't talked much since that day. I barely see him, only when we eat together. He only smiles when he talks to his brother, but I see the hurt in his eyes when he hands me the phone.
I reached my complex and unlocked the door. I heard a noise in the kitchen, it sounded like,...crying? Was Misaki crying?
"Misaki, what are we having for dinner?"
"Baked salmon, steamed vegetables, and white rice." he answered, he sounded so tired.
I slowly set my bad down and walked over to him. He looked so beautiful even from behind. I slowly wrapped my arms around him and nestled my head into his neck. I felt him tense and instantly regretted my actions. Before I had the chance to pull away he turned to push me away.
"Ow!" he was soon running to the bathroom cradling his hand.
My attention turned to the red color that painted the knife he had been using to cut the vegetables.
BLOOD!?
"MISAKI!"
I yelled running after him, he ran into the bathroom and locked the door. I heard the sound of the cabinet be rummaged through.
"Misaki, are you okay?"
Soon he burst out of the bathroom, pushing past me and into his room. I heard the door lock and quickly ran to it knocking and twisting the knob in hopes he'd open it.
"Misaki, please open the door."
"I'm okay, please go away. I'm tired, I promise I'll cook tomorrow."
It hurt knowing he didn't want my help, didn't even want to see me. I reluctantly walked downstairs but not before I heard his sobs.
Misaki I'm so sorry, I don't mean to hurt you. I just love you so much I don't know what to do.
As I walked into the kitchen I took notice of the blood that painted a path from the knife on the counter to the bathroom upstairs. I gathered a bucket, some warm water, soap, and a sponge and began cleaning up.
Why!? All I've done is hurt the one person I love the most. Will I ever be able to fix this.
Me: Okay, I know it was short but I'm trying to ease back into my writing habit. I hope you all liked it.
Misaki: Ow! (holding his hurt hand)
Me: I'm so sorry Misaki-kun. Please forgive me.
Misaki: it's okay, it doesn't hurt that much.
Usagi: (glaring) *GROWLS*
Me: um...(whispers) if I manage to live, I'll right the next chapter. Until next time bye.
