Pure hearted romance

Ch. 6

Akihiko pov

I watched Misaki walk away to make lunch, and chuckled. He must just be shy, because face it. Everyone wants me. Then I frowned. Why did I choose a common basically average boy to play with out of all the boys out there. It's not that I liked him. I only like Takahiro. I remembered how he spoke against me without groveling. Would have anyone dared to do this?
        "Oi usagi sama! Lunch!" I bristled in annoyance with the term sama. He would be punished. I smirked thinking about what I might do. He was on his guard, so I probably couldn't do any of that right now, sadly. But I'll be the most evil English teacher ever. He would beg me to be nicer, and I would take him as a price. Then slowly we would– suddenly a thought occurred to me. This would be the perfect idea for a new series. Plus Aikawa would appreciate its originality. I smirked. I'll forgive the brat, he just gave me a great and very erotic idea.
"Usagi!" Misaki called again a little more loudly. I huffed and paused my train of thought.
" jeez, Misaki, ever heard of patience?" I snickered as I watched him curse the potatoes.
"Don't judge my cooking! They aren't boiling fast enough!"
"Ever heard the phrase, watching potatoes cook doesn't speed it up? Also why would you force me to come down if lunch wasn't ready?"
"I asked you to come down so you can take out dishes for us," answered Misaki.
"Fine," I sighed. "But I expect one kiss per dish." After what happened next, I felt the emotion fright for the very first time. Misaki shot a fork at me and it sprouted exactly in the middle of my toes. "Don't get your hopes up!" He snapped. I growled. "You realize I could sue you right?"

Even though I couldn't see Misaki's face. I could tell he was Petrified. I chuckled. "Don't worry I won't." He visibly relaxed.

*time skip*

We sat opposite from each other. I was reading some of the practice tests he had done and was incredibly impressed. It has been so long since I've seen scores this low before.

Misaki looked so incredibly nervous. He should be, he's never going to cut it. I smiled to myself. Good, I could never like someone with skills this questionable.

"Why do you even think about Mitsuhashi?" I muttered.

Misaki sat across from me, not meeting my eyes. "It's the only college I'll ever think about going to, so I'm not changing my dream." He said flatly.

"Last time you said cooking was your dream?" I recalled. Misaki blushed.

I snickered. "You lied didn't you."

He slammed his hands on the table. "Oh shut up!" He snapped.

I admired his eagerness to stick up for himself.

"Look this is for Takahiro. So I'm not planning to give up until you either die, or get in."

Misaki eyes shone, and he stood up in a dramatic pose. "And I shall not rest until I have made an A on every practice test!"

"Cut the drama," I deadpanned. "You've got a long way to go."

Guess what!! I'm not dead!! I just couldn't think of a way to make this original, and not just copy Junjou romantica, like ZeeStar30 !!!He/she/it/they(idk) makes every story a little different from the anime and adds a different plot line too. This is why you're amazing!!!! I finally thought about it and I came up with: what if Sumi isn't Misaki's friend? He bullies Misaki out of jealousy(and obviously Usagi helps him) so that's how it's gonna go! I won't take that much of a break next time... I'm sowwy!