Don't let go of that hand... (BoyxBoy) Junjou Romantica fanfiction +18

Chapter 2 "Voice of an angel"

“Is there a limit to how much you can love somebody? No matter how much I hurt him or get hurt by him, I find myself far from hating him. Actually hoping those wounds will scar, like burns… Because then you can never forget me. Loving someone so madly and helplessly like this… I will never love like this again.”

Chapter 2

Emerald met amethyst as Akihiko approached the boy, walking with undeniable grace. The other men around the brunet turned their heads to meet the author's gaze, and they quickly moved back as they recognized that man as the successful and famous novelist, the great lord Usami Akihiko. Their somewhat frightened expressions boosted Akihiko's ego and he realized that it wouldn't be too hard for him to get the boy alone.

When he was only a few steps away from the teen, he stopped and flashed him a gentle, but slightly forced smile. "That was a great performance," he complimented as he kept looking into those big round eyes. Normally, the author hated looking into someone's eyes, but the brunet wore such a kind expression that he simply couldn't look away from him.

"Ah, t-thank you!" the boy stuttered cutely, a rosy color tainting his cheeks as he shyly averted his gaze. Akihiko chuckled at this shy behavior, feeling strangely attracted to the stranger. "Uhm…my name is Takahashi Misaki," the teen continued, bowing politely, "It's nice to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine," Akihiko replied, a little too smoothly to his own liking, "I'm Usami Akihiko." Not showing his confusion and shock, he studied Misaki carefully, noticing that the boy really didn't look a thing like Takahiro. "Please correct me if I'm wrong, but do you happen to have a brother named Takahiro?"

Upon hearing that name, Misaki froze, his eyes widening drastically. "You know Nii-chan?" he asked, then stared at the man intensely, "Have we met before, Usami-san?" His brows furrowed in thought and he put his fist to his mouth, trying to remember his conversations with his brother. "I don't think that Nii-chan's ever mentioned your name."

"Well, you're brother never uses my real name; he always calls me 'Usagi'."

Misaki's eyes shot up, as if the name had triggered something in his brain. "Yeah, that name does sound familiar. So then, you're that writer who's been friends with my brother since high school?" When Akihiko nodded, the brunet smiled sweetly. "He's told me quite a lot about you." At this, the author cocked an eyebrow, wondering what Takahiro had told his younger brother, but he chose to pay no mind to it.

"Are you aware that Takahiro is very worried about you?" Akihiko asked, trying to steer the conversation. He wanted to know why Misaki had left his brother and how he ended up working in a place like this. "He told me that you disappeared after he introduced you to his girlfriend."

The men who were watching the couple from afar seemed to be too interested in the matter, making Misaki feel rather uncomfortable. "Usami-san, would you mind if we have a seat and then continue our conversation? I don't like it when people are eavesdropping." Shyly, he played with a cord from his hoodie while his gaze was fixed on the floor. This was a sign for the author that the teen was indeed feeling very uneasy, so he complied with his wishes.

"Sure," he replied casually, "You can go pick a seat while I get us something to drink. Is sake okay with you?"

'Wait, is he trying to get me drunk?!' Misaki asked in his head, but quickly shook the thought off, 'Don't be so ridiculous, self. Not every guy is like that.'

"Misaki-kun?"

"Ah, sorry! You really don't have to get me anything."