I couldn't think of anything to write for my next story so I just wrote whatever came to mind, which was a whole lot of gibberish but managed to focus on one idea lol. I hope you enjoy!!! Please rate!!!

I DO NOT OWN JUNJO ROMANTICA

Chapter One

"Misaki, where are you going?" Usagi-san asked while typing away at his laptop. He had yet to finish his manuscript, and knew that Aikawa would come pick it up in the morning so he had to speed it up.

"Oh I'm just going to the store. We're out of milk. I'll just be a few minutes."

"Why don't you go in the morning? It's late and I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Don't worry. This wouldn't be the first time going this late. I'll be right back."

Usagi-san gave Misaki a stern look and got up from his desk. Just as he was about to stop Misaki, just inches away from grabbing him, Misaki shot out of the room with quick speed, almost hitting his face because his foot got caught in the door.

As Misaki arrived at the elevator, he pushed the button as quickly as he can. He could feel Usagi-san's dark aura, knowing that he was angry with him for disobeying him. Now Misaki was afraid to come back to the penthouse because Usagi-san would be waiting for his return.

Stupid Usagi-san Misaki thought as he rode the elevator. When Misaki exited the building, he looked up at the sky, admiring the beautiful night. As he walked to the store, which was about two blocks down and around the corner, he began to think about his relationship with Usagi-san.

Why is he so controlling? It's like I can't do anything without getting his permission! I mean come on! I'm 19 years old but he treats me like a child. I know that he cares for my safety but it ridiculous!

As Misaki kept processing these thoughts into his head, he didn't realize that there was a car following him. Just as he was about to cross the street, the car swerved right, almost hitting Misaki.

"Baka!!! Watch where you're going!!!" He yelled. His anger suddenly changed to fear when he saw a middle-aged man come out the car, running towards him. Just when Misaki was about to make a run for it, the man caught him. Misaki struggled to get away from him but he was just too strong.

What do I do? Are they really trying to kidnap me? Maybe I should have listened to Usagi-san. Wait! Maybe this is his doing. He's probably just wanted to teach me a lesson. But would he really go that far?

Misaki, unsure of what to do, screamed for Usagi-san. He didn't know why but he felt that maybe, Usagi-san would sense that he was in danger and would come to his rescue.

"Shut up you brat," the man said. After a moment of struggling, he heard someone yell from the car.

"Hey Kiba! We have to go!" Misaki felt like his heart was about to pop out of his chest. If he was going to die, he didn't want for it to end like this.

"I'm trying but this kid just won't stay still," the guy handling Misaki said.

Oh you expect me to just let you take me away and pretend that all is well? Misaki wanted to punch the guy in his face.

Suddenly Misaki managed to get away from the man by stomping really hard on his foot. The man, Kiba, gave a loud cry. Misaki started to run back towards the penthouse. Tears started to escape from his eyes, which made it harder to see since his vision became a bit blurry.

As he reached the door, he began to fumble with the doorknob.

"Why won't this damn door open?!" Then he realized that he needed the keys to open it, which were sitting right on the table at the house.

Shit!

Misaki started ringing the doorbell. Hopefully Usagi-san wouldn't ignore it and actually answer it this time.

"Come on! Usagi-san open the damn door!"

"What do you want?" Usagi-san sounded annoyed.

"Usagi-san! Help me!!! Hurry up and open the door!"

"Misaki?…"

Just then Misaki was caught by the man again. He thought it was Kiba but it turned out to be the driver.

"You bastard. You thought you could get away?"

Just then the man covered Misaki's mouth with a cloth, and as Misaki struggled to get away, he felt his body becoming weak. Suddenly everything was going dark.

I never got the chance to tell Usagi-san that I loved him Misaki thought as tears were running down his face. Then he was out.

Once then man felt Misaki's body go limp, he dragged the young boy towards the car, putting him in the back and drove off.