Author's Note: I haven't written in forever. It was because I couldn't think of much I did want to write about. I went back and read some Junjou Romantica and was hit by some sudden inspiration! So here goes it.

Usagi sat on the couch looking throw a million books as usual. He needed some sources for his next big novel. After one turned into a movie life got more hectic. Now I could barely be seen with him. Whenever a reporter asked something of me "I was just getting tutored by him." It was starting to get annoying. Things at our new home had been great though. We had a nice new house in a more secluded town and weren't constantly bothered by people who wanted to drop by.

Still...Usagi hadn't paid much attention to me lately. He barely made it to breakfast in time and would read through dinner. I was beginning to get bored honestly. Usagi had never been a boring person until this whole work load. I put his coffee in front of him and grabbed all the plates that had began to stack up because of the late nights. With a sigh I walked to the kitchen and got started on my house duties for the day.

"Hey Usagi-san..."

"Hmm..." He wasn't even paying attention. I knew just the thing to say though.

"I was just wondering how you would ever react if I cheated on you." That got his attention. He dropped his book and stared at me open mouthed. "What? I was just asking." I turned away not liking what I had gotten myself into as always.

"Misaki why would you ask something like that suddenly?" He reached for a cigarette. For the first time in a long time he didn't have one.

"I was just curious. I never really thought about it. Never seemed like an option, or a choice I would make." I scrubbed away at a perfectly clean dish. I couldn't look at him. "All that being cute would go to waste if I just cheated on you with any bimbo from off the street." I regretted the words once they slipped out my mouth. You see, sometimes I was extra adorable around Usagi because I could tell he liked it. Of course he didn't miss a beat.

"What?" He picked up his book and placed it on the table.

"Oh nothing. Nothing at all."

"Didn't sound like nothing to me Misaki." Crap!

"Just saying it would be stupid to risk our whole relationship that's all. Already hard enough with all those creeps always wanting to know about you. You'd think they'd never heard of google." Ramble. Ramble. Ramble.

Now that I thought of it I never did consider cheating. I mean I found other people attractive, but not once have I ever considered betraying Usagi like that. Maybe if it was the writer of the Kan...no! Not for anyone. That guy was pretty nice though. And not a sexual harasser. But not Usagi either.

"What are you thinking about?" No sense in lying.

"Well if I was to cheat on you they'd have to be a pretty great person. Like the...no one." I went back to scrubbing the nonexistent dirt on the plate.

"Like who?"

"No one. You'd kill them anyway." I put the dishes away. "You might as well get back to work Usagi-san." I traveled around the house cleaning things up and trying to avoid the fact that Usagi was following me.

"Like who?" Grrr.

"Like an actor or something I guess...or a famous Manga writer." Usagi caught on right away.

"That guy!" Again he reached for a cigarette he didn't have.

"What guy?" I played dumb pretty well.

"I don't want you getting ideas. Nevermind." I laughed.

"Usagi I think I'd be stupid to be with anyone else when I have someone they can't possibly measure up to. Now get back to work. I'll go to the store." I walked out before he could grab me. More like sprinted but whatever. That's what I got for being gushy.

I'd just gotten in the store when I spotted Kamijou-demon with that tall guy from the flower shop, Nowaki, and they were holding hands. I grabbed a cart and pushed it toward them. They happened to be in the way. I would get Usagi to eat peppers soon enough. He always tricked me some sort of way, but I'd make him. When the demon spotted me he pulled away from the insanely tall guy. I wish I was tall. It seemed like everyone around me was.

"Hi Professor Kamijou." I grabbed some peppers. "Hi Nowaki."

"Hi Misaki! You haven't gotten flowers in awhile." Nowaki was as cheerful as ever.

"I haven't been able to work much. I'd rather not ask for money either." I examined the peppers and tossed them in my cart. I looked up in time to see Usagi walking over. "Usagi-san what are you doing here?"

"You forgot the money." I checked my pockets only to find out he was right.

"Oh! You're a lifesaver Usagi-san."

His gaze was directed toward the cart. "I hate these." He picked up the peppers and put them back.

"Usagi-san! I have to cook so let me cook what I want!" I reached on my toes to get the peppers, but of course I was too short. "You act like I can't just get more." I walked over to the shelf to pick out new peppers and was lifted off my feet.

"Try and get them now."

"Hey! Stupid! Put me down!" No amount of kicking or punching would work. Apparently I hit like a girl according to Usagi.

"You're making quite a scene." I looked around and found a bunch of people staring. Great. "Oh hey, Hiroki. And...?"

"Nowaki." I mumbled.

"You know him?" Why was he all angry now?

"He works at the flower shop." I was hanging upside down forcibly staring into Kamijou-demon's face.

"Hiroki you always fall for the soft ones."

"Always? since when has this happened!" If I made a scene I had no clue what Kamijou-demon did. I guess summoned the looks of every creature on the planet.

"Better stay away from my boyfriend Hiroki."

"Your?" He looked from me to Usagi. "No!"

"Hehehe. Well you see..." I decided to keep quiet instead. I always got myself into the worst situations by talking when my gut instinct was to shut up. "Can you put me down? I'm getting naseous staring at the ground from this high up." Usagi put me down like I was three years old. I would've yelled at him but my stomach actually did hurt. "I need to sit down." I plopped down in the middle of the aisle with my head between my knees.

"Are you okay?" Nowaki was next to me in a second. He'd be a great doctor.

"Yeah. Haven't good enough sleep lately. Gotta finish my homework still and cook leaves...five hours I think." I was mumbling more to myself than anyone else. Lately I'd been feeling worse and worse no matter how much time I'd cut out of my schedule. Usagi worked more so the loneliness wasn't helping. How did a simple conversation lead me running out of the house and ending up like this? I just had to ask what Usagi might do if I ever cheated.

"Misaki?' Usagi was shaking me a little. I was sure he'd called me a couple times but I couldn't seem to answer.

"Eh?" Was all I could manage. I was tired and lonely. I felt stupid because I couldn't keep up with anything no matter how hard I tried. And no matter how much I smiled I didn't feel better. My face just hurt. "Right shopping." I got to my knees before I was out of breath. "You can shop Usagi-san. I will just stay here for a little."

"Something wrong here?" A familiar voice. Ah. Sumi. Just the thing I needed at this moment in time...