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August 25 – Day 2: cooking/rest Disclaimer: I don’t own Junjou Romantica. All characters are the property of Shungiku Nakamura. No profit is made from the writing of this story. ************************************* Akihiko bit back a curse as the hot pan clattered noisily onto the stove. Giving his oven mitts a dark look, he threw them off onto the counter. Black smoke wafted up from the pan, giving testimony to the state of tonight’s dinner. Running a hand through his hair in frustration, he spared a glance at the clock. Almost time for Misaki to be home from work. He gave his creation a withering look and sighed in disgust. There was no way in hell that was edible. The older man could almost envision his lover’s reaction. Green eyes twitched with disgusted awe in his mind’s eye. It was best just to go ahead and give it a decent burial right now before the younger man came home and discovered it. Just then he heard the front door open and Misaki announce that he was home. Thinking

August 24 – Day 1: beach/summer Disclaimer: I don’t own Junjou Romantica. All characters are the property of Shungiku Nakamura. No profit is made from the writing of this story. **************************************** “I knew when I met you an adventure was going to happen.” Misaki threw open the patio doors to their suite at the Shigira, basking in the warm ocean breeze that flowed in. Trust Usagi-san to spare no expense when Misaki had expressed a desire to see the ocean. But as he took in the scenery surrounding him, he didn’t have the heart to scold the older man like he usually did when he spent his money extravagantly. It really was beautiful here. And if Misaki were to be honest with himself, he was glad that he was sharing it with Usagi-san. “Like what you see?” The deep timbre of Usagi-san’s voice spoken near his ear almost made him jump. He hadn’t even heard him come up behind him. “It is beautiful.” Misaki agreed, as he turned to face his lover. “What do we do now?