Hi Everybody! This is my second fanfic, first actual story that's not a oneshot and first angst, as well. Please review and let me know how I do so I can improve on my other chapters! Thanks!


It had started with the holding of hands, stargazing together, dates at the tennis courts and amusement parks, chaste kisses.

But when Fuji closed the door of some guy's car and walked back to their house smelling of a foreign cologne for the nth time, Ryoma knew his world was spinning out of control.

The door slammed shut, Fuji taking off his shoes and gently laying them next to the door. He turned, surprised to see Ryoma standing in front of him. A gentle smile graced his face, but it was impossible to tell if it was genuine or not.

"Ryoma." Fuji nodded at him, and without another word, swept past him and into their room. "Are you coming?"

Ryoma walked into the room behind him. He noticed the fetid smell of cologne that Fuji would never wear. He noticed when Fuji edged away from him as he lay down on the pillow. And he noticed that as the thrill between them had been disintegrating, so had their relationship. One of them had to walk away, and he decided it would be him.

"Syuusuke?"

"Hmmm, Ryoma?"

"Syuusuke." Ryoma sat up in the bed, swinging his legs over the edge and standing up. "I- I can't do this anymore. I know you don't love me anymore. Honestly, I don't know if you ever did, and yet I was still stupid enough to follow you into this. I don't want to be hurt anymore." Ryoma stood, shaking, as Fuji slowly turned on the bed, resting his head on his palm. He knew that, deep in his heart, he still wanted Fuji to be with him, to apologize and say that he would never leave him again. But his heart froze as he heard Fuji's answer.

"Ryoma, you're right. Don't get me wrong, I felt the same thrill that you did, that first day playing on the courts. I felt the electricity running through me when we played tennis, and after, when we kissed. But if we didn't have tennis, I don't even think that we would be in a relationship. I don't think there was anything under the thrill, so I'm glad you feel the way I do." Fuji smiled. Everything he had said was a teesy-tiny bit harsh, but the truth was the truth, right?

And because he had convinced himself that he had done right, he wasn't sure what the pain in his heart was as Ryoma slammed the door shut for the last time.