A/N: This is just a collection of short drabbles I wrote for my friends in Facebook. They are mostly OC stories, depending on the requests. I also put in my head cannons for each character.

Tezuka Kunimitsu x Oc named Tamiko

Prompt: Closet

If there was something that Tezuka currently regrets͵ that is for letting Fuji talk him in agreeing to this small tennis camp with the girl's team a month before graduation.

What came over him when he agreed to it, he didn't know. But it was always better to agree to the sadistic Tensai than face his wrath when not given what he wants. Fuji was evil in that way.

And now, he regrets it more as he sat there in the middle of an almost empty room with all of the boy's and girl's team regulars. A hat was sitting in front of him as everyone was anxiously waiting for him to draw a single paper from it. He metally cursed his team mates before pulling out a piece of paper.

Clearing his throat, he looked at the girl three seats on his left. "Tamiko..."

The girls literally "Ohhh"ed and "Ahhh"ed while at the same time giggling. How was that possible? Tezuka wouldn't want to know.

Silently, Tezuka stood up and emotionlessly walked towards the lone closet on the far corner of the room.

"Remember Tezuka, seven minutes." Fuji reminded him.

"Aa.." He looked back at the girl who was clumsily shuffling her way towards him as he adjusted his glasses.

"Don't let your guard down Tezuka~Nya" Kikumaru teased while the others laughed. Fuji was giving him a smile that almost made him shiver, note the word almost, as he closed the door, locking Tezuka and Tamiko inside the small and cramped broom closet.

"Umm.. Tezuka-san.." Tamiko started. "Can you move a bit?"

Tezuka tried to move back, but this just caused a huge box to fall on him which pushed him further to Tamiko who suddenly squealed loudly at the sudden closeness.

"Tezuka-san.."

"Hn.. I can't move further."

"Oh.." Tamiko blushed. "I.. I think there's a switch somewhere.." She then moved her hands towards the wall and tried to feel the switch. "Ah! Here it is.."

If it was to blush even further, Tamiko did as she just realized how really close Tezuka was now that the lights were on. One wrong move and they would be lying on the floor with Tezuka on top of her.

Tezuka just stared at her. This situation just made him to regret more on coming to this useless camp. He was after all just a teenage boy. Despite what everyone says, he does have hormones, he just chose to ignore it and concentrate on tennis. But now, being stuck inside a closet with a really pretty girl who he knows he likes, in a very 'close' position. Tezuka's mind was starting to go haywire, but of course, his face was as blank and neutral as always.

A few minutes, but felt like hours to Tezuka, Tamiko started to squirm which made things more harder, uncomfortable and awkward to him. "Don't move." He said in his most stern and strict voice.

"So-sorry.. " Tamiko squeaked and shuffled one last time before her eyes widened and her face turned as red as a Tomato. "Tezuka-san.. are you.. "

For the first time in Tezuka's life, he blushed and looked away. He was about to deny everything when he heard the door being unlocked.

As the door open, he inwardly sighed in relief. "Everyone, 50 laps around the house. Now." He crossed his arms as he got out of the closet glaring.

Everyone, even the still blushing Tamiko ran out of the room leaving him alone to follow his order.

Shaking his head, Tezuka then proceeded to the bathroom. He just wishes this camp would end soon.

-End-

Angel: My head Cannon Tezuka is just a regular boy who is too serious in tennis. Depite that, like any regular boys, he does gets his moments.