"Ahh! Oishi, hurry up! I... can't stand it anymore!"

"E-Eiji... hold on. Just let me stick it in."

A groan. "Oishiii... Unya...We have to hurry. Fujiko is waiting for me!"

"Wa—" A crash could be heard.

"Oishi! I told not to do that!" Eiji looked at the broken beaker before him. "Nya! Now Minouri-sensei will make us redo the experiment again!"

Oishi waved his arms frantically resulting in tossing the once chemical filled eyedropper away. "I'm sorry! You didn't get anything on you, right? Eiji... Oh, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life should you become incapable! It's my fault, a—"


Heads out of the gutter, people. Heads out of the gutter. xD

Disclaimer If we owned PoT, we would be Takeshi Konomi in Disguise... and I'm pretty sure there wouldn't be two Konomis.

Summary: Tezuka wouldn't be able to recognize someone seducing him if his life depended on it. Will Fuji be able to do it?


Fuji-sexual
Authors in Disguises
(R-chan and T-chan)

Chapter One


Fuji Syuusuke slowly and carefully climbed up the emergency stairs that lead to the roof, where his best friend would be waiting for him like he did everyday when it was lunchtime. Kikumaru Eiji loved to repeat over and over again "the higher, the better".

Of course, Fuji never complained about it. Without a sound, he reached the last step and held his breath. Not making any sound was the rule to staying alive, since Eiji had the bad habit of glomping him madly at the very first moment the acrobatics player was aware of his presence.

And this, without even caring if they were both going to fall down and die.

However, this time Eiji didn't glomp. He didn't even stand up or welcome him either. In fact, Eiji was so engrossed with watching something that he didn't even noticed his friend's arrival.

"Eiji, what are you doing?" Fuji questioned, walking toward the boy who was lying on his stomach.

"Look."

And that was the only response he got, along with a finger pointing towards… Tezuka Kunimitsu.


"Here, Tezuka-sama!"

As the giggling girl handed Tezuka a bottle of water, she added, "I thought you might need it. You looked so hot!"

The stoic captain nodded and accepted the gift with a polite "thank you".

The girl smiled brightly and leaned closer, "Oh, it's my pleasure, Tezuka-sama. But…maybe you'd wish to repay me?"

Her voice was barely above a whisper, but it didn't matter because she was now only inches away from his face.

"How about a match next practice?" Tezuka proposed, backing away.

The girl pouted. "Is that all I get?"

"Is that not enough?" the tennis player asked, raising an eyebrow.

Defeated, the girl shrugged. "Whatever. It's your loss."

And she walked away, leaving a confused Tezuka behind.


"Nyaah, Tezuka wouldn't be able to recognize someone seducing him even if his life depended on it!" Eiji commented.

"I mean… the girl was so pretty! And he didn't even get the hints she was giving him!"

Fuji merely smiled a smile that was of amusement. He did not see what was so strange about Tezuka's behaviour.

"Maybe he didn't want to get the hints?"

Eiji eyes grew wide in shock. Since Fuji was very smart, Eiji was used to believing him right away (even if sometimes it led to him feeling stupid because he did so).

"Hoi?! Do you mean that he's gay?"

Fuji shook is head negatively, "Gay means to be homosexual... I think Tezuka can't be sexual."

"Oooh!" the acrobatic boy whispered with a knowing look, "So what you really mean is that Tezuka is asexual, nya?"

The prodigy gently patted his best friend's head, smiling proudly, "Exactly!"

Kikumaru Eiji grinned back, yet it vanished as soon as it came. Eiji was in deep reflection.

"Fujiko," the red hair finally whined, "If he's asexual, then does that mean he won't have sex?"

Fuji tilted slightly his head to the side, trying to see where Eiji's logic was going, "Huh... right."

"But Fujikooo! Tezuka-buchou just needs to get laid!"

Anyone else would've choked on the declaration, but Fuji was aware that the innocence Kikumaru projected was nothing more then an act. But, Fuji did choke on the next part.

"That's why YOU need to do something for him."

"W...what?!" The light-brown haired boy stuttered, staring at his comrade in disbelief. "What can I possibly do for Tezuka?"

The red-haired teen grinned mischievously, "You can make him 'Fuji-sexual'!"

Fuji frowned slightly, though his smile didn't leave. "Saa… w- we're still in high school, Eiji. Besides, he's underaged."

"So are you!" Eiji countered, "And so am I! But did that ever stop us from doing illegal things?"

"Tezuka doesn't do illegal things. He walks on sidewalks, he never curses, he never insults anyone, and he always eats healthy foods," Fuji listed in an even tone, "Need I say more?"

"That's why he needs to get laid!"

The eternal smile faded and a sigh was released exasperatedly, "There's really no arguing with you, is there?"

The redhead shook his head energetically as he grinned a toothy smile, "Absolutely not when it's to help a friend!"

"You know, I don't know if Tezuka would appreciate whatever help you're thinking about…" Fuji stated sternly, though he was starting to find the request funny.

The hyper 17-year-old examined Fuji's features attentively, "Would you appreciate it?"

"Saa…" Fuji paused for a moment, "I guess I can help him. That's what friends are there for, right?"


To be continued…

This chapter was written by R-chan. Intro written by T-chan.

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