Title: Driving Lessons?
Author: Neerod in ffnet/ dhorz in LJ
Ship: TezuFuji
Genres: Comedy, romance
Rating: K+
Summary: Fuji asks Tezuka for driving lessons. The problem is, Tezuka doesn't know how to drive. For yoshikochan, in response to prompt.
Disclaimer: If I were Konomi, I would have made them officially married.
A/N: Since none in my family knows how to drive (it's actually a common thing in my country), I decided to just forget about Tezuka actually teaching driving lessons. Yoshikochan, I hope this is good. Thank you for the prompt!
"How about driving?" Fuji suddenly mused one day over lunch.
"What about it?" Tezuka asked.
"Teach me how."
Tezuka nearly choked on his food. But being Tezuka, he managed to conceal it, at the same time keeping his stoic expression intact. "Your sister can teach you."
"No she can't."
"Of course she can—she owns a car."
"No she can't," Fuji insisted.
"I don't know how to drive, Fuji," Tezuka pointed out, already suspicious of Fuji's motives.
Fuji looked thoughtful. "Ah, of course. Of course you can't!"
"What does that mean?"
"You can't teach me at all!" Fuji said in a mock whine.
"Then ask your sister," Tezuka suggested calmly, although he wondered why Fuji had asked him, of all people—he was just fourteen, carless and clueless. He pushed up his glasses and continued, "She'll make time for you."
"Nee-san is busy, and besides, she has a boyfriend."
"Ask her anyway."
"Teach me, Tezuka."
"I told you, I don't know how to drive."
"You can read books, and then you tell me."
"…That's not going to work."
"It will, of course. We'll make it work," Fuji declared, a very familiar smile on his lips.
At that, Tezuka's brows arched. Suspicion confirmed. "Are you planning something?" he asked bluntly.
"Oh no, I'm not." Fuji kept grinning.
Somehow, he couldn't keep it secret whenever he planned something naughty for Tezuka. Tezuka always figured it out, since Fuji gave it away himself.
"It's a car," Tezuka said.
"So? We don't drive tables."
"Yes we don't. But it's driving lessons, Fuji." This was giving him a headache.
"So? I asked you to teach me."
"The last time I taught you something…" Tezuka's voice trailed off; he couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence.
"We ended up making out on the couch," Fuji said proudly. (1)
His grin was impossibly wide.
Tezuka glared. "No! I won't teach you anything more."
"But we'll be using a car, Tezuka!" Fuji pointed out, as if it mattered.
Well, it actually did.
"So you suppose," Tezuka said, "that we'll get to make out on the backseat, then?"
Fuji batted his eyelashes.
Tezuka flushed, turned away. Of course he was right.
End
(1) Is actually a reference to "Kinds of Forces", one of my fics. But you don't need to read it. The point is, it is a story about a study session gone crazy. XD
So, Yoshikochan, I hope this satisfies the prompt (and you!) And I hope you readers loved this one too.
Reviews are L-O-V-E-D.