One shot. Suddenly got this and don't want to wait to post. I want to play with this idea: Fuji can be very oblivious too, sometimes.

Misunderstanding

"Fuji, please?" The pleading voice on his phone didn't make him feel commiserated but annoyed instead.

"Nioh, I can't! I'm busy right now."

"But I can't ask anyone else right now. You are my best friend, aren't you?"

"No, you are not." Fuji snapped. He put stacks of folders to his colleagues' table and handed them one by one with his mobile phone confined between his shoulder and head awkwardly.

"I am mad at him but I want to explain this to him, too but I am afraid I will be very impatient and rushing. It will be bad for us, right?" Nioh chuckled bitterly.

"You can find someone else to do this."

"But nobody understand about this matter better than you, I talk about him and our life only to you, because you can keep your mouth shut very well."

Fuji raised his brows, "You are aware that I am a journalist, aren't you? Shutting my mouth is not my specialty."

He heard Nioh chuckled again, "Yeah but who responds about our privacy life, my hot and private sex life, like we are merely talking about the weather. You didn't even bat or blinked when I talked about it last time."

"It's not a surprise for a man like you but seriously Nioh, I don't know your partner, hell, I even never met him before." Fuji said between his gritted teeth.

"It's better than nothing, right?"

"I'm sorry to say this Nioh but it's not my business. Talk to him, you are the expert here. What do you expect me to do?" He saw his boss calling for him.

They bickered while insulting each other till Nioh cut, "Forget it, then. Let me alone and rotten away." Nioh sighed. Fuji glanced at his boss and gathered his reports from the table and marched to the secluded cubicle they used as a meeting spot.

"Fine. Just send me the address, I have an empty schedule tomorrow after lunch, I will try to talk to him.."

"That's good, puri.."

"But don't expect me to help much, this is the last time, you hear me? I don't want to be involved in your...bedroom problems after this. Find another person to disturb, will you?" He heard Nioh chuckled, "Okay, this time is better than nothing. Thanks, buddy. I will introduce you to a hottie next time we meet."

"Leave me alone... Just make sure he will come tomorrow, I don't want to wait and talk too long to a stranger. I am busy, got it?"

"Aye aye, Sir." with that Fuji hang up the phone and rushed to his boss, his work was more important and urgent than Nioh's sex life.

###

Fuji glanced at the phone, he was right on time and stepped to enter their meeting point, a cafe near his workplace, he stopped when he realized one thing, he didn't know Nioh's partner. He heard from Nioh about this man which so suffocating for Fuji but he never met him before. That, was really troublesome. He recalled all his conversations with the silvernette and trying to remember the man's features, he definitely said something about stern looking man with..glasses, what else? He stared blankly at the handle, there were many men with similar characteristics, he sighed, what else?

"Ah, right. He has brown hair." Fuji nodded confidently and opened the door.

"Welcome, how many people?" a waitress approached him. "Ah.." Fuji scanned through the cafe and found his target, next to the window, two seats away from him. "My friend is waiting there." He said finally.

"What would you like to drink?" she smiled kindly.

"Coffee. Black coffee, please." He was so in need of that thick and bitter drink, his works were though and he almost missed the deadline, thanks to Nioh. Yet, he couldn't refuse the silvernette's request.

He took the seat across the bespectacled brunette and sighed inwardly, "You are early. Have you been long?" Fuji smiled.

The bespectacled man shifted his attention from thick book he was occupied with and stared at Fuji in confusion. "No." He said hesitantly.

Fuji smiled at the man but at inside his heart was thumping loudly and his stomach stirred up, the man was very handsome. His brown hair was shining under the sun, his skin was healthy tone and his eyes were the most beautiful tint of brown.

Fuji cleared his throat, he was his friend's boyfriend, he mustn't pay too much attention to him, "Well, let's get to the point, shall we?" He asked quickly, he didn't want to spend too much time with this stranger, he was too distracting.

"I.."

"Just let me talk first, okay? I will make it short for both of us are busy and I hope you can forgive him after this."

The man raised his brows, he hadn't said anything and Fuji could see a curve at the tip of his lips, he must be imagined it since there was no way a stoic man like him would smile, even so to Fuji who he didn't know. Fuji cursed, he wouldn't fall for his friend's lover, no way.

"Alright." He said with his deep voice, Fuji tried not to shiver in delight when he heard it.

Okay, when should he start?

"Nioh sends me to talk to you. I know you won't agree with this method but he is too desperate and too afraid to come." Fuji placed his bag on the table. "I know I shouldn't help him too but he does loves you that he is afraid to lose you."

The bespectacled man in front of him blinked but didn't say anything, "Look, I know you are still mad at him but he didn't have any choices."

Fuji stared at his hands on the table, "Well, I might not be suitable for giving you advice since I have never been a serious relationship before but I am sure everything will work out if you can put both of you in priority. A relationship means two people as one, you are not in your own anymore, you have someone next to you who needs your love and attention."

The man put the book aside and sipped his warm tea, "When I say he loves you, he truly does. He has never talked about someone as he does about you. It's the first time...he felt nervous when you met for the first time, he is a jokester while you are a fine man. He felt inferior to you." Fuji chuckled, "Can you imagine it? Nioh feels inferior to someone. I don't want to believe it at first but I think I know why now." Fuji bit his lips and blushed a little.

"He talks to me about you almost everyday and although I feel honored, it can be very annoying thing, too. He can't stop talk and praise you. Fortunately, I can convince him to confess, hoping that he will stop and leave me alone." He shook his head.

"But you are wrong." He heard Nioh's boyfriend stated.

"Yeah, you are right. He is attached to my advice, he calls even more often. He tells me, he wants to cuddle, he wants to caress, he wants to...erm..kiss and so on." Fuji sighed.

"He is very vexatious, I think. It must trouble you a lot." The bespectacled man said.

"Maa.. But we don't talk about me here, we talk about your relationship with Nioh." Fuji said. "Can you forgive him this time? He doesn't mean harm with those." Fuji blurted.

The man sat across him tilted his head, clearly lost in the conversation. "It's about the toys." Fuji blushed.

"It was my idea. Nioh asked for my advice at the...bedroom." He lowered his head, "I didn't mean to give such idea but Nioh was very annoying so I told him about the toys."

"Toys?"

"Yes, the one he bought that night. I swear I don't mean it..I never thought that Nioh would follow my stupid joke." Fuji covered his face with his hands and let it slid down.

"Did he... overdo it?" Fuji asked half in concern and half in curiosity.

After trying to catch Fuji's messy points, the man finally understood what he meant, "Actually.."

"Sorry for the wait, here's your black coffee. Do you need anything else?" The kind waitress asked, Fuji shook his head and smiled, "No. Thank you." So the woman left the men alone.

Thanks to the distraction Fuji could handle his embarrassment and handled his composure. Fuji clenched his fists and stared directly to the man.

"So, what I want to say is I apologize to what happens to both of you. Your problems are caused by my mistake and I truly apologize and ask for your forgiveness." He bowed as low as he could at his position.

He heard the man shifted at his seat, "You are.."

And this time Fuji's phone rang, "Pardon me." He gestured his phone and the man nodded. "What's it Koujiro? I'm busy at this moment."

"Sorry, Fuji. But this one is really, really important. My life in on line here."

Fuji sighed, "What is it?"

"We get a chance to interview a famous tennis player, Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

Fuji frowned, "Who? Tezuka.."

"Tezuka Kunimitsu!"

"Yeah, so what with this Tezuka Kunimitsu?"

"What? You really don't know about him? Where are you living at actually? How can you don't know about this awesome man! He is the most famous tennis player at this moment! He is the most wanted athlete! He refuses to have interview with any magazine and it's our chance!"

"Okay, so he is famous and all but what is the relation with me? I am a nature journalist and it's you who are an expert at the sport section." Saeki continued to bombarded him with the athlete's informations, Fuji answered half-heartedly and nodded here and there till he realized it wouldn't end soon so he excused himself from the man. The man nodded so he took his schedule book from his bag, raised from his seat and walked out of the cafe, out of the man's hearing range but was still visible from the big transparent window.

"Why do you need me to do it? I know nothing about this man let alone about tennis, are you going to put me on embarrassment and shattering our magazine's reputation?" He sighed deeply.

"But.. It's a very important and rare chance!"

"Why don't you do it yourself?"

"I want to! But it will be held in two days and I am going to cover ice-hockey final match tomorrow, I won't be back until this Sunday. I would have done it myself if I could!"

"Where are your colleagues? You definitely not that short handed, right?"

"No way, they are either too inexperienced or too busy. I can't ruin our reputation as you said before and let the star be interviewed by those amateurs." He snorted.

Fuji looked back to the cafe, "Alright. You arrange the appointment, I will cover it for you."

"Really?! That's good! I owe you one!" He could imagine Saeki doing his victory dance across the phone.

"Actually you owe my friend one since I have to finish his problem quickly so I can't talk to you too long."

"You and your kind acts, oh, but I can't protest too much since I am one of your kind acts too."

"Just give me update, ok? See ya." He closed the phone and went back to the cafe.

###

A phone rang not long after the slender man stepped out of the cafe, the stoic man took out his ringing phone and answered flatly.

"Where are you? We have a meeting in half hour."

He flicked his eyes to the big clock on the wall across him, "Hn.. I am in the middle of something." His eyes caught a flat small rectangular plastic card on the floor. He took it and at the top of the card was written in capital Weekend Journal.

"Our sponsor needs you to do an interview. I tell them you won't do it but they insist, the chief of the magazine is a good friend of our sponsor so he really wish you to accept."

"Which magazine?" He asked suddenly.

The voice answered hastily, "I will tell them you won't do it, sorry. See you at the appointment, maybe?" He laughed nervously.

"Oishi." The man stopped his indistinct talk.

"Yes?"

"Tell them, I won't do it unless it's Fuji Syusuke." he stared at the man who talked in frustration with someone across the phone.

Oishi felt silent for a moment, "I understand. I will send the schedule when it's fixed." Oishi had learned it was wiser not to question the man's decision.

"Hn.." and the phone ended.

###

"I'm sorry, there's something urgent." Fuji sat back.

The brunette handed over something to the smaller man, "Oh my! It's my business id card! Where do you find it?"

"It fell down when you took your scheduler and went out."

"That's very careless of me. Thank you very much, I will get a big problem if I lose it."

"Hn.."

Fuji stored the card in his bag securely, "So..where are we?"

"Ah.. Actually.."

But before the man could say anything, someone was approaching them and greeted them, "Excuse me but are you friend of Nioh Masaharu?"

Fuji glanced to the new man next to the table, he stared at the man and then back to the man across him till a new realization washed over him.

Brown hair.

Glasses.

Stern looking man.

He shifted his gaze back and forth between the two men, they have same physical characteristics but obviously the new man was the one he had talk to.

"I am Yagyuu Hiroshi. Nioh said he wanted to talk to me here but he didn't appear, I didn't mean to eavesdropping but your conversation with this gentleman picked my curiosity since you talk about my boyfriend."

Fuji opened and closed his mouth several times but no words were said, he was too stunned, too embarrassed and too disoriented to answer.

"I.. I thought.."

"I saw you enter the cafe at first since you were glancing around to find someone but I never thought you are Nioh's friend and from your conversation I learned that Nioh sends you to talk to me. I want to tell you soon but there are too many obstacles and I even try to talk to you just now but you walk pass by me as if I am air."

And now Fuji completely aware of his mistake, his huge and un-fixable mistake. He presumed the gentleman with brown tousled hair was his friend's boyfriend.

Why didn't you introduce yourself at first? Or at least ensure his identity?

Fuji blushed hard, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. I don't suppose to do this to both of you. I can't blame anyone or anything, it's truly my mistake." He bowed.

Oh, kill me now!

Yagyuu smiled, "Don't mind it, I heard long enough and I think I will make up with the prankster bastard. He will love this when I tell him. Have a good day." He bowed politely and left Fuji alone with the totally stranger.

Fuji didn't dare to stare at the man so he glanced quickly before shifted his gaze toward the table, his coffee was long forgotten.

He mumbled a while but nothing was formed well to be heard. The man glanced at the clock and raised from his seat suddenly, Fuji followed him with his stare.

"Well, I think this problem is solved. I tried to tell you but as Yagyuu said before, there were too many distractions."

"I'm sorry for troubling you." Fuji bit his lips and cursed himself. "I hope you can forgive me. I won't appear in front of you anymore."

He truly hoped that he wouldn't meet this man no matter what since he showed the man his clumsiness and foolishness. Oh, if there was a big hole next to him, he would gladly crawled into it and never went out anymore.

"But that will be a problem." He heard the man commented.

"Huh?" Fuji blinked dumbfoundedly.

"I look forward to our meeting in next two days and this time you can explain to me about the toys preferably in more detailed and show me how to use it, perhaps?" He smirked and Fuji couldn't help but to blushed harder because of the handsome face and also because of his provocative words.

The bespectacled stranger took their bill and his belongings, then paid at the cashier before leaving the cafe and Fuji alone.

"I can't believe it! Tezuka Kunimitsu visited our cafe! Fortunately, I have asked his autograph! I will show it to my friends and I am sure they will be very jealous!" The waitress giggled delightfully.

Fuji glanced back to his warm coffee, Tezuka Kunimitsu? It sounded familiar.

Wait!

Tezuka Kunimitsu?!

Hahaha.. It's a bit crack fic, forgive me but I love this. What do you think