Disclaimer: PoTakeshi.

Summary: She was the sweet girl of summer holiday who never failed to visit him and make him feel happier in his old, lonely house. Kunikazu had always thought that maybe, -just maybe- this one would be the perfect match for his grandson. How could he let them meet, though? He didn't know.

Notes: It's really annoying when I can't stop thinking about a plot until I write it. So I decided to relieve my mind and put it up then update slowly, at least it would keep me sane.

I love Tezuka Kunikazu and wish that he was my own grandfather. Unfortunately, both of mine died long ago.

Please, let me know your thoughts.

Warnings: Genderbending, Fem!Fuji. Possibly, slightly OOC.

Tezuka Kunikazu, sitting on the porch of his house, watched the back of the brunette girl as she watered the plants surrounding his garden.

The girl turned around to turn off the water and saw him looking so she waved and gave him a bright smile. Kunikazu nodded to her with a soft smile.

She walked to him, still with her cheerful smile, her hair dancing with the breeze, "Would you like some tea, ojii-chan?"

"Ah."

"Then, I'll be back in a bit." The brunette stepped up and went to the kitchen after giving a tiny bow.

The old man gazed longingly at the sky upwards and sighed. It had been near nine years since his wife passed away, and he couldn't help but feel her warm presence in the house whenever this girl was around. She reminded him so much of his beloved; her smile, her kindness and her caring side. Everything in her since he first met her had made him develop a soft spot for her.

She was the sweet girl of summer holiday who never failed to visit him and make him feel happier in his old, lonely house. Kunikazu had always thought that maybe, -just maybe- this one would be the perfect match for his grandson. How could he let them meet, though? He didn't know.

"Sorry to make you wait!" her voice said from behind him after a couple of minutes and she sat down beside him, folding her knees under her body, and placed the tray in front of her. The brunette handed him a cup, still with her infectious smile, then took her own cup to slowly sip from it.

The white-haired man turned his head slightly so he could look at her profile. Her honey brown hair framed her face and fell down to her neck, her eyes closed in her natural calm state as she blew at the cup of tea in her hands to cool down. Her eyes opened slightly when she felt his stare at her and she turned her head to smile at him, her eyes that beautiful blue shade that resembled the ocean at its most peaceful times.

Just then, Kunikazu noticed that he hadn't stopped smiling at all. He returned his gaze to the garden and sipped his tea. The afternoon rolled down between them throwing the sky in various strokes of red and orange, the setting sun chasing the stream of light out of the sky to let night take place.

"Jaa," the brunette girl tapped her feet on the floor, checking that the straps of her sandals were tied right, ".. I'll see you tomorrow, ojii-chan."

Kunikazu nodded to her and patted her head, "Don't let your guard down."

She chuckled behind her hand, "Yes, I won't. I'll be careful on my way back home."

He nodded again, satisfied.

Her hand was opening the door when she turned to him again, eyes closed and lips pursed, "Oh, and, tomorrow, be ready when I come. I'm taking you out."

Kunikazu was curious. His much younger friend had taken him out times before, but there was something new each time, so what would it be tomorrow? He grunted, "I'll see you tomorrow..

.. Syuusuke-chan."

"I'm home!" Fuji exclaimed as she closed the door behind her. Yumiko, her older sister, greeted her back from the kitchen, "Welcome back, Syuu!"

The middle Fuji child took off her shoes and placed them neatly aside then walked into the kitchen, dropping a kiss on Yumiko's cheek before moving to drink some water.

"How was Tezuka-san today?" the older sister asked her with a smile as she stirred the stew on the oven.

Fuji hummed, "He seemed happier. He is doing well."

"You're going tomorrow, too?" the question was closer to be a statement than a real question, because the answer was already known. Three years of knowing the old man and her younger sister's quiet friendship made it easy for her to guess Fuji's whole day schedule in her mind correctly.

"Of course."

There was a comfortable pause between the two sisters, only the sound of boiling sauce filling the easy silence before Fuji spoke up again. "I'm taking ojii-chan out tomorrow."

"Oh? Where to?"

"I still haven't planned everything, but I wanted to take him to the new sushi restaurant."

Yumiko nodded, "Good choice. What other places have you thought of?"

"Still nothing. I thought about taking him to the botanical exhibition around, but I'm not sure yet."

The older female turned off the stove, then leaned her back against the counter, "I think that's good, too. He loves plants."

Fuji's smile widened, "That's what I thought."

Just then their younger brother, Yuuta, came downstairs and into the kitchen doorway, "Oh, hi, nee, you're back."

"Hello, Yuuta."

The young teen looked at Yumiko and said, "Mom called. She said they were going to come home after tomorrow."

"Okay. Both of you, if you could help me get the table ready for dinner?" and the younger siblings never thought of trying to say 'no', so they immediately moved to put down plates, cutlery and glasses and everything else needed for their meal.

Fuji looked up suddenly, "That's it! Can I bring ojii-chan here for dinner tomorrow?"

Yuuta raised an eyebrow, "You mean Tezuka-san?"

"Uhn!" she nodded enthusiastically, " I'm taking him out on a date tomorrow!"

The youngest Fuji sibling scoffed, "Seriously, nee-san, you have to find someone of your age to date."

Fuji turned to him with a pout, "But- but-.. he's the best man out there!"

"Yeah, the best old man."

"No! He has a young heart! And do you know that he says I remind him with his late wife?" and the question made him roll his eyes at her. Yes, he knew, because it's already the n-hundredth time she had said that.

"The table." Yumiko's warning voice interrupted both of them, and they hurried to finish their task.

"Syuusuke," the older Fuji sibling said in the middle of their dinner, ".. of course you can bring Tezuka-san for dinner."

Kunikazu was in his bedroom, looking through a photos album and smiling at each memory saved in the clear pockets. He carefully chose each photo and ordered them in this album from the oldest time till the most recent, and the first always began with a photo of him and his late wife, Tezuka Shizuko.

The next couple photos that followed were of him and his son, Kuniharu, sometimes just the younger man, before the photos took a stream of having Kuniharu and his wife, Tezuka Ayana, of different times; as newlyweds, as a loving couple, and as soon-to-be parents.

Their first and only child was a blessing for them. After three years of waiting, God finally made their wish come true and gave them the best thing they could ever ask for; a child of their own.

Kunimitsu, his name, was a really angelic child. When he cried in his crib, his sobs and cries were soft and cute, and his toothless smiles were the brightest and the best. When he learned how to talk, the first word was his mother's name, followed by 'Jii' for him, making the young father sulk in jealousy.

Kunikazu chuckled at a photo where baby Kunimitsu had accidentally hit his father with a thrown toy, Ayana laughing in the background.

As his grandson grew with each photo, Kunikazu noticed how his features sharpened and became more handsome over the years. Now, at the age of sixteen, Kunimitsu had a certain appeal to his stoic face and cold demeanor outside home that made girls swoon over him, either at his school or when he walked down the streets with his grandfather.

The old man traced his fingers over a family photo during Kuniharu and Ayana's nineteenth wedding anniversary. He knew that all of them loved him from the bottom of their hearts.

Kunikazu would have loved it if his son and his family lived with him, but he knew it was hard. Kuniharu's work didn't allow them to be together under the same roof, but they made sure to visit him in any free time they could get. Those were of the times he always cherished.

And then, with the turn of this new page, this new person who entered his life and made it more colorful smiled at him from the photo.

Fuji Syuusuke, a sixteen years old girl who came to Chiba three or four years ago. She was a cheerful, funny and respectable girl who had been sent to him by God to lessen his loneliness. He used to call her 'The summer holiday girl' because that's when he met her first.

They met in a bookstore and she was seemingly talking to herself loudly, so Kunikazu had wanted to share her flowing thoughts and had started talking and conversing with her.

After that, their meetings frequented and she became attached to him, wanting to really feel that he was her own grandfather. He had let her do what she wanted, and soon and in no time, he became equally attached to her.

He loved her as if she was from his own flesh and blood.

He hoped dearly that she would become part of his family somehow.

Kunikazu returned the album to its place in his closet then went to sleep with a smile on his face.

A/N: Okay, this is the first chapter!

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