I heart Fuji, even though he is a fictional character. This is my first story on so please leave comments. I want to know how my writing can improve and how I can satisfy your guilty pleasure :) (I'm starting to sound more like Fuji hehehehe).

The Love Letter

Chapter 1

Fuji was taking his sweet time taking off his sweaty shirt when he noticed something odd. On top of his pile of clean clothes was an envelope, white and plain. The locker room was starting to get crowd as more of the Seigaku regulars excitedly came in.

"Oi, Echizen, I'm hungry," Momoshiro stared at his growling stomach. "Let's go eat."

"Momo-senpai, you're always hungry," Echizen stated blankly as he began taking off his sweaty shirt.

"It's Friday!" Kikumaru's eyes beamed as he threw both hands in the air. "Ne, Oishi, let's go somewhere!"

Oishi's face was slightly blushing, "Where do you want to go?"

"Aa... what's this!?" The red-haired boy grabbed the envelope from Fuji's locker. "Is it a love letter?" Kikumaru giggled.

Fuji slyly smiled and took the letter from the boy. "Eiji, are you confessing your feelings to me?"

Kikumaru turned bright pink and started shouting, "Fuji how can you think that way of your best friend! I like girls. Girls, girls, girls!" He stormed into the showers, Oishi looking worried, ran after him.

"Ii data," Inui smiled as he began writing in his notebook. "There is a 69% chance that the letter was put there by one of the regulars."

At this, Fuji's smile grew wider. He was used to receiving confessions from many girls at school, but he had never received one from a boy. In fact, he hadn't received one that wasn't formally given to him. This was something new, what a mystery. Maybe it wasn't a love letter at all, it was too plain and white.

The tensai debated whether he should open it now or waiting until he was in his room? Fuji felt five pairs of eyes watching him as he began to open the envelope.

"I'll open it later," Fuji said with a wicked smile, he enjoyed torturing his teammates.

"Ne Fuji, that's not fair! We want to know what it says too!" Momoshiro desperately cried out, like a girl looking for fresh gossip.

"It wouldn't be fair to the person who wrote this." Fuji said, continuing his innocent smile. He was enjoying every part of this.

Fuji closed the door behind him, finally alone at last. He dropped his school bag on the chair facing his desk and went straight to his bed. He took out the envelope from his pocket and stared at it for a minute. It was plain and white, no hearts or lip marks on the seal. This is odd, he thought to himself. He took the letter out of its envelope and admired the picture of a fully-bloomed rose behind elegant script.

"How romantic." Fuji commented to himself, this person is very classic. It looked very artistic and beautiful. All the other love letters he had received were childish comparing to this one.

Fuji finished reading the letter. He felt warm, both inside and out. His cheeks had turned a lovely shade of pink and no doubt his body temperature was rising. At the same time his heart was swelling with joy inside, realizing the amount of affection this mystery person has for him.

The golden-brown-haired boy opened his eyes, revealing the deep oceanic-blue pigment, I must find out who wrote this. But how? No doubt this person is really shy since he didn't even give it to me personally. It has to be one of the members, no one can accurate describe me that way.

The letter said that since Fuji had never played seriously in his tennis matches or his love relationships with girls, Fuji wouldn't take him seriously. The beginning part of the letter expressed his suppressed feelings for the tensai and how he fell in love, but then towards the end he realized it will never be. So he wrote this letter as a closure, he will continue to act as a friend and will expect nothing more from Fuji.

Fuji chuckled to himself, the only reason why he wasn't serious with girls was because the tensai preferred boys instead. Girls really didn't interest him. He was just friendly towards them, which some people apparently thought was flirting. And the reason why he hadn't been serious in his matches was because he never really could get serious. Even Fuji was trying hard to figure out why that was the case.

This person only knows the Fuji I show to everyone, he never really witnessed the real Fuji, me, without the masks.

Fuji clenched the letter in his hand, teeth grinning, and eyes wide open, he was furious that this person was so easily fooled by the fake Fuji.

It was dinner time and Yumiko finished setting up the table.

"What's wrong Fuji?" She was worried because Fuji looked disappointed. "Did something wrong happen during tennis practice?"

"Nothing," Fuji mumbled, grabbing chopsticks. He began eating the delicious wasabi sushi Yumiko attempted to make when she asked once more, unsatisfied with his answer.

"The food is delicious."

"Fuji stop avoiding the question and seriously tell me what's the matter?"

Seriously tell me, was he being unserious with his sister too. Maybe it wasn't an act, maybe the real Fuji was not serious.

No that's not true.

"I received another confession today, but this time I don't know who it is from." Fuji said attempting to smile, but couldn't. His mind was on the content of the letter. "It said that I wasn't serious in anything so I won't be serious with him."

Fuji paraphrased the beautiful, poetic, love letter into a harsh sentence, well it felt that way to him.

"Oh, Fuji, I'm sorry," Yumiko wrapped her arms around Fuji and gave him a peck on the top of his head. "You are serious, only when you chose to be." She gave him a reassuring smile.

Fuji smiled back. He didn't want his sister to be worried, even though he still felt disappointed.

I will find out who this mystery person is and when I do, I will show him the real Fuji.

I will upload the next chapter as soon as possible (maybe this Friday). I still need to reread it and check for mistakes. Happy holidays everyone!