"Buchou, where were you?"
It shocked the regulars when Tezuka walked in late to a meeting.
"I was taking a test." He calmly replied.
"On what?" Momoshiro demanded to know.
Tezuka sighed and rolled his eyes. He knew that he'd never get anything done if he didn't tell them. "Sex ed."
A collective gasp was heard.
"Buchou said 'sex'!" Eiji squealed. Oishi blushed.
Tezuka pinched the bridge of his nose. "Sex, sex, sex, sex, OH MY GOD LET'S THROW A PARTY."
All was quiet. Tezuka continued with the meeting. He didn't notice Fuji smirking to himself, which could only mean bad news.
The next day when Tezuka walked into the club room, there were balloons and streamers strewn about festively.
"What's the meaning of all of this?" He demanded to know.
"It was Fuji's idea!" Momoshiro said, grinning.
Tezuka's blood ran cold. Fuji…Scanning the room, he didn't see Fuji. Then, out of nowhere, something wrapped its arms around Tezuka's neck and giggled.
"Saa- you DID suggest it." Fuji breathed. He licked Tezuka's cheek and the captain froze.
"Everybody…three hundred laps…Fuji…"
Fuji smiled. "Yes Mitsu?"
Tezuka twitched. "We're going to the vet to get you neutered."
