Growing Attraction

By: sTrawBerRyfAnsz

Summary-

Growing Attraction is a story of love, trust, friendship, betrayal, acceptance and denial. Every person has a secret which they don't want other people to know, what if his secret involves someone he unconsciously love? Will the one he loves accept him? Or will he deny his true feeling?

Disclaimers: Takeshi Konomi owns them all; I'm merely borrowing them for this fic of mine! There will be some OC too, which are definitely mine…

Warnings: A bit AU, I created their past… And, maybe bits [or many] grammar mistakes.

Note-

Okay, I've to admit that I'm not GOOD in grammar and other rules of writing. I'm writing because I love writing, especially about all this cute guys in Prince of Tennis. So, I'm looking for a kind person who would beta read this story!

That's it and I hope you guys enjoy this story! [P.S: Don't forget to leave comments! ^___^;]

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Tezuka's POV

The memories were still vivid in my mind. I could almost hear her voice screaming in pain. It was a mere accident, really, I'm not lying. She said that she wanted to show me something cool which was a dagger. We thought it was a toy since she said that her dad bought it for her present last year but we both didn't know was that her father had the same kind of dagger which looked exactly the same as hers.

We played with it without noticing that it was actually a real one. We were both playing Police and Thief. The police who was me, was supposed to kill the thief by stabbing her through the heart and I did.

She screamed a loud and painful scream as the blood oozed out from her fair, soft skin. I panicked at once! Why was she bleeding? Is she going to be okay?

Slowly, still confused I walked closer to her. A pool of blood was starting to form around her and she was crying for help.

Tasukete… She softly murmured as she extended her bloody hand to touch me. Instinctively I backed off, I didn't want her blood stained hand to touch me.

Onegai… Again, she pleaded me but what can a twelve years old boy like me could do? I knew nothing of medical treatment to an injured people. Sure, my mum taught me once how to help someone who was drowning, but she was not drowning! She's bleeding!

I don't want to die… She pleaded me again, leaving me more confused and what I did was……

I ran…

I ran away from her, ignoring all her pleads and words. I cried while I ran. Crystal tears escaped my brown eyes. As soon as I reached my house, I locked myself up for three days straight. I tried to forget all of it, it was just a dream!!! IT WAS JUST SOME FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!!

I told myself many times, so many that I could not remember. It was just like replaying a tape recorder with a same sentence. IT WAS JUST A DREAM…

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The sound of the alarm clock woke me up from the dream, no, from the distance memories which I badly wanted to forgot. My hairs was damp with sweat and I could almost hear her pleads again.

Roughly, I shook my head to clear my thoughts from her. It was just a dream… I told myself again.

I get up from the bed, and began to perform my daily ritual. Took a bath, brushed my tooth, wear the glasses, the uniform, comb my hair, go downstairs to eat my breakfast then set off to school.

How boring could it be?

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I sighed softly before I opened the door. Instantly, all my classmates looked at me, some with admiration, some with jealousy and hatred. I kept my face straight though, and I ignored them for the whole day. All I've wanted was for this lessons to end and tennis practice to come because I missed my friends.

The bell which means that the day had ended rang loudly in my ears. I picked up my bag and my tennis attire then headed towards the club room.

The first thing I saw when I entered the small but cozy room was Fuji, changing his clothes. He was half nude and I started to feel this weird feeling AGAIN at the pit of my stomach. In his case, a blush immediately showed in his pretty face.

Fuji quickly grabbed the closest shirt which was unfortunately mine and put it on. It hung loosely on his smaller form.

"Ah, gomen ne Tezuka… Would you mind if you knock next time?" He shyly asked, his eyes were glued to his shoes.

"Why should I? We are boys for crying out loud" Simply I answered, and it was true. Boys were not supposed to be shy right? It was pretty normal for boys to change together, girls did that too.  

"Demo…" He stopped himself before answering and touched his stomach. I frowned, and then realized that Fuji was always the one who changed last. No one ever saw him naked or half naked, well except me because I've just saw him accidentally.

"Nan demo nai… Just…, next time, will you please knock?" He gave me his ultra volt grin and I found myself saying yes.

"Arigatou Gozaimasu" He answered, his smile was still plastered on his face. I leave the club room after that, knowing that he would need some privacy to change. Soon, the door was opened, revealing him and his seigaku regular uniform plus the jacket.

"Thank you Tezuka…" He once again said then walked to the court. I shrugged then started to change quietly and I could not help but to wonder why was it that he didn't want to change in front of others…

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TBC^^

Note again-

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