Hmm, sorry for misleading all you TezuFuji fans, but this is actual a Tezuka x Fuji x Oishi fanfiction. As in a threesome, as in that order, because Oishi is my ultimate uke (sorry Oishi .). Anyway, I don't know why I have a sudden interest in threesomes, but I do and so I decided to write on about three months ago. I didn't really have a set plot, or even date to put this up, it was more of something I was going to do for my own enjoyment, so I hope you get something out of it as well.

Because I didn't plan this well, here are somethings to clear it up; Yes, they are adults. Yes, they live in Tokyo. Oishi works at Yamabuki simply because its my favorite school and Tezuka and Fuji are in an established relationship. I'm pretty sure I made that stuff clear in the story, but just incase.

Disclaimer: I highly doubt I could make money off of this, but just so you know I don't own it and never will.

Anyway, this is my second chaptered series (see livejournal & fanfiction list for others) so go easy on me. Have fun :)

He'd been living with Tezuka and Fuji going on three months now. It was a cute house, perfect for a couple which was why he'd originally declined the invitation. After deciding to move out of his current apartment and look for a place closer to his job, Tezuka had offered - or rather commanded in a very polite manner - that Oishi stay with him and Fuji. Not that he didn't like Fuji, he really did enjoy the other's company a lot. They'd become surprisingly good friends during High School and all three of them had managed to keep in good contact. In fact, Tezuka and Fuji and inevitably ended up together. Which was why he had resisted moving in with them.

They were a young couple, at least young enough to want to be lovey-dovey and intimate all the time with each other (Though Tezuka getting lovey-dovey with anyone was sort of funny to picture) and Oishi didn't want to get between that. Not to mention it made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He himself had never been that intimately involved with anyone - much less another male. And thinking about Fuji and Tezuka - well it was very unsettling to say the least.

But Tezuka would hear none of his protests and Fuji seemed far too happy to point out all the good things about him moving in. The whole situation was weird, but he'd never been able to truly resist Tezuka's suggestions and thus he found himself moving into that cute house, made for the perfect couple.

At first he felt awkward. Both of them were so used to each other, and at first he thought that they'd even forgotten he was there and engaged in romantic behavior that was better left for a candle lit room all alone. Or at least not when one's best friend was waking up to go take a shower. He'd had a few of these run ins and after a while he realized that they seemed quite content and happy to show off in front of him. It hurt a little at first, but he brushed it off as the two of them reminding him that the other was off limits. Not that he would ever think that way about either of them - because that would be strange.

Yes, very strange.

And so there was peace for three months, he'd come to enjoy the place he lived. But he realized that he was a grown man making a decent salary as a Junior High teacher and it was time to stop mooching off his friends. Every time he'd suggested moving out, both Tezuka and Fuji had been quick to tell him to stop and wait until housing prices went down - or he knew that he was staying at Yamabuki Junior High. He'd stand up to Tezuka this time, and he'd promise to call every weekend - because that might be a reasonable compromise.

You'd think they'd want the house to themselves. Oishi sat on the floor, back leaning against the couch as he read through newspapers looking for ads. It was early, and Fuji was probably making breakfast, but he still managed to swipe some crackers to hold him over until then. On Saturday mornings Fuji tended to go overboard and it took a long time for everything to be prepared. So he sat, crumbs falling over the page, sports section at hand to cover the listings just in case someone happened to walk in.

"Am I going to have to start banning the reading of the paper in this house, Syuuchiro?" Oishi winced at Tezuka's voice, hearing the slight trace of amusement.

He looked up to see a completely stoic Tezuka behind the coach, obviously haven seen the paper he'd been reading and completely unimpressed. He folded the paper in half and munched noisily on a cracker, not even trying to deny it. He'd yet to come up with a valid argument for why he should leave. Not only was it two against one - but it was two very smart, very stubborn people against one normally intelligent and moderately stubborn person.

It was weird, for such a well adjusted couple to both be so fiercely persistent about something like this. Though Oishi tried not to think about it, both of them had seemed a lot more - forward - lately. Calling him during his lunch break, worrying if he was home only an hour late and getting oddly suspicious whenever he went out extremely early and came back late at night. (He might want to move out, but he wouldn't lie! If he wanted to visit an art museum and hang out with other people, he could.) He tried to come up with plausible reasons. Tezuka had been his best friend since Junior High and after the team had broken up and he'd been estranged from his family for some of his 'relationship choices'. Maybe he had a right to be somewhat possessive of Oishi - not that he had any intention of breaking off his friendship with Tezuka. Then there was Fuji - whose family had been not the least bit surprised and had probably expected it. He was extremely protective of his friends in general so he should be used to it by now.

"Oishi, Tezuka, go wash you're hands." Oishi looked up as he felt a light touch on his shoulder. There had been a strange amount of that as well. There was more touching than really necessary. Whether to get his attention or pat his head or back in fondness - it was so weird. Especially since both of them seemed to be doing it - and he'd never pegged Tezuka for a physical-emotion sort of being to anyone except Fuji.

"Na, Tezuka." Oishi leaned back as Fuji leaned over him to peck Tezuka lightly on the lips. He closed his eyes, really not wanting to have stare at Fuji's crotch. Because the thing that followed thinking about Fuji's crotch was Tezuka and Tezuka's crotch and he would rather not think about that area on either of his two friends.

"Okay, now go before it gets cold." Fuji's hand gently brushed the to the top of Oishi's head, startling him. He added pleasantly, gathering up Oishi's papers. "Oh, and I'll take care of those."

"You really don't have to - I'll take," He stopped as Fuji turned and flashed him a brilliant smile. "care of it..."

"You go, I'll take care of it." Fuji said, his sweet voice held a firm authority that Oishi didn't understand but didn't dare fight.

He got to his feet quickly and stretched, brushing the crumbs off his shirt and mentally adding a reminder to vacuum as soon as breakfast was over.

"You use the bathroom, I'll go to the kitchen." Tezuka place his hand on Oishi's back, pushing him toward the designated area. Oishi didn't need to be told twice and quickly walked away, unable to deny that this was so much weirder than he wanted to admit.

Breakfast had brought a sense of relief and normality, as everyone was so engrossed in there food there were no questions, strange glances or other things that could be considered somewhat strange in the normal relationship of three male friends. Two of which were dating. Dating.

Which was why there was no reason for them to keep coddling him like they were. Their attentions were breaching far past friendly concern.

And when he told Eiji, the only response was; "I know something you don't know!"

"Probably." Oishi sighed, laying his arm across his eyes as he laid on his bed. "But its uncomfortable and I'm your best friend, so please tell me?"

"Ah ah, this is one secret I'm sworn to keep." Oishi almost rolled his eyes, Eiji was sworn to keep many promises but rarely stuck to that. "But you'll find out soon, I'm sure."

"See, now I'm even more worried." It had to be something big if Eiji was willing to keep the secret - especially from Oishi of all people. "Especially since Fuji is involved."

"Fujiko isn't as bad as you all think." Eiji chided. "Most of the time hes just looking out for everyone. Though sometimes..."

"I know Eiji, and please don't tell me about those times." Oishi said hastily. "I'm happy without the details."

"Okay, okay. Although there was this one time--"

There was a knock on his door that saved him from whatever horror story Eiji was about to tell him about in absolute detail.

"Just a minute." He said quickly, then called. "Come in!"

"Ah, Oishi, you aren't busy on Friday are you?" Fuji stood halfway in his room, hands behind his back and looking way too innocent for Oishi's comfort.

"No..." He said hesitantly. He quickly added in after thought. "You haven't set me up on a date have you?"

It came out before he could think, and was about to apologize when Fuji just chuckled softly. His grin seemed to get more feral, and Oishi could practically feel his stomach sinking.

"Not really." Fuji answered happily. "I was just going to ask if you wanted to see a movie, but if you'd rather I--."

"No, no, movie is good." Oishi said quickly. The last time he'd mention himself going on a date Fuji had offered to set him up with Yuuta. Fuji had pinched his cheek and told him he was the only one he would trust with his 'sweet innocent little brother'. Oishi had decided it was just Fuji trying to deny the fact that his 'sweet and innocent' brother was as good as married to Mizuki and even if he wanted to, he was terrified of Mizuki. Mizuki had become even more catty and bitchy with the successful release of his fashion line and hair care products.

"Wonderful, its a date" Fuji almost seemed to be sparkling now, soon heavenly horns would start playing and a chorus of angels would shower him with flowers. "Be ready by 7."

Oishi let out a long sigh as Fuji left and closed the door. He picked up the phone, wondering if Eiji was still there, or if he lost patience and hung up. "Eiji?"

"Nya, nya, who was that just now?"

"Fuji. We're seeing a movie apparently." Well it was better than being set up, because he knew Fuji would've done it without a second-thought.

"Really? Thats great." He didn't sound all that surprised, though he did sound happy and somewhat amused. "Dress nice, na?"

"Eiji, what do you know?" He was almost serious now. This sounded like something suspicious, he wasn't sure what kind of suspicious, but it was none the less.

"Can't tell, you'll have to wait." He could practically hear Eiji grinning maniacally through the phone. "Gotta go, Gaku-chan is home, bai bai. Have fun, nya!"

Oishi resisted the urge to through the phone across the room as Eiji hung up. He groaned loudly, turning over and burying his face into a pillow. He hadn't felt anxiety like this in such a long time - it wasn't a welcome feeling.

Random blurb: Went to Otakon and got Driving Smash! side King. I have no idea what anything says, but I've figured out how to play somewhat and save. Wish me luck on everything else!

Read & Review, much love!

- Tabis