Disclaimer: I don't own Tennis no Oujisama.
A/N: My first TezuOishi chapter story! Well, it's actually composed of a series of one-shots... This is my long time dream! I had the biggest urge to make it come true. Now it's Married Pair for sure!
Dedicated to runningondreams, nadeshiko blossom and chibi-kaitou.
WARNING: Future fic.
お前と俺と…
Omae to Ore to…
A New Start
In a romantic café where merriment roamed the air in abundance, seriousness was the impermeable shield that surrounded the store's little corner by the window.
There, they occupied the two seats at the small table across from each other, the two of them, sharing the same gender, sharing the same relationship.
Sharing the same dilemma…
…One of every couple's countless dilemmas.
Regardless of the hours, days, weeks and months a pair can remain inseparable, a lot is still not enough.
Unfortunately, they did not have luxurious hours, days, weeks, or months to themselves. Thus, there was no "a lot", the mother that would soon produce "enough".
He sheltered his image within his amber depths, framing his portrait perfectly. He captures every slight detail of him---his head tilted forward, exposing the top of his head where a field of dark grass grew, held down by hair gel; his eyes dimmed by nervousness and fatigue as he stared down at his reflection imprinted upon the surface of the bronze liquid inside his cup.
Both have speech clogging their throats.
Where to start?
Both sought for the correct combination of words inside their minds.
He waited for him to begin, since he was always one to initiate conversations.
He was delayed by worry.
He attacked the silence first instead.
" Oishi."
The cup in his hand trembled, his reflection dissolved in overlapping ripples.
" Y-yes?" He lifted his head.
" When was the last time we met?"
" U-um… About two months ago."
" Two months and two days to be exact."
" Oh. Right."
" Why?"
" Eh?"
" We don't meet often. Why?"
" U-um… Our jobs?" It was the cause, he knew, but was unsure.
" And?"
" The…lack of leisure time?" He tried again.
" And?"
" …The distance of our homes…?"
Tiger-eyes narrowed in confirmation.
" But, it can't be helped, Tezuka. It is close to the hospital that I work at… And you know emergencies are unpredictable."
"…" Pondering, the man folded his arms across his chest.
" …Tezuka?"
" Oishi."
" Yes?"
" You live alone?"
" Aa."
" Hn." A new fire sparked in his eyes, tainting the lenses of his glasses. " I'm moving in with you."
Nearing dropping his beverage, his companion exclaimed with a voice that shattered all tranquility.
" Eh?"
Author's Crap:
"Omae to Ore to..." basically means "You and Me and..."
And if you're wondering how I came up with the title... It's from the manga " Yotsuba to..."
Thanks for reading, see you next time!
