A Genius's Worry

by Ange Noir

Fuji couldn't care less about Mizuki. Really he couldn't. But when St. Rudolph's Manager stopped calling him he couldn't help but feel the loss. And what does he have to talk with his sister about? FujixMizuki, YumikoxMizuki New Chapter up!

1. Plaything

Ange: Due to the suddenly lack of FujixMizuki (beats thrill and texufuji anyday imo), I decided to write this fic. It's going to be a multi-chap drabble length. This way it won't be a prob to update fairly often. This will be my celebration of finishing my Japanese oral (which I should be going over right now)

Disclaimer: Finals dies

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A Genius's Worry

Worry 1: Plaything

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Riiiiiiiiiing

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Riiiiiiiiiiing

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"Hello," Shusuke said pleasantly into the phone.

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"Ah Fuji, this is Mizuki" his caller introduced while twirling his hair on the end of the line.

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"Wrong number," Shusuke informed him before abruptly hanging up the phone.

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Beeeeep

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Beeeeep

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Beeeeep

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"Fufufu…"

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"What's so funny Mizuki sempai?" Yuuta asked as he came up to the chuckling third year.

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"Ah Yuuta," Mizuki greeted while ignoring his question, "I think it's time for some tennis training."

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"Eh…now?!" Yuuta exclaimed as he was dragged towards the training rooms by the forceful Mizuki.

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"No time like the present. You do want to beat your brother don't you?" Disregarding the younger boy's complaints he pushed him towards the tennis courts, aiming to vent his frustrations on the younger Fuji brother.

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Seigaku's tensai may be neglecting him but that will soon change. Until then he had Yuuta to play with.

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And that is always fun.

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A/N: Now back to studying because sleeping is for people who have lives…