This is for the 30 Memories Community that I have not joined yet (but will, when I get the chance to- if my stupid computer lets.)
I have a new laptop- it's pretty awesome, APART FROM THE FACT that my parents put stupid parental controls on it. Therefore, my youtube does not work, and most pages do not work either.
So basically, I pretty much hate it more than I like it. Life sucks.
Anyways, enough moaning for now- on with the story!
(Prince of Tennis does not belong to me.)
1. Ten Years Ago...
-When Tezuka Met Fuji, Ten Years Ago...
"Ne, Kunimitsu?" Fuji says idly as they sit back against the bench, legs dangling off the seat in the pod ascending high in the air, fingers entwined.
"Hn?" Tezuka looks curiously at his companion.
"Do you remember when we first met?" Fuji smiles placidly, reminiscing the thought.
"Aa." Tezuka lets a small smile appear on his face as he too remembers that memory. "I thought you were a girl."
"And being the gentleman that you are, you proposed to me." Fuji finishes off, grinning, almost smugly.
"We were in a Ferris Wheel too. Only our mothers were there with us." Tezuka murmurs.
"And being the closet romantic you are, you proposed to me right at the top. Our mothers were shocked."
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The pod rises higher into the red, orange and purple sky.
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"It's a beautiful view." Fuji comments, peering out of the panoramic glass windows.
"Mm." Tezuka agrees, but he's looking at Fuji instead.
Fuji turns around and smiles beatifically at him, and Tezuka's breath catches in his throat when he sees the angelic boy, complete with a perfect sunset background.
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Tezuka's always thought that Fuji's beautiful, ever since they met ten years ago, with his honey brown locks and stunning cerulean blue eyes, and his gorgeous smile. He's slender and petit (or should he say 'petite'?) and so feminine that he can't help but love the elf-like boy. He's delicate-looking, but really, he's anything but that.
Fuji's strong and stunning, and he can handle anything that's thrown at him.
Sometimes, Tezuka thinks, Fuji's stronger than Tezuka himself.
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Fuji's always thought that Tezuka's gorgeous, ever since they met ten years ago, with his brown hair that's always tousled in an incredibly sexy way, and stunning hazel brown eyes, and his stoic, but very good-looking face. He's slender and tall, with almost unproportionally long legs. He's firm, very 'buchou'-like, with a charismatic personality. He looks like he can withstand anything that happens, but sometimes, that's not the case.
Fuji chuckles when Tezuka tells him that he thinks Fuji's stronger than Tezuka, because he always believes the exact opposite.
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The pod of the Ferris Wheel reaches the top. The sun is setting, creating a beautiful skyline. There's a light wind, blowing across the treetops.
Tezuka allows his face to once again crack into a gentle smile as he thinks about that fateful day, Ten Years Ago.
He reaches into his pocket, taking a small velvet box out, and gets down on one knee in front of Fuji. He can see Fuji's shocked expression.
"Syuusuke…" he murmurs, looking up at his koibito. "Will you marry me?"
He can only catch Fuji's delighted, beautiful face as Fuji flings himself at Tezuka and kisses him passionately, sending tingles down his spine in a way only Fuji can make it happen.
They break apart, breathless, and Fuji responds, smiling angelically, just for Tezuka.
"Of course."
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