Title: Seven Minutes
Pairing: Tezuka/Fuji
Rating:
K+
Summary:A game of Spin the Bottle puts Tezuka in a very compromising situation...
Warning: genderbended!Fuji, if that bothers you
Disclaimer:
I do not own Prince of Tennis


Tezuka watched the bottle as it spun in circles. It refused to stop quickly, further prolonging his agony. "C'mon! Stop already!" he muttered. "And please point at Tezuka-buchou." he could hear the others muttering under their breaths. He watched as the bottle slowed down. And then it stopped.

Tezuka couldn't deny it. The long-necked bottle was obviously pointing at him. And everyone else was obviously rejoicing.

"So, Tezuka-buchou." Inui asked an evil glimmer in his eye (or should we say eyeglasses), "Is it a truth...or a dare?"

"Dare! Dare!" the others chanted. Tezuka sighed. There was no escaping it.

"I choose...dare.


He should have seen this dare coming. She was, after all, the only girl in the bunch. "Enjoy your stay, Fuji and Tezuka." Momo said, grinning naughtily. "We'll fetch you after seven minutes." Eiji added. "Unless you want us to extend the time." Tezuka rolled his eyes; Fuji chuckled. The others laughed. "Have fun!" Momo said cheerfully as he shut the door.

Tezuka sighed; he didn't even plan to attend this party. And now, here he was, stuck in a room with Fuji. Fuji may look like a pretty brown-haired angel, but deep inside her, there's a naughty little devil waiting to come out. It usually came out when it was only the two of them.

"Tezuka, are you alright?" Fuji asked.

"Of course I am. Why do you ask?"

Fuji giggled. "Well, your face is turning into a bright shade of red."

"No it's not." Tezuka said defensively, while trying to hide his face.

Fuji laughed. "Come sit beside me, Tezuka." She said, gently patting the bed.

Tezuka shook his head. "No thanks. I'm fine here."

Fuji pouted. "C'mon, Tezuka." She laughed. "I'm not going to bite you."

Tezuka wanted to stay where he was seated; he felt much safer there. But it was futile to try to resist Fuji's charms.

So he sat beside her on the bed. Fuji smiled at him. "So…what do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Oh, you know what I want to do."

Tezuka could sense something was coming next. Something that would put him in a very compromising situation. His face turned a bright shade of scarlet.

Fuji grinned. "You look hotter when your face's that color. " Tezuka tried to hide his face but Fuji leaned closer.

"Why do you always act like a naughty little devil when you're with me?"

"Because I like you." She said simply.

And before he could say anything in reply, she kissed him. He tried to push her away but to his surprise, he wanted her to kiss him more.

"Times up!" The door opened. "Looks like we interrupted something." Momo said, chuckling. Tezuka hid his face, embarrassed while Fuji smiled at the newcomers.

"You want an extension?" Eiji asked as innocently as he could; Tezuka threw a pillow at his head.

"No, it's alright." Fuji said, smiling. "We can always continue next time right, Tezuka?"

Tezuka sighed. He didn't want to spend anymore time with the brown-haired devil that seemed to know the way to his heart. But then, if she used her charms at him, how could he resist?

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