Warnings: I don't own Fuji Syuusuke, as much as I love him, and I don't own any other Pot characters even though I'm in love with half of them. I mean they're HOT! I want at least one! Life isn't fair…sniffle…sniffle…warning includes sadist Fuji Syuusuke whom we all love and emotional Ryoma. Well as emotional as this ice prince is going to get. Extremely fluffy toward the end!
Ryoma: What do you mean by that?
Syuusuke: Nothing, Ryo-baby…hides handcuffs.
Ryoma: Someone… save me.
Tezuka: Fuji…50 laps for corrupting Echizen before he graduates
Fuji: Does that mean I can corrupt him after he graduates?
Tezuka and Ryoma simultaneously flinch…
Ryoma: Mada Mada Dane Fuji-sempai, you'll have to catch me first.
Blows kiss and runs for his life.
Fuji: This will be fun )
Tezuka: I got careless didn't I?
Eiji: Hoi Hoi! Tezuka got careless!
Oishi: Eiji! Tezuka might make you run laps! And you might trip and break your ankle! And then the hospital might have a full emergency room! So you might not be able to walk, or run, or play tennis or…
Eiji: Tezuka looks scary…nya.
Ryoma: Mada Mada Dane, Buchou.
Fuji: Mada Mada Daza, Ryo-baby (gives him a hug) I'm kidnapping you for a couple of weeks. I promise to have him back in time fore Nationals. But I can't promise that he'll be able to walk!
Oishi: Demu…but…demu…but…that's bad for his health!
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This cannot be happening to me. I'm alone in a changing stall with the guy of my dreams, a much of way too Fuji-like clothes, and he's got his camera. I'm scared…I'm scared to death. Please, kami, please kami (god), please kami, let me make it through this alive.
"Ryo-baby…would you please change into this for me?"
"Yadda!" He was holding up a shirt that looked so tight, it would choke me…not that I understand why he would want me to try something like that on anyways…Fuji-senpai is so weird.
"Come on, Ryo-baby, I won the match didn't I?"
"Couldn't you pick a more reasonable request for me to do than to shop with you for 24 hours?" Unfortunately for me, Fuji-senpai seemed to be enjoying himself…a lot.
"That would ruin all the fun Ryo-baby!"
"Then at least stop calling me Ryo-baby…" I twitched. He smiled…damn that tensai!
"Yadda…" he wiggled a finger in front of my face. Then he threw the shirt at me and said, "Put on the wife beater Ryo-baby!" Wife beater?
"This thing is called a wife beater?"
"Of course! Now put it on or I might have to…"
"Yadda!" I ran into the other half of the changing stall, you know, the half behind the curtain. Then I curled into a ball and died.
"Hurry up, Ryo-baby! Do you need help? Because I could always help you get it on…"
"Yadda!" As tight as this "wife beater" thing looks, it was easy enough to get it on. Or maybe that was just the fact that…oh shit when did Fuji get in here?
"I thought you would need help getting a wife beater on, since you don't even know what it is." I resisted the urge to snort. I really tried to at any rate.
"You snort really cute, Ryo-baby." Why do I have to be cute? I can be hot, or sexy, but why do I have to be cute?
Fuji threw an entire outfit at me and forced me to change into it. And then again. And yet once more. By the time an hour had passed, I was staring at a pile of clothes…well actually two piles. Fuji dragged me to the counter and bought the pile of clothes that I didn't like. He even bought me one of those necklaces that he insisted Buchou had. Before we left, a certain tensai went through special pains to ensure that I would be tortured to the extreme. Which is to say he made me change into one of the outfits that I dreaded so much, and walk out of the store where there would actually be people. I shuddered.
"Do I have to?" I asked…even trying the Prodigy Pout that Fuji-sempai had mastered so long ago.
"Yes. Now go change!" He pushed me into the changing room again, and a groaned. What did I do to deserve this? As I walked out of the changing rooms with my hand at my neck, pretending to be choking, Fuji-sempai grabbed my hand and whispered one word…
"Run." I heard screams behind me as Fuji-sempai and I ran as though there were Inui Juice for the loser. Now I know why I'm supposed to run.
"Is that Echizen Ryoma and Fuji Syuusuke from the tennis team?"
"OMG! They look so hot!"
I looked at Fuji-sempai; he had changed too. I wonder why. Oh well, at least the fan girls will leave me alone…well most of them.
"I think the short one looks cuter!" Sweat drop…
"Yeah, but he's always frowning. The taller one just keeps smiling. I think I'm in heaven!"
We made it out of the mall alive, and Fuji dropped the bomb on me.
"Where do you want to go next?"
"You mean there's more?!"
"Of course Ryo-baby…I'm taking you out on a date!" I knew he was probably just trying to scare me…but I couldn't help but wonder. Does this angel, could this angel, maybe just possibly like me?
"Judging from your smile I'm guessing I don't have a choice. Do I?"
"Actually you do. You get to choose where we're going next. But I'd advise you to hurry up, I think our fan girls just found us."
"Arcade!" I grabbed Fuji's hand. OMG I grabbed his hand? And totally ran for it. We made it to the arcade alive. Even though it's miles away from the mall. I blame Fuji.
"Saa…there's a hamburger place across the street, and an arcade over here. Where do you want to go first?" How can he not be breathless after that run?
"Hamburgers. And soda." He laughed. He has a nice laugh…and he's smiling genuinely for once too.
"Ne, Ryoma. How many tensai's do you think are on our team? I mean there's me…and I think you count as a child prodigy. Maa…Tezuka too. Hmm, is Eiji a tensai or just good at acrobatics?"
"There are three. You, Me, Buchou. Then there's a creep (Inui Juice), a snake (Fshhhh), a peach (Momo), a dual-personality power player (Taka), a really fast monkey (Eiji) and a motherhen (Oishi)." Fuji laughed again.
"I didn't know you could be so mean."
"I didn't know you could actually laugh…in fact I didn't know you could do anything but smile."
"I can play DDR." He dragged me over to the one machine in the whole arcade that I refuse to touch and threw in some quarters. "I'll play you," was all the tensai said before the music started and my feet started moving. I guess this beat was in my blood…or maybe more.
"Whoa look at those two go!"
"I know, they're really good. They haven't missed a beat."
"And they're totally in sync."
"Who are they?"
The music stopped and our hair stopped flying everywhere. Now I could finally see the screen. I had a feeling Fuji-sempai was thinking the same thing. When we looked up and saw that we had tied for first, we simultaneously reached into our pockets for more quarters and stuffed them in. "Re-match!"
"OMG! Those two are Echizen Ryoma and Fuji Syuusuke!" I groaned. These guys care that much about the names? Geez… I heard Fuji laughing again. The same gorgeous laugh that I had grown to love within the last 24 hours, just as gorgeous as the angel himself, my Fuji Syuusuke. The angel without wings…the angel that I had grown to love, the angel that I would love for the rest of my life, the only thing I could ever care for this much, the only thing that I would never be able to have. I love you Fuji Syusuke.
And with that the DDR game stopped, Fuji and I simultaneously brushed our bangs out of our eyes, looked at the screen, smiled at one another, and grabbed more quarters. We were both desperate…desperate for this "shopping spree" to go on forever.
When we finally got off the DDR machine due to the fatigue that smiling has on your face, we grinned like idiots while grabbing Ponta for both of us before I realized how stupid and love-sick I looked and finally managed to stop grinning like a lunatic and instead settled for a mild Mada Mada Dane kind of smile. That was before I recognized that his smile, his real genuine smile, had not moved from his face since the beginning of our "date."
Please…I thought. Please, if possible, just give me one chance to make Fuji Syusuke love me. And Kami agreed.
"Ryoma…" Fuji started. "How did you like our date?" I nearly fainted, except he hadn't switched to Sadist Mode yet. Then…his question was sincere…or he was a better actor than that Monkey King. Damn…this love thing…it's too hard for me. Fuji must've noticed my confused state because he said the weirdest thing ever. "Life is a game of tennis. Love is the worst thing when it works against you, and the best thing when it works for you. Whether love means you're winning, or it means you have to try harder, the most important part is to admit that it's there. And I know for sure…that I love you Echizen Ryoma."
He kissed me. The angel of my dreams…for three full seconds…the magical number three. By the time I'd opened my eyes, or even realized that he was kissing me, Syusuke had already left. It is Syusuke now, isn't it? I glanced down at the paper.
I've given you a question. One of life's hardest. When you find an answer…come tell me. Until then, I'll wait for you. Because you are still the only one that I can't have.
